Klaus leaned back against the sofa, smiling. There was no way she was going through with this…nor was she going to make him squirm. He laughed hoarsely, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
"You know you don't have the balls to go through with it, Elena, so why should I bother getting naked?" he asked, spreading his arms over the back of the sofa in a relaxed manner, as if he didn't have a care in the world.
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Elena matched him smile for smile. "In fact?" she dared, lifting her chin. She pointed the can of whipped cream at him crotch. "I hope these aren't a good pair of jeans."
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Maybe it was the tilt of her chin or the can of whipped cream aimed at his crotch, but it caught her eye and he sat up at it. The air in the room grew thick with unresolved sexual tension as Klaus stared at her. "Go ahead," he whispered sharply. "I dare you, love"
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Hayley laughed. "God how hot is his sexual tension..." she sang.
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Klaus shot her an annoyed look, but Elena required her full attention as she gave hee a thorough look as well. Their eyes met and neither moved an inch until Elena gave him a drunken smile and said, "Okay, remember…you asked for it." And then proceeded to drizzle it with whipped cream.
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Klaus gasped as the cold covering splashed across his chest. She was a pro with that damn can, effectively covering his pecs and abs in one go!
He jumped to his feet, more than a little dazed. Whipped cream dripped down his belly and onto the waistband of his pants. He winced when he felt it slide down his belly.
Granted, this was a whole new side of Elena, one Klaus was sure he'd appreciate if he wasn't feeling like a particularly tasty dessert right now. His eyes narrowed on her and he shook his head, still dumbfounded that he was actually toying with this. "Oh… you're going to regret that."
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Elena simply raised her chin. "I doubt it." Hayley handed her the chocolate.
"Oh, it's hot, Hay…" she whispered to her friend. Her smile was positively evil. "Good job, we can't have ice cream without hot chocolate." She wobbled a bit on her feet even as she pointedly looked down at his jeans.
"Now, do you want to lose...ahem..." she laughed, "I mean, lose your pants or are we going to make you a half-dressed ice cream?" she asked with a smile that was almost as sweet as the chocolate coating she held in her hand.
