Like a cockroach, Always Survives

4. Caroline Forbes | Don't Hide

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Soundless areas don't always mean solitude. This was something you learned the hard way. After a long day of waitressing you were beyond tense, stressed. Self pleasure was a luxury when you had a gang of supernatural friends.

Sexy supernatural friends.

If an internet visual couldn't satisfy your thirst then thinking of some of the world's hottest vampires would do. Obviously you weren't infatuated with all of your supernatural buddies...mostly Caroline Forbes. Your roommate in your shared apartment. It only made sense for you to live with a vampire after being committed to your friends' situation. Safety precautions and all in case you were ever used as bait or "casual collateral damage" as Damon put it.

However, the close proximity only fueled your inner fire for Caroline. The time you spent alone in your room was the only remedy of temporarily dousing the flames. Though, you'd leave your four walls and it would rage on, but...something had to give. It was you, you were that something, giving into your desires for the female vampire.

"Shit." You whimpered as you orgasmed for your first time that evening. You couldn't resist plunging your fingers back into your wetness though. You wished so badly that your fingers were as slender as Caroline's. Perfectly filed down like Caroline's. As soft as Caroline's. You flung your covers off of you as your body got hotter. Your other hand that wasn't occupied found your aching nub. "Yes...fuck Care." You whispered as you pictured her rubbing you torturously.

Her blonde curls would fall against your naked chest and tease your nipples with their wisps. Those bright baby blues wouldn't leave your eyesight, even as you climaxed. You wouldn't be able to tear yourself away from those ocean eyes. She'd whisper sweet nothings sometimes, other times they'd be the dirtiest things she ever dreamt of. No matter what she'd make sure to egg you on. Closer...and closer.

"Caroline!" You cried as your hips bucked up for the last time as you came.

"Y/N! What's wrong?!" You heard her voice from somewhere in the apartment. It didn't matter how fast you tried to move, because in the blink of an eye there she was in your doorway. You didn't see the door be swung open, but it definitely was. Because there stood Caroline Forbes, wide eyed, staring at your naked figure with two fingers in your sex, spread out on your bed.

"Fuck...Care, I did not know you were home. Shit." You leaned off the end of your bed and grabbed your covers clumsily, attempting to cover yourself as quick as possibe. "I-I can't really explain this all right now to you." You mumbled on picking up your panties and shorts off the floor, hoping to put them on.

"You were obviously, um, masturbating. Which is, totally fine, like, it's healthy. I just, uh, didn't know you felt that way..." Caroline seemed slightly less flustered than you, but then again she wasn't the one caught with her fingers shoved inside of herself screaming out your name.

"I just, um, let me grab my shirt," You stood off the bed to grab your shirt off of the floor, but you stepped on the covers covering your torso and it fell, revealing your nakedness. "Dammit!" You went to grab the covers, but they were pulled out of reach. Your head snapped up to look at Caroline as she had pulled them away from your hand.

"It's okay that you feel that way, Y/N. You don't have to hide it from me." You were very confused at this statement and hid your boobs in your arms.

"Excuse me?"

"I won't hide either." She dropped the covers and peeled her top off of her body. Your jaw dropped slightly at her actions. Someone decided to ditch the bra today and that someone was in fact Caroline. Her breasts were perfect perky teardrops. You'd imagined them while she was in a swimsuit, or even her sports bra, but nothing prepared you for how awestruck you'd be when they were finally unveiled to you.