𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 /ə𝒃ɒ𝒎ɪˈ𝒏𝒆ɪʃ(ə)𝒏/ 𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏
𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.
Keziah Rose will always be an abomination to everyone around her. All she knows is loss and disappointment.
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MUSIC WAS PLAYING FROM THE SPEAKER as Keziah danced to the music. Kol was stood leaning against the wall, amusement plastered over his face. She sang along to the lyrics of Don't stop me now. Dancing over to Kol, she grabbed his hands and made him join in.
"What even is this music?" Kol questioned as he lazily danced.
"Are you kidding me? This is Queen! You've not lived if you haven't listened to them! They're like the best band ever!"
"You better educate me then." Kol smirked twirling her under his arms.
The song switched to a slower one and she couldn't contain the smile on her face. Keziah's arms wound their selves around his neck as his rested on her waist. "Can anybody find me somebody to love?" She sang along to the song. She quickly pecked his lips.
However, Kol dipped down and their lips met once more. It was heaven. It always was when she was with Kol. His tongue brushed across her lips and she granted him access. They were both fighting for dominance. The heat between them increasing with every second.
He pulled back and his lips trailed kisses down her neck. Somehow, they had ended up on the end of the bed. Keziah was wrapped around his waist, clinging onto his neck as much as she could. She didn't even flinch as she felt Kol's fangs pierce the skin on her neck, only for him to pull back.
"Kol?" She softly asked, her hands lifting his head up by his cheeks. He wouldn't even look her in the eye. "Kol, look at me." She begged.
"I don't want to hurt you."
"You could never hurt me, I trust you." Keziah stared into his eyes, showing him what she felt. "I trust you." She whispered softly, nodding her head.
He tentatively went back to kissing her neck before he plunged his teeth into her neck. Keziah was expecting pain, however all she received was pleasure. She gripped onto his hair tightly and moaned.
"Fuck." Kol whispered as he pulled away. He licked her blood from his lips, and she had never seen anything so sexy before.
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Kol managed to flip them over, his body trapping Keziah underneath him. Her hands tugged at his shirt immediately wanting it off and it was. Their lips met again in a hunger for each other. They physically couldn't get enough of each other. It was all going so fast, but she didn't care, she needed him. She needed Kol.
Keziah's dress t-shirt was ripped in two, leaving her in just her black underwear. Kol's eyes darkened as lust took over. His hands dug into her hips as he worked his way down. She gasped as he easily pulled off her bra and attached his lips to one of her nipples. Her back arched as one of his hands slipped under her panties. Our breathing deepened as his fingers pushed into her core. This was heaven.
"Kol...please." She didn't have to say anymore before the rest of their clothing was gone. No more boundaries between them. Kol lined himself up and slowly eased himself in. She clenched around him, not used to him, but it was worth the pain to begin with.
Soon, pain turned to pleasure, as his thrusts got faster. They were a mess, breathing heavy, moaning at the pleasure. Her legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, they're kisses sloppy. The knot in Keziah's stomach tightened, and she knew she was close. "Fuck!" She cried out as the tightness released into an explosion of ecstasy.
"Shit.... Keziah!" Kol panted, before he released as well. His forehead leant against hers as they stared into each other's eyes. They were connected on a whole new level and Keziah was addicted. She was addicted to him, everything about him.
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Keziah groaned as Kol's phone rang constantly. They could never get a moment of peace. His arm let go of her waist as he reached for the phone on the bedside table. Keziah rolled over and rested her head on his free arm, using him as a pillow. He immediately put it on speaker before he answered.
"What is it, Elijah?" Kol wasn't in the mood to talk to Elijah.
"Klaus is gone."
"Good riddance." Keziah whacked Kol on the head and glared at him. He cheekily smiled back and pecked her cheek.
"Brother, Klaus is desiccated."
"What?" Keziah asked, shocked. This couldn't be true. The daggers didn't work on him.
"It seems you both have missed quite a bit. Our dear mother, turned Alaric Saltzman into a vampire and is in possession of a white oak stake that can't be destroyed. His life is tied to Elena's."
"Kill the bitch." Kol inputted. She had to stifle her laugh at his bluntness.
"Then we would never get our brother back. The Salvatore's are in possession of him. If we kill Elena, they will throw our brothers body into an ocean."
"I don't see the problem here." Kol stated.
"Kol!" Keziah shouted, hitting him on the chest this time.
"Doll, a Nik free life, is a great thing." Kol tried to reason. She was not going to have any of it.
"Kol, he is my best friend and he is your brother. Get your head out of your ass."
"She's right Kol. I'm going to broker a deal with them. We get Niklaus and in return we scatter, Alaric chasing after us." Elijah pressed.
"Like we did with father? I've had enough of running." Kol sighed. His hand had found its way to her hair and was fiddling with the ends.
"He belongs with us, Kol."
"Fine, make the deal. We'll run. We'll keep you updated, is that good enough for you? Goodbye." Kol hung up the phone and threw it back onto the bedside table.
"Now, where were we?" He smiled before he leaned down.
Keziah playfully pushed his head away. "We were asleep."
"I can think of something else we can do." His lips nibbled along her neck, his fingers tracing patterns down her stomach.
