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In Sheep's Clothing	By : ParisWriter Category: +G through L > Harvest Moon Views: 2169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Sixteen

Avery clutched the book Iris had given her to her chest as she walked purposefully toward town, heading in the direction of Klaus' home. It had taken her just over a week, but she'd managed to finally finish reading it. While she had been making her way through the book, she had avoided seeing Klaus as much as she wanted to, instead only visiting him for the previously-designated Tuesday and Thursday brunches. She wanted to see him more, but due to the content of the book she was afraid that she would have let her desires for him get the better of her. Of course, there was also something else that bugged her about the most recent tale Iris had woven.

She was sure he had noticed her odd behavior when they spent time together, but she had remained tight-lipped about what was on her mind. She wanted to finish the book first, to see what other surprise Iris might have put within its pages. Thankfully, there hadn't been anything past the first few and the story even had a happy ending – which was good, because Avery had been worried she would have left things open-ended so that she would later be able to write a sequel.

She didn't bother knocking once she reached Klaus' door, simply letting herself inside like Marian always did. After all, Klaus had told her several times since they started dating that she didn't have to knock so she decided she might as well take him up on the offer. She called his name as soon as she set foot inside and he emerged from his work area, a test tube in each hand and a worried expression on his face.

"Avery, what's wrong?" he asked, likely thinking her suddenly bursting in was a sign of some sort of emergency.

"I..." she paused to gather her thoughts, unconsciously licking her lips at the sight of him. His usual long coat and cravat had been discarded, and he'd opened the top two buttons on his shirt, allowing the barest hint of his smooth, pale chest to peek through.

"Have you read this?" she finally asked, holding up the book in one hand.

Klaus chuckled a bit, his posture relaxing considerably, and he wandered back to his work station to set down the test tubes in their proper places.

"Is that what you're so worked up about? Iris' book? What did she do, kill the main character off?"

"It us, Klaus!" Avery informed him, following him into the room and setting the book down on an empty corner of the table where he kept his implements. He turned his head to look at her, blinking in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean she took the two of us, changed our names, and put us in her book!" Avery exclaimed, picking the book up once more and flipping to one of the first pages of the story. "See?"

Klaus looked down to where she was pointing and shrugged. "So she named them Kevin and Alexa. It could just be a coincidence."

"It's not a coincidence," Avery insisted. "Kevin's older and has a hard time admitting his feelings for Alexa. Sound familiar?"

"It's not an uncommon trope in romance novels," Klaus pointed out to her. "Besides, a lot of writers derive inspiration from their everyday lives. It doesn't mean she wrote the story specifically about us."

"Kevin is an orphan, while Alexa's parents are an artist and a retired farmer," Avery continued, looking at the book and flipping through to various passages, tapping her finger to the open page on occasion to emphasize each of her points. "She has blonde hair and brown eyes. He has black hair and gold eyes. Oh! And he's also got a tattoo on his right shoulder, just like you. How Iris knows what your tattoo looks like while I've yet to see it, I would love to know... but that's besides the point, here! She's put our love life into this book for everyone in the world to read about. I'm sure that all the people we know are going to read it, and as soon as they see it they'll..."

Her voice trailed off as she turned to him once more and found he had removed his waistcoat and was unbuttoning his shirt the rest of the way. His gaze was set upon her, his expression unreadable, and she could only stare as he continued to undress before her very eyes. He wasn't overly built, but still muscular enough to have a well-defined chest and abs, and Avery's breath caught in her throat when the thin line of dark hair trailing downward from his navel came into view.

"What are you doing?" she finally asked as he began tugging the shirttails from his trousers, her voice a mere whisper.

"I'm going to show you my tattoo. That's what all this is really about, right? You think I slept with Iris at some point and that's how she knows what it looks like."

Avery bit her lip and looked away from him, placing the open book on his work table. She was ashamed to admit it, but he was right. She hadn't minded at all that Iris had based her characters off of them until she came to the part which described Kevin's tattoo. It had been obvious from his reaction when she first discovered its existence that Klaus wasn't exactly forthcoming about the fact he even had one, and the only way she could come up with that Iris could have possibly seen it was if the two of them had been intimate with each other at some point.

"Tell me, is this what Kevin's tattoo looks like?" Klaus asked, pulling her attention back to him. His expression was still unreadable, and Avery began to feel a knot of dread curling up within her stomach. His shirt had been discarded, and he turned around to show her the tattoo on his right shoulder. It was a single black rose with thorny vines growing from it.

"This isn't it," she told him, reaching up to run her fingertips over the flower, tracing its petals and then following the curve of the longer vine that spiraled downward. "His was a cross with ivy growing on it."

Klaus turned to face her once more and Avery lowered her hand to her side, her eyes following suit and focusing on the floor. To her surprise, instead of moving away to redress, he instead slid one of his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him, his opposite hand catching under her chin and tilting her head up until her gaze met his.

"I'm not angry with you," he told her, shaking his head slightly. "I am, however, upset that you broke your promise to me. You said you would tell me whenever something was bothering you and not hold it inside."

"I know, and I'm sorry," Avery apologized, tears stinging the back of her eyes. "It's just... I don't know how to explain it..."

Klaus gave her a sympathetic nod and leaned forward to rest his forehead against hers, sighing softly and closing his eyes. "I understand. The idea of having to face someone I've been with before you on an occasional basis is bad enough, let alone what it would be like to have to see them every day. I hate to admit it, but I'd be the same way with any of your past boyfriends."

"So you and Iris have never dated?" she asked, just to be sure.

"Not once," Klaus assured her. "We tend to ride the train together into the city and back when we both travel there on business, and occasionally we'll have lunch together while we're there, but it's only ever been as friends. Nothing more."

Avery nodded and a relieved sigh escaped her lips, prompting Klaus to give her a brief kiss before pulling back to look at her once more.

"I can stop doing that, if it bothers you."

"No," Avery insisted, shaking her head. "I'm not so jealous that I'll demand you have no female friends. I just don't want her seeing you naked."

Klaus chuckled and brought his lips down to hers for another kiss. "Deal."

Before he had a chance to pull away, Avery reached up and caught the back of his head, pulling him back down once more. She pressed her lips hard against his, taking him by surprise, then astonished him even more by deftly working her tongue into his mouth. Klaus allowed her to dominate the kiss as he backed her up against the wall between his work station and the dining area, then turned the tables and pushed past her lips to plunder her mouth with his own tongue. She attempted to regain control of the kiss, and he almost let her before asserting his dominance once more, one of his hands reaching up to tangle in her long hair and angling her head slightly to allow him easier access. Avery whimpered in frustration and released her grip around his neck, her hands traveling slowly down over his shoulders and chest. She curled her fingers inward as she reached his lower abdomen, gently scratching her nails against the sensitive skin there and causing Klaus to buck his hips forward into hers. Dipping her fingers into the waistband of his trousers, she pulled him even closer to her and pushed back against him, drawing a moan from somewhere deep in the back of his throat. Her fingers slid along the waistline to meet in the front, heading for the fastenings there, but he suddenly released his hold on her to grasp her by her wrists and pinned her hands to the wall above her head as he broke the kiss.

"What are you doing?" he asked breathlessly.

"I want to see the rest of you," Avery admitted, biting her bottom lip. Klaus smiled and leaned forward to kiss her briefly, then shook his head.

"Not yet, love," he reprimanded her, then let go of her hands and backed away. Avery remained motionless as she watched him walk across the room to retrieve his shirt and waistcoat, but instead of putting them back on he placed them upon his work table and picked up the book she'd brought with her.

"Read to me," Klaus instructed, holding the book out to her. Avery reached out and took it from him, unsure how to react to the request.

"You want me to read Iris' book to you?" she asked, to be sure she'd understood what he wanted of her.

"Not all of it," he clarified. "Just skip ahead to the good parts."

"You mean the dirty parts," she said with a smile and Klaus nodded, a sly grin on his face.

"I want to know exactly what Iris thinks we should be doing behind closed doors," he told her, reaching out and taking one of her hands in his. He kissed the back of it and led her over to his bed, then sat down and gestured for her to join him. Avery hesitated a moment, then took a seat near the head of the bed, facing him as he sat at her feet with his back against the wall.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" she wondered, slowly turning the pages of the book in her lap. She already knew exactly which page the first love scene started on – and every other one in the novel, for that matter – but she was hopeful that Klaus would change his mind and save her the embarrassment of having to read the passage out loud. "You've read Iris' books. You know how she can get when writing these scenes."

"I do know," Klaus told her with a nod, carefully pulling off her work shoes and dropping them on the floor next to his bed. "I also know that since the characters in this particular book were modeled after us, you most likely replaced them with us in your mind as you were reading, and I'd love to know what you've been fantasizing about lately."

He smiled at her and began massaging her feet, and Avery closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she felt her apprehension suddenly melt away. Without any further hesitation, she turned to the page she had been pretending to look for and began to read to him.

"Alexa felt helpless as she watched Kevin stalking toward her like some sort of great jungle cat, his golden eyes fixed hungrily upon hers. Her heart beat so loudly she could hear it in her own ears, and without even realizing it she let out a gasp as he finally closed in on her. This had been her idea, she reminded herself. He'd told her he'd been holding back all this time, and she had been the one to insist he stop. She had no right to be scared of him now. After all, she had wanted this."

She stopped reading and looked to Klaus. "Um... do you want me to read Kevin's dialogue, or would you like to do it?" she asked him. Klaus grinned and crawled up the mattress to lie next to her on the bed, resting on his side and propping his head up with his hand. Avery turned the book so he could see and pointed to where she had left off.

"'Sweet little girls like you shouldn't go around temping big, bad wolves,' Kevin told her, his heated gaze sliding down the length of her body and back up to her wary eyes. 'Otherwise, they're likely to end up being eaten.'" Klaus sat up and took the book from her, his eyes skimming over the page. "What the hell... How did she know I said that?"

"Marian?" Avery suggested with a shrug of her shoulders, and Klaus groaned.

"Probably. I swear, I'm never telling him anything private ever again."

"Yeah, but you stopped at that," Avery reminded him, "Kevin doesn't."

"So I see," Klaus said, his eyes lighting up as he read over a certain passage, a smile slowly forming on his face. "I think I can do much better than my fictional counterpart, though."

Tossing aside the book, he leaned over and kissed her, his lips firm yet gentle at the same time. Avery reached up to thread her fingers into his hair, and he laid her back on the bed, moving to place himself above her, one of his legs coming to rest between hers. He gradually built up the intensity of their kiss, teasing her by dipping his tongue just between her lips before withdrawing over and over again until she whimpered in frustration, then delving suddenly into her mouth. At the same time, he pressed his thigh firmly up against her sex, drawing a moan of pleasure from her which he echoed in return as he trailed his kisses from her mouth down to her neck.

"Klaus..."

His name fell from Avery's lips somewhere between a whimper and a moan, and it spurred him on even more. His hand began to wander across her body, fondling one of her breasts through her clothes before following the line of her figure, down her side and over her waist until it finally came to rest at her hip.

"My darling Avery," he said as he gently nipped a trail across her collarbone. "My sweet girl... My beautiful love... Allow me to show you how much I cherish you."

Avery was vaguely aware of her skirt being pulled up as he spoke, and soon she felt his hand sliding up the bare length of her thigh. She was about to remind him of how he'd said they should wait to have sex, but then she felt his knuckles brush between her legs and all sense left her. He began to stroke her lightly through her underwear and her eyes fell closed as she bit back the moan which was trying to crawl its way out of her throat.

"You don't have to hold back, love," Klaus told her, his lips once more over hers. "We're all alone, here. Let me hear you."

The self-conscious side of her wanted to continue to hold back, but once he slid his fingers underneath the edge of her panties and began to stroke her without the thin layer of cotton in the way all of her inhibitions fell aside. She arched her back toward him slightly as she let out a soft moan, wordlessly pleading with him to continue what he was doing. Klaus groaned and buried his face against her neck, kissing her pulse.

"You're so wet, Avery," he said, tracing around her entrance with the tip of one finger. "Is that all for me?"

"Yes, Klaus," she replied, whimpering as he continued to tease her with feather-light caresses.

"Hmm," he hummed thoughtfully. "And do you get this wet when you touch yourself at home?"

"Yes," she admitted, gasping loudly when his hand moved a bit higher and he found the sensitive bundle of nerves hidden there and began circling it with his finger.

"Do you enjoy me touching you like this?" he asked, kissing a trail from the throbbing pulse in her neck to her earlobe, which he then caught between his teeth and gave a small tug.

Avery nodded mutely, panting as she arched her hips up slightly off the bed.

Klaus pressed his lips close to her ear and whispered, "Would you like me to make you come?"

"Please, Klaus," she begged him, turning her head to look at him.

Klaus groaned and captured her lips in a hungry kiss, sliding one of his fingers deep inside her. She whimpered into the kiss, her legs coming together slightly in an automatic response to the intrusion, but she soon relaxed as he began slowly working his finger in and out of her, pausing occasionally to circle her clit a few times with his thumb. After a couple of minutes, she felt herself being stretched a bit more as he added a second finger to the first, and she raised her hips slightly off the bed to offer him better access.

"I love you, Klaus." She managed to utter the words amidst all of the feverish kissing and the various sounds of pleasure she could no longer contain as she began to rock herself against his hand.

"I love you, too," he replied, changing the angle of his hand and curling his fingers ever so slightly.

Avery gasped loudly and her back arched fully off the bed as he hit a new spot within her she hadn't known existed, and Klaus chuckled darkly and leaned in to bite playfully at her neck.

"Wh-what are you... Oh!" she cried out as he continued rubbing that same spot over and over, delivering shocks of pleasure to every nerve in her body with each slow, measured stroke of his fingers. Her eyes fell closed and one of her hands went between her legs, trying to get him to go faster, but he continued at the languid pace he had already set.

"Look at me, Avery," he requested, and Avery struggled to comply, but the best she could manage was a half-lidded gaze. Klaus was hovering over her, breathing almost as hard as she was. The intensity of his gaze caused a small, excited shudder to course through her body, and her eyes fluttered closed once more as she began to feel the tension mounting in her core.

"Keep your eyes open," Klaus ordered, and Avery managed to open them once more, causing him to smile. "I want to see how beautiful you are when you come for me."

His words and the husky, carnal tone of voice in which he said them were her final undoing. Her entire body shuddered as she cried out his name, and though she knew he had wanted to see the look in her eyes she couldn't help them falling closed as she tumbled into rapturous bliss. She heard him utter an almost primal, animalistic growl, and before she knew it he was fully above her and claiming her mouth in a wild clashing of lips and teeth and tongues. The hand in her underwear withdrew and then pulled them aside, exposing her wet heat, while the other hand worked its way up under her blouse, pushing it up over her bra. Klaus broke the kiss to sit up and pull her blouse off over her head, and in that moment she could clearly see the fullness of his erection straining against the front of his trousers.

Avery swallowed nervously at the perceived size of his manhood and the sudden realization of where things were heading, but before she could protest his mouth was upon hers once again. His kiss was still passionate, but lacked the raw ferocity of the previous one and – as if he sensed her apprehension – he further toned it down until their tongues were slowly mingling with each other. He then began to kiss his way down the column of her throat to her chest, where he traced the slope of her cleavage with the tip of his tongue.

"Klaus," she whispered his name, shivering as he suckled upon one of her nipples through her bra.

"I want you so badly right now, Avery," he groaned in response, nuzzling her neck.

"I want you, too," came her response, and that was all he needed to hear to lose control.

Klaus' mouth found hers and he immediately kissed her deeply, his tongue tangling wildly with hers. Taking one of her hands in his, he threaded his fingers through hers and pinned it next to her head on the mattress. Avery whimpered into the kiss as his other hand ran down the length of her body, gently squeezing her breast before traveling along her side to rest upon her hip. He pressed himself between her legs and she moaned into the kiss, instinctively raising her leg up along the outside of his, and Klaus ran his hand down her thigh. His grip tightened around the back of her knee, and he raised her leg slightly higher, coaxing her to wrap it around his waist as he began grinding against her. She followed his lead and eased her leg around him, and Klaus' hand moved between her legs, touching her briefly before withdrawing completely.

Avery groaned in protest and opened her eyes to gaze up at him, then let out a shaky breath at the look of pure lust in his eyes. His lips were soon upon hers once more, and she whimpered as she heard the soft sound of the zipper on his trousers being undone. She shifted beneath him, suddenly unsure about whether they should continue, and accidentally brushed up against him. He moaned deep into her mouth, resuming his previous act of grinding himself between her legs, and she broke the kiss to arch her back, his name falling from her mouth in a breathless whisper. She could feel him even better without the heavy wool of his trousers in the way, and the smooth, cool fabric of his boxers provided a very pleasurable contrast to the heat of her body.

"Do you want this, Avery?" Klaus asked her, pressing into her even more firmly and letting out a quiet groan.

"Yes," she gasped in reply, reaching up with her free hand and grasping the hair at the back of his head to press his mouth to hers, catching his bottom lip between his teeth and tugging on it just enough to prompt him to let out a deeper, more primal groan of pleasure.

Suddenly, the door flew open and Marian rushed into the house, looking about frantically.

"Klaus! Are you okay? You're late for you appoint... ment..." his voice trailed off as he made his way toward the bed, finally realizing what was going on. "Oh my!"

Avery's eyes flew open wide and she pulled Klaus down on top of her in an attempt to hide her current state of undress. Realizing that was probably only making the situation worse, she hid her face against his shoulder as she turned bright scarlet.

"I'll reschedule for later this week," she heard Klaus growl at his best friend, and Avery could feel him starting to shake with anger.

"Carry on, then" Marian said, heading back through the house. "I'll just lock the door on my way out."

The door closed behind him and Klaus let out a shaky breath, leaning down and placing his head next to Avery's. He released the hand he'd been pinning to the bed and moved his arm down to wrap around her waist, the other following suit so that he was holding her tightly against him. Avery wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding him him close as he continued to shake, and it wasn't until she heard him let out another trembling sigh that she realized he was crying.

"Klaus? What's wrong?" she asked, attempting to turn her head and catch his gaze. All the could see was his profile, though. His eyes were closed tightly and a sad smile formed on his lips as he let out a sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob.

"I haven't changed at all," he whispered.

"Yes, you have," Avery insisted, causing him to finally turn his head and look at her. Seeing the tears in his eyes broke her heart, and she reached up to brush his slightly damp hair out of his eyes.

"I am the big, bad wolf I warned you about," he told her firmly. "All I cared about just now was my own selfish desires."

"That's not true. You asked me if I wanted it," she reminded him. "You never would have asked if you didn't care about me."

Klaus closed his eyes and swallowed thickly, shaking his head. "I've asked a lot of girls that question, Avery. All the ones who said they didn't want it, I did everything in my power to convince them otherwise. And it would have been the same with you if you'd said no."

"I refuse to believe that I'm just another conquest to you, Klaus," Avert told him, her own eyes starting to fill with tears.

"You're not, but I would have treated you like one. I did treat you like one," he admitted. "I sensed your hesitation, but I kept pushing. And if not for Marian, I would have ended up doing something we'd both end up regretting."

"I wouldn't have regretted it," Avery said. "I love you."

A choked sob escaped her lips and Klaus opened his eyes to find tears streaming down her face. He slid his arms out from under her and sat up on the bed, then carefully pulled her into his lap and held her while she cried, nuzzling the top of her head.

"Please don't cry, love," he told her, struggling to keep himself from losing his composure, as well. "I didn't mean it like that. I could never regret being with you. It's the way things were about to happen that I would have regretted."

"What do you mean?" she asked, looking up at him, and Klaus leaned down to kiss her softly.

"First of all, I love you. You know that, right?" He waited for her nod to continue. "The thing is... Right now, I just wanted to fuck you, and that's what I would have regretted. Fucking you. Hot and dirty sex is great, but that's not what I want for our first time together. Especially since it's going to be your first time."

"I don't understand," Avery said, shaking her head. "You do want to have sex with me, but you don't want to have sex with me?"

"I didn't want to fuck you, just now," Klaus attempted to clarify things for her. "Our first time together, I want to make love to you. There's a big difference."

"Something emotional and not just physical," Avery remarked as she rested her hand upon his chest, just over his heart.

"Exactly."

"You don't regret what we did do, though, right?" she asked him, and Klaus smiled and kissed her.

"Not one bit," he assured her. "At least the first part. I do still sort of regret that things went as far as they did. But only because it showed me how weak I really am. None of my regret has anything to do with you or something you did."

"Really?"

"Really," Klaus told her, kissing her once more. "You were perfect. I can't think of any other words to describe it. You're so beautiful and responsive and those sexy noises you were making... Goddess, I could just listen to them all night and day for the rest of my life."

"You were making some pretty sexy noises there, yourself," she informed him, blushing a bit.

"You like that, do you?" Klaus remarked, smiling at her. "I shall have to keep that in mind for next time."

"So there will be a next time?" Avery asked hopefully, biting her lip and blushing even more as soon as the words were out of her mouth.

"Sooner or later, but for now I think we should slow things down a bit," he told her. Avery nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck, then rested her head on his shoulder with a sigh.

"Fair enough, but can I stay here with you like this for the rest of the afternoon? It's really comfortable."

Klaus chuckled. "I would certainly love to let you do that, but I have work I need to finish. I should probably go see Marian about rescheduling that yearly physical I forgot about today, too."

Avery winced. "You might also want to make sure he doesn't go blabbing to everyone in town that he caught us having sex."

"He won't," Klaus said. "I already warned him about spreading gossip he doesn't have the proof to back up."

"Yeah, but I think it was pretty obvious what we were up to. My, um..." she paused as she searched for the right words, blushing, "lady parts were on full display, your pants are still hanging open, and neither of us is wearing a shirt. It doesn't take a genius to put two and two together."

"I'll talk to him," Klaus reassured her, picking up her blouse from where he had placed it upon the bed and handing it to her. "For now, let's get dressed and I'll walk you back into town."

"Klaus?"

He paused in helping Avery up out of his lap and looked at her when she said his name, only to find her staring at his chest and worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.

"I love you, Avery," he told her, somehow knowing exactly what she needed him to say.

Avery sighed and nodded her head, and Klaus pulled her back into his arms again.

"Nothing will ever change the fact that I love you, Klaus," she replied, and he tightened his arms around her and continued to hold her for a bit longer.

She would never know it, but those were the words he'd needed to hear. Still, there was a part of him which feared that she would eventually change her mind. For now, however, he was content to simply take comfort in her presence and try to forget about all the mistakes he'd made.
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