I am dumbstruck by the great response I got from you guys. You're definitely true Klaroline shippers and so upset about what happened. You made me write the next chapter faster than I thought. So here it is. :)

As I was writing, I found it hard to keep my anger/ frustration out of the fact that I am actually writing about Klayley, not Klaroline. I had to write and rewrite it again and again, so that my anger doesn't show and I can behave like a diplomatic writer. I dont know how much I succeeded and if I fulfilled my promise to you that I'll make you forget that these happened between Klayley, or not. There's only one way to know this. REVIEW guys. ;) I love your comments on my work. I'll love it more if you let me know how good or bad I did with this scene. But to review, you need to know what I wrote, right? So here it is. Grammatical mistakes are unintentional, pardon me for that, whatsoever.

Undisclosed Desire

Caroline volunteered Klaus at stripping out, never leaving his lips. She pulled out his grey t-shirt over his head and threw it. She grabbed his face again, making out with him. Klaus kept on slamming his lips on hers like he could eat her up altogether. Her touch on his bare skin felt like water drop in the over-heated pan. There was too much sensation, too much aggression. Why can't she love him back? Why this closeness doesn't feel like love-making? He became frustrated. And like every other time, frustration took the best part of him.

With his super-hybrid-speed, Klaus grabbed Caroline's hips and put her up, cradling her, he settled her onto his art-table. She took the moment of their unattached lips using to pull her clothes off. He looked into her body, he knows how beautiful her skin is, he saw this earlier, though from a different set of eyes, but feelings are still the same. He knew how appealing she looks in the bra only. Appreciating her angelic beauty, he started kissing her neck and shoulders, making her sigh. The venom on his fangs are boiling, he's salivating with passion. It's like a thousand years old monster has just raised. He sucked every corner of her shoulder. His manhood got harder with every single taste of her skin and every sound she makes. He realized he is getting out of control. But that won't happen, he is in control. He will take charge of him.

He put his right hand in her chest and slammed her down on the table with great pressure. Any normal human would get hurt by it but she's supernatural, she found passion in it. His big palm rested a while in between her breasts then traced down her stomach and abdomen. She moaned in anticipation, breathing heavily.

He gritted his teeth again at her reaction. Suddenly he climbed up to her on the table, hovering. He looked at her body again. Too much, he's been holding on all these burning passions since the day he went to her place, curing her from death. Today he'll show her all the facet of his emotions; love, hate, lust.

Examining her body with his lustful eyes, he couldn't hold himself anymore. He jumped down on her shoulder again, his previously owned area. Kissing her through and through. His touch tickled her with pleasure and her hands started pushing him off subconsciously for that. So he pinned her hands with his above their head, intertwining their fingers together. He kept on nipping her whole body, her chest, her breasts, and her stomach.

He freed his right hand from hers then, bringing it down to her left breast. He squeezed it passionately and Caroline let out a groan. He enjoyed the sound of hers. He felt the urgency of stripping her completely. He slid his hand on her back and unhooked the bra and she put if off of her, freeing her two big, pink lumps of flesh. The sight of her glorious nude body made him hungrier. He pulled off her pants and the underwear together in one harsh try. Now she is completely naked in front of him. His manhood twitched as it wanted the taste of her inside.

Hastily, he pulled her up a little, making her balance on her elbows. Caroline tried to unzip his pants too but he slapped her hand out of it. HE is in charge. HE is angry. He won't let her having any pleasure of doing anything, pleasure is all his. Tonight he'll do the work, he'll control her.

He kept on touching each part of her body and nipping them. His anger slowly wearing out with her each moan at his touch and he found himself not caring about the fact that this didn't feel like love making, that she didn't love him. He caught himself believing that he didn't care as long as she's in his possession. He came down to her breasts again and sucked her each nipple. Ahh! She tasted heavenly. He always knew how ravishing she is. But tonight he could taste her. Klaus always won everything he wanted over the millennium. Tonight he won one more thing. He won his undisclosed desire to make love to the girl he fancies.

He wanted to have her right then and then, as turned on he is. But he remembered her telling him how smart she is to be seduced by him. So he thought of fore-playing a little while. He will seduce her more and will keep on doing it until she begs for him to be inside her. He licked her one breast and kept squeezing the other one. The moans came out of Caroline's mouth encouraged him. Then his hand went to her behind. Her properly shaped butt was smooth under his hands. Her breathtaking beauty was becoming too much for him. His manhood was becoming impatient.

He decided to be done with seducing and get ready for the real game. This art table didn't have enough places to ravish her. Their togetherness needed more space. The artistic he is, this should be done in a proper way. He took her in his arms and hybrid-sped to his bedroom. He threw her in his bed and then set himself at her left side, still hovering her. His lips found her hers once again and they were moving against each other in synchronization. Then he came to her stomach, licking her belly with his tongue. He could keep on doing this the whole time if his manhood was being patient but one can control himself only a few times.

Klaus grabbed her gold hair from the back by his left hand and pulled her lips on his again, sucking out her sweetness. His right hand traced her whole body, from top to bottom. Then his hand found its way to the place between her thighs. Her clit was hot. He traced the area for a little time longer until he put his middle finger inside her core. Caroline gasped out from their kiss. But Klaus continued to kiss her and moving his finger inside her at the same time. He suddenly felt her core tightening around and he understood that she's close. He felt euphoric. He made the girl he loves cum by his hand.

When the orgasm came, the girl screamed his name aloud, for the first time since all this time. He started at the sound of his name in her voice. This wasn't the bird chirping voice that made his heart swell all the time. This wasn't her voice. This was, however, a throaty voice, like the person got cough.

Klaus looked at her face again. He searched the face of his dreams. He searched the subject of his thousands of drawings. He didn't found it, this time. This face wasn't hers. This is not her whom he was going to make love with. His heart skipped a bit or two as the realization sunk in him.

This face wasn't Caroline's.

So here it is. The cat came out of the bag. Klaus realized his mistake.

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