Re: The Shop Stalls: Caroline/Klaus
And when people said the gift of vampirism was lost on the young ones... Even when she had been a human, Caroline's fire had attracted him to her, and it was not even slightly dulled now. Though his flesh and her hands were both cold, Klaus could swear he felt that fire as they came in contact with one another.
The tear of his zipper was about the patience he had for remaining at her beck and call. A low growl sounded in the back of his throat, and his grip upon her became harder as he spun her around, forcing her back against the tree as his hands did quick work of her pants as well, pulling them down all while his gaze bore holes into her own.
"Forgive me, love..." he practically groaned against her lips, pressing his obvious hardness against her. "But I must ask..." The vampire trailed a line of kisses hot down her neck in a slow, deliberate line. "What is it you want? In this exact moment. I'd like you to tell me." The smirk on his lips was obvious as he teased her.