The next night is Saturday night, a day off for both Klaus and Caroline, and he would never admit to anyone that he actually misses seeing her on weekends.

Klaus steps out of the car with Kol in tow, the latter continuing to talk about getting Klaus laid tonight. Klaus rolls his eyes and catches sight of familiar blonde hair walking down the street with two girls her age, talking animatedly. She wears a tight red dress that shows just enough cleavage and leg to drive him wild.

She looks up and catches his eyes, a smirk appearing on her face before she turns to her friends and tells them something. They walk in to the club without her, looking back over their shoulder as she strides up to him in deadly high black heels.

"Good evening, Caroline," he smirks as she stops in front of him. "Good evening, Klaus," she purrs, not taking her eyes from him as he absently introduces Kol with a wave of his hand. "Lovely to meet you, darling," Kol says sarcastically, "How about you take us inside and introduce me to your friends?"

"I'm sure you can get in on your own," she replies as Klaus opens the passenger's door for her and takes the keys from Kol whilst he watches with his eyebrows raised. "Damn, I should have brought Elijah," Kol mutters as he walks straight in to the club in search of the petite dark girl in the lovely emerald dress.

Caroline and Klaus can barely keep their hands off each other as she pulls him in to his apartment, their mouths frantically moving together as she shoves his jacket away from his shoulders and dropping it to the floor. He pins her against the wall and pushes her up until she can wrap her legs around his waist.

Their shoes litter the lounge, his shirt caught on the lamp in the hall, her jacket by the bedroom door and his trousers at the foot of the bed. He drops her on to the ground and slowly, teasingly, pulls down her dress. His fingers graze her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps to follow their path down to her hips.

Her eyes close on instinct as he begins sucking her neck, moving from her pulse point to her collar-bone as her dress falls to the floor. He pushes her backwards on to the bed and slips his hand under her back, unhooking her strapless bra. He uses his teeth to pull it off, tossing it across the room before kissing down her stomach to her hips. He tugs at her underwear with his teeth, humming over her wet centre and sending a shiver through her body.

He moves over her, claiming her mouth as his hungrily and almost desperately. She pushes his boxers down his legs using her feet as he pushes them both higher on to the bed. When he pulls back to look at her, he's in awe.

Her golden hair fans out around her face, waiting eyes trained on his own with a burning desire coursing through the lake blue irises. Her lips part, her chest heaving with every breath that comes to her heavily and slow.

She looks up at him when he pulls back, watching his eyes, a dark blue like the summer night's sky, trailing over her body. She doesn't blush, she can't find it in herself to blush whilst her own eyes move down his stubbled jaw and rosy lips over his broad shoulders and toned chest to his narrow waist.

Her eyes snap back up to his when he pushes open her legs and fits himself between them, hands slowly caressing her thighs. That's when they both know it's not just sex, that there's something else there and they're not ready to say it yet.

He licks his lips before sliding in to her, slow and calm compared to their previous actions. Their eyes are locked as he lifts her torso with his so they're on their knees with her straddling him.

His arm wraps around her back so tightly that their bodies are glued together and his hand splays over her ribs. His other hand moves to her hips, fingers teasingly stroking over her skin to make her shiver. He pulls her up as her arms wrap around his neck and their foreheads rest together.

When he drops her, he thrusts his hips upwards, both of them gasping at the suddenness of his movements that fill her completely. He looks up at her with hooded eyes as he continues to drop her on to his every thrust, her fingers looping in the chains around his neck with metal charms that cool her heated breasts where they lie between the two sweating bodies.

His lips pepper open mouthed kisses down her neck, sucking and licking and nipping at her creamy flesh that tastes like vanilla and strawberries. She drops her head back, her eyes closed as her stomach knots and a pleasured slime spreads over her face.

Her hands drag down his back as they find a release, her nails scratching his skin as his hands tighten around her body. Her face drops to the crook of his neck as he lies them back, pulling out of her and turning on to his back with her over him.

"Caroline?" He breathes, looking down at the beauty resting her head on his chest. "Hmm?" She mumbles tiredly as she loses herself in thought. "Go on a date with me?" He asks hesitantly. "Okay," she smiles, curling against him as he smiles up at the ceiling.

AN: I know it's not that great but I wasn't feeling it. Sorry. I'm too not-in-the-mood and people wanted it more 'romantic' or whatever and killed my mood on it. Hope you liked the end chapter, there will be no sequel or anything. Too many other stories going on.