Possessive (Kol Mikaelson Fanfic)

Control

(Diamond's POV)

I gently shook Kol's shoulder, and he reluctantly moved away. I slowly sat up and said in complete embarrassment.

"Rebekah, I give you my word we didn't do anything. This really isn't what it looks like. Kol and I were just ... "

"About to have sex."

Boy, was she blunt. I quickly shook my head as a negative and exclaimed.

"No! Of course not! I'm still a ... I mean ... I would never ... Oh my gosh! This is so embarrassing!"

I quickly grabbed one of Kol's pillows and covered my face with it. Somebody please just shoot me! This was so embarrassing!

I slowly peeked over the pillow and saw Kol roll his eyes then reply.

"Is there something you needed, sister? We were in the middle of something."

I slowly pulled the pillow away from me and saw Rebekah smirk then say.

"I can see that."

She then narrowed her eyes at me, and I quickly hid my face against Kol's shoulder. Kol instantly wrapped his arm around me, and I simply moved to hide my face against his chest. I heard Rebekah scoff then say annoyed.

"She removed her shoes. Even though, I specifically told her not to. Now, she must accept her punishment."

I immediately wrapped my arms around Kol's neck, and held on tightly to him, while curling my feet closer to me. Kol responded by holding me tighter against him and replying.

"Now, why would you wish to punish my precious little jewel, sister? Look at her, she's terrified of you. Isn't that punishment enough?"

"No! She needs to learn ... "

I then heard Kol's tone of voice change into something much darker and menacing, as he snarled at Rebekah.

"I suggest you leave, sister. I'll take care of it."

After several seconds, I heard a huff then the slam of a door. I slowly looked over to the side and realized Rebekah had left. Kol merely chuckled then said.

"I had no idea you had such a fear of Bekah."

I shivered slightly then replied.

"She wanted to super glue my feet to the shoes. Rebekah is crazy enough to actually do it. That's why I'm afraid of her."

Kol smirked at me and replied.

"You have a good reason to fear Bekah. She is a Mikaelson after all."

I nodded against his chest and simply continued to hold on to him. Kol tightened his arms around my waist then said casually.

"Bekah wants you back downstairs."

I clutched on more tightly to his neck then shook my head and replied.

"No, I don't want to go back. I hate parties."

"Come now, sweetheart. It's your birthday. You should be radiating with joy and excitement over your special day!"

I deadpanned and replied.

"You don't even believe what you're saying Kol."

He chuckled and replied.

"Don't misunderstand. I love parties just not birthday parties."

I slowly pulled away from him then looked away and huffed.

"Yeah, like stripper parties and junk."