"I hate you," she hisses viciously against his neck, her fangs grazing over the flesh and deliciously tempting him as he pins her against the wall of her living room. His hips hold her firmly in place, determined to keep her there while his hands freely slip under her blouse.

"How cruel you are Caroline," he smirks, watching as a scowl forms on her face, "and here I was beginning to think you'd altered your perception of me," he chuckles against her ear, making her tremble against her will.

Klaus moves his face so that he is inches away from her, his eyes burning holes on her face and she hopes that he isn't aware of the blush on her cheeks. She notices the way their noses touch and the way his lips brush over hers and she thinks he might kiss her, but he moves away to kiss her neck instead.

He was teasing her, taunting her.

"Never," she snaps as she frantically slips the leather jacket off of his shoulders and onto the floor.

Caroline despises him. She would never acknowledge him as anything more than a cruel villain who tortured her and her friends, for months. She was tired of him threatening them and ruining their lives. So she chose to call him today and give him a piece of her mind. But with the constant seductive passes he was sending her way and that irresistible smirk on his face, he was making it really difficult for her. A few harsh words thrown around the room wasn't even enough as they ended up pressed against each other.

"I hate you," she huffs angrily as he kisses and licks the skin between the valley of her breasts.

She hates the way his lips set her skin on fire.

His hands tear at her cardigan, sending tiny buttons flying everywhere and she glares at him as he whispers promises in her ear to buy her a new one. Klaus pulls her blouse over her head so that she is only in her pink lacy bra. He wastes no time, quickly unclasping her bra, his gaze never leaves hers as it falls to the ground and she is left topless in front of him. She watches as he licks his lips hungrily and his eyes darken, taking both of her breasts in his hands. She flinches as Klaus squeezes them, pinching and rubbing her nipples with the pads of his thumbs, earning a moan from Caroline.

"I do—oh," she pants, arching her body as he leans down to capture one of her nipples in his mouth and sucking greedily on it, his tongue caressing the hardened nub.

"Mhmm," he replies like he doesn't believe her, taking the other nipple in his mouth, giving it the same attention while massaging the other.

"I hate...you," she struggles to convince him and there is less venom in her voice now as he attacks her neck, trailing kisses up her chin and jaw, her body reacting perfectly to every kiss.

She hates the desire she has that burns for him, hates herself for it. She shouldn't be doing this, but she needed to. He pushed his way into her head, every dirty thought, she thought of him, filling her mind and body as she pleasured herself night after night. She needed to get him out of her head, immediately.

Caroline wastes no time as she slips her hands under his henley, running her hands up his chest and pulling his shirt over him, throwing it carelessly on the floor. She reaches for his belt, frantically unbuckling him and unzipping his pants, her hand reaches for the bulge and she rubs him through his boxers.

"Easy love," he chuckles darkly, his voice low and hoarse, "I'm not going anywhere. I'm all yours."

"Shut up," she whispers harshly, roughly latching her mouth onto his as she kisses him to keep him from talking. He responds almost immediately as he ravishes her mouth, swallowing her breathy moans. He tastes like everything she thought he would, like whiskey and heaven and she wanted more.

She wraps her hand possessively around his neck, pushing him into her more, deepening their passionate kiss. He slips his tongue between her lips and their tongues battle for dominance. He bites her bottom lip as his hand dives into her skirt and Caroline's hips buck under his touch, his fingers slipping into her soaking panties.

He groans when he realizes just how ready she is for him. Their kiss turns sloppy when Klaus continues to pay attention to the heat between her legs. Running a finger across her slit, she rubs herself almost frantically on his hand, desperately wanting release and Klaus relishes in the little moans that come out of her mouth as he teases her.

He smirks as she parts her legs for him and he enters two fingers inside of her. Caroline gasps, clutching his shoulders for support as he slowly pumps in and out of her. She follows his rhythm and balances herself on him as she rides his fingers. Klaus pumps faster when he sees her shut her eyes and part her lips. Her moans grow louder each thrust and he can feel her convulse around his fingers. He presses on her clit with his thumb and she cries out as a wave of ecstasy washes over her.

She hates that he could make her feel this good with his fingers, hates that she can't wait for him to be inside of her, to fill her up and make her come harder.

Klaus pulls his fingers out of her and licks them. He holds her gaze and she could almost feel the strokes of his tongue where his fingers had been. She grabs his hand and sucks herself off of him, watching him carefully as she takes his finger in her mouth. He growls in response and pulls his fingers out, replacing it with his lips. Caroline claims every inch of him and she feels somewhat satisfied as she tastes herself on him. He grabs her hair and pulls her to him to deepen their kiss. His tongue slides in and out of her as she curses him for being so goddamn talented. And she wasn't talking about his art.

Wanting to feel every inch of her perfection, he pulls her body closer to him.

"R-Room—" she pants as she leaves his mouth to kiss his jaw, the stubble on his face tickling her.

"What?" is all Klaus can say as he continues to undress her.

"Take me to my room," she moans, almost begging him as she gracefully throws both legs over his hips so that she was hanging onto him. Klaus holds onto her thighs, quickly leading them to her bedroom.

Caroline doesn't know how but she finds herself completely naked as Klaus throws her on the bed, quickly crawling on top of her as he kicks off his pants and boxers, revealing just how hard he was for her. Caroline bites her lip to suppress a moan. Seeing just how much he wanted her, she could feel herself becoming wet at the sight of him.

Klaus leans down to kiss her lips, his hands running over every inch of her he can reach and the resistance to bury himself inside of her was quickly crumbling away. She roughly pushes him away as she flips them over so that she is straddling him. Caroline throws her hair back, her curls falling over her shoulders carelessly. He smirks at the sight of her. Klaus loves her like this: coming undone, so raw, so beautiful. She might have been a goddess her past life, he thinks. He makes sure to permanently seal this sight of her in his memory forever.

Klaus shifts her slightly so that she is resting against his arousal. The tip of him pressing against her clit, making her groan. He hisses when she takes him in her hands, stroking him gently from the base to the tip. Caroline guides him, easing herself onto him in a painfully slow manner and the tortured look on his face fills her with joy.

He tries to choke out a curse as she finally takes him in, rocking her hips and meeting his thrusts, grinding in all the best possible ways. Caroline cries out as he moves in and out of her, hitting all of the right places. She smirks when his face twists in pleasure, proud of herself that she can successfully get the original so worked up.

Klaus hears her laugh at him and it's beautiful that she thinks she's the one in control. He would have her begging by the end of the night.

He catches her off guard when he pulls out of her, making her gasp and cry out in frustration at the sudden stop of pleasure and friction. He flips them over and watches the lust dancing in her eyes, her face flushed and her breathing rapid. Klaus holds both her arms in one hand over her head as he pins her down, enjoying how she was breaking with need every second.

"I hate you," she glares up at him, knowing she doesn't have the strength to fight back. He rubs the tip of him against her entrance and he smirks triumphantly when Caroline whimpers in response. She shudders in anticipation as he slowly enters her, teasing her. He eases himself in and out of her, excruciatingly slow and then stops when her hips lift up to meet him.

"Don't stop," she begs and he notices the sense of urgency in her voice, her body shaking with need. He questions his own restraint and wonders how he's lasted this long.

"What do you want, Caroline?" he murmurs against her lips, playing with her nipples.

"I—uhn," she groans when he enters her again but he pulls out before she can fully enjoy his thrusts.

"I want you," she arches her hips to grind against him, "I want you to fuck me until I pass out," she replies through shallow pants, making him groan loudly in response. He lets her arms go and pulls her legs over his shoulder as he roughly thrusts into her.

"Oh my god," she cries as he buries himself deep inside of her. He fills her up completely, like they were made for each other.

She hates that he knows exactly what she wants.

He drives deeper into her, pleasure filling her to the core as she meets his every thrust. He leans to capture her mouth in a passionate kiss and Caroline plunges her tongue into his mouth when he hits the right spot, making her cry out his name. She loses herself every time he slams into her core and she swears she sees stars in her vision when he pounds into her. He's so big and so good, so perfect.

She hates that he's so good at this.

Soon their rhythm picks up as Caroline's hips frantically meet his. Klaus' grunts turn her on even more and her hands grab his body like her life depended on it. His body hot against hers, he moans when he feels her walls tighten around him. He leans down to kiss the skin above the vein in her neck, licking the spot before she feels his fangs sink into her. The bite is painful but it is also euphoric, filling her with bliss as she comes undone.

"Klaus!" she screams as she throws her head back, Caroline explodes into a thousand pieces and her body clutches his as she convulses around him. Her body trembles from her orgasm while blood spills from her wound. Klaus continues to thrust into her as he drinks her blood, blood that is worth more than gold to him. He licks every bit, making sure not to waste one drop of it.

He drives into her one last time with a loud groan and comes at the taste of her blood, finding his own release and spilling into her. Caroline watches at how wonderful he looks as he comes inside of her, his face filled with pleasure and satisfaction.

Klaus kisses her on the lips, a goofy smile sits on his face that's just too infectious not to smile back at him.

Caroline wanted sex, not gentle sex, but rough sex and she got it. She hates how happy and satisfied they both feel. And she hates how he knows just where to kiss and suck and fuck her but she loves it and she hates that about him. She hates that she got a taste of what it was like to sleep with him, to be with him, with the goal to abandon him, but all she can think about is how she wants more.

Hey! So what'd you guys think? I got a little carried away with the smut, but I'm satisfied with how it turned out. I couldn't help it, it's been more than a year that I haven't seen my babies. It seemed like it was just yesterday when they professed their love to each other in the woods and banged in the forest.

Anyways, how did it make you feel? Hopefully hot and heavy! ;) Let me know what you guys think. Reviews are very much appreciated. Thanks!