It was unbearable, keeping this dirty little secret. It was becoming pathetic, Klaus knew, but he couldn't stop. Stefan had become a regular shadow following behind Rebekah and himself making it very difficult for Klaus to maintain his façade. The trio was spending almost every waking hour together and Klaus was beginning to feel like a third wheel. Their days were idly spent in each other's company, but the nights were getting bothersome. Every evening they would dress up, return to Gloria's or some other underground nightclub and drink until they got careless enough to invite the humans to join them. From there, they would either feed at their table or lure the human away which would always land them back in Stefan's apartment. Once there, Klaus became invisible. Rebekah and Stefan would duet in their prey and Klaus would stand alone, stoically watching as blood ran down Stefan's jaw, trailing down over the graceful column of his neck before settling somewhere below the collar of his starchy, white oxford. He couldn't stop the way his eyes would follow the line of blood. Once, Stefan's eyes alighted upon his and Klaus' stare hardened considerably, as did other parts, causing him to turn and flee out the fire escape as was his want. Once he had freed himself from Stefan and the discomfort he felt around him, he would hasten back to his own condo and once there, would shamelessly indulge in that which gave his body, but not his mind, relief.

Klaus sighed as he untangled his ankles from his bed sheets and trudged slowly to the bathroom. Something was different tonight. He could feel it. Typically after a solo session, Klaus felt drained, a little more than frustrated and infuriatingly vulnerable. But tonight, he felt more nervous than usual, unsure of himself and what his next step should be. He splashed some cold water over his face and looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were tired and red-rimmed, but they did not lack his usual fire and that's when it hit him. The look Stefan had given him over the brunette human's head had not been one that was merely searching, but one that was full of intent and of something else that Klaus wasn't sure he was able to take. In that moment, Klaus was sure that Stefan could see right through him, that he knew. Just having the suspicion that Stefan knew where his thoughts roamed brought up feelings in Klaus that he wasn't ready to face. Fear, much like love, wasn't an emotion Klaus typically allowed himself to feel and it was difficult to even admit to himself that the possibility of Stefan knowing about his nightly ritual scared him. Klaus couldn't even remember the last time he had felt fear. He'd been startled yes, driven by a need of self-preservation, but never fear. To feel true, paralyzing fear was such a foreign concept, he began to think it impossible that the feeling existed within him. Enter Stefan. Since the beginning of their short acquaintance, Klaus' world had been upended and distorted in such a way that he barely recognized himself any more.

Klaus toweled his face off and tossed the soiled terrycloth onto the floor before he retreated to his living room. There, he sat upon the couch and pulled a bottle of blood-laced wine from the corner table. He took a drink and stared into the softly crackling fire, letting his mind wander. He wasn't sure how long he was sitting there, but suddenly, as if a cool breeze settled over him, his skin prickled and he turned, mildly relieved to see Rebekah standing just outside the door to her bedroom. He attempted to feign sleep, but the clicking of her heels told him that he had failed.

"You were very quiet tonight, Nik." She said from behind him, Klaus remained silent and did not turn so Rebekah crossed over to the couch and stood in front of him. "Why did you leave?"

"You seemed to be getting on well enough without me." Klaus drank again.

"You upset Stefan. He wouldn't even finish dinner and the brunette was lovely, but you wouldn't know that would you?"

"Go to bed Rebekah." Klaus said, but his sister stayed.

"I know you're jealous of what I have with Stefan, but you will always be my brother Nik. Nothing is going to take me away." She assured him and Klaus could have laughed. Stupid, conceited sister, he thought, always thinking you are the center of everyone's world. Oh how wrong you are. Klaus shoved the bottle into Rebekah's hands as he stood and left the room, leaving a petulant Rebekah staring after him.

Looking back, Klaus couldn't remember what had brought them to this point, Klaus suspected it had something to do with the lustful gaze Stefan would give him over a bloodied human, but the confusion had pushed itself from his mind as he delved deeply into Stefan's body. The other vampire writhed beneath him, gripping his shoulders hard enough to break skin. Klaus groaned and bent his forehead down to rest on Stefan's chest as he continued to push in, burying himself as far as possible into his tight body. His hands were like a vice on Stefan's hips, raising them up just a bit to catch a better angle. Stefan was a very responsive bed partner, shivering at every touch, pushing his hips back, meeting Klaus thrust for thrust. Klaus' fantasies paled in comparison to Stefan's prowess between the sheets. Stefan's hands slid up his neck to tangle in his hair and Klaus groaned when he felt his head being pulled to the side. He let Stefan guide his face into the crook of his neck and his fangs descended as Stefan pressed his face into his skin. The warmth and intoxicating taste of Stefan's blood cascaded over his tongue and filled his body with an invigorating sensation. The blood, coupled with the tight confines of Stefan's eager body soon had Klaus reeling.

He pulled back and grabbed Stefan's hand to bring it between their bodies. He sat back on his heels and encouraged Stefan to lift his hips up slightly. He wanted to watch Stefan bring himself to completion as Klaus fucked into him. It seemed to be some sort of poetic justice to watch Stefan touch himself while Klaus watched and the thought made him smile. Klaus replaced his hands on Stefan's hips and began moving again as Stefan's hand began pumping his rigid shaft. Klaus felt Stefan's hips flex as the other vampire attempted to gain more friction between them. Klaus kept the pace slow; he was going to enjoy this. The expressions Stefan made, he was a lip biter, were too perfect and he suspected that they could bring him to completion if he was inclined to try.

"Please." Stefan begged, trying to remove his hand from his cock to grip Klaus' hips to push him in further, but Klaus stopped altogether and patiently placed Stefan's hands back on his own body, much to the younger vampire's obvious dismay. Klaus kept one hand on Stefan's hips for purchase as he began his torturously slow rhythm once again but he moved his other hand down to cover Stefan's and began stroking the tender flesh with him. Klaus could imagine the torment he was putting Stefan through and he enjoyed knowing that he was driving the other vampire crazy. Being infinitely stronger than Stefan, Klaus was able to keep his pace slow and time the pulls on Stefan's cock with them and soon, he had Stefan nearly shaking with sensitivity. Stefan's body clenched and from the looks on his face and the hardness of his cock, Klaus guessed he wouldn't last much longer. Wanting more, but not willing to give up on the sight of Stefan's face, Klaus released his hand and slammed into him with a renewed strength and vigor.

Stefan's eyes popped open and he shouted in surprise as Klaus breached him over and over again, setting an almost grueling pace. Stefan replaced his hands on his cock and held the base down with the thumb of one hand as the other pulled upward, coaxing a bead of clear liquid out of his shaft. Sweat broke out over Stefan's body and soon, he was calling out Klaus' name and spilling his seed over his hands and stomach. Klaus groaned at the sensation of Stefan's body tightening and his body was brought to the precipice of pleasure and he stumbled over when Stefan called his name. Klaus pulled out of Stefan at the last moment and brought himself to a dizzying end all over Stefan's chest and abdomen, before collapsing on top of him, uncaring of the seed squishing between them.

Stefan's hands fell around his shoulders and Klaus realized that Stefan was holding him in place, not wanting to be rid of the original just yet. As the haze of orgasm left him and his breathing calmed, Klaus pulled away and looked down at Stefan. His vampire was smilingly slightly, a lazy grin that Klaus returned for about two seconds before a door slammed and impatient voice called down the hall for Stefan. Almost faster than they could move, Rebekah burst through the door, jutting her hip out and putting a bit.

"Just as I thought, I knew he'd be up here with you. You were supposed to meet me." She scolded and Stefan flicked his eyes over to Klaus who had just fastened his trousers before his sister's intrusion, and smiled.

"I'm sorry Rebekah, your brother and I had things to discuss. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to get him alone." Stefan grinned again and Rebekah looked from him to her brother and sighed.

"Whatever. I've no doubt that what he needed to speak to you about could have waited, I'm most seriously put out." Klaus rolled his eyes, any minute he thought, she is going to stomp her foot and cry, but before she could, Stefan put an arm around her shoulders and led her through the door.

"Let me spend the afternoon making it up to you." He was saying and they left together, Klaus trying to pretend like he didn't care.

Rebekah was trying her hardest to illicit some sort of reaction out of Stefan, Klaus could tell. She wore a dress that showed more leg than usual and was pressing her body against anything with a pulse. Now, she was looking at Stefan, eyes dark and full of intent, as she dragged her tongue up the side of the human male's neck. Klaus grinned as Stefan raised his glass to her but did no more. Rebekah flushed and dragged the unfortunate man to goodness knows where. Stefan turned back to Klaus who was keeping his gaze set determinedly ahead.

"What's on your mind?" Stefan inquired his voice full of promise.

"Much the same as what's on your, I suspect." Klaus said grinning but refusing to look at Stefan.

"Where?" whispered a dark voice in his ear and Klaus felt himself involuntarily shiver. "Here?" Stefan asked pressing against Klaus' back and snaking a hand to the juncture where Klaus' thigh met his pelvis. He squeezed and Klaus sucked in a breath, but shook his head.

"Someone will see." Klaus whispered referencing everyone in the club but he knew they both were thinking of Rebekah.

"Let's risk it."

"My sister is not to be trifled with Stefan." Klaus said finally looking at Stefan from over his shoulder.

"And you wouldn't save me from her ire?" Stefan pretended to be hurt.

"Sometimes even I wouldn't dare fan the flames of her anger, so to speak." Klaus said and Stefan hooked a finger beneath Klaus' tie and pulled the original closer to him.

"Even if it was you that I wanted?" Stefan grinned as he pressed his lips against Klaus' unresponsive mouth. He didn't seem daunted as he pulled away.

"Don't you with me Stefan." Klaus began, "I'm not a patient man."

"No, you are so much more than a man. You are a god. Those who do not fear you are fools." Stefan deadpanned and Klaus clicked his fingers. At once a beefy man came puffing up to them. Klaus kept his eyes on Stefan as he pulled a wad of bills from his pocket and handed it to the man.

"Draw the curtains and remain in front of them. We're not to be disturbed." The man took the bills and nodded.

Klaus' lips found Stefan's as soon as the velvety curtains closed and Stefan grabbed his jacket lapels and pulled Klaus on top of him as he leaned back. Stefan's mouth was fire and Klaus groaned as his Stefan's lips parted for him and his tongue was allowed to entangle with Stefan's and his teeth could nip those perfect petals that played sensually against his own. Just as their kiss was becoming heated, Klaus stopped, something was off. He pulled himself away from a confused Stefan and sat up.

"I need to find Rebekah." He said and tried to stand but Stefan caught his wrist.

"Klaus-"

"Stefan, this has nothing to do with you. I must find my sister." Klaus had just pulled back the curtains when the shots rang out and he heard Rebekah scream his name as she collided with him. "We must go. It's him." She was panicked and rightfully so. Klaus pushed her through the chaos and saw her through to safety before he begged her to wait for him. He needed to find Stefan, telling himself that it was more out of self-preservation than a need to make sure he was safe. By the time he reentered the bar, the shots had stopped and Stefan was in the middle of the dance floor alone, looking dazed. Instant relief fell upon his features when his eyes alighted upon Klaus. He knew he didn't have much time, but that didn't stop him from pressing his lips to Stefan's in a searing kiss that both broke his heart and comforted him, knowing that he didn't have to continue feeling. When he pulled back, he looked directly into Stefan's eyes and paused until he was sure Stefan was under his compulsion.

"You will forget Rebekah and me. We were never here. Thank you Stefan, I had forgotten what it was like to feel." Then he broke the compulsion just as voices were becoming audible in the hall. He didn't look back as he ran out to meet his sister. She stood waiting where he left her and took his hand.

"He's not coming?" she asked, tears forming in her eyes. Klaus pulled his little sister into his chest and kissed the top of her blond head.

"I'm sorry Rebekah." He voiced apologizing for more than she could ever know.

AN: Hello again! So I decided to continue with this story because of the amazing responses/favorites and such that you guys gave me! Thank you so much! I was so surprised that so many of you liked this story! You really are the best! I hope this second part lived up to your expectations of me. This will more than likely be the last part, unless you guys want a continuation in present time? I really need to focus on my Klaus/Elijah multi-chap fic right now (I have some followers getting really upset with me for not updating recently. Sorry guys!) but one shots are so much fun! Any questions, comments and reviews are much appreciated! Thanks so much!