A Way Out

Chapter 2

Klaus softly stroked Caroline's blonde locks as she slept next to him. He marveled at the way the sun illuminated her bare shoulders. The angelic look on her sleeping face was at complete odds with the demon he had witnessed last night. He went over the night's events in his mind.

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Caroline stood before him holding the vampire's heart in her hands. Klaus looked at it, then at her, then back to the heart. After a thousand years, Klaus didn't shock easily but this turn of events was definitely not expected. In as flat a tone as he could manage, Klaus said,

"What are you doing here?"

In as equally flat a tone, Caroline replied, "I was in town, wanted to say hand just happened to see you chasing a guy. I could see you weren't too pleased with him so I killed him. You're welcome."

Klaus looked her over. She was wearing a black dress and pearls, like she had been at a funeral but was barefoot but for her stockings. Her face was smeared all over with blood and her vampire face was on. The black bulging veins surrounding her darkened eyes starkly contrasted with the paleness of her skin under the blood. The disturbing thing was that her facial expression was completely blank. Klaus knew that something was terribly wrong with her. That was why he brought her back to his house. He led her upstairs to a bedroom and left her alone to clean herself up. He retired to his own room next door. Everything in Klaus wanted to ask her what was wrong but he had his own suspicions about that and if he was right, a late night conversation would not make it all better.

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Caroline looked around the room Klaus had left her in. It was nice, if a bit impersonal. There was a queen-sized bed, a boudoir, a closet and a plasma tv on the wall facing the bed. French doors opened onto an expansive opera-style balcony. Caroline would check that out tomorrow. She made her way to the closet and swung the carved mahogany door open.

How could she have ever thought the room was impersonal? The closet was chock full of clothes, all in her size and all things she would actually wear. Everything from casual wear to ball gowns was there. After glancing at everything, she pulled out an oversized tee shirt and threw it on the bed. She then pulled off her own crumpled clothes and went into the adjoining bathroom.

Within minutes, she was luxuriating under the warm jets of the shower. She has been so blindly ecstatic the last few days, gorging herself on blood that she had forgotten how horrific she must look. As the red water ran down her legs and pooled at her feet, she went over her plan in her head.

After seeing how the Salvatores had been on Elena's back when she had flipped her switch, she knew she could not be a de-humanified vamp in Mystic Falls. She went on a bit of a road trip then came to New Orleans hoping Klaus still felt enough for her to let her stay at his place. She wasn't really about that nomad life. If that didn't work, she still had a few tricks up her sleeve. She had already started by killing that vamp that had pissed him off.

Her mom dying had been the last straw. Just before she had turned her humanity off, Caroline remembered that empty, aching hole that lived in her chest. She remembered all the times the fact that her mom was dead hit her afresh and with that, a wave of loss and despair so severe it felt like it was drowning her. Caroline didn't want to deal with that. She couldn't deal with that.

As the last of the blood washed off and she turned off the shower, Caroline reached for a towel and patted herself dry. As she stepped out of the shower, she thought, 'And commence Phase 2..."

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Klaus was about to fall asleep when he felt something brush his ear as slight pressure was applied to his cock. Startled, he jumped out of bed and pinned his attacker to the wall with vampiric speed.

Seeing that his "attacker" was nothing but a naked Caroline, Klaus let her go. He unabashedly looked at her body. Her body was slightly damp still and it made her already tempting body look so lush. The way the curve of her breast drew attention to her slender waist and firm hips...Klaus snapped himself out of it and looked Caroline in the face. Her bloody, vampire face was gone but that unnerving blank expression was still in place.

As he confusedly mumbled, "Caroline, what..." Caroline was doing some body appreciation of her own.

Klaus was wearing loose, grey sweatpants and no shirt so his smooth muscles were fully in display. Caroline slowly raised her hand and rested them on his firm chest muscles. Squeezing slightly, she brought them down to his stomach and then dipped one hand into the waistband of his pants

Still confused, Klaus took a step back and held his arms out to stop her. Ignoring him, Caroline pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him. Not waiting to give him another chance to talk, she pressed her lips to his and ground her hips hard against his pelvis. As her tongue broke through his lips and their tongues engaged in that sweet battle for dominance, Klaus began to caress her breasts. He pulled away from her lips and turned his own to her pert, pink nipple. Every tug of his soft lips, every lave of his tongue sent a wave of warmness to her center. Caroline threw her head back and moaned with pleasure. She hadn't felt this good in a long time but she couldn't allow him to drag this out.

Pulling his pants down slightly and freeing his erect penis, Caroline rose up and positioned herself above it. Klaus' groan of pleasure as she impaled herself on his turgid length only aroused her more. Caroline had to go slowly at first; Klaus stretched and filled her like no other before. But once she had taken all of him and acclimatized, she rose back up and slid down again more quickly, trying to get a rhythmn. Klaus held her hips and guided her. He watched her ride him and thought he had never seen a sight more glorious. The way she enjoyed him with such reckless abandon, throwing her head back and moaning his name, the way her body rippled with every movement on his cock, was bringing Klaus closer and closer to the edge. As loathe as he was not to see her climax, he closed his eyes as he found his own relief, letting the waves of ecstasy her body was giving him rock through his body and send him to a place of absolute bliss.

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Now that he was no longer distracted by the whirlwind of pleasure that was Caroline Forbes' body, Klaus could now turn his mind to more serious matters, like why Caroline was acting so unlike herself, and how or if she would fit into his life here, what with Hayley and Marcel...he shook himself. It was too early to be thinking this way. Why couldn't he just enjoy the moment and not think about the future?

He was then torn from his reverie by the shrill chirp of a call phone.