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Just A Taste - Act 1	By : SpecialFX Category: S through Z > Vampire Diaries Views: 25954 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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TITLE: Just A Taste
AUTHOR: MidKnight
ACT: 2 of 3
FANDOM: The Vampire Diaries
SHIP: Klaus / Caroline
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: A couple, Season Three & Four
SYNOPSIS: WARNING: HERE BE SPOILERS – SEASON 3 & 4. Klaus has wanted a taste of Caroline for too long and finally just takes one.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to the people who created them and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first Vampire Diaries Fic; I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies.
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ACT TWO
"I believe, My Dear, it's time we took this upstairs." He noted before, with a burst of speed, he disentangled himself from her and stood up leaving her lying across the sofa. He bit back an animal growl of lust as part of him really didn't want or need to stop or bother moving location as he looked at her enticing, fire-lit figure and his cock throbbed in his boxers, his erection testing the material that imprisoned it. He could have simply torn her clothes off and taken her for the first time, right then and there and he flexed his fingers while considering how good claws were for ripping clothes, but he other plans for her. Her breasts heaved prettily in her partially exposed brassier. Strictly speaking vampires didn't need to breath and so couldn't become breathless, but it seemed some old human habits were hard to break. He found it quaint and kind of liked it. He licked his lower lip and offered her his hand having conquered the urge to simply take her hard and fast, he intended to explore and savor.
She took his hand and he helped her to her feet and pulled her tight against him with a burst of speed and strength. He grunted and then chuckled as with a burst of speed and strength of her own, she pushed him back into the nearby wall and pressed her lips to his and into a hungry, bruising kiss. He let the growl ripple up his throat and into her mouth before he used the same maneuver to push her up against a wall closer to the staircase. He was stronger than her, but didn't exert the slight effort to stop her while enjoying her enthusiastic participation as they rolled each other along in fits and bursts against the wall leading up the stairs, kissing, groping, grinding and rattling the paintings as they went.
Klaus guided them to the open door of his bedroom and pinned her to the frame. Her pulse raced under his lips as he nuzzled and sucked at the side of her throat before testing it lightly with his teeth. He let her push him away and against the opposite side of the frame and then made to rush off into his bedroom. He let her, but caught her hand and stopped her from going any further. "Slow down, Caroline." He instructed and with a yank spun her so that he held her with his arm around her throat and her back against his chest. He groaned as she wriggled her firm behind against his crotch. "Enjoying yourself?" He enquired against the shell of her ear before nipping her earlobe.
"Just making the best of a fucked-up situation." She responded boldly, but moaned heavily as he let his hand slide into the open front of her blouse to capture and fondle a lace-clad breast while he ran the other lower to cup and rub her crotch.
"Fair enough." He noted as he walked them into the room and in front of the freestanding, full-length and ornately carved wooden-framed mirror. "Brahm Stoker and his stupid myths about vampire's not having reflections. If they were true I would not be able to see and enjoy this." He informed her as he directed her gaze to the mirror while he undid the rest of the buttons on her blouse while leisurely exploring the skin he uncovered.
Klaus kissed the curve of one creamy shoulder and then the other as he removed her blouse and let it fall to the floor. "Kick your shoes off." He told her and after a moment she complied. He watched as the hands of her reflection clenched and then relaxed at her sides as he ran his middle finger down the shadowed valley of her cleavage while his thumb flicked one of the peaks her stiffened nipple made in the lacy material of her bra's cup. She gasped softly as his eyes turned golden and feral when he willed one of his nails into a razor sharp claw and with a flick cut the material between the cups.
The cups fell away to reveal her firm globes and the dusky pink areola and slightly darker pebbles of her erect, swollen nipples. He took a deep breath and let it out with an appreciative sound as he surveyed their magnificent reflection. "You have very nice breasts." He complemented her and it amused him to see the young vampire blush prettily, but she still shrugged her ruined undergarment off her shoulder to let it tumble to the floor between them. He explored and lightly caressed the smooth curved of her breasts with the backs of his fingers and fingertips, teasing her, staying just clear of her taut, sensitive nipples and drawing little breathy noises from her.
Her trim, flat belly quivered under his other hand before he attacked the snaps of her jeans. He undid the first, but the second made the mistake of being stubborn and a moment later it ricocheted off the mirror, shortly followed by the other two. The pale pink of her panties contrasted with the dark blue denim of her jeans. He toyed with the waistband for a moment and then her breath hitched as he dipped his hand into her panties. He let the tips of his fingers drag through the soft down of her pubes and across the skin beneath making her twitch and spread open her stance in anticipation of where his fingers were heading.
His dick lurched, the material of his boxers rough against its sensitized skin as he found her wet, swollen and open. He teased her, caressing her folds and her entrance, but without entering her. "Push your pants down." He instructed and without hesitation and a little shimmy that had his throbbing manhood tingling, she shoved her jeans off her hips and down her thighs until gravity took hold of them and they fell to the floor. She stepped out of them and kicked them aside while spreading her legs further to give him more access. She made a wonderfully sexy little mewling sound as she rocked against his hand as he explored the length of her dewy folds and ground his palm over the pleasure point of her clit. The lace of her panties rippled and stretched in the mirror as he pleasured her. "Do you like this?" He asked in a low whisper, not really expecting an answer, as he made her gasp and stiffen as he slid two fingers inside her while rolling and then pinching and stretching her nipple at the same time.
Her snug, but wet and slippery channel clutched at and flexed around his probing digits as he slowly explored her. He nipped and sucked at the side of her neck, but kept his eyes on her reflection, feeling and watching her deliciously erotic reactions as he sawed his fingers in and out of her. She started to undulate slowly to the rhythm of his ministrations as he stopped exploring and started to concentrate on pleasuring her. His balls tightened, but he distracted himself with the enjoyable task of cataloguing her sexy reactions. He played her body like the magnificent instrument it was, drawing a symphony of joyous sound from her lips while she grew wetter and wetter around his fingers. He had told her that he had learned a few things during his lengthy life and he intended to show her the truth of that statement.
Klaus let his thumb trace the ridge of her clit's sheath with even pressure to find, flick and roll the sensitive bundle of nerves it had sheltered while at the same time curling his fingers to caress that special place inside her that he had been deliberately skirting.
"Oh God!" She exclaimed on a ragged breath and then cried out as her body tensed, her legs clamped on his hand and her sex around his fingers while she shook and shuddered with the flood of ecstasy he caused by making her climax. Her hands grabbed two handfuls of his trouser legs and twisted them. While, her head pressed into his shoulder and thrashed slightly from side to side with her hair tickling his neck and cheek as with practiced little adjustment in positioning and pressure from his fingers, he kept causing her orgasm to spike back to full intensity drawing further cries from her and making her buck back into vibrating attention against him.
He heard the material of his trousers rip as she continued to shudder against him and she sort of squeaked. "St... St... Stop... P... P... Please." She finally managed to plead in a deliciously breathy, sexy, stuttered whimper and he relented, stilling his hands to let her ride out her orgasm. "Wha... What... How... You... That... How?" She panted after she finally sagged and relaxed against him and he just chuckled in answer. Her hair was an unruly golden halo around her flushed face and the reflection of her eyes were bright and a little wild with a mixture of desire, shock, awe and just a hint of fear, but it wasn’t of him.
“I told you, a long life and many things learned.” He answered with a smug grin. She twitched and groaned when he slowly wriggled his fingers inside her to stroke her sopping, steamy sex as it rippled and pulsed around them. The spicy perfume of her arousal tantalized his nose as it swirled around them. He nipped at her shoulder and then kissed it.
"Is that something you will want to forget?" He asked her pointedly with a raised eyebrow accompanying his smug grin she couldn't help but see in the mirror. Her full lips parted to deny him, but her eyes filled with worry and they shut again without a word and he chuckled again. "And, Caroline... My Sweet Caroline, sunrise is still quite a ways away." He reminded her and made her suck in a sharp breath as he once again started to fondle and caress her. He waited for some snide comeback or protest, but instead Caroline's hand rose and her fingers dug into his hair before she turned and craned her head to find his lips. She was getting a little confident and although he enjoyed the result of that confidence, he still had to maintain his dominance. He let go of her breast and extricated his hand from her panties before suddenly stepping back and away from her.
"What the hell!?!" She yelped, stumbling slightly as he withdrew all his support.
His fingers glistened with her cream and he made a show of sucking them clean with relish and licking his lips. "Get on the bed." He commanded as if that was the only reason he required and she frowned at him as she slowly complied. Klaus smiled to himself as he succeeded in keeping Caroline off balance while he hungrily drank in her near-nakedness as she gracefully, but hesitantly settled on the foot of the bed, eyeing him nervously. "All the way." He further instructed with a shooing motion of his hand, as she remained perched on the edge. "And, if you like those panties, you might want to remove them now, before I rip them off." He warned her casually as he started to strip and she finally scooted onto the bed proper.
His fingers froze on the waistband of his boxers as with a groan his dick lurched and strained against the tent it made of them as she arched her shapely ass off the linens of his bed and undulated while she peeled the last piece of her clothing down her legs and off her feet to leave her naked on his bed. "You're making it very hard for me to be a gentleman, Miss Forbes." He informed her as he too freed himself from the last of his clothes. He stood in front of her in all his rampant glory and watched a smart retort die on her lips as they fell open with a soft "Oh" and she blinked as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
"You... You're huge." She noted in an awed, fascinated whisper as she sat up and then moved onto all fours to crawl back to the foot of his bed with unconscious, sexy feline grace.
Klaus fleetingly wondered how many lovers Caroline had had. He was thick and above average, but not excessively so, yet he was obviously the largest she had encountered. He also realized, that at least to Caroline Forbes, size did matter. He just managed to remain relaxed and unaffected looking instead of striking a proud pose as he changed his game plan to see where her obvious fascination would lead. "If you say so." He responded non-chalantly even as the tip of his curved cock tapped lightly against his abdomen with the beat of his heart. "You have wondered about what it would be like to be with a well-endowed man?" He enquired as she came to a halt and balanced on her knees at the foot of the bed in front of him.
Her eyes flicked up to his for a mere moment and then went back to his manhood as she licked her lips nervously and nodded her admission. " So you have curiosities after all. And, this is a curiosity I will gladly satisfy for you, Caroline." He informed her instead of uttering the quip about Tyler's inadequacies that had come to mind. He kind of enjoyed the enchantment she seemed to have with his size and the way it seemed to cut through her inhibitions, so he did not wish to break the spell. He could see her lips twitch with the need to respond, to defend or deny, but she remained quiet and still, staring. Her eyes flicked back up to his as he stepped a little closer and took her hand. He started its journey across the space between them and then released it to let it continue on its own.
He breathed out heavily with a soft groan, his eyes closing to slits and the small of his back twitched as her fingers wrapped warmly around his throbbing maleness. He swallowed to wet his suddenly dry throat as her hesitance faded and she started to explore his length and girth. Her fingers felt like heated silk and he throbbed against her slowly twisting grip as it milked lubrication from him in clear, heavy, slippery dollops. She collected them, caressing the pointed head of his cock before again skimming his length. The delightful sensation made his balls tighten and he fought the urge to thrust into the pressure of her fist.
Her head was tilted to the side, her hair a blonde cascade around her face as she intently studied and catalogued the journey of her hand with the tip of her tongue just peeking out between her lips in rapt concentration. He had once told her that he would show her the wonders of the world and as he watched she showed him one instead. Caroline's hot breath bathed him for a moment and before her hair slid forward to hide her face, he saw and felt her lips engulf him. She suckled at the head of his dick, her tongue slithering along his skin to send electric tingles crawling down his length and into his groin.
His hands rose and trembled above her golden hair, as she took a little more of him into her mouth, but not enough for his liking although it felt really good. He clenched his hands into fists as her lips tightened around him and her cheeks hollowed slightly as she experimentally sucked at him and her tongue added a swirling caress around his dick head. He took a deep steadying breath and let it out slowly while relaxing his hands before he used them to gently sweep her hair out of her face. She reached out and placed a splayed hand on his chest to keep her balance as she leaned further forward to take him deeper and slowly start to bob her head. She continued to stroke and squeeze the part of him that wasn't in her mouth while her fingers flexed against his chest as she gave him slow, rhythmic, pleasurable head.
Klaus buried his fingers in her hair in part to keep the blonde curtain from obscuring the wonderful sight of her lips stretched around him as it slid up and down his cock, and partially to massage her scalp and use the interaction as a much needed distraction. Surges of pleasure arched into him when her cheeks hollowed and as she dragged her lips upward or plunged them down with wet steamy friction and, slithering, slurping gurgles. Her technique wasn't world class, and he had enjoyed some of the most skilled courtesans of several eras, yet he found it was quite refined and a welcome surprise for her relative youth. He wasn't sure if it was her hesitance about his size or that she knew her limits, but she didn't try to take on more of them than she could handle. And, he made no attempt to interfere beyond the slow; controlled, thrusting undulation of his hips in response to the pleasure she was giving him, which she took in her stride with ease.
"If you keep that up, you're going to be tasting my seed very shortly." He warned her as her oral ministration sped up to build the tension in his nuts and challenged his control, and all she did was seem to suck harder and stroke faster. He was suspicious by nature and a thought occurred to him that maybe that was her plan. For, all her innocence, he knew she could be devious when she wanted to. She might be hoping to finish him with her mouth, to have it over and done with, but she would be in fro a surprise. He grinned to himself and throwing his head back with a silent howl, surrendered as she drew up and he let his seed spurt into her mouth. The surrender and release felt wonderful and his body shook slightly as the pleasure radiated outwards from his crotch. She sort of flinched against his hands, but took no other action to break his gentle yet unyielding hold on her head. She swallowed down every drop and then continued to lightly nurse and swirl her tongue around his tip even after he let his hands fall away.
He was breathing heavily, but steadily as he rode out the waves of delight his release sent shivering up his spine and throughout his nervous system. He watched as she lifted her head and his wet, glistening dick head popped free of her lips. A thin string of spittle continued to connect her lips to his manhood until her tongue snipped it as it made a slow circuit and she smiled shyly up at him. He cupped her cheek and ran his thumb lightly over her lips before cupping the other and pulling her up as he leaned forward to capture her lips. Her eyes widened and she squeaked softly as he kissed her deeply and without hesitation. He could taste himself on her lips and in her mouth as his tongue wrestled hers into willing submission.
He kissed her until she once again fell into the leftover trait of her humanity of becoming breathless and then withdrew, but still held her close. "You're still hard." She noted and her tone did not hold the chagrin or disappointment he had expected, but instead, sounded pleased and excited. He was surprised to feel a twinge of guilt at his suspicion, but only a twinge and only for a moment.
"You're still beautiful and I still want you, so why would I not be?" He gave her an offhanded compliment and flippantly restated his desire. Her body tensed and he could see nervousness and guilt warring with growing lust, passion and need in her eyes as she seemed to recover from her lapse into truly enjoying what they were doing before they lowered from his. The edge of her straight white teeth worried at her kiss-swollen lower lip and he could only guess at the inner dialogue going on in her head, but he gave her the time to have it.
Caroline nodded almost imperceptibly before her eyes returned to his. He could have happily drowned in the cool blue depths of her eyes as she stared into his eyes boldly, the tension of her body changing against his. "Then, take me." She offered and commanded in a sultry whisper that made his erection lurch against the skin of her flat belly. Her words spoke directly to the animal lust he had been carefully keeping under control and penned up, which made his response a rumbling, teeth-baring growl of pure desire.
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