She smirked against his lips, finally releasing it from her teeth. Her nails ripping his belt, button and zipper, she quickly discarded of his jeans, throwing them to the floor. Her lips made contact with his skin, her sliding out and traveling across his chest then leaving a searing kiss in place of her tongue. Standing to her full height, Bonnie discarded her own clothes, everything except her bra and panties. She was on top of him seconds later, slowly grind her hips against him, her lips colliding against his again.
Apparently, time was not to be wasted, which was more than passable in the Original's eyes, as within the span of a few short breaths he was clad only in his boxers. Kisses placed teasingly along his flesh had Kol grinning in anticipation of what was to come, his gaze never once faltering from the beguiling sight splayed before him. And although her mouth parted from his torso far too soon for Kol's liking the alternative was just as prepossessing. Black orbs clouded with lust soaked in the vision of Bonnie stripping before him. A view unmatched by any he'd come across in his thousand years but, as per usual, she ceased her actions before putting on display her best assets. Ever the tease when permitted. His lips pressed ravenously back against hers as she gyrated her hips against his most sensitive anatomy, eliciting a deep moan from the back of his throat. Kol sought to pull her in deeper, endeavoring to do so, until his restraints suspended him mid-action.







