“ —— mhmm, “ cocoa hues roll upon hearing his words, not only is he trying to get a rise out of her by continuously bringing up the fact that he killed her brother, ( for no apparent reason, might she add. ) he’s also continuously threatening her life, which is no surprise to her nevertheless its amusing to say the least. you’d think he’d of figured by now that she has no regard for her own life, not since the demise of her brother so in cora’s eyes ——— he can end her life, she has nothing to live for. “ do you ever tire of threatening people & never following through ? “ eyebrows rise & fall in a teasing nature, if he’s willing to push her buttons, far be it for her to not return the favour.
the hand placed purposely on his thigh brushes upwards, dainty digits easily brushing against every muscle of his chest, ( at least he has a good chest, if nothing else. ) in the most softest of touches. she might as well be gentle now since the whole purpose of having him chained to the chair is to torture him & she will, eventually. first, she’ll enjoy playing with him like he has been with her, expect she won’t be gentle. moments later & a dainty digit softly brushes against his lower lip, her head tilting aside as cocoa hues catch the gaze of his own cocoa’s. “ if you’re going to bite them off, why not start now ? i dare you. “ obviously he won’t get the chance since she’d with ease remove it before he even contemplates his move.
“ i only need to hurt you for a moment kol, continuous moments, until you’re begging me to stop & even when that happens, i won’t stop, not until you KILL ME. “ a wicked smirk of sorts curl at her lips as she tightens her grip on the blade all the while allowing the blade to cut into the flesh of his neck, momentarily enjoying the view prior to removing it altogether. “ you see, i don’t care if you kill me, kol, hell — i want you too but not yet, not until i’ve had my fun. “ & with those words spoken she immediately thrusts the knife into his chest, cocoa hues flickering from the pained look in his cocoa’s to the vast amount of blood pouring from his wound. she’s definitely going to enjoy this. “ i suggest you start apologising ‘cause baby, i’m just getting started. “ & the only way she’ll stop is if she’s dead or if he apologises for his indiscretions.
“My threats are the only thing stopping me from doing the deed. Is that what you crave, sweetheart? Is life so poor that you’d rather nothing but the end?” His head fell back, the smile refusing to fade -- although now it was a little more bitter than it was previously. Cora had managed to trick him and now he was chained, incapable of using his hands to strangle her by the throat and tear out her lungs. “Trust me. I’ve been dead. It’s not the peaceful haven that fictional books would make you believe. There’s far more torment awaiting you on the other side for your sins, princess. If you just imagine, for one second, the pain that your brother is going through as we speak... Do you think he’d want you to accept the same fate?”
The finger that taunted him was moments away from being released from the rest of her hand, but her words forced him to rethink his actions. Kol was far too stubborn to give into the dares of others, especially his foes. “You truly think that I’m going to beg you for anything?” He scoffed, subtly leaning into the blade that made its way across his throat. His next sentence was cut short when the same weapon found his chest, forcing his entire upper body to tense up. Blood continued to pour from the wound and would do so until the knife was removed from its position. “Why do you consider your life so worthless that you would beg for death over the loss of one individual, a member of your family or not?” His hands subconsciously fought against their bindings. “Release me. Remove these chains and I’ll show you what it’s like to well and truly be alive. I’ll give you what you want, deep down, beneath those hateful words. A life worth living. A life fit for someone of your caliber.”
