A/N - This fic is very out of character for these two, but it wouldn't get out of my head and my muse had been gone for ages beforehand so I had to write it. Please let me know what you think and if you think I should continue. I have a rough idea of the story i want to write, just haven't finished it yet and am a little rusty as you lovely readers will be able to tell. Anyway, thanks for reading.
"I've done more than enough. I've shown kindness, forgiveness, pity. Because of you, Caroline. It was all for you."
Caroline stared at him. He had caused so much pain, so much heartache. For everyone. Even for his own family. And now he was stood in front of her after having almost killed her and destroying her relationship with Tyler and she should want to punch him. She should want to scream at him and hurt him, cause him pain. The kind of pain he deserved.
Instead she stared into his glorious eyes and fought the urge to grab ahold of him and let him kiss all her tears away. His gaze penetrated her for a few more seconds before he finally gave a small sigh, nodded and turned to leave.
As he walked away from her his words finally sank in. "I fear something awful has befallen your friend Bonnie." Grief surged in her stomach and she felt for a second like she was going to pass out. The senseless losses she had suffered recently had finally taken their toll and the idea of not only never seeing Tyler again, but also Bonnie, one of her best friends... A girl who herself had been through so much. It had all finally become too much to take. She needed to be held. Needed soothing words and comfort.
But her friends were somewhere across the world. She was alone. The tears finally sprang forth properly and she collapsed against the porch swing, sobbing loud enough to attract the attention of one currently-storming-away Hybrid.
Klaus froze inside as he heard the heartbroken sobs coming from the front of the Gilbert house. A feeling not unlike the one he had while watching her die rose in his chest. Fear, mixed with hopelessness and anger. Anger for the girl who had stolen his heart then danced on it at every available opportunity, yet still had the power to make him ache for her. And sorrow. Sorrow for her that she had most likely just suffered yet another loss. He knew a thing or two about loss.
But Caroline Forbes wanted nothing to do with him. This she had made very obvious with her words yesterday. He couldn't let his feelings for her weaken him any further. He needed to get home and see to his poor little brothers' body. He needed to shower and change most of all he needed to find some way to forget this ridiculous infatuation with a girl who would never want him.
Yet as her sobs grew louder, it was as though a force completely separate from him had taken over his body and made him turn around and go back towards the Gilbert residence. Before he knew what he was even doing he was cautiously approaching the baby vampire.
"Caroline, love. Don't cry."
She sniffed and turned her face up to glare at him, tears still flowing freely down her devastated face. "This is all your fault! I hate you Klaus.. I wish I had never laid eyes on you and I wish I had just let Damon throw you in the sea to rot! Just go away. Leave me alone.."
He didn't even flinch, had been expecting this response. Her words about Damon struck him as odd, but now was not the time to ask about it. So he simply nodded again and turned away from her once more. Enough rejection for one night. Only this time as he went to walk away he was suddenly attacked from behind.
Turning, he grabbed a hold of her arms. He expected to have to restrain her from hitting him, although part of him felt like letting her.
But nobody was more shocked than he was when her mouth crashed against his. His surprise made him let go of her arms as his hands rushed to bury themselves in her hair. Her mouth was relentless against his as she pressed into him, hands moving to grip his waist. She tasted like salty tears and to him it felt like heaven.
As Caroline pushed him against the wall of the house and started to shove his jacket from his shoulders, he knew he couldn't let this go on. She wasn't herself. No doubt she would regret this when she came to her senses.
Caroline felt her body blaze as though she was about to turn to ash. Kissing Klaus had been something she caught herself thinking about time and time again lately. It felt different than when he was in Tyler's body. Perhaps because she could feel his stubble rub deliciously against her skin, or the fact that he was no longer an "innocent victim" of her kiss and was thoroughly kissing her back.
Tyler had just left, and she knew this was wrong. But Klaus was here. Klaus who had always been there when she turned around, whether she wanted him to be or not. And although she wasn't quite ready to admit it to herself just yet, deep down she knew his words had affected her deeply. In this moment, all she wanted was to feel as close to him as she possibly could. Klaus, the evil Hybrid. he couldn't be killed. He would never leave her or be taken from her. She knew somehow that he wouldn't allow it.
As her tongue slid against his and her hands pushed his jacket off, she felt him tense against her. As he broke the kiss he whispered her name and she immediately silenced him by bringing her lips back to his.
Klaus could feel something inside of him soaring. The rejection and the loneliness of the past 1000 years and the grief of watching his poor brother die were slipping away as this fiercely glorious kisser attacked his mouth with hers again. Their lips moved in perfect sync, her hips pinned him against the house and though he could easily break free from her the urge to do so had never been there to begin with. He could still taste her tears and she clung frantically to him and he pulled away from her kiss.
She let out a small whimper at the loss and immediately quieted when he kissed her tears on each side of her face, with a gentle kiss to her mouth in between.
His fingers brushed her hair out of her face as they gazed at each other. They stood there, her leaning against him, his hand cupping her face and the other around her waist, holding her to him.
For what felt like hours, they stared at each other.
He finally broke the silence. "Caroline, you're hurting love and I understand that. But if we carry on I will not be able to stop. Do you understand me?"
She did. As she gazed into his eyes she could see the hunger there. The need for her. If she wanted some of him tonight she would have to take all of him. He was tired and had not fed for days. The small amount of self-control he had was being tested to its limits. Caroline had witnessed that for herself when he bit her.
She could also feel his hardness pressing against her thigh and the waves of heat pulsing from her own core. She had wanted him for so long that giving into it was beyond anything she had imagined and she was pretty certain that she wouldn't be able to stop herself either if this went any further.
Giving him a small nod of acknowledgement, she raised a hand to gently touch his face. Instead of burning hatred, which was all he deserved, she felt a tenderness she would never have dreamed. His eyes blazed into hers as he leaned into her hand. Tears had appeared in them. The weight of grief and loneliness fell heavily on both of them and for long minutes they stayed that way, neither wanting to speak.
Finally, she shifted in his arms and as she did so, brushed against his straining erection. The guttural growl that escaped his lips was like anything she had ever heard. A thrill of desire shot up her spine and she leaned towards him, moving her body again. Klaus gritted his teeth against another growl as she watched, seemingly fascinated at the reaction she provoked in him.
"Love, I really wouldn't do that-" Once again, he was silenced by the lips of Caroline Forbes.
As their bodies tangled together, desperately pressing closer to one another, a car pulled up outside the Gilbert home. They both froze.
Time seemed to stand still as a car door slammed and footsteps approached the house. Neither moved a muscle.
"Caroline? Is that you?" Came the voice of Matt, her ex boyfriend.
Klaus raised an eyebrow at her. She bit her lip, indecision written on her face. But the idiot schoolboy was about to find them and Klaus took matters into his own hands. He picked her up in his arms at vampire speed and took off.
As Matt approached the house he found nothing there but a pair of jackets crumpled on the ground.
A/N - Well guys, hope you liked. This could have done with some more editing i'm afraid but tis too late now lol. Next chapter we'll see if Caroline has the guts to go with what she wants to do :)