Alternating the timeline so far was going great. I protected Caroline, and she didn't fall into bed with Damon. Elena didn't invite Bonnie to dinner because she told her that she didn't want to be there if Elena didn't ask us. And of course, Elena didn't invite us, Caroline had no filter, and I openly made fun of them. Eh, It didn't hurt me in the slightest.

Everything was normal, a bit too normal. Tanner died; Bonnie had a vision about it but brushed it off because nobody gave a shit about him. Or maybe it was because my attitude of not giving a shit has rubbed off onto Bon.

But for now, I spent my time with Caroline and Kol, sometimes Bonnie, but for some odd reason, she and Matt were the best of friends and was always hanging out. She and Finn were openly communicating, which went there was a relationship on the horizon. That reminds me, I have to save Enzo!

"What are you thinking about, witchling? You have your plotting face on?" Kol questions as he comes to stand by my side in the mirror. He reaches over, adjusting my tie as I do my cufflinks.

"A rescue mission. There's this organization called Augustine that knows about vampires, and they like to experiment and torture them."

His eyes narrow, "and what are we going to do about that?"

"I was thinking of killing a few scientists, burning the place to the group, and saving the poor vampire that has been held there for decades."

"What are you two plotting?" Caroline asks as she walks into my room. Kol and I exchanged looks before responding, "Nothing."

"Hm, whatever you say, as long as our date isn't ruined! And no, you're not third-wheeling, Kol Mikaelson!"

"Then what am I supposed to do?!" He exclaims, throwing his arms up.

"Watch tv, read, something! If Ororo needs you, she'll call. So, stay and be a good boy." Caroline reaches over, petting his head as if he was a dog.

I'm regretting having them touch one another. I should've kept him as a ghost boy she couldn't see. Wait, who said this was a date? You know what? I'm not even going to fight Care on this. If she says it's a date, then it's a date.

"Don't pout, Kol. The founder's ball is boring as hell, anyway. It's filled with stuck up assholes who keep romanticizing the past. Caroline is forced to attend because she's a part of the "founding families."

"I think it's stupid; Mystic Falls was here over a thousand years ago. My family, along with your ancestor, Ayana, were a part of the true founding families. Why are you apart from this century founding families?" He genuinely looked upset and confused.

"Because during Mystic Falls "founding time," my ancestors were fucking slaves and burned at stake for practicing witchcraft."

I didn't want to speak on the subject anymore. Everything I think about what poor Emily and the others had to suffer through. And in the show, Bonnie was just a slave as well. Always doing Elena and the Salvatores binding as if she didn't have a fucking mind of her own. Goddamn Julie Plec!

Caroline wraps her arms around my waist, placing her chin on my shoulder. "Well, let's go piss these aristocratic assholes off?"

"Care, we're going to be the talk of the town for a while. You up for it?"

"I'll be the center of attention, duh!"

~~~

"Holy shit, there you are!" Tyler rushes over to me when Care and I arrived.

"What's up?" He latched onto my free arm. "Tyler, what are you doing?"

He shrugs, "I'm your second date, duh. Besides, we haven't talked in weeks; you owe me this to make up for the lost time."

I made a face; he was right. Despite being close as kids, when this whole 'alternate the timeline' plan came to a head, I cut everyone off except for Care and Bonnie. Being friends with Tyler changed him a lot from canon. Papa Lockwood was still a piece of shit, but the abuse was a no-go as my Dad and uncles paid him a special visit when we were six after witnessing him slap the dog shit out of Tyler.

"Hey, there's that Salvatore asshole," Tyler points out Damon. Who was staring creepily at me? I knew he was sniffing around for the Bennett talisman. He was probably still pissed off about the whole pain spell incident, but he deserved it.

Barnabas was angsty as he watched Damon from the sidelines. Hopefully, he was still planning on vevaining and locking him in the cellular because I don't feel like dealing with him.

As the boring ball dragged on, I danced with both Caroline and Tyler. Everyone was eying us, and I know we're going to be the talk of the town for the next couple of weeks.

"Hey guys, I'll be right back," I tell them before following Damon. I knew he had the talisman and was searching for a meal before leaving.

"Hello, Damon."

He turns, eying me. "Little Bennett, looking good."

I roll my eyes, "you have something of mine, and I want it." He frowns, eyes narrowing.

"Don't know what you're talking about." I hum, using my magic to pull him closer.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing, witch?!" He tries to fight the unseen force, but it's useless. He was dragged forward and forced to his knees at my feet.

"My ancestor, Emily's talisman. Give it here, Salvatore." He growls, his eyes bleeding red, black veins covering his face.

"Is that supposed to scare me? Honey, you are nowhere terrifying, but maybe that's just me." My magic keeps him in place as I searched his pockets.

"Ahh, there it is." I purr, holding up the talisman in Damons' face. The rage in his eyes made me laugh.

"I'm going to fucking kill you!"

I scoffed, "I'd like to see you try. You'd have a pissed off blond, a vengeful original, the Lockwoods, Donovans, and let's not forget my family. Who I might add are all witches. You couldn't kill me if you tried. I'm not Emily nor my ancestors before me. I'm not putting up with vampires and their bullshit." With that said, I snapped Damons' neck.

"That was much easier than I thought," I smirked as I pocketed the talisman.

Stefan runs into the room; he's shocked as he takes in the scene.

"You should keep your creepy brother on a leash, Barnabas. He tried to attack me."

"I'll take care of him." Stefan rushes over, picking the unconscious Damon up.

"You better, or I'll get rid of him for good," I called out as I walked away. I had to get back to Caroline and Tyler.

Better luck next time, Salvatore.

~~~

"Holy shit, we look really hot." Caroline laughs as Bonnie walks out of the bathroom.

It was the annual 'Sexy Studs' carwash, and Caroline was making me attend. Upon learning that, I picked out our bikinis and made sure Bonnie had a hot one. She was not wearing whatever that shit was in the show. Sure it was cute, but no.

We had the same bikinis, just in different colors. Bonnie's was pink, Carolines' was blue, and I had a green one.

Caroline lets out a gasp, "I have the perfect idea for our Halloween costumes!"

~~~

"I'm close to setting Tiki on fucking fire," Bonnie growls as she slams her sponge on the car hood. She was washing the car, aggressive as hell.

"She's Damons' food source. I'm pretty sure she'll die soon."'

"Good!" I stared at Bonnie in shock. "Uh, Bon, when did you get so..."

"Ororo, I hang out with you nearly twenty-four seven. You didn't think I'd act like you a bit?"

I shrug. I could get used to this, Bonnie. Hm, Bonnie' zero fucks given' Bennett. I like the sound of that.

Two weeks later, Tiki disappeared. Bonnie's words were. "Good riddance."

~~~

It was Halloween and my birthday! I celebrated with a small party of family and friends, but Care was eager to attend Tylers' party.

Caroline's idea of the perfect costume was dressing us up as the Powerpuff girls. Bon was Blossom, Care was Bubbles, and I was Buttercup.

"I hate you, Caroline Forbes." She laughed.

"We look good! Stop pouting!" She and Bonnie had forced me to attend this stupid party. I'd rather be at home, watching horror movies.

"Hi ladies, cider?" Tyler questions as he comes over with three cups.

"Lockwood special, just how you like it, O."

"Thanks, Ty." I take the cup from him, throwing it back. I let out a sigh of stratification. "Good, another one! I want to be drunk enough that I don't remember tonight."

"Is that Vicky dressed up as a vampire?" Bonnie questioned, pointing at the idiot that was dancing with Jeremy.

"She's so corny!" Caroline says. I told her and Bonnie about Vicki getting turned into a vampire.

Tyler lets out a groan. "She's always under Jeremy!"

I roll my eyes, "Tyler, go get your boy and stop being such a pussy. I taught you better than this!"

He drowns his drink, nodding. "You're right. I can do this."

I patted him on the shoulder. "Go get em' tiger!"

The night passed in a blur. I meant what I said about drinking until I couldn't remember.

"Ororo, I'm tired," Caroline whines as I helped her stumble up the stairs to her room.

"Tonight was fun. I hope Bon gets laid! She looked like she wanted to jump that guy's bones!"

That guy was Matt, and I will murder Bonnie myself if she sleeps with him.

"Hey, O?" Caroline whispers as I place her on her bed.

"Hm?"

"We should have hot lesbian sex right now." I closed my eyes; this girl would not give up on trying to fuck.

"Care, you're drunk, and I don't take advantage of drunk people."

"So what? Use your witchy magic to sober me up! Then we can have sex! Please?" Caroline pleads.

"No, Care."

She grabs my wrist, placing them on her breast. "PPLLEEEAASSSE?" I stare at her in shock. Oh, drunk Caroline is bold as hell. I removed my hands and placed them on her temple, sobering her up.

"See easy. Now, fuck me." There was no escaping her! Wait, a second; I know what would scare her off for good.

"I'm actually a forty-eight-year-old woman trapped in a teenager's body." Caroline laughs, falling backward onto her bed, peeling her shorts off.

"I know this. I read it in your journal, remember? I don't care how old you were in your past life. You're seventeen years old here. Physically! So, there's no excuse! Girl likes girl. Girl and girl have hot, steamy sex!" She sits up, taking her top off.

Well, she was right, but it's Caroline. Could I really sleep with her?

"Stop thinking!" Caroline reaches over, yanking me onto the bed and on top of her. "Stop thinking and just go with the flow. And since you're like fifty, I'm sure you're extremely skilled, am I right?"

I nod. She was right. I was a bit of a slut in my past life.

"Well, act your age and show me a good time!"

You know what, fuck it. I might regret it later, but to hell with it.

Care's face broke into a grin as I placed my hands on her face. My thumbs were stroking her cheeks as I looked into her eyes.

( WARNING: IF YOU DO NOT LIKE SMUT OR IT MAKES YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE, PLEASE SKIP THE REST OF THIS CHAPTER. HEAD TO THE AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END! IF YOU DECIDED TO STAY, THIS SMUT WILL BE WRITTEN IN THIRD POV )

"So, are you going to k-OH?" Ororo's mouth was warm against Caroline's. She closed her eyes; Ororo deepened the kiss. Ororo's hands left her face and trailed up to her hair. She began running her nails through her scalp, causing a breathless moan to leave her mouth.

Heat sparked in her belly as Ororo moves her kisses away from her mouth. Her hands were placed on Caroline's bralette, tracing the curves of her breast. Her hands find Caroline's hardened nipples peeking through the fabric. One hand leaves her breast, running over her stomach, ribs, and back to her breast. Ororo palms them softly, thumbs brushing over each nipple, rolling them between her fingers. Caroline moans softly.

"Y-you should t-take o-ur clothes off."

Ororo stands, dragging off her skirt and crop top, kicking them into a pile with Caroline's discarded clothes.

She pulls Caroline up from the bed, picking her up, causing Caroline to wrap her legs around her waist. She climbs on top of Caroline, each arm placed on the side of her head, taking in her breathless appearance. Messy hair from Ororo's hands, flushed cheeks, dusted pink.

"Gorgeous." Ororo grins into Caroline's mouth as she kisses her again.

Ororo pushes the straps of Caroline's bra off her shoulders, kneeling between her legs, taking her breast in her hands.

She palmed her breast softly. Caroline raises her shaky hands, clasping onto Ororo's strapless bra, yanking it off, and tossing it on the floor.

"Someone's excited." Ororo laughs as Caroline giggles. Now they were closer, chest to chest, Caroline clutching Ororo's shoulders as she palms her breast. Her right-hand leaves her beast.

Caroline whines as Ororo's hand shuffled between her thighs. She ran a finger along the edges of Caroline's underwear, brushing her soft, warm skin. She stroked two fingers over the smooth fabric, feeling the warmth of Caroline's wet pussy.

"Did I do this, Caroline? Am I the one that made you this wet, hmm?"

Caroline made a tiny, frantic noise, nodding. "Only one that can get me like this, O."

Ororo presses a finger at Caroline's entrance would be, teasingly. Her pussy was wet; she could feel it pulsing and aching. Soaking through her underwear, hot and slick as she squeezed her thighs together.

Ororo watches as she inhales, the way her breast moved when she inhaled. She was a stunning sight. Her bare stomach, narrow hips, perky breast. Her blonde hair fanned out against the comforter.

She leaned over Caroline, bracing an elbow on the mattress by Caroline's arm while her other hand continued to rub Caroline's pussy through her underwear. She kept her eyes on Caroline's face, watching for any signs of discomfort.

Caroline was so wet. Ororo stroked her slowly, circling her entrance with her pointer and middle finger. Teasingly add pressure, watching Caroline's breathing quicken.

Caroline shuddered, hands reaching out to grip the bedsheet. "Please," she began letting out a moan as Ororo pushed against her entrance.

Ororo quickly peels off Caroline's underwear, throwing them behind her.

Ducking down to kiss Caroline, she presses her finger inside her at a slow, steady pace.

Caroline was hot, wet, and pulsing around Ororo's finger, causing her to let out a moan as she felt the wetness. She sucks Caroline's bottom lip, slipping her tongue inside her mouth. They continued to kiss as Caroline's hips were rising off the bed, and she was making sweet noises into Ororo's mouth.

Caroline moaned as Ororo kissed her mouth, throat, collarbone and sucking each of her nipples.

"More, please." She pleaded, hands coming to hold the back of Ororo's head as she finger fucked her at a steady pace. Her hips were moving with her hand, meeting each thrust.

Ororo adds a second finger with ease. She could feel the soft ridges of Caroline's inner ways. She crooked her fingers upwards, falling into a rhythm.

"You're so fucking wet," she says, "you're dripping, baby girl. It's pulsing and gripping my fingers. Does it feel good?"

Caroline nods, throwing her head back, her grip tightening on the sheets and Ororo's head.

Ororo leans down, trailing hot, open mouth kisses down the center of her chest, down her stomach and hip bones. She slides her fingers out of Caroline with ease, placing them in her mouth and licking the slick wetness from them.

"W-what are you doing?" Caroline questions, but Ororo doesn't respond.

She shuffles down the bed, lowering herself onto her belly, slipping two fingers back into Caroline. She fucks her as she runs her lips to the edge of her pussy. Nosing the soft skin, smelling Caroline's wetness.

"Yes!" Caroline gasps, reaching down, tightening her grip on Ororo's hair. Ororo trailed her tongue down her outer lips.

She dragged her tongue up Caroline's pussy from top to bottom. Lapping up her wetness and folds. Placing slow, open-mouthed kisses on her pussy as she brushed her clit.

She used her free hand to push open Caroline's thighs, giving her full view of her pussy. Flushed pink and glistening with wetness. It was trailing to her ass.

Ororo licked her from there to the entrance of her pussy. Tongue toying at the entrance.

She pushes her tongue inside Caroline, face pressed into her wet pink folds. She tongue fucked her with a slow, steady pace, licking her insides. She would place two fingers inside her pussy while she'd take her clit inside her mouth, loving the way Caroline would twitch, lifting her hips. She sucked her clit lightly, then changing the pace, sucking harder.

When she heard Caroline's breathing change becoming louder and harsh, hips jerking, moving off the bed. She knew Caroline was getting close.

"Oh, God! Ororo!"

She was going to come. Caroline was going to come. Her pussy tightening around Ororo's fingers. Ororo continued sucking at her clit, fingers crooked inside her. Carolina wrapped her thighs around Ororo's neck, fucking herself on Ororo's fingers as she rode out her orgasm on her fingers and tongue. As she tensed, her pussy tightened, pulsing, wetness flooded out.

Ororo fucked her through it. Her mouth was moving to her pussy, cleaning it as Caroline came down from her high, legs trembling.

"O...come here." She reaches for Ororo, who pulls away from her pussy. Ororo grabs her hands as Caroline pulls her up until she's hovering above her.

"I want to..." her hands come to rest on Ororo's hips. Ororo knows right away what she wants.

"Are you sure?"

"It might not be the best you've ever had, but please? That was amazing, and I've gotta try it."

Ororo laughs, shuffling until she's straddling Caroline's head. Ororo lowers herself until her pussy brushes against Caroline's lips, who opens her mouth, licking her. She was hesitant at first, giving soft kitten licks before she becomes bolder, flattening her tongue.

She drags her tongue across Ororo's pussy, nosing her clit, quickly finding her entrance.

"Fuck, Care, ah," Ororo moans, gripping Caroline's hair. Her thighs were spread around Caroline's head. Her wetness was dripping down her thighs as Caroline's warm mouth lapped at her core.

Ororo circled her hips on Caroline's face. Caroline slipped two fingers inside her, causing Ororo to arch her back, fingers tightening in her hair.

Ororo worked her hips, light gasps and sighs filling the room.

When Caroline sucked harder on her clit, Ororo tensed, and she came hard. She closed her eyes, drifting as she came down from her high, settling back into her body, catching her breath.

Eyes still closed, she rolled off Caroline before collapsing onto the bed. When she opened her eyes, Caroline licked her slick from her fingers before lying on her chest.

Sweat was cooling their skin as Caroline looked up at Ororo. "That was awesome."

Ororo hummed, leaning down to kiss her. Their mouths moved together, slowly and gently.

Caroline felt terrific; she was on cloud nine. She'd finally gotten Ororo. Everything was perfect.

"Wait, does this mean we're together?"

"Yes, Care."

"YES!"

NOTE: Hi, if you read the smut, give me a rating. I think it's a -0/10, really. But I have somethings I have to get off my chest. I know I said voting would be opened until the Mikaelsons ( Elijah and Klaus ) came in, but I'm shutting it down. People can't follow directions, so it is what it is. And as I've told you before, I'm not concerned about Kai Parker. I'm in the earlier seasons, and it's my concern for now. I'm saving Enzo because he doesn't deserve to be forgotten and tortured by Augustine. I don't care about the Salvatore's or Elena either. I might throw Stefan into a pairing just to shock you guys. To whoever commented about the paring of Anna and Jeremy, sorry, hon, but no. It's Tyler/Jeremy here, and please realize that this is an AU Tyler. He isn't a dickhead like canon.

If you believe the pairings; Ororo/Kol/Caroline/Klaus ( + Elijah ) are incest, then you clearly don't know what polyamorous is. You need to do your research and be opened-minded. Kol and Klaus will not be together; they'd be with ORORO, who's with Caroline as well. Please understand that. If I continue to get comments like that, I will delete and mute you. Or hell, I'll take the story down. Thank you for reading, and I appreciate all of your funny comments. Homebound has reached 9K views, 633 votes, and 436 comments! This chapter is dedicated to and .