Motorcycle or Bicycle.

(A/N: Patreon.com/TheGreatestHunter)

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Jeremy, true to his word, found himself replying to one of the three text messages that Caroline had sent him while he was walking down the street from Bonnie's, though since he wasn't scum he naturally had pure intentions with the late night chat. His goal was to ask her to be ready in the morning and not to worry about waking up, since he would take care of it.

The sun was already down, and it was getting late. However, he was well aware that he had been neglecting the blondie for most of the day, seeing as how he had only just popped her cherry the previous one, therefore he knew he had to give her some face....... to face attention (A/N: Never been able to fit in a "give them some face" in my writing, and while this one is kind of forced in there, it still works!). Thus, he texted her and told her to get dressed and to be ready for him to pick her up in half-an-hour.

Quickly making his way to a nearby car and commandeering the vehicle from its parked location. He used that car to go to his bike, and rode on home. Once there he proceeded to undergo a quick wash and speedy change into a nice pair of jeans and a slightly tight white t-shirt underneath his jacket, before heading out the door. Only Emily knowing that he was ever there.

He then rode his bike to Caroline's, not even needing to get off to walk up the driveway and knock on the door, before she was making her way outside, dressed in a very pretty yellow summer dress, causing her to hesitate when she saw the bike. He watched her look at it, and then at her dress, before she seemingly said fuck it and made her way to him.

Letting her lips give the greeting rather than her voice and then trying and failing to get the details on where they were going. She was quite insistent, right up until Jeremy gave her a nice, firm slap on her ass followed by a squeeze that had her rising on her tippy toes, causing her to shut her mouth lest she let out the moan that reverberated through her throat.

She knew she was defeated. However, he saw in her eyes that she had one more card to play, though, who was he? Naturally, he already knew what his Caroline would ask, just to try and get the last word, so before she even voice out the question, he supplied the answer.

"I got my license a while ago, now get on." He told her, once more smacking her soft ass, while mentally adding immediately after. 'It just wasn't in this life...wait, did I ever even get a real license in my previous one? Ah, who cares, fake or not, a license is a license.' It was with that completely inaccurate thought that he watched Caroline swing her sexy ass exposed leg over the bike and get settled on. Her arms coming to wrap tight around his torso and her hands taking liberties rubbing along his chest, causing him to chuckle as he set the bike in motion and sped off through the town, his mind wondering why she never asked about helmets.

He knew there truly weren't a lot of places to go in the town. However, he also knew that, in the short term, Caroline would be more than fine just being in his presence, and it was because of that that he simply took her someplace that the two of them could be alone. It was only a coincidence that it happened to be the same pier overlooking the lake that Hope and Alaric would have one day sparred on in the future...if he wasn't going to completely burn any possible timelines he got his hands on and kill Klaus while doing it.

Only a fool would actively try to give Klaus a redemption arc and he was no fool. That moody little man-child was one temper tantrum away from killing anyone that wasn't in his family and as for trying to make friends with him...nah. Jeremy was already more than certain that one day, without a doubt, it would come down to him or Klaus. If he wanted to give a reason, one could look to the same one he used to behead Enzo. He simply had no need for people who think it's okay to threaten his people to get their way, and while some people could be taught fear, some...well they could not be taught. Only when they're off the board, could they not flip the board in a moment of a self-indulgent emotional outburst.

It was with those rather somber thoughts that Jeremy sat on the pier. Caroline between his legs, and a picnic blanket underneath them, as they simply enjoyed the silence. Though, a part of his mind couldn't help but continue to picture the boarding house that they passed in order to get to the lake, and trying to come up with reasons not to take it for himself.

'It's just so fucking pretty!' He thought as he looked at the lake, the girl, and mentally, the boarding house. 'I want it all.' He heard Sharpay say in his mind, and he was becoming more and more certain that the more power he gained, the more likely he was to become a very greedy sexy bastard, if only so his people could have whatever their hearts desired, without running the risk of losing it in the process.

'Yes, that's why I should take it. It's so that no one else could take the boarding house and somehow, someway use it against us. . . . . in some...way.' He thought, as he worked his mind to its very limits trying to come up with some possible way that someone could use the boarding house against them, and the longer it took him to come up with an answer, the more certain he was that he had to have it. After all, just because he couldn't come up with an answer doesn't mean someone else couldn't. 'It's best not to leave such an obvious weakness.' He told himself, never one questioning what exactly that weakness was.

He and Caroline stayed there for a while, talking about her day, and how she could barely participate in practice earlier in the day, because she was having trouble walking straight, and him telling her about how he met up with Bonnie and spent the day talking about old times. Which resulted in her getting jealous and him having to talk about old times with her in appeasement. Then, they engaged in some light kissing. Some slight nipping. Along with some brief patting, but only enough to get his girl off as he played her like a record with him as the dj. However, when he felt it was getting too late into the night, he knew he had to cut their evening off on a high note, which is why he fiddled with her play station, knowing it would get her off quickly and allow him to quickly load everything up while she was still muddle-headed. The idea of being out when the entire town was in with an uniformed and untrained Caroline by his side, just didn't sit right with him. He knew he wasn't anywhere near strong enough yet to walk about town with his balls swinging and daring anyone to step up, so until he was, he wanted to keep his people completely out of the action. Which is why, he was certain he would have to make a few trips before the start of the school year, and the Salvatore's came out in public.

After all, there were no sources for major upgrades in town, meaning he would have to travel if he wanted to find some of the older vampires in existence.

After packing up and placing her in front of him, seated sideways, on the bike, he sped off, quickly arriving at her home and making sure she got in safely, though not before telling her that he would be by early in the morning, before the sun rose, to pick her and Bonnie up for some family bonding, before making his way to his own domicile.

And just like always, true to his word, the next morning, he got up a little earlier than usual, put in his some of that hard work, ingested his fix-me-up, and took Jenna's car on a drive through the still dark town. Only pressing a single button to set off the alarms in both Bonnie's room and Caroline's room, and laughing in his mind all the way to each of them, about the shit show he would have to face from what he was certain would be two very angry, adorable, vixens, while at the same time, wondering if he should go and grab Vicki's ass as well.

'Haaaa, so much to do, so little time. Luckily for me, I live for this shit.'