Caroline stared up at him, her eyes dark and vulnerable, and she makes a noise when he kisses her again, warm and sweet. "Klaus.." She breathed his name, and it's sort of a question, but she moves closer and she leans up to kiss him again, slow and drugging. It's weird, because this isn't fun, and it's not angry and it's not hormones- and she thinks this is the first time it's been this way ever for her, and her hands slip into his hair and she's giving herself into it, her hand slipping down onto his chest again. "I want this," she whispers against his lips, before she breaks the kiss to skim her mouth down his jaw to his neck, when she breathes his name get again.