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What Advice Do You Have?	By : mprice Category: +. to F > From Eroica With Love Views: 1112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own From Eroica with Love, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm sorry, Klaus. (Well, actually, not really.)

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CHAPTER THREE

FOLLOWING ADVICE
�Klaus��
The only response this got was a sleepy grunt.
Mercedes leaned closer to the man�s ear. �Klaus, darling�� she whispered. �Wake up.�
Klaus gave another low moan and shifted position. Or at least, he tried to shift position. With a jolt, he realized he was blindfolded, spread-eagled on the bed and tied to the bedposts. �What the hell�?�
�Good morning, my sleeping beauty,� Mercedes purred in his ear.
Klaus pulled at his bindings, being relieved when he realized he had not been stripped of his pajamas. �What are you doing to me, woman?� he demanded.
�Oh, really, I thought you were an intelligence officer.�
Klaus gave an annoyed growl. He had trained himself to wake at the slightest noise, the slightest movement. So how the hell had she been able to get him into this position?
�How did you get me this way without waking me up?�
�I sang to you, and you slept like a baby.�
�Sang?�
�Mary had a little lamb��
Klaus cursed under his breath. He had also trained himself to fall asleep to the wretched nursery rhyme. Damn the woman for realizing this. �Alright, you�ve had your fun. Now let me go.�
Mercedes gave a small laugh. �Oh, my darling Klaus, I haven�t even begun to have my fun yet.�
Klaus stiffened upon hearing this. �What?�
�I�m trying something new.�
�And I�m trying very hard not to lose my temper.�
�Go right ahead, Klaus, dear. You�re absolutely gorgeous when you�re angry.�
�Shit.�
�You want me to be the mother of your children, don�t you?�
Klaus remained silent. He did not like the direction this conversation was taking.
�Well, we�re going to do things on my terms.�
�There are easier ways of telling me.�
�My terms, Klaus.�
�Meaning?�
Mercedes started to unbutton the front of his pajama top. �Meaning, we do it my way.�
Klaus found himself too stunned for words. Then the woman he had thought was a reserved individual started to cut the sleeves of his pajamas. �What the hell are you doing!� he demanded. �These are my best pair of pajamas!�
�No, they�re not. Anyway, I bought you a replacement,� Mercedes said as she went on to cut off his undershirt and then pull the material out from under him. �Several replacements, in fact.�
�So you�ve been planning this?�
�Um, hmmm�� Mercedes purred as she started to nip at his neck. She could not help but smile at his reaction, each nip causing him to catch his breath. �I�ve noticed something about you, Klaus, dear.�
�What? That I married a crazy woman?�
�No, that you like to have someone else drive your Mercedes.�
�Very funny.�
Mercedes giggled and continued to nip at his neck. Then she slowly moved down his chest, pulling a sharp gasp from him as she circled his nipples with her tongue.
�So, you�re gonna try and rape me, is that it?� Klaus sighed. He was surprised at the lack of anger in his voice. He was also
surprised at the reaction of his own body at this unexpected attack. Sexual arousal on this level was definitely unfamiliar territory.
�Do you think anyone will believe Iron Klaus could be overpowered by a woman?�
�Damn you!� Klaus pulled at his bindings again.
�Struggle all you like, I�m not letting you go until I�ve finished what I started,� Mercedes said firmly. �And you are going to
cooperate.�
�Like hell!� Klaus snarled, letting loose a stream of obscenities as he fought like a wild man. �I�ve killed for less than this!�
�Go ahead, threaten to kill me, if it makes you happy. You can�t fool me.�
Klaus suddenly stopped struggling. �What are you talking about?�
�Oh, really, Klaus,� Mercedes said, racking her nails down his chest and pulling another sharp gasp from him. �I�m not a complete fool, you know. You may be in charge out there in the world, but you don�t really want that in here. You want someone else to make the decisions.� She dragged her nails down his chest again and smiled as he arched his back in response. �Iron has to relax or it will break.�
�You�ve been reading those stupid women�s magazines again, haven�t you?� Klaus grumbled. �All that crap about how to please your man.�
�Let�s just say I got advice from a very reliable source.�
��Fuck.�
��I intend to,� Mercedes giggled. �Just relax, my beautiful man, and let me ravage you.�
Klaus gave a disgusted snort. �Now you sound like that bloody idiot Lord Gloria.�
Mercedes was glad Klaus couldn�t see the expression on her face when he said this. It was a combination of delight and sadness. Dorian had been right on nearly every point so far. The only thing he had not known was Klaus�s vulnerability to the nursery rhyme.
��Insults will get you�Oh!� Her eyes grew wide as she saw the growing erection that was straining against her husband�s pajamas pants. �I think we have conflicting opinions,� she observed as she proceeded to cut off the rest of Klaus�s pajamas.
Klaus wasn�t sure how to respond to this. The more he fought, the more aroused he became, which was not what he wanted at all. This is not how married people are supposed to act. Even worse, the more Mercedes seemed to imitate the Earl, the more stimulating he found the experience. What the hell is wrong with me?
Mercedes slowly slid her hands up his thighs and Klaus drew a sharp breath, his body going rigid as she started to knead his testicles. He was trying desperately to concentrate his thoughts. Then she put his penis in her mouth and he could no longer think straight. For the first time in his memory, his body simply reacted as everything went spiraling beyond his control. To his shock, he heard a moan a pure pleasure rising in his own throat. This should not be so wonderful. I should hate it! It isn�t natural.
Klaus could not quite believe what was happening. Could not quite believe what the woman he had married out to duty was doing to his body. Could not quite believe that he had somehow allowed himself to be this vulnerable. And the ultimate point, he could not quite believe how much he was enjoying the experience.
Just as Klaus thought he couldn�t take anymore, Mercedes stopped and sat up, pulling a whine of frustration from him.
��Do you still want me to stop?� she asked in an innocent tone.
Klaus gave a growl, pulling at his bindings. �Damn you, woman! Finish this!�
�My terms, Klaus. You have to ask.�
�I�m not gonna beg!�
��I didn�t say you had to beg, you beautiful man,� Mercedes said seductively. �I just want you to ask. Not demand. Not order. Ask.�
��I�m gonna divorce you after this!�
�Oh, I�m sure Lord Gloria will love to hear about that. He tried to break us up for a year and a half, and you can�t take the heat for more than three months.�
�You keep that bloody pervert out of this!�
Mercedes ran her hands over Klaus�s hips, moving them up and down the inside of his thighs, causing him to shiver. Then she reached back to squeeze his firm buttocks. �What do you think he�d say if he saw you now?� she asked, kissing his hip and slowly moving toward his groin, one little kiss at a time. �At my mercy�� Another kiss. �What do you think he�d do?�
Klaus gave a low growl. What Mercedes was doing to him was bad enough. He did not even what to contemplate what the Earl would do.
�I know�� she whispered, stroking the inside of his thighs with feather light touches that threatened to send him over the edge of sanity.
�Don�t talk,� he snapped. �Finish this!�
�Oh, come on, you dear, beautiful man. It won�t kill you to say please, will it?�
Klaus gave another annoyed growl. To his surprise, Mercedes climbed on top of him. He drew a sharp breath as she took the full length of his erection inside herself. He found himself moving his hips automatically as he penetrated the warm, inviting folds of her body. Suddenly she was attacking his neck again, moving around his throat, pulling at the folds of skin with her teeth. He found himself wanting her to stop and go on at the same time, arching his back and groaning as she moved down to his chest to run her tongue around his nipples and then manipulate them with her teeth. A shiver of pleasure mixed with pain shook his body as she racked her nails along the side of his chest.
Damn the woman for blindfolding him! He wanted to see what she was doing. What she intended next, which apparently was to drive him completely insane, because he was sure he would go mad if she didn�t move soon. He was surprised to hear a whine of frustration escape himself as he squirmed beneath the crazy woman who was currently attacking his chest with the tip of her tongue. He arched his back and thrashed unsuccessfully in his bindings. Iron Klaus does not whine! Iron Klaus does not beg. Iron Klaus does not�Does not�
�Mercedes, please!� he gasped out finally. �For the love of God, finish this!�
�There, you see? I told you it wouldn�t kill you,� Mercedes purred seductively. She started moving rhythmically over his engorged penis, slowly at first and then faster and faster until she was panting with the effort and moaning with pleasure at the same time. To her delight, she heard Klaus�s growls change to moans of pleasure as his breathing quickened to match hers.
When Mercedes finally climaxed, she sat up fully and arched her back, throwing her head back, the low moan in her throat turning into a loud cry that startled the man beneath her. She felt Klaus thrust up a moment before he came himself, and she moved her knees out slightly, repositioning her pelvis to allow him to penetrate her further. She heard a groan of pure pleasure rise in his throat as she did this, her own body stiffening as she allowed herself to be overwhelmed by the experience, a moan of ecstasy escaping her. Finally, she collapsed on top of him and the pair lay gasping for breath.
Mercedes hadn�t expected to enjoy this power play quite so much. Nor had she expected Klaus to be quite so aroused by it. She was delighted and saddened that Dorian had known her husband far better then she had been willing to admit. It only served to underscore the fact that all her assumptions had been correct and she was merely a surrogate for the Earl.
Mercedes gave the man beneath her a kiss on the cheek. �I love you,� she said gently, startling herself with this admission. She had never told him this, knowing that he did not love her in return.
Klaus merely grunted, as coherent speech had yet to return to him.
�Are you really going to divorce me?�
He sighed heavily. What would he say? He wanted a divorce because he wife wanted to have sex with him? �No,� he
said at last.
Mercedes laid her head on his chest. �Good.�
Klaus wondered when this game ended. Was he was supposed to ask to be released as well? �Are you gonna leave me tied up all day?� he asked finally. He was amazed at how calm he sounded. He should�ve been furious, but the overwhelming nature of his wife�s sexual attack had taken all the fight out of him. Is this the afterglow everyone�s always talking about?
Without disengaging herself, Mercedes pulled the blindfold off his face and looked into his eyes. �Are you going to hurt me if I let you go now?�
Klaus was clearly horrified. �No!�
�Just checking.� Mercedes was determined to keep her voice light, but had been relieved at the vehemence of this reply. She had no doubts that she had married a violent man and had actually been afraid of retaliation, despite Dorian�s assurances that Klaus would never raise his hand against her. She had been uncertain as to whether she should completely trust the Earl�s word. He could just as easily have been setting her up to be beaten to a pulp by her unpredictable husband. �You did say you�d killed for less,� she reminded gently.
Klaus gave her a steady look. �I always promise to give back double what I�m given.�
Mercedes� eyebrows went up and she returned the look. �Really?�
Klaus�s eyes grew wide as he realized the implications of what he had just said. Shut up until you can think straight, he told himself.
She drew a deep breath before playing her final card. For this to work, she could not admit to fear. Could not admit to her own uncertainty. She had to stay in control, and she was certainly in the right position for it at present. Didn�t they call this the
power position?
�Klaus, I want to make myself clear,� she said firmly. �I�ll be the perfect wife out there. I won�t embarrass you. I won�t make scenes. I�ll do whatever you say and whatever is expected of me. Out there. But not in here. I will not be ordered around in here.� Mercedes paused. �Can you handle that?�
Klaus�s eyes narrowed. �I�m not gonna let you tie me up every time we�� his voice trailed off, leaving the sentence unfinished.
Mercedes smiled. �We�ll see,� she replied and kissed him on the mouth.

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