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Because she was a teenager. She was a 17 year old girl with an emotionally distant mother, an absent father who left for his husband, her two best friends rarely took her seriously, she was abused and compelled by Damon (which her friends knew about yet did nothing until later) and Matt, who was supposed to be her boyfriend, was still in love with Elena and couldn’t devote himself fully.

She was 17 and had no one to turn to, she had no true friends or an actual parental figure. She was a pawn in their games for ages, in season 2 she was being manipulated and abused by Katherine as a baby vampire. Once again, her 2 supposed best friends were aware of this.

She was seen as a blonde distraction for Klaus, yet he was the only one who saw past the mean girl cheerleader bully everyone made her out to me and saw the girl beneath the facade - the girl who simply longed to be loved.

But also, she was the perfect representation of a teenage girl. She was blunt, but most teenagers tend to be. She gossiped, she cheered but she had deeply rooted insecurities like most girls do. She was a realistic teenage girl in the midst of supernatural drama and people over look it frequently.

Here's what I wrote for Klaroline Fanfic Week @klarolinefanficweek Week 2 [April 6-April 12, 2025] – Historical.

This one-shot is inspired by Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story. *Shout-out to my sister for helping me with this!!🫶*

Lady Caroline had planned to flee her arranged marriage by climbing a garden wall, not by falling into the arms of the very duke she intended to escape. But one afternoon stroll, a rose and a longing stare later and she found herself questioning everything. How could she run from a man who made staying feel like……freedom?

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“Well, that was quite the performance.” he drawled, nodding toward the wall.

Caroline scrambled to her feet, brushing dirt off her gown. “I—” She stammered while observing him. “You’re one of the servants, aren’t you?”

His brows lifted. “Am I?”

Hi, Ive been scrolling AO3 for an actual entire night looking for this specific Klaroline fan fiction that I read years ago and need to read again. It starts off with some pretty in depth Caroline-centric angst from when she was human under Damons compulsion. It’s pretty graphic and I remember sobbing over it uncontrollably. He ends up making her kill mr. tanner and Oops she was a Dormant werewolf. She struggles with it but deals with it on her own, broken and discarded by Damon. I think at that point Katherine and Elijah come and help her, they’re together and Im pretty sure none of the originals are still daggered. I remember Caroline being kind of confused by Katherines appearance but she was so broken down and lost at that point that she didn’t even really care because she needed the help. Kol was also there with them to help and they grew to become friends.

I feel like it took a while for Klaus to come into the picture but I think he was hyped up a lot beforehand. There might have also been a ”mates” angle in the fic but I honestly cannot remember much else. I NEED TO READ THIS AGAIN. PLEASE HELP ME. It honestly might have been deleted because I have been looking through pages and pages of tags looking but im holding out hope. this is my last resort please tell me someone has read or heard of this.

"You have some serious trust issues don't you?" He licked his lips and gave her a smirk. "You haven't given me much of a reason to trust you so far, love. Shall we perform a small test, then?" Caroline gulped, but tried to remain nonchalant. She shrugged. "Fine. Compel me if it makes you feel better." She could pretend to be compelled. Hopefully he didn't ask her to do anything too horrible to prove herself. “We need to think of something you would never do unless you were compelled to do so,” Klaus reflected. Klaus propped their torch in a safe spot and circled her as he considered his options. There were endless ways he could compel her to torture herself. He could force her to break off a branch and stake herself somewhere non-lethal. The sun would be up soon and he could force her to hold an arm or leg outside to burn. They could go back to the vervain trap and have some fun there. Caroline scoffed at the dramatic way he hummed and rubbed the scruff at his chin in deep thought. She didn’t know why her brain automatically went to torture, but it wouldn’t really prove much if he asked her to twirl on her toes and sing a falsetto version of Happy Birthday. A grin spread across his lips that she didn’t like and she braced herself as he moved to her, stopping only when his face was inches from hers. "I want you to kiss me." 

Read Chapter 4 Here

Story Summary: The girls come up with a plan to send Caroline back in time to kill Klaus before he ever arrives in Mystic Falls. But it turns out their plan won’t be as simple as they thought. Especially when Caroline gets stuck in the past & only has Klaus to rely on.

Chapter CW: mentions of blood, mild violence, magic usage, slow burn, enemies to lovers, sexual innuendo, language is a wee anachronistic not unlike original TVD, mild dubcon if you squint really hard (basically what you see in the excerpt above), quick debate of ethics of blood drinking/eating meat

“Klaus come on! We have to go!” Caroline yelled as she walked into the room and found him still on the lounge. He had been there since before she went for a shower. He didn’t answer her and keep reading his book, she clicked her tongue and squinted her eyes taking him in. His knee was jiggling anxiously and his grip on the book was fast becoming destructively tight. Sighing she placed her clutch on the hallway table and walked over to him. Gently she pulled the book from his hands and sat down beside him. She draped her left leg over him and settled in beside him. His hand moved to rest on the exposed skin of her thigh as the silk for her dress fall apart at the side slit.

“You said you would come” she said softly.

He nodded his head with a jerk, his eyes for laser focus on his fingers that were drawing circles on her leg and run his fingers under the tops of her stockings.

Caroline could see how tense he was, and if she was being honest, she was truly shocked that he was still here when she came back downstairs.

“I can go alone”.

He shocks his head this time, “No, I don’t want you alone with them”.

When the invite for Elena’s wedding arrived only six months into their “always and forever”, Caroline knew she would have a fight on her hands to get him to attend. So, she was pleasantly surprised when he agreed to go without a fight or fuss.

“So, what all this? You think I’ll run away with another hot English guy with bad attitude” She asked reaching up to smooth out the frontline between his eyes trying to lighten the mood.  

“That’s not it” he said defensively, and Caroline dropped her hand.

“You’re really worried I won’t come back”.

His turned his head away from her so she couldn’t see his face, but she could feel the way that his hand started to shake on her leg. Caroline looked over at the clock to double check the time and concluded that she had enough time for this.

“You’re so tense, do you want me to make you more relaxed?” she said as she took his ear between her teeth. She smiled when she saw Klaus smirk.

“I thought you said we didn’t have time”.

“I always have time for you” she replied. She ran her hand down his chest, over is stomach and down to his belt. With one hand she had it undone, and the zipper and button opened. She kept eye contact as she slipped her dress from her shoulders and let it pool around her hips. She gave him one last kiss on the cheek before she sank to her knees before him. She took his impressive member in her hand, she looked at it, stroking her hand slowly down its length. Caroline closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide and leaned forward. With her hand, she guided him into her mouth, his velvety head slipping across her tongue. As her lips closed around him Klaus groaned and he continued to harden, growing larger in her mouth.

She moaned around his cock, amazed how good it felt to have him in her mouth. She pushed herself down his shaft, managing to get more than half of him in before he pressed against the back of her throat.

Caroline slid her lips up his shaft. It was so thick now she had to be careful to keep her lips between him and her teeth. Her hand followed her lips up then back down again. Caroline bobbed deep on him several times, each time taking him in as deep as she could. She massaged the vein on the underside of his cock with her tongue. She squeezed and pumped him with her hand. She turned her head side to side as she bobbed and felt the tip of him rub the inside of her cheek.

Caroline continued to bob fast and deep on Klaus's cock, savouring every moan and sigh that her mouth and lips coaxed from him. After several minutes, she took him out and held him up. He was so big. He had to be nine inches long and he was thick too. Her jaw and tongue were starting to get sore from opening so wide to accommodate him.

She lifted him and ran her tongue along the vein underneath. When she reached the base of his cock, her tongue continued down to his balls. She gently licked and sucked them both as her hand continued to slowly pump his shaft.

"Yeah," Klaus groaned as Caroline ran her thumb around his tip "Like that." She looked up at him, and moaned at the blissed out look on his face. He had his eyes closed and his head was thrown back to rest on the lounge.

Caroline closed her eyes again and redoubled her efforts. She forced herself down on his cock harder and faster than before, her hand pumping the lower section of his shaft that her lips couldn't reach. He was so wet and slick with her saliva. She kept up that pace, sucking him with wanton abandon for as long as she could. But after several long minutes, she fell back on her heels and let him slip, unsatisfied, from her mouth. She looked up at him, his eyes were still closed, and he was lazily smiling. He had one hand in his curls, messing up the perfectly style hair Caroline had just before, and the other was gripping the lounge cushion so tight his knuckles were white and she heard the faint sound of the cotton threads snapping.

She ran her tongue down the inside of his left thigh, stopping at his scrotum. She took his left ball in her mouth and stroked it gently with her tongue. Then she released him and went back to his right thigh and ran her tongue along the inside of it. Again, when she reached his sac, she took his ball in her mouth, relishing Klaus's heavy breaths and soft moans of her name.

As she let his testicle slip from her mouth, she turned her head sideways, opened her mouth and put her lips to the base of his cock. Her tongue probed his thick vein as she applied a gentle suction and ran her blunt teeth over him. He gasped and jerked his hips of the lounge, she pushed his hips back down and she kissed her way up his stomach leaving gentle nips on his skin, she took hold of his shaft, deliberately giving it a few hard slow tugs.

Kissing her way up his chest, she leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his member. She wrapped her arms behind him, squeezing his cock against the sensitive flesh between her tits. For a moment she considered stripping off her top and bra again and giving him a good tit fucking. But some distant part of her brain remembered that they had to leave sooner rather than later. Caroline settled for a few squeezes of her tits around him. .

Those squeezes earned her not just a couple more moans, but a big bead of precum on the tip of his cock. She took hold of him just below his cock head and, looking up at him, she tightened her grip and licked it away with a flourish. He gave her a brief but very satisfying grunt in response.

Caroline flicked her hair back behind her shoulders and smiled up at Klaus. She knew she had a beautiful smile, pearly white teeth framed by soft, supple pink lips. And she wanted Klaus to see that smile; let him know this was giving her so much pleasure. She could see in his eyes that he understood.

"Tell me again," she purred softly, planting a kiss on the underside of his shaft. Klaus needed no explanation.

"Suck my cock, Caroline." She moaned, feeling the immediate surge of wetness in her pussy.

His hand reached down and gripped hair on the back of her head. Another wave of wetness seeped into her panties as he guided her mouth to the top of his cock. She opened her mouth, expecting him to force her down on him.

Instead, he released her hair.

"Show me love," he breathed.

Caroline closed her eyes and lowered her open mouth over him. As she wrapped her lips around his thick cock, she continued to descend. He pressed against the back of her throat, and she fought her gag reflex to take him down farther. She came up and went back down several times, each time trying to take him deeper.

But Caroline had never deep throated before, had never even seriously tried. After a several attempts, she found herself gagging and decided that this was not the night to learn. She was disappointed that she couldn't swallow him, take him into her throat. Surely, he had been with women who could. She didn't like thinking that she wasn't measuring up.

She threw herself into sucking him with abandon. She bobbed up and down on his cock hard and fast. The lower half of his shaft, too far for her to reach with her lips, she pumped with her hand. Her lips were stretched wide by his girth. The back of her throat hammered by his cock head.

Caroline kept at it as long as she could, but after ten minutes or more, she faltered. Klaus had been moaning encouragingly, but he didn't seem particularly close to cumming.

Soon Caroline felt the telltale swelling and stiffening of Klaus's member. She braced herself as he threw his head back and grunted. A second later, the first sticky jet erupted from him, hitting the back of her throat, and streaming across her tongue. Two more healthy spurts followed, filling her mouth. Caroline continued sucking. She was careful to go slow, be gentle, knowing how sensitive he would be after cumming. Her efforts were rewarded with a few more drops of his precious seed. When she had sucked everything out of him, she sat back on her heels and looked up at him, he was wrecked. His hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat, his checks had a deep flush to them, and his chest was rapidly rising and falling. Caroline smirked and licked at her teeth when he opened his eyes and glance down at her. Laughing he laid his head back again and sighed,

“You are far too happy with yourself” he said as Caroline got to her feet and brush imaginary dust from her knees. Slowly she lent over him, resting one of her knees on the lounge beside his. She gentle kissed his check and smiled when he grunted and sucked air though his teeth as she slowly tucked him back into his pants and gave him a gentle pat after zipping him back up.

“We need to go” Caroline said softly rubbing her nose against his. Klaus wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to straddle his lap.

“Thank you love” he said as Caroline reached up to wrangle his curls back into place, when she was done with that she grabbed on of his hands and moved it down to slip his fingers in between her folds and smirked when Klaus’s eyes widen when he felt she had no underwear on.  

“This is how much I want you” She moaned as she moved against his fingers.

“I’m not going anywhere and nothing they say today ever make me change my mind about you. I know you Niklaus and I love you” she said leaning down to gently kiss his lips. She pulls away to find that he hadn’t closed his eyes and was looking at her with tear filled eyes.

“Say you love me” she says.

“I love you” he replies returning her kiss as he pushed two fingers into her. Caroline arched her back and after a few thrusts she pushed his fingers away panting.

“We really need go.” She said standing up and starting to straighten out her dress. She sighed when she felt him pressed against her back and his lips on her neck as he pulled her dress straps back into place.

“Later?” he asked.