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Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 13, 2015 18:54:22 GMT -6
She had gone off on her own, heading to New Orleans to have a meal on the fly and enjoy some uninhibited fun. Sure, she had spent time with Stefan. And they had definitely enjoyed it. But... it wasn't enough.
Blood made her hungry, for more blood and sex. And if there was one other person that understand that need... It was him.
She had heard of a masquerade ball going on at Razzoo's, and she didn't want to miss it. She checked her hair once more in the mirror and walked out of the bathroom, her head bobbing to the sound of the music.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Apr 13, 2015 19:03:25 GMT -6
He was bored and decided it would be fun to head to Bourbon. He was sure to find some drunk lass to feed on and enjoy until morning. The lights attracted him to the popping of Razzoo's, one of Bourbon street's best entertainment and dance clubs. He was handed a mask at the door and grinned, slipping it on for fun. Of course, he had his own secret agenda...he needed to speak to a certain witch and this was where she frequented. His eyes scanned the room, bodies moving against one another. Near the stage, there was a nice body moving to the techno playing and he grinned with intrigue.
Stepping closer to her, he slipped a hand on her hip and pulled her into him, leaning down to whisper into her ear. "My, my, you look tempting, don't you."
Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 13, 2015 19:08:47 GMT -6
The music had all but overtaken her, her body moving mindlessly to the sound of the music. She didn't even care about the guy that came up behind her, putting a hand on her hip and moving against her. But when he spoke, she knew who it was. And a mischievous grin came across her face.
Her voice lowered an octave, knowing he'd hear her, and she let her hips press into him as they swayed. "Do I look good enough to eat?" She chuckled huskily and turned her face a bit further away from his.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Apr 13, 2015 19:12:20 GMT -6
His brows went up and he smirked, letting his hands trail against the leather dress she wore. She wore a familiar perfume, one that reminded him of Caroline. Wishful thinking, he assumed. She moved against him and he grunted slightly, closing his eyes for a moment to make sure he didn't lose his composure.
She turned her head away from him and he heard her voice over the music, it sounded musical and light. He'd have fun with her tonight. He was feeling a bit ravenous and she may be able to sate all his hungers. He placed his lips to her ear and said low and sultry, "You do indeed look delicious...I wonder how you taste." His vampiric traits began to appear beneath his eyes and he prepared his fangs to ready himself to strike her neck.
Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 13, 2015 19:18:28 GMT -6
She could tell he was about to strike by the subtle way he pulled her closer, and just as she felt him move in, she turned around. Her finger wagged at him in a 'no no' motion, and she giggled before taking a step back.
"If you wanna bit, you're gonna have to catch me. I don't play easy to get." She winked and then took off, running as fast as she could towards the corner of the building.
It was Klaus. She knew it 100% now that she had seen his face and felt his body against hers. It was a familiar warmth, something she craved so deep down inside it was almost tangible on her tongue. As she leaned against the wall to wait for him, she continued to grin. "Come and get me," she whispered quietly before moving to the other corner farthest away from where she had just been.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Apr 13, 2015 19:23:50 GMT -6
He looked at the girl with curiosity, wondering who she was and how she knew. His eyes focused on hers, seeing familiarity. Before he could speak her name, she'd taken off like a game. Vampire blonde...Caroline Forbes. He growled and curled back his lip as he shook his head. What was she doing here? Watching her dart off into the intoxicated crowd, he began to grin and chuckled slightly. "Oh I'll get you alright, Miss Forbes..." He said low, knowing she'd hear him.
His eyes watched her move around the club. He learned her movements and ducked into the crowd, catching her wrist and spinning her into him as she tried to move East. He looked down at her and smirked. "Nice of you to visit...care to tell me why you're here?" He licked his lips, wanting to taste hers. They were a deep shade of red, something he'd never seen her in and he found it mesmerizing.
Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 13, 2015 19:29:01 GMT -6
She thought for sure she'd make it, but she didn't. He grabbed her wrist and twirled her around to him, much to her delight. She laughed and moved closer to him, pressing her body against his and twisting her hips to the music.
He still smelled just as good as she remembered, still had those lips that just begged to be kissed, those eyes that could see into the depths of your soul. And even though she tried, she couldn't look away. She leaned in closer, her lips barely a hairsbreadth away from his as she whispered, "I'm hungry. And wanted a taste of something more... wild." She grinned and leaned in to nip his bottom lip quickly before pulling away.
He had a tiny bit of blood there now, but she didn't lean in and lick it off like her mind was telling her to do. Something, in that little part in the back of her mind, said no. And for once... she listened.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Apr 13, 2015 19:38:25 GMT -6
He cocked a brow and silently wondered if she were drunk. She seemed off, unlike herself. Too playful and fun, not uptight and bossy. He grinned and licked his lips, tasting his own blood there. His eyes locked on hers and he considered his next move. Reaching out, he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the alley near the club, slamming her against the bricks of the building. Partiers passed them obliviously and he removed his mask, looking at her with this getup. Praise the gods this woman had legs of a goddess and lips of a queen. He moved closer to her and pinned her between him and the brick, slowly reaching up to remove her mask from her face.
He looked into her eyes and prayed what he saw was a facade. "I heard about your mom. My condolences." He tested the waters.
Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 13, 2015 19:45:17 GMT -6
The only sounds that came from her were soft gasps first as he grabbed her, then as he pressed her against the wall. But when he removed her mask, she let her mouth close and she chewed on her bottom lip.
Her eyes looked over his face, focusing on his lips and the slight reddish tint that still lingered there. She leaned in and dragged her tongue across his bottom lip and let out a moan.
"Mom? Oh... Yeah. No big. She's dead, gone. Whatever."
She just stared at him, her heart racing in her chest and all of her body and mind screaming to go with it.
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Apr 13, 2015 20:04:32 GMT -6
He blinked and looked at her incredulously, knowing the fears he had were confirmed in her words. She had turned off her humanity. He let out a breath and shook his head, a whisper leaving his lips. "No." Was all he said as he looked at her. His mind was buzzing from her erotic teasing tongue that had just been drug across his lower lip, but he fought to ignore it as he processed the fact that Caroline had turned off her humanity, something he loved about her.
"Why?" He reached out and grabbed her arm roughly, slamming her against the brick and met her eyes with intensity. "WHY CAROLINE!? Why did you do it!"
Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 13, 2015 20:10:50 GMT -6
She glared at him, pulling away and turning to face him. Veins appeared under her eyes and she growled as her fangs extended.
"Don't. Do That. Again."
As she took a deep breath and her eyes went back to normal, she met his gaze. Their bodies were still close, and his hand was on her shoulder as she spoke. "Why did I do it?" She shrugged and laughed before stepping away, throwing her hands in the air and twirling around. "Why? Why does anyone do anything, Klaus? My mom died a slow, painful death... because of me. Because I acted irrationally and fed her my blood. Do you know what vampire blood does to someone with cancer?"
Her eyes were filled with fire and she all but growled out the words. "Do you? It accelerates it. It KILLED HER. I KILLED HER, NIKLAUS."
She was fuming, and then with a thought.... it was gone. She laughed and shook her head. "I needed a break. And while I was shooting for a year... I'm thinking a bit longer will be nice. So..." She moved close to him again and pressed her hands against his chest, moving him around so his back was now against the building. "What are you going to do about it?"
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Apr 13, 2015 20:31:47 GMT -6
He chuckled, "Oh, really? Or what?" He challenged her but all he got in return was a confession filled with such anger and sorrow, he could see why she turned it off. It was too much for her to handle and he knew all too well the feeling over overwhelming emotions driving you to the brink of insanity. He continued to listen to her, wanting to reach out and hold her to tell her all would be okay, but this was not the same Caroline he once before could console. This Caroline had no humanity.
"Caroline..." He began but was stopped short as she spun him so that his back was against the brick. She was much more domineering and he was enjoying it, even when he knew he should not. His brows rose at her own challenge and every molecule in his body screamed to take that challenge, but he refrained. For a second.
He moved forward and crashed his lips to hers, his fingers tangling in her hair as he shoved her against the opposite wall in the alley. He pressed against her and remembered their time in the woods when she gave into the temptation he'd given her, now the tables were turned. She had tempted him into this and he was powerless to stop her charms. But in truth, he didn't want to.
Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 14, 2015 5:45:38 GMT -6
She could tell he was upset; not just by the way that he had gripped her arm and all but thrown her against the building, but also by the momentary flickering of emotion that passed over his gaze. But then....
This was the Klaus that she had hoped for. She had known when she made up her mind to go to New Orleans that she wanted to see him, that she wanted to see and hear his reaction to her not having her humanity anymore. He was vicious, killing without a thought. Now... she was, too. And she had no qualms about it.
She felt the brick start to crumble behind her back as he threw her against it, but she didn't care. She embraced the pain of it scraping the sensitive skin on her back. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist and her hands dug into his hair, tugging it harshly when he smashed his lips against hers. She pulled his head away roughly and stared into his eyes, her entire body tingling with anticipation. Her hips moved against him in small circles before she pulled him close to her and nibbled on his neck.
"It's no tree. But this is one rock and a hard place I don't mind being stuck in."
Post by Klaus Mikaelson on Apr 14, 2015 18:42:23 GMT -6
He growled low as she spoke and buried his face in her neck, inhaling the sweet jasmine smell she wore. He pulled the pin from her hair as it fell around his face and his grip on her hip tightened, pressing his body against her to show her just how hard that place was. Grinning as he pulled back to look at her, he met her eyes. It was so blank and dull from an emotionless existence. What many did not know, was he never shut his humanity off. He wanted to feel, feeling made him feel human. Made him remember why he fought and why he craved power. The mirage he put out there was all to protect his feelings and ensure that no one knew he would care. Caring made you weak.
He brushed her hair back from her face and let the stubble of his chin run over her cheek as he whispered into her ear. "Naughty Caroline...I like it." He teased her. "Tell me, have you grown so bored with yourself you've turned off the ability to feel?" He met her eyes, challenging her to dig deep into the reason she did this.
Post by Caroline Forbes on Apr 14, 2015 18:58:22 GMT -6
A groan slipped from between her lips and she pressed herself closer to him. His lips against her neck sent shivers all over her body, her hair standing on end from it.
His words, though, made her pause... just for a second. But then she focused on the feel of his breath against her ear, the soft caress of air against tiny tendrils of hair against her neck. She shivered. "I can still feel," she said quietly as she ran her hands up his back and dug her nails into his shoulders. She pressed closer against him, molding her body to his. "I feel you." She ground her hips against his. "I feel this."
She leaned in and dragged her tongue up the side of his neck, paying attention to his pulse. "What about you, Klaus? Do you feel anything? At all?"