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Kol mikaelson

I can't believe we're finally alone
He had her in the confines of his arms, palming the wall beside her head, trapped by his body. The smooth fabric of his pants hot against her leg, which protruded from the slit of her gown.
His natural scent, a sugary concoction of honey with a champagne inflection, her favourite.
His words sending her head into a fuss of emotions. She made his heart hammer like a headboard on a honeymoon, and for all the decades he had kept his composure, he couldn't give it up now.
I can't believe I almost went home
He had been on the verge or retiring to his room, his solitary compound, more so to sulk. But seeing her get pushed around by him was the last straw. Disrespecting his family is punishable by death, but disrespecting his Y/n? You poor tortured soul. If you have her, the woman of every man's dreams, why jeopardise it? He just couldn't see the point.
What are the chances? Everyone's dancing
The ball was in full swing, silks and satins gracing the dresses that were soft to the touch, cashmere and cotton suit jackets that fit like a glove.
Partners of two, parading around the floor, a chandelier hanging low from the ceiling. Hues of gold and white painted the walls of the room, generous trimmings of rich fancy. Lights dim but not dark, complimenting the romantic ambience of the night.
And he's not with you
The brown haired sex pest, as he saw him, hand in hand with another woman. Those Salvatore brothers seemed to be on the verge of a sibling owned harem, reserved only for Elena Gilbert.
He had watched his best friend get neglected by both her boyfriend and his brother, as they had chosen to focus their efforts on twirling the crybaby around the dancefloor.
He would have heard her heart sink if she were still human, and he would have hated it, instead he saw the burning tears welling in her eyes- which was debatably worse.
He had her now, attempting to speak sense into the space between her ears, of which hung expensive diamond earrings.
"I need you to understand me."
"I do, Kol, I just don't want to hurt him-"
"You won't hurt him, you are incapable of hurting him, because he doesn't love you." His undead heart hammering in his chest. The silence was a shot stake to their hearts. She was struggling to find the dialect, having kept such secrets for so long.
"I..."
"It's killing me. Watching you be let down, all these years together and I still can't bare to see you get your heart broken."
It was killing him that Y/n had never seen the eyes he would give her, the pure devotion, a sacred passion for only she.
"I...have suspected that he may not love me. It was obvious from the start the more I think about it." She whispers, eyes sullen and glazed over.
"I don't understand how you're upset about him, him!"
The universe must have divined this
"That's not why I'm upset. Am I so nauseating that I cannot be loved?"
Her eyes bore deep into his, he can feel her silent crying breaths hit his skin due to the intimate position.
"I don't understand what you're saying, darling."
She looks off to the space behind him, choosing her words carefully. The nickname sending shivers down her spine.
"Must I spend every night alone? For all the centuries, I've never been graced with a genuine love. All my distractions, the men, a means to an end-"
"Distractions for what? There can't be something I don't know about you."
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me, Mikaelson."
"I simply don't believe it, we turned together. We have been daggered together, I know you inside and out. So please tell me, what is exactly is it that I missed?"
What am I gonna do
"Only my reason for living."
"Which is?"
"You."
He had felt his chest tighten, the excitement of such a statement almost making him choke on his own spit.
"W-What are you saying?" He had never been one to stammer.
"That I love you-" She turned her head to the side, refusing to meet his eyes for the sure rejection. He removed his palms from the wall, she had assumed it was a disgusted urge to get away from her.
"Y/n-"
"Give me a moment. I need to get it all out or I fear I never will. I have loved you since we picked wildflowers for the first time, in the meadows that stretched for miles, probably in this very spot we stand in. You always did pursue the more confident women, my mind had convinced itself I never stood a chance. When we turned, when it all-" she swallows, the memories of poor Henrik, "-happened. I thought that eternity together may help you love me? But you had never showed interest, so I purged myself on wine and women and men that came along. I understand, if your wish is for distance, I can leave this manor and never speak to you again. After all, finding out that your best friend since birth has been in love with you all these years you may find...uncomfortable-" she feels the hot tears running down her face, watching the smirk on his face cracked her open, "I'm glad you find this funny-" she pushes past his shoulder, to leave.
Not grab your wrist?
His hand reaches for hers, gripping her wrist. He uses his vamp speed to pin her back against the wall.
He's kissing her, with a fervour that no man could match, his body couldn't be closer to hers. Her eyes roll back into a closed position, she whimpers into the kiss. Her arms come up to secure themselves around his neck, his right arm is anchored around her waist. His left hand comes up to cup her cheek, wiping away the tears that stood angrily pouring.
I could be a better boyfriend than him
He parts from the kiss reluctantly.
"I'm yours." He's breathless.
"Since when?" She's curious, a childlike innocence has returned to her eyes.
"Before you felt for me, I can say for sure. We were ten, you tripped and grazed your knee on that stupid rock-"
"The one in front of my home-" She gasps at the memory.
"-you cried so hard, I remember I came running, it seems like nothing compared to what we've been through since then." His eyes gloss over, remembering how many times you had been daggered in front of him, although you were not apart of his family- Niklaus still saw you as a disobeying sister, or someone he must protect from the world.
"That was what did it for you? A crying coward?" She laughs through her tears of joy.
"Darling, you were ten." He snickers.
"I...still have that bluebell you picked for me. I casted a preserving spell on that day, I hid it from your siblings, Nik would have teased me forever."
"We were so innocent."
"Dumb as doorknobs, too." She lets her head fall forward, resting on his chest.
"You must know, I've never...bedded a woman." Her head shot up at this.
"Are you serious?"
"Not because I haven't had the opportunity, because I didn't want it if it wasn't you." She felt riddled with guilt, having been around in her lifetime.
"I'm so sorry, oh my-" Her heart drops, realising how he must have felt watching her sleep around.
"You didn't know. Like you said, you used distractions, I wallowed in self pity like a wimp." His sad laughter could have broken her.
"I wish I could go back." She chokes on her words, it dawns on her that he could have been her first, and only.
"We can't, but we can go forward. I'm completely in this, you, forever."
"Not always and forever?" She makes a light joke at their family motto.
"We've had always since we first lay eyes on each other, it's time for me to give you forever."
"You make me insane." She shakes her head at her infatuation.
"I'm so in love with you."
I could do the shit that he never did
"So do me a favour, darling, dump the imbecile."
"I'll kill him if you want." She shrugs, nonchalant at the thought of murdering the eldest Salvatore.
"And shield me the fun?" He raises his brows at her.
"I apologise, I forgot we share the same bloodlust." She rolls her eyes.
"That, my love, is why we are soulmates."
She grins like a sly cat.
"Soulmates?" She giggles.
"You have been a Mikaelson since my family met you. I mean, we might as well be married by default." He crosses his arms, a joking tone.
"Take me out for a drink first, my brother in christ." She flicks his shoulder, he pulls her in by the waist, pressing another kiss to her lips.
She chuckles into the kiss, pushing back with matched passion.
"What the hell is this?" A stern, loud tone shot from down the hallway.
She gasps, pulling away, fighting back laughter.
"Good evening, mate. Meet my girl, Y/n." Kol bows to the brunette, storming his way towards them.
"This had better be a very funny joke that I don't understand." Damon growls.
"Oh, save the hostility, we both know you don't care." Kol rolls his eyes.
"About you kissing her? Aren't you two, like, practically siblings?" He challenges him.
"Well, she'll have my dna in her tonight, I guarantee-" He was just too cocky for his own good.
Damon tried to slam the original against a wall only to receive a snap to the neck from the girl who had been battling a fit of giggles.
"Now that was just too far, no one puts hands on you." She reveals, walking forward.
"You had better use yours, or so help me-" His gruff statement drives her desire to have him up against the wall he was almost thrown against.
"Wanna say that again?" She leans forward, giving lingering kisses to his neck. His head tilts back, arms wrapping lightly around her.
"If you carry on, I'll write lines on a chalkboard, darling." He releases a moan as she wraps her lips around a patch of skin, sucking a dark red mark that soon disappears.
"Why do that when I can scratch lines down your back?" She whispers into his ear.
This is going to be a long evening.
Up all night
His hand pushed her head into the pillows, chest tight against the sheets.
"Fuck, Kol." She moans out, his hand wrapping around her hair, his other one grasping her waist.
She insisted on this position, a favourite of hers that she felt he'd enjoy.
His incessant railing driving her over the edge, she bit the pillow below her crying out in broken whimpers.
Kol's desperate whines racked from deep in his chest as he pounded his hips into her with a newfound chase for release.
He remembered what she had told him, his hand releasing her hair, snaking down her front. He presses his middle and pointer finger to her clit, circling tight with a steady pressure.
This spurs her on, pushing her hips back to meet the heaviness of his thrusts.
His body drops forward, his lips pressing kisses to her shoulder, leading up to the crook of her neck before coming back up.
I won't quit
She had switched their positions now, wanting to see his face when he came.
Simple missionary, a plush pillow underneath her lower back.
His hands gripped the low-rise headboard, it was cracking every second under the strain of his grip.
She had her legs loosely wrapped around him, head shooting back to press against the mattress.
She muttered a spell under her breath, a wave of pleasure manipulating the nerves of her clit.
The feeling of his absolutely over average cock hitting her deep pulled moans from her with each snap of his hips.
Her hands raised to grip his shoulder blades, his thrusts becoming incredibly fast.
"Oh, god, Kol."
Hearing her moan his name again was enough to send him over, he let go, painting her from the inside with centuries of desire being fullfilled. She followed after, clenching around him, dragging her sharp nails down the skin of his back as she had threatened.
He felt embarrassed at the pitch of his whines, but couldn't fight the noises he was making.
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
Downstairs, the blue eyed vampire stirred, groggy from his state of knock out.
He pushed himself up from the floor, steading against the wall. His ears tuned in to the sounds, not enjoying what he picked up.
The lewd groans of his now supposed ex-girlfriend and Kol Mikaelson.
"Gross. So gross." He puts a hand against his forehead, still fuzzy from his forced slumber.
I could be such a gentleman
She lay there, a sheet of sweat glazed her skin, chest heavy.
He rested his head down next to her, nuzzling his face into her neck, pressing soft kisses to the area.
"I love you, we should shower." She spoke, blunt and easy, a pause between the statements
A chortle escapes his lips, vibrating against her.
I could be a better boyfriend
"I love you too, maybe a shared bath wouldn't be too awful." He takes her earlobe between his teeth, grazing it lightly before getting up, a lustful sigh leaving her lips.
"Hey, you do not get to do that and walk away!" She picks up a pillow, throwing it at the man, he catches it without even looking back.
"Well, we have every minute of forever for me to make it up to you." He winks, throwing the pillow back on the bed.
He entered his adjoined ensuite, putting in a plug before running the hot tap, he thinks back to the start of the gala.
I don't need to tell you twice
It was the beginning of a dance, Klaus had suggested guests in attendance should switch partners, adding some spice to the dusk.
He watched as her face lit up, beelining towards Rebekah, of course.
She took the blonde's hand, pulling her into an embrace before inaugurating the waltz.
Kol's eyes didn't once land on the lady who had clung to him, instead, lingering on his beauty and the happy moment she had found.
Rebekah loved the girl like family, they all did.
All the ways he can't suffice
He watched as her once beaming face dropped, smile leaving the pretty features.
He looked in the direction that had caught her eye. Of course, the filthy Salvatore had the hybrid blood bag in a close cradle.
If I could give you some advice
He wanted so desperately to heal her wounds, her aching heart. He knew how she had been taken advantage by the man, he knew that she knew he was doing it. The worst part was that she didn't care it was happening.
I would leave with me tonight
He remembers his pleas to the gods, from the second he had switched his dancing partner to his beloved Y/n, for her to have a moment alone with him.
He had promised flutes of champagne before whisking the girl off to an abandoned section of the mansion.
The universe must have divined this
He watches as the bubbles rise to the top of the tub, turning the knob to stop the water overflowing.
The sounds of his padding feet alert her to his presence, she exhales the smoke currently swirling around your mouth.
"Are you smoking without me?" He teases, as if he didn't smell the smoke from the bathroom, choosing to let her have a moment alone.
"Want some?" She holds her hand out for him to take the pre-roll, courtesy of Jeremy Gilbert's suit jacket she had raided, delighted to find the piece of heaven.
"Do you need to ask?" He sits on the mattress, pressing a kiss to her forehead as he took the joint from her. She watched as his lips wrapped around the roach end, his hand coming up to lay against her thigh.
He craned his neck down, kissing her as he blew out the smoke, letting it bounce between their mouths.
"Bath is ready."
Ladies first, baby, I insist
He trailed his fingers up and down her thigh as she sat, back to his chest, the water at a perfect temperature.
It felt so natural to be so close, as if they hadn't been only friends just hours ago.
Sure, she had kissed him many times, at the expense of games between her found family but this was different. There was heart in it.
Her eyes were closed and he couldn't help but admire her at ease face, you were at peace in this moment, he smiles to himself.
I could be a better boyfriend than him

Back at the party, Damon can't help but break the news to anyone who would listen, after all, he doesn't exactly love betrayal.
"Hey, big bad wolf, did you know that your sibling is upstairs railing the ever living fuck out of my girlfriend?" His annoyed tone brings a grin to the hybrid's face.
"Oh? Which one, I wonder, has taken her on?" He teases, of course he knows in his heart, exactly who.
"Take your guess." Damon is snide, a sarcastic fake smile slaps him across the facce.
"Finn? No, much to boring for our darling Y/n. It can't be 'Beks as she is over there hanging off the arm of that waiter. Ooh, my money would be on Elijah but he's much too noble to drop his trousers for a taken woman." He reaches out, picking up a glass of something from a passing busboy.
"Stop playing games. I'll kill him-"
"Will you?" Klaus objects.
The Salvatore is silent.
"Because to me, it seems like you never cared for her at all, it takes me all of my will to not stake you where you stand- per Y/n's request. My thought is that she'll want to do it herself now, having found a reason to drop you and your...poor attempts of love and compassion." He takes a sip from his expensive crystal ware, his Mikaelson smirk still adorning his smug features.
I could do the shit that he never did
Being in Kol's arms felt so right, at long last.
Her heart skipped a beat every moment she realised it was real, that she wasn't dreaming in the discomfort of her past lovers bed.
Up all night, I won't quit
She knew the eve wasn't over, the pair still had a millennia of lost time to please.
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
Kol was proud at his efforts and success of getting his paws fangs on her, finally getting what he wanted.
He was growing tired of the pining and swooning.
I could be such a gentleman
His hands linger as he wraps the crisp white towel around her, hugging her from behind, nose pressed into her hair.
I could be a better boyfriend than him
Him. Who stood, defeated and angered.
I could be a better boyfriend
Memories sparked in Kol's mind, of all the times he could have stopped it.
I never would have left you alone
It was a party at the Salvatore boarding house, in late august.
She sat on the couch, legs and arms crossed watching her then boyfriend dance around with the girl she hated. Not because she wanted him and often tried to swipe him from her, no, because she was such a whiny crybaby. She read through old messages in the Mikaelson family group chat.
Here on your own, glued to your phone
Kol watched, a sad smile playing on his lips as you scrolled through whatever it was you had focused your attention on, shaking his head at the audacity of the ripper's worst half.
Never would have left you alone
He never would have left you alone.
For someone else to take you home
After all that, he still had to watch you disappear to sleep in his bed, for months on end.
He spoke up, snapping out of his thoughts and memories.
"I will worship you for eternity." The sincerity of his voice making you smile.
"And I, you.''
I could be a better boyfriend than him.