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"I don't think that the packs in the North will be too happy about this Klaus." The handsome black man said as they crossed the front door of the big luxurious mansion, it once belonged to the Governor of New Orleans but now it was Marcel's home.

Well, at least up until Klaus arrived and turned the location into his own headquarters.

"Well Marcel... I am the Alpha and every word I utter should be set on stone." Klaus complained outraged, he even stopped by a door to glare at Marcel upset.

"We might need a lot of stones." he whispered before opening the door. "Please, after you." he mockingly bowed at Klaus.

He growled under his breath but made way inside of the office where Damon was sitting on a comfortable white sofa.

"Don't pay him any attention Marcel, he's just in a moody mood because he misses Caroline." Damon commented without lifting his eyes from an ancient diary.

Klaus headed straight to the bottles on display.

"I kind of picked up on that, he isn't his usual cheerful self lately." Marcel laughed while sitting casually on the arm of the sofa.

Damon changed pages smiling. "He misses the blonde source of joy in his life, we've been away from home for two straight months now."

"When will I meet your wife Klaus?" Marcel asked curious. "Damon says that she's hot."

Damon lost his smile and slowly faced Klaus who turned around slowly.

"Does he?" Klaus dropped his voice on cue.

"I meant it in a very married way, of course." Damon closed the diary.

"Take your boots off my furniture Damon." Klaus warned him somberly.

Not only did Damon do that he also stood up and left the room quickly. "I'm going to finish reading this somewhere else."

"I like the vampire, he's funny." Marcel laughed.

"Yes, he's hilarious. Just like you are." Klaus grumbled as he sat down on the sofa.

Marcel eased on his laugh. "I've known you for a very long time now and I truly appreciate that you've invited me to be part of this project of yours..." he narrowed his eyes. "But I didn't expect to find a snappy husband missing his wife so much."

Klaus stirred the drink in his glass. "You would have to be there. Most of the events that took place between Caroline and I seem almost unreal but we are like gravity to each other."

Marcel was serious as the moment asked for it. "She must be really extraordinary to have you like this and I get the epic love vibe but what I don't get is why she's not here with you."

"She's in New York resolute on having good grades during her freshman year."

Marcel smiled again with the pouting tone of Klaus', the man was undeniably in love. "Well, I'll leave you to reminiscence about her. Meanwhile I have a few werewolves to send a message to, some people really don't know how to show respect."

Klaus smiled, calling in on a favor from his old friend had ignited the old friendship and Klaus was thankful that he had Marcel around to endure the lonely days away from what he left back in New York.

The nights were the worst though and Klaus dreaded them the most, he rested the back of his head on the sofa and closed his eyes, when he touched his chest it felt cold without the blonde who used it as a pillow.

His phone vibrated and he expected it to be Damon calling from one of the vibrant pubs in the French Quarter, he hated to admit but the vampire had turned out to be a great support and eased his bad mood with the silly jokes and the constant trouble that he found with the werewolves.

However it wasn't Damon's name that he found on the screen and his smile grew. "Your timing is always remarkable sweetheart."

"Tell the mutt straddling you to get lost, I need a few minutes alone with my husband."

Her voice was confident and playful. "Have you sent the art professor who wants to use you as a naked muse away?" he teased her back.

"He's just having a shower, we had really filthy sex after he drew me naked. Again. He's becoming good at it." she said perkily.

Klaus showed his dimples with the next smile. "You're in our enormous bed alone, you're wearing my shirt because it has my scent and eating all the chocolate that you could find in the house."

There was a long silence from Caroline before a lonely sigh. "I look like a hot mess. You would run out the door if you saw me now."

"The exact opposite sweetheart..." Klaus dropped his drink and leaned back on the sofa running his hand through his hair.

She laughed. "I hope that you know that all of this chocolate is turning me into a big unattractive woman with bad hair. I don't even bother to shower lately."

"You could always just come over to New Orleans and spend time with me." he said sad that they had been living away from each other for the last couple of months.

"Yes I could..."

Klaus frowned with the proximity of the voice and looked at the door bewildered, the tall blonde with perfect wavy locks and the flawless smile was physically here, he slowly ended the call without taking his eyes from her.

"Unpredictable me." she shrugged with a big smile as she walked over to him.

She removed her Denim jacket on the way dropping it on the floor and straddled him when she reached him, Caroline stroked the flawless stubble that she had missed and leaned instantly for a kiss.

Klaus answered the slow kiss resting his hands on her back, he traced it slowly just as he started tracing her bottom lip with his tongue before she sweetly parted her lips for him.

As the kiss deepened his hand searched for the back of her neck and moved a wave of hair away, she tilted her head and melted against him further, scrapping his neck with her nails and entangling her fingers among his necklaces.

Her lips felt ticklish when they finally stopped to catch some air and she smiled running her thumb across his perfect unshaven cheek. "I missed you..." she whispered.

"Not as much as I have, I'm certain of it. How's the University experience coming along?"

"Boring." she giggled. "How's your world domination project?"

"Straining because I'm always traveling somewhere and my wife has suddenly decided that education had more importance than my happiness."

She laughed harder while touching his full lips with her thumb. "Some awful wife you've got there Mr. Mikaelson."

"Dreadful." he whispered before trapping her lips for another kiss.

Klaus' hands were busy tracing her back through the steamy top that she was wearing, it had a single strap that outlined her spine and the rest was all skin that he heavenly caressed.

He moved his hands to the rim of her top and easily pulled it up her torso, her locks hit him with the sweetest scent as they entangled with the top.

He kissed her again but it was a quick kiss and that surprised Caroline. "What is it?" she asked when he stopped his actions altogether.

"You come to visit your husband and you do not wear red for it?" he poked the black laced bra that she was wearing.

She laughed at his bothered expression. "You have been away for very long, you don't deserve red."

He was upset. "Really Caroline?"

She nodded while sweetly touching her lips to convey innocence. "And a corset is even further out of the question, you have neglected your wife lately Master Mikaelson." she allowed the tip of her tongue to touch her finger.

There was a guttural growl from Klaus and within a second her underwear disappeared from her body before he pressed her to him.

The kiss was rough with a powerful claim of her tongue and Caroline gasped when her back found the sofa after he moved them in a blur.

He hauled away from her to pull his Henley over his head, Caroline bit her bottom lip hard while reaching out to touch the chest that she missed so much.

Klaus rested his hand over hers as she came near his heart, she smiled warmly relishing in that unwavering fact, it belonged solely to her.

He kissed her hand and her wedding band, he belonged to her, not only his body but also his soul.

He leaned over for another kiss that made her moan because of the intensity behind everything that they were as a couple. "I love you." he whispered while stroking her cheek.

Caroline glided her hands over his broad back. "I love you Nik, I love you so much."

They kissed again but the urgency was coming with an immediate need for each other, she got rid of her boots while he opened her skinny jeans, her breath picked up as soon as he pulled them down her legs but her attention was all on him when he started to undress for her.

Eagerly she waited for him to cover her with his warmth but Klaus had a naughty smile and she instantly worried that he wouldn't be as straightforward as she needed him to be.

Klaus' hand moved over to the table and she didn't know what he picked up until she felt it on her skin.

He dropped an ice-cube over her stomach and Caroline flinched with the icy sensation, he smirked slowly moving the cube up her body while she clasped her lips to prevent letting out a louder noise.

His finger over the melting piece skillfully covered every inch of her cleavage, the roundness of her breasts and then the area around her nipples that instantly became hard for him, Klaus lifted his eyes to the woman covering her mouth with the back of her hand, biting into it when he bent down and trapped the water mixed with the bourbon from his drink with his tongue.

He tasted her skin slowly and Caroline let out a weird sound of pleasure mixed with frustration as his wet and cold tongue took the ice to her nipple, running the ice slowly around that beautiful circle with his tongue while his hand lowered between them.

She arched her back giving in to a long finger that slid under the tiny little number that she was wearing and that was soaking wet with a desire that belonged only to him.

He smiled against her ivory skin happy and lingered on his torture just a bit more, he rubbed a sensitive spot inside of her that he knew by heart and her breath became husky, she held on to the arm of the sofa as he buried a second finger inside of her.

There was the sweetest amazing cry of pleasure as he started pumping his fingers in and out of her, she was striking to watch as the growing pleasure crossed her features and he watched it all with a heavy breath, his fingers hurried her to a sweet unravel but Lord help him for being selfish, he missed her so much that he ripped her tiny thong apart and took her with one hard thrust while she was still lulling from her high.

He buckled his hips to go deeper and while he was lodged in her vise he started moving, she was tight but so wet that easily Klaus found a continuous pace, he didn't even have to remove much out of her to keep hitting a place that she was really responsive to.

Caroline started clenching fast around him and she was undone before he could satisfy his need for her.

She smiled when he kissed her lips, he was cradling her face and she knew how ready he was to pick up a new rhythm, she also knew that it would take her longer this time to reach her orgasm and knowingly she moved her legs to rest her feet on each side of him.

Hauling back almost to a kneeling position Klaus supported the crook of her back with both hands and lifted her a bit away from the sofa, the new angle left her stretched and moaning for him, Klaus entered her again and again with a slow pace but an unstopping one.

"Caroline..." he grunted as she started clenching up around him again.

"I don't want you to stop..." she whimpered closing her eyes and enjoying the wave of sensations hitting her.

Klaus removed himself from her core and grabbed her legs, he lifted them up and rested her ankles on each side of his neck.

Caroline flustered when he penetrated her slowly, it was so sinfully good that there wasn't a chance to think of how depraved she would feel later, she just wanted to feel as much pleasure as she possibly could with him.

Moaning Caroline started touching herself, she grabbed each breast with a hand and rubbed her nipples with her thumbs.

Klaus pulled her down by her waist so that she was closer to him and on his knees he started thrusting hard and fast.

One of her hands flew to the sofa so that she could hold on and keep herself in place but the other hand moved to where she needed, while he pounded into her Caroline started rubbing her clit.

Naturally the image aroused Klaus and he started drilling her without mercy, Caroline's satisfaction came with loud cries and a raspy uncontrolled breath, her ankles buried in his shoulders.

Her orgasm was big and she curled her toes just as it flooded her, Klaus only moved twice, to ride her off and to come himself inside of her.

Shaking she smiled at him when he lowered her legs and taking his hands she sat up straddling him. "You have definitely earned a red steamy laced set, with garters and all." She said tiredly.

He kissed her on the lips while stroking her back. "I don't particularly intend to call it a day just yet, sweetheart."

"Are you perhaps trying to make your way into a red corset?" she traced his shoulders with her fingertips.

He looked at her with lust. "I can't help that I love red in you so much."

She lowered her hand to stroke him, she kissed him with a naughty tongue while her hand worked to feel him hardening up again for her. "I'll be in charge of the pace this time around." She warned him before sliding him inside of her.

She started riding him slowly, arching her back and pushing her hips forward to take all of him, this time he was the one touching her and she groaned happy that he was caressing her nipples while she moved her hips back and forth.

He knew that she liked that and he was admiring her, this was a better reunion that he could ever hoped for, softly he motioned his hand to stroke her cheek.

Before he moved his hand away Caroline gently took his wrist, he didn't require a word to know that her eyes were about to turn red and he sighed in pleasure when she started feeding.

It lasted for a minute and when she was done she licked her lips smeared with his blood. "It's your turn…" she whispered with a grave breath.

Klaus stroked her chin on his way to her neck, he moved her hair out of the way and lovingly pulled her closer.

Caroline kept her head turned a bit to the side and gripped his neck as he bit into hers, she moaned loudly and started riding him again while he fed from her, she should definitely visit more often.

Soundtrack:

Please don't say you love me – Gabrielle Aplin