Threesomes Are Suppose To Be Fun!

Desicions, Desicions

Caroline sat on the bed of the room Damon had assigned her and debated on whether or not she wanted to sneak out to go to the party. Damon did say he could not control her, so maybe she could just go straight through the front door and he won't mind, but she doubt it.

For some reason she had a strong urge to see Klaus, but she knew the blue eyed vampire downstairs would be too thrilled about that. Why did he even care? Well, she did in fact know he was jealous. It was painfully obvious, but she was not going to allow Damon's so called emotions get in the way of her possibly sleeping with the man she had been craving every since he left Mystic Falls.

Caroline picked out the most sexiest outfit in her bag and held to her body in the mirror. It was a thin strapped, tight black dress the went to her knees. She placed the dress on the bed and stripped until she was only in her lace, black bra and underwear. She quickly pulled the dress over her body, and grinned. The dress perfectly outline all the curves in her body and made them pop out a bit more. She placed a bit of black eye shadow that made her light blue-green eyes more noticeable. She curled her long blond hair and had let it fall down to her back. "Wow," She thought. "Not to brag but I look gorgeous."

She grabbed a small purse from another suitcase she had that matched her outfit and jumped into her black heels. She gave herself one last look over before she opened her door. She carefully made her way downstairs, and was about to reach the front door, since the stairs was close to it, but sensed another vampire standing behind her, not saying anything.

"Take a picture it'll last longer," she muttered.

"Don't think I won't," Damon said in a deep voice that could be only described as sexy. She could practically feel his smirk in his tone and she could not help but allow a small smile to creep on to her face. "So you're still going? After everything I said to you?" She rolled her eyes.

"You haven't said anything to me Damon! You just told me how jealous you were."

"Jealous?!?"

"Yes! Jealous!" He snorted.

"Let's get one thing straight, ok? Damon Salvatore doesn't get jealous. He makes other people jealous."

"Yeah, well Caroline Forbes doesn't allow strange men to tell her what to do." He whooshed towards her until he was standing right behind her breathing down her neck.

"Oh so I'm a strange man now? That's a shame." Caroline tried so hard not melt into a Barbie vampire puddle after feeling his hot breath on her neck.

"You've always been a strange man Damon," she said smoothly, despite not feeling smooth.

"And are you attracted to this strange man?" He asked, seductively. Yet there was a hint of plead in his voice for her to say yes.

"...I don't know yet," she replied honestly in murmur. "It's just all confusing." Damon understandingly. He reached out the front door knob and took a hold of it.

"Well, let me make this more difficult you. I'm going to escort you to that monster's party as my date." Caroline groaned.

"How's that going to make it less difficult for me?!?"

"Well, you didn't have to make the decision. I made it for you." He swiftly turned to knob and swung the door open. Caroline grasper st the sight of what was on the other side of the door.

Klaus was wearing a blue shirt with black jeans and a leather jacket. Not only that, but he wore a proud smile that made Caroline heart skip a beat. That was until what she saw was in his hand. He was clenching on to the fiery red hair of Betty.

"Found this vampire sneaking about on your property." A low growl came from the back of Damon's throat.

"Let. Her. Go." Klaus tilted his head.

"Hello eldest Salvatore," he greeted. "Is this your girl?"

"That my friend." He stated, putting emphasis on friend. "If anyone my girl, it would Caroline." Caroline blushed fiercely and lowered her gaze. Damn Damon and his ability to make her flush. Klaus squinted his eyes at him and release Betty's hair. She fell to the ground and began panting angrily. She whooshed into the house and hid behind Damon.

"That's funny. Last time I check, Caroline and I were nothing short of intimate." Damon scoffed.

"You're nothing special Klaus, trust me. One night with me and I can assure you Caroline would not even be able to crawl to you." Caroline eyes widen and her pale vampire face managed to become a bright shade of red.

"Damon!!!" He smirked and stepped closer to her. Klaus's grin faltered for a second but he quickly picked it back up.

"Caroline, I came here to tell you that I had cancel the party." His eyes fell down to her outfit that cling onto her perfectly shaped body. "It's a shame really. I would have loved to see you dance in that outfit of yours."

"It is a shame," she sighed. "I was hoping to get drunk enough to forget that I was in this shithole of a state." He grin grew wider at her dry humor.

"That does not mean that we can not have a party of our own."

"What do you mean?" She asked softly.

"Yeah what do you mean?" Damon asked roughly.

"Well I'm merely suggesting that the two of us go to a bar not far from here."

"And by the two of us do you mean Caroline and I?"Damon interrupted.

"No I mean Caroline and I. You can go back to hanging out with you fuckbuddy. Betty was her name?" The red head hissed at him, turned around and stomped away. "So what do you say, Caroline?" Caroline really wanted to go with Klaus to see what might happened, but she could feel herself growing more attached to Damon, despite her reluctancy to acknowledge the spark between them. She could not, for the life of her, make a proper decision.

"Sure, I'll bite." She agreed. Klaus smirked. "But only if Damon gets to come." His smirk dropped and a smirk formed on Damon's face.

"Well." Damon said. "Let's go then."