A:N/ Welcome back! I hope you liked the last chapter, it was one of my favourites. This chapter is a little different; there is a lot of my own dialog in it and my own scenes. There is a lot of Gwen/Klaus in here, so I hope that you will love it! Thank you to my new followers and favourites. You guys make me so happy and I hope this chapter isn't a disappointment.

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Warning- There is smut in this chapter, so if you are below 18 or do not like this type of writing. Well, I suggest you stop reading right here!

New Orleans is abuzz with mills of people in town for the annual Casket Girls Festival. A horse and carriage is seen driving down the street while people dressed up in vintage costumes and wedding dresses drink on the sidewalks. Rebekah Mikaelson walks down the street with a smile on her face as she takes in the party atmosphere.

Rebekah is outside of a shop on the main street, searching through racks of dresses.

"Dull, dreary, hideous-"

Marcel appeared behind her.

"Talking about the cloths, or something else?"

She turns, "Why, feeling insecure? This festival might as well be in my honour. I need a proper costume, so bugger off."

"Bekah…" Marcel attempts to touch her, but she throws his arm off her.

Rebekah replied to him coldly, "Don't. You made your choice. You and my brother are best friends again, you've relinquished your right to touch me."

Before Marcel could answer, his phone began to ring.

"I wonder who that could be." Rebekah smirked smugly.

Marcel frowned and answered the call, "What's up?"

On the other end of the line, Klaus is pacing around the courtyard of the compound.

"A bit if an issue. It seems our little bird had flown the coop."

Marcel returned to the compound and was now sitting in the living room with Klaus, discussing their current predicament.

"You don't have to be Sherlock Holmes to know the obvious. Our secret weapon has escaped." Klaus spoke.

"She wouldn't just leave. She knows the witches want her back." Marcel replied.

Elijah appeared around the corner, and Marcel turns to face him.

"Her violin is missing. She may have left of her own volition."

Marcel winced at his words and took a step closer to the Original.

"What did you say to her in the attic? She lied to my face so she could stay up there, thinking that you'd help her control her magic."

Elijah eyed Marcel, "I have no idea where Davina is, or why she ran away. Can I suggest you take a step back?"

Marcel eyes him for a moment before turning away.

"I can assure you I have absolutely no desire to see that child come into harm's way. She's suffered enough with this Harvest ritual nonsense."

Klaus sniggered, "That child, to whom you refer to so affectionately, is the most powerful witch in New Orleans. If she's fled, what's to stop her from destroying us? In fact, destroying all we've worked for? No, is she's not a friend to this family, then she is our enemy."

"She is a friend, Klaus." Marcel replied.

"Well, let's hope so. Lucky for you, I know how to get her back. Follow my lead." Klaus made his way to the door and left. Marcel was about to follow in pursuit, but Elijah stopped him.

"You know how Niklaus operates. If he perceives a threat, he can become quite ruthless. This would not bode well for Davina."

Marcel's lips pressed into a fine line. "I'm not going to let anybody lay a finger on her."

Elijah nodded, "Nor will I."

In the courtyard, Hayley, Rebekah and Gwen are rifling through several old chest of clothes while they search for a Casket Girls Festival outfit to wear.

"So the witch is missing, huh?" Hayley asked.

Rebekah nodded, "Walked right out the front door, apparently. Know anything about it?"

Hayley shook her head, "No, although I did tell her that the witch Elders were dead."

"Well, why would she care, when the witches tried to kill her in their ritual?"

"I think it was more that Marcel didn't tell her that one thing preventing her from being free had been eliminated."

"So you are the reason she's run off." Hayley smiled slightly and Rebekah shook her head. Gwen however, she was sitting, still looking through the chest of outfits. Taking in everything that was being spoken at that moment in time. Witches, vampires, werewolves, and even hybrids? It was all a lot to adsorb.

"Hey, I was just telling her the truth. She's the one who realised they were just using her to keep control over the witches." Hayley replied to Rebekah.

"Yeah well, I've never been a fan of the boys club. Just wait, Elijah will join them and the three of them will be impossible." Rebekah stated and Hayley nodded in agreement.

Hayley turned her attention to Gwen.

"You should get out whilst you can. Before things get ugly."

Gwen smiled, "Once I can leave. I'm gone."

Rebekah smiled as did Hayley.

The girls fell silent as they watched Marcel and Klaus on the balcony as they mutter quietly to each other.

"Used by the witches, lied to by Marcel, manipulated by Elijah, threatened by Klaus. Just like a modern-day Casket Girl." Rebekah sighed.

Hayley raised a brow, "Are you talking about Davina of yourself?"

"Does it matter? Either way, us girls have to stick together," Rebekah paused before turning to Gwen. "You to lovely."

Gwen nodded and smiled. It was nice being a part of something. Having something and someone to talk to and actually have girl chat with, other than Cami. Gwen didn't really have friends here, she distanced herself from people, and fear of rejection always consumed her.

The Casket Girls Festival is in full swing, with marching bands and people in costumes dancing around the streets. Davina was wearing a masquerade mask and an antique wedding dress to disguise herself as she walks hurriedly down the main street with Cami in tow.

"There are people everywhere!" Davina spoke.

Cami approached her side and grasped her arm, "Just keep walking, no one knows it's you."

Davina stopped walking, "Cami…"

She raised her hand and points into the crowd, alerting Cami to the fact that Klaus is searching for her nearby.

Cami grabbed her, "We have to get off the street."

Cami and Davina rushed off down a side street. Meanwhile, Marcel and Elijah are in the middle of the street talking quietly to another.

"Kieran is gonna call me first is he hears anything." Marcel told Elijah and he nodded.

Klaus approached them, suspicious of their behaviour.

"Ah, you two look rather cozy." He stated. Eyeing the men.

Marcel scoffs, "Hardly. I was just telling Elijah how we're wasting time." Marcel changed tactics to prevent Klaus from becoming further sceptical of the pair.

"You don't like festivals?"

Before Marcel could answer, Rebekah approached them.

"I don't see why not. Who doesn't love a street fair?"

Klaus smiled. "Sister, come to help us find our stray?"

She smiled serenely, "We can't let your secret weapon get in the wrong hands, can we?"

Klaus pursed his lips. "For the record, we're moments away from retrieving her."

Elijah didn't like the way the Hybrid spoke.

"I recognise that tone of voice, Niklaus. Clearly you have some diabolical machination. What is it?"

Klaus refused to answer. He smirked before leaving, following an at first unidentified person walking towards a car parked nearby. It's Timothy. Davina's friend and crush.

"Timothy…" Klaus placed a hand on his shoulder, compelling the young boy, "Might I have a word?"

Meanwhile, Hayley has returned to the former Mikaelson Mansion with her two vampire bodyguards and Gwen in tow. Once they enter the foyer, Hayley turns to them as she heads up the stairs.

"I'm just grabbing some clothes. Give me two minutes, please?" The vampires nodded and retreated outside to keep guard at the front door. Once they're gone, Hayley walked back down the stairs and grabs Gwen's wrists, pulling her behind her.

"What are you doing?!" Gwen gasped in a hushed tone so she didn't alert the vampires outside.

Hayley placed a finger on her lips, gesturing to Gwen to hush.

Gwen complied and followed Hayley into the study. Once inside, Hayley opened up a large wooden chest. Inside it held all of Elijah's journals and personal effects. She pulled out his journal from the 1820's and skims the pages for anything pertaining to Celeste. Elijah's former lover.

"Why are we looking though his stuff?" Gwen wondered as she took a seat beside the wolf.

"There is something I need to do. Something I need to find." Hayley replied. Gwen nodded. She also grabbed a book and began to rifle through it before Hayley found what she was looking for, "Got it." She announced. Gwen and Hayley returned the books to their rightful place, apart from a certain book that Hayley still held.

She sighed, "I am so sorry, Elijah."

Gwen looked at her confused and slightly concerned.

Klaus and Elijah have reconvened at the compound's courtyard.

"Where's Rebekah gotten to?" Klaus asked.

Elijah shrugged, "It's not Rebekah that I'm concerned about. And how can you be so certain that Davina will come."

Klaus smiled, "One might think you've forgotten what it's like to be in the grip of an all-consuming infatuation. She'll come." Klaus spoke so certain and confident, that Elijah didn't question him further.

Elijah looked up at Timothy, who is sitting in the rafters, compelled to play his violin from above. "Are the maudlin theatrics absolutely necessary, Niklaus?"

Klaus laughed, "Ha! It's a fair point," He looked up at the young boy, "Timothy, play something a little more upbeat, please. That's a good lad." Timothy complied and changed the tune at Klaus' demand. Marcel entered the courtyard, "Took you long enough to spread the word."

Elijah sniggered, "Have you met his nightwalkers? Not the brightest assortment."

Marcel glowered, "All that matters is I got it covered. When Davina gets here, you two need to let me do the talking."

Elijah nodded, but Klaus paused. Sensing something in the air. It was Davina, she was nearby and Klaus had picked up on her presence before the others. "Well, I'm sure you'll have your chance," He turns to Davina, "Hello, love." He then turned to look up at the young boy, "Silence is golden, Timothy. Thank you."

"Davina?" Timothy whispered in a confused state.

Davina swallowed the lump in her throat, "You got me here. Now let him down." She wasn't asking, she was demanding his release.

Klaus smirked, "Well, first we have to have a little chat about you returning to the fold."

Marcel turned to Klaus, annoyance on his face. "What did I say, Klaus? I got this," He turned around to the young girl, "D, What happened? Why'd you run? Talk to me. Hey, I can make it right." Marcel tried to reason with her, but she wasn't listening.

"How, by threatening my friend?" She spat out her words like they were venom in her mouth.

"Actually, that was my idea. Apologies. I've been known to go too far to make a point, but I do always get results."

Davina smirked at his words, "You pretend to be so confident, but I know the truth. You're afraid everyone can see what you really are – an animal." Davina raised her hand and began to chant a spell that brought the Hybrid to his knees as he groaned in pain. "A beast. Why don't you show us your real face?" She turned her hand, magically forcing Klaus to partially transform into a werewolf before telekinetically snapping his neck with a flick of her wrist. "That's enough of you."

"Davina, you don't have to do this." Elijah stepped forward, trying his best to resolve the situation.

She turned to him, "You! You looked me in the eyes and lied to my face. Pretended you wanted to help me." The tone in her voice was low, powerful.

Elijah looked at her, the nerves building in his body, "Listen to me…"

Before he could finish, she cut him off, "You call yourself the noble one, but you're a killer just like your brother. For 1,000 years, you've fed on innocent blood. Why don't you choke on it?" Davina, once again raised her hand at the Original and began chanting one more time. Elijah began to regurgitate all of the blood he's consumed before he falls unconscious. She then turned to Marcel, who looked at her with horror in his eyes, "And you! I trusted you. I loved you, but you were just using me to stay in power. You don't care about me."

Her tone was powerful, but it also held a lot of emotion towards the Vampire.

Marcel shook his head as his features softened. "You're wrong."

"When you lost to Klaus. You handed me over like some trophy. Maybe I should boil you in bronze." Davina threatened.

"I care. I took you in like you were my own blood."

In a blink of an eye, Rebekah vamp-sped into the compound and stabbed Marcel through the chest with a wrought-iron poker. He chokes for a moment before he, too, falls unconscious onto the ground.

Rebekah smiled and turned to Davina, "Come on now, love. Don't tell me you were falling for that. Isn't it time for us girls to have a chat?" She looked around at the neutralized bodies of Klaus, Elijah and Marcel. "Now, that is impressive. And well-deserved, in my opinion." Davina looked at Rebekah suspiciously. "Now, before you turn on me, I have a present for you."

Josh entered the courtyard.

Davina gasped in horror, "Josh, what are you doing? Get out of here!"

Rebekah grabbed the boy by the throat and pulled him close.

"What are you doing?" Josh gasped for air.

Rebekah smirked, "Now, if I were Klaus, I would rip Josh's head from his neck, feed it to a nightwalker, and that would be the end of your friend, but hurting people is such a boyish thing to do, like how Klaus compelled your fiddler on the roof. And, while I am many things, I'm certainly not my brother. It's okay, Timothy, you can come down. No one is gonna hurt you."

"He told me I couldn't climb down off this beam." The boy replied and Rebekah shook her head.

"Then don't climb, silly! Am I the only smart one in the room? Jump"

Tim nodded and shoved himself off the beam, before he could collide with the concrete, Rebekah caught him and gently settled him onto to the floor. Tim rushed over to Davina.

Meanwhile, Hayley was on the phone to Sophie. A witch.

"Look, Sophie. I told you everything that I found."

"You said he buried her between two lovely oak saplings. News flash – that was two hundred years ago. They're all just trees now."

"You want to be the all –powerful witch, keep looking. Say a prayer. Have a little faith. You can do this."

The line went dead.

Elijah, Marcel and Klaus have just awoken on the floor of the courtyard after their wounds have begun to heal. Elijah still has blood covering all over his face, Marcel's shirt was also covered in blood.

Elijah sighed, "Well, isn't this monumentally awkward."

Klaus pulled out his phone and called his sister, "Rebekah, where are you?"

On the other line Rebekah was speaking in a hurried and annoyed tone, "I'm with Davina, and she's dying because of your treachery."

Klaus smirked, "Well, I tried to talk to her, out of respect for Marcel, but she made it quite clear she is not our friend. My apologies if you thought she was yours."

"Just tell me how to cure her. Vampire blood isn't working."

"No. It wouldn't. You see, the poison I compelled Timothy to feed her is quite potent. It's just a matter of time for her."

"For both of them, you diabolical bastard. They're children. We could've dealt with her fairly."

Klaus lowered his voce, "There is no dealing with those who threaten us. Davina sealed her fate when she stood against me. This was her choice, not mine."

Klaus hung up the call. Elijah and Marcel stare at him, angry and horrified.

Klaus rolled his eyes, "Oh, come on. The stench of your judgment is overwhelming. Need I remind you that Davina just bested the lot of us? I did what had to be done. Don't worry, Elijah, I remain as redeemable as ever." He smirked.

Elijah was taken aback by what he just heard. "So you compelled that boy to poison Davina without consulting Marcel or myself."

Marcel sniggered, gaining the attention of Klaus. "You know what the worst part is? It's that you're so predictable, I had to make an alliance with your brother, who I don't even like."

Klaus was not amused as his face fell, "Judging by your expression, you have something you'd like to share."

Marcel nodded, "Damn straight, I do. I got a call from Kieran earlier, right after Sabine and some witches almost got their hands on Davina first."

Klaus nodded after Marcel filled him in on his deception.

"So, when you slipped away to allegedly check on your nightwalkers, you were, in fact, colluding with a witch. That's very cleaver. I suppose I should be proud."

Marcel shrugged, "Eh, I just wanted to make sure I had a fail-safe just in case, as Elijah suspected, you started acting like you."

"Except that now you've involved the witches, who, last time I checked, were an enemy to us all, to everything we have, and to our family."

Elijah cleared his throat, "Davina is Marcel's family, Niklaus. Or did that somehow slip your mind as you tried to take her life? You will call Rebekah. You tell her that Davina will recover," He paused, taking in a breath, "I do wish the same could be said for that boy."

A while had passed since the recent events at the compound and Hayley and Gwen had just returned.

As they walked inside, Hayley stopped Gwen and pulled her aside.

"You promise not to speak a word about tonight?" Hayley whispered to Gwen to avoid the preying ears.

Gwen nodded, "I still don't understand what happened tonight. I thought you cared for Elijah. Why would you betray him like that?"

Hayley hung her head, "I have to protect my child. I had to do it…"

Gwen nodded again, understanding her reasons.

"It's okay. I won't breathe a word to anyone."

Hayley sighed in relief. She knew she could count on Gwen. Something about her was familiar to Hayley. Although she couldn't quite work out what it was.

Gwen walked up the stairs and headed down the hallway to enter her room. As she opened the door, she walked inside but hovered at the entrance.

A voice startling her from within.

"Did you enjoy the festivities, love?"

"Jesus! Klaus, you scared me." Gwen sighed. Her heart racing.

"My apologies. Tell me, what did you get up to too night?" Klaus asked as he sat on a chair in the corner of the room, a glass of amber liquid in hand.

Gwen paused for a moment before answering, "Just out in the streets. Watching the shows. Mingling with the people." She replied.

Klaus eyed her, sceptical of her answer. Gwen picked up on this.

"What? You don't believe me?" Gwen questioned him.

He shrugged, "Should I?"

Gwen nodded, "Of course. Why would I lie."

Klaus nodded and rose from his seat. Walking over to Gwen, she bit her lip in concern. Did he know?

As he walked forward, closing the distance ever so slightly. Gwen held her breath. Awaiting what was coming next. But what the Hybrid was going to do surprised her.

"You are free to go, my love."

A shiver ran from the top of her spine to the very base of her back. She didn't reply which made Klaus wonder.

"What's the matter? I thought you'd be pleased." Klaus smirked.

"Why do you do that?" Gwen crossed her hands across her chest, awaiting his answer.

I'm afraid I don't know what you mean."

She shook her head, "Yes. You do. Why do you act so cold… so distant?"

Klaus' smirk faded and was replaced with a scowl. Gwen bit her bottom lip, fear building inside of her core. She had pissed him off and she knew it.

"Forget it." Gwen sighed. Gwen walked around Klaus and headed to her bed to retrieve her suitcase from underneath. Klaus slowly turned around and watched as she threw pieces of clothing into the case and enter the bathroom. He sighed and stood tall.

"Are you just gonna stand there, are do I have to ask you to leave?" Klaus released a small grown from his mouth. Loud enough for the young woman to hear.

"Mind your tongue." He warned.

Gwen smirked, "Why? What are you gonna do?" She pushed and he was cracking.

"May I remind you of whose home you're in?" Klaus replied.

Gwen sniggered, "Not for much longer. So save your speech for someone who'll listen."

Klaus vamp-sped over to where she was stood. His eyes glinting gold before turning back to ocean blue. He gave her a silent warning, one that she didn't take.

"I suggest that you back off before I scream." Gwen whispered.

He smirked.

"Ohh, love. I'll have your neck snapped before you part your lips…"

Gwen swallowed hard. His threat washing over her. He wasn't playing around; his tone was strong and very accretive witch made her skin ignite into flames as her body was enraptured into heat.

He was inches from her face, his warm breath hitting her in the face as she breathed heavy. The adrenalin running through his veins, as was hers.

Gwen looked up into his eyes. The held something that Gwen wanted to figure out, something that she wasn't going to let go until he told her. He was as still as a statue, but Gwen was slightly shaking because of his threat that was still very on the table. It all rested with what she done next.

But what she done next would shock Klaus.

The air was thick with tension. Klaus still hadn't moved, neither had Gwen. He was stood inches from her face; Gwen bit her lip and Klaus' eyes fluttered down to her pouty lips.

Gwen took a step forward, closing the gap between them. His breath was warm on her face; she released her lip from her grasp and closed her mouth.

Side-stepping Klaus, Gwen walked around him but he caught her wrist in his large hand, stopping her from going any further.

He yanked her back and into his grasp. Gwen released a gasp as her chest collided with his own. His chest was vibrating. The wolf inside was stirring beneath his skin. Gwen looked up at him, his face was blank, completely expressionless as he stared blankly back at her glowing orbs.

Gwen's lips parted slightly as she inhaled, walking into his grasp, she placed a hand on his shoulder to prop herself up. She leaned in, but he stopped her. She looked at him, confused and slightly embarrassed at her actions. Klaus smirked as her cheeks flushed scarlet red.

Raising his own hand, Klaus placed it on the side of her cheek, slightly moving his thumb back and forth across the tender flesh. Gwen leaned into his hand witch caused him to smile once more. She smiled and pulled away from him, leaving his hand in the air as she done so.

Before she could take another step away, Klaus pulled her back into his grasp and smashed his lips against her own. His animalistic instincts taking over as he hungrily pushed for more.

Gwen broke the kiss as she gasped for air, "W-what are you doing?" she whispered, catching her breath.

"What you were too scared to…" he replied. He placed his thumb and finger on her chin and tilted her face to look at him, her eyes were wide and 100 percent alert. Her body was awoken as the heat was radiating off of every inch of her.

Gwen gasped as he nipped at her chin with his nails, his hand was stoking her cheek before he said, "Goodnight, love."

He backed off and walked around Gwen and headed for the door, she was stood in utter shock.

"What?" She spoke.

Klaus placed a hand on the door handle, "Was I not clear?"

Gwen smirked, "Is that what you do? Get into someone's head; make them think things… feel things. Then you just run away like a cowar…" Gwen snapped her mouth shut. Realisation smacking her in the face. Her cheeks burned at what she just said, she watched as Klaus' back tensed from under his shirt. A mixture of dread and embarrassment was stirring in her stomach as his hand fell by his side.

Her heart was racing and her hands were trembling. She knew he was unpredictable but she didn't know by how far.

Klaus inhaled as he stood facing the door. Did she really just say that? Does she really mean it? No, she can't. She's tricking me. She's tricking us all! Klaus turned around slowly and gazed upon the woman. She was stood at the edge of the bed, her arms wrapped around her body, hugging herself tightly. Klaus couldn't help but want to hold her, his emotions were trying to get the better of him, but his ego was in the way. Stopping him from seeing the truth, seeing what was right in front of his eyes.

Someone who wanted him. Someone who didn't judge him and was willing to take time to know him. Someone who really cared.

Klaus walked to her, taking large strides as he done so. Gwen held her breath as he stopped in front of her, his eyes searching hers.

Gwen turned around, but he grasped her shoulders, pulling her back.

"Why?" he asked.

"Why what?" Gwen replied.

"Why would you say that, love?" Gwen got a shiver down her spine. It was when he called her love; it stirred in her stomach like butterflies. Gwen couldn't help her growing affection towards the killer, but she knew it was wrong, she knew it was going to all end in tears, one way or another.

She sighed, "Because, it's the truth, Klaus."

His eye twitched, "Lies."

Gwen frowned, "Why would I lie about that?"

He shook his head, and backed off.

"Why are you so scared to admit your feelings?!" Gwen yelled into the room. It echoed against the wooden walls inside before the room plunged into silence.

"I don't have to admit anything, love," Klaus replied in a calm tone, "I know you're lying."

Gwen sniggered, "Fine… Compel me." silence once again consumed the room. Klaus' mouth dropped as Gwen walked towards him, "Compel me to tell the truth. Ask me anything." She pushed.

"No." Klaus replied.

Gwen shook her head, "Why? If you think I'm lying to you, compel me and you'll have your answer."

"I said no. I won't compel you." Klaus sighed.

"Why!?" Gwen demanded and Klaus walked towards her, her eyes becoming wide as he grasped her by the shoulders and pulled her close.

"Because! Because, you didn't see the terror in your eyes when you asked me to never compel you again."

Gwen's mouth dropped, his eyes were glazed over as he held him, his grasp tightening on her shoulders. She leaned her head forward, never looking away from his ocean orbs. Once she could feel his breath on her lips, Gwen placed a small, delicate kiss on his. When she pulled back she was held under his heated gaze. She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and captured it between her teeth as she looked at him.

Klaus smirked, "Very well then."

Gwen looked at him confused, before she could ask what he meant, Klaus snaked his hands around her waist, pulling her against his body. She released a low moan as he lowered his head and placed tender kisses on her delicate neck. Nipping and sucking until he reached her jaw. He pulled back. Gwen grinned and he done the same.

Klaus grabbed her and threw her onto the bed before vamp-speeding on top of her. Once her body collided with the mattress, she released a gasp. Klaus was on top of her in a flash, smashing his lips onto hers, as his tongue demanded entrance to her mouth. Gwen happily complied. Their tongues battled for dominance, Gwen want about to go down without a fight.

She grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him to the side, she was now on top. He smirked, and pulled her down so her body was flush against his. Gwen captured his mouth with her own, she bit at his bottom lip, and he released a small growl which made Gwen's stomach flutter in excitement.

She sat up, straddling his waist as she braced her hands on his stomach. She looked down at him, smiling.

"Going or staying, love?" Klaus grinned.

Gwen panted as she tried to catch her breath.

"What do you think?" She smirked and Klaus made his move.

Flipping the pair over so that he was now in control, he grasped a hold of her shirt and ripped it to shreds. Her upper body now bare and vulnerable to the Hybrid. She gasped as he lowered his head and nipped at her neck, slowly going lower and lower, until he captured one of her breasts in his mouth. Gwen released a small moan and arched her back. She fisted her hands into his hair and pulled him closer. Klaus smirked as he moved back up to her lips.

"Please…" Gwen panted. Her heart rate was racing.

"Please, what?" he teased.

"I want you." Gwen admitted.

Klaus smiled and kissed her deeply. He lowered his hand down her side ever so slowly until he reached her waist. He tugged at the fabric until he ripped it off. Gwen was now completely at his disposal, he had her at his beck-and-call. And he couldn't be happier.

Gwen whimpered as he moved down her body, kissing her all the way. He got to his knees and removed his shirt and unbuckled his belt as Gwen watched, propped up onto her elbows. Klaus placed his hand on her neck and pushed her back down onto the bed with force. He placed himself in between her legs before entering her slowly.

Gwen gasped out loud as he fully entered her. She constricted around him and he released a growl. She braced her hand on his back as he began to move, picking up the pace with every passing moment. Gwen hummed, she braced her hands on his back again but this time, she dug her nails into his flesh, causing Klaus to gasp and release a warning growl at Gwen.

She smirked up at him, and he shook his head at her. A slight smile of his own. Gwen arched her back once more as Klaus bound her wrists above her head, stopping her from touching him. Giving him full control over her.

Gwen raised her hips and pushed closer to him, her stomach brushed against his causing her to moan. Klaus picked up the pace and pressed her into the bed; Gwen wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him even closer.

Gwen bit her lip in pleasure as Klaus became undone and collapsed on top of her.

The sweat was glistening on their bodies as they lay side on the bed. The only thing covering them was the satin sheet that was on Gwen's bed. Gwen lay on her side, Klaus' arm around the nape of her neck as he lay on his back, the cover stopping just above his waist.

"Do you believe me now?" Gwen asked.

Klaus frowned. Did he believe her? Or was this a spur of the moment thing. A moment of madness.

He didn't answer.

Gwen propped herself up onto her elbow to look at him. He also refused to look at her; instead, he gazed at the ceiling, avoiding eye contact.

"Klaus?" Gwen whispered.

He sighed and slinked out of the bed, leaving Gwen behind.

He walked across the room to collect his discarded clothing items and pulled them on.

"You should get some sleep, love." Klaus spoke.

Gwen was pissed, but she hid her anger with a smile.

"Okay." She replied through clenched teeth.

He nodded and left the room without another word.

Gwen smirked and shook her head.

Once she was sure he was out of ear-shot, she climbed out of the bed and hurriedly pulled on her clothes.

Two hours had passed since Klaus and Gwen had been together. The home was silent. Gwen opened her door and peeked outside, the corridors were empty, not a vampire insight. Taking her opportunity, Gwen walked out of the room, her suitcase tugging behind her.

She walked down the stairs, clunking her case behind her down each step until she was at the bottom.

Walking to the large entrance, Gwen looked back at the Courtyard. Pain and betrayal on her face as she bowed her head to the ground. Klaus had used her and then left, and she let him.

"Asshole… I'll show you exactly what you've just done." Gwen muttered before turning and walking into the night.

A:N/ Hello again. Well, I hope you liked this chapter. It was harder to write because I'm not good at the smutty nonsense but i tried my best and it was crucial I wrote it in this story. You'll know why in the following chapters. I hope you come back and read the rest when I post them.

Until next time….