Smut: “We’re in public, you know?” And “Bend over.” from prompt list 2 with Kol Mikaelson?
141.“We’re in public, you know?”
143.“Bend over.”
Oooooh I’ve been waiting for someone to request my boy Kol! I love him so so much!
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You were able to bring Kol back from the ancestors with the help of some very old magic you swore you would never touch again...
But you had to bring him back. You need him, and he needed you. It was a struggling year without him, and of course having to control Klaus didn’t make anything better. You and Kol had known each other since before he became a vampire, making you one of the oldest living witches.
“Hi darling,” Kol whispered, standing in front of you in his real form.
“Kol,” you sniffled, standing up to rush into his arms.
“Oh I missed you so my love, you’re even more beautiful than I remember.” Kol smiled, twirling you around.
“I missed you more, being apart from you feels like the other half of me is missing.” you whimpered, shoving your face in his neck as you cried.
“I’m here now, and this time I’m not going anywhere.” he reassured, pulling your face back to kiss you sweetly.
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You had taken Kol to Rousseau’s to celebrate his return, dancing and drinking away. You had latched yourself to your lover, fearing that if you let him go for even a second he’d disappear. Kol kept a protective had to your lower back, leaning down every now and then to place a kiss to your forehead.
It was incredibly sweet, but you had other ideas. There was nothing you loved more than riling him up, and that’s exactly what you wanted to do. You were turned to the side, facing him as you watched him take a sip of his drink. That’s when you made your move, taking your hand and placing it right on his manhood. He nearly choked on his drink, pushing your hand away.
“We’re in public, you know?” he chuckled, dodging your attempts to grab him again.
“Mhm, so?” you smirked, this time he let you feel him up.
He hardened at your touch, but he had enough as he pulled you to the restrooms. You giggled because you knew you were in for it, making sure to cast a spell to where no one could enter while you had your fun.
Kol slammed you against the wall, a moan leaving your lips. You smiled up at him, his response being a growl low in his chest.
“You think you’re cute don’t you darling? Getting me worked up in front of all those people.” he spoke, tilting his head to the side.
“I love seeing you riled up for me.” you breathed shakily, moving your hands down his chest. He stepped away from you, pushing you to towards the sink.
“Bend over.” he grunted, removing his jacket.
You did just that, making sure that he could see the thong you were wearing under your short skirt. He cursed under his breath, the telling sound of his zipper being heard as you panted with anticipation. He flipped your skirt up, palming your ass cheek before landing a swift smack.
“Not even wearing proper underwear, naughty.” he spat, pulling them down.
You wiggled your ass at him, earning another smack. You giggled which quickly turned into a squeak as he entered himself inside of you. Kol sighed in relief at the feeling of being connected to you, his heart beat picking up at the sight of you bent over for him.
It didn’t take long for either of you to release, the built up tension of being apart for so long made the physical contact more intense than before. Kol pounded himself inside of you, the only noise being your moans and skin slapping. You gripped the sink tighter as your legs started to shake, Kol having to weave an arm around you to hold you up. His other hand grabbed a fist full of your hair, yanking you back to kiss you sloppily. It was teeth and tongue, fighting to taste the other.
“Kol, ‘m gonna cum baby.” you whined.
“Cum for me my love, let everyone know who fucks you this good.” he growled, moving his hand from your hair to rub your clit.
You screeched his name, Kol not falling far behind you as he released into you. He kept rubbing you through your orgasm until you had to push his hand away. He pulled out, adjusting his pants before sitting you up on the sink. He bruised his lips with yours, fingers digging into your skin to leave his mark.
“I love you,” you whispered, caressing his cheek with your thumb.
“I’ve loved you for a thousand years darling, and will continue until someone kills me for real.” he laughed, helping you clean up before heading back to your apartment.
Nights Like This - Kol Mikaelson ft. Damon Salvatore
//Requested: Can i request an imagine where the reader is Tyler's sister who is also one of Klaus' hybrids and catches Kol interest while taunting Damon at the ball and later they sleep togather? And others make a big deal of it, cuz even though she isn't really freinds with MF gang(maybe just Bonnie&Caroline)mainly because she and Elena were always at odds with each other, they still sees her as one of their own? Like idk if this makes any sense but i would love to see how it turns out...//
//Pairings: Kol x Reader, Damon x reader. Warnings: Language, mentions of sex. Tag List: @akshi8278 @simonsaysyasss//
Everyone always said you were just like Tyler, just nicer. The star athlete, the one everyone wanted to be with - romantic or platonic - and now one of the first Hybrids. The only downside to being one of the strongest beings on the planet was that you belonged to Klaus Mikaelson. Your brother was sired to Klaus but you simply did what he told you to do because you were a pack mentality kind of person. Where Tyler went, you went. Which was how you ended up at that stupid ball.
Being at the ball wasn’t the worst thing possible. You got to see people you hadn’t realized were still in town. You got to dress up in a beautiful gown. You got to feel like you were someone who mattered.
“Why not just leave?” Elena asked for what seemed like the millionth time since you expressed that you didn’t necessarily have to stay and answer to Klaus. “If you’re not sired-”
“You may not get this but Tyler is my family, my pack.” You said frankly. “I can’t - won’t - leave him behind.”
“Y/N, I have a brother too. I get it.” She tried to loop the conversation back to her.
“I’m leaving this conversation.” You announced before her next statement could drop. “See you girls later.”
You wandered the ever-growing crowd, hoping for a familiar face. There was a list of people you wanted to see and a list of people you wanted nothing to do with. You knew the other Mikaelson siblings would be at the ball, but Klaus had taken careful steps to keep you and Tyler away from them for the time being. You wanted to put them on your ‘Do Not Disturb’ list but you couldn’t avoid someone you didn’t know.
“Well well.” You said as you approached Damon. “And here I thought Stefan was the only one who could pull off a suit.”
“Hello Y/N.” He smirked at you. “Never thought I’d see you in a dress.”
“What do you think?” You smiled, giving a flirtatious twirl. The sleek gown spun effortlessly with you, your hair whipping around you. “Like what you see?”
“You do look stunning, in case it wasn’t obvious.” He winked, leaning in a bit as he complimented you.
“If you ask me, this dress looks much better on the floor of a hot guy’s bedroom, but that’s just me.” You shrugged.
“Is that an offer?” Damon quirked an eyebrow.
“Do you want it to be?” You teased in return. “I can open my schedule.”
“Well, let me show you upstairs and we can test that theory.” A new voice spoke at your side. “This way you’ll have a worthy man’s bedroom to be in.”
“Hello handsome.” You grinned. “Got a name?”
“Kol Mikaelson.” He smirked, bowing slightly. “And you?”
“Y/N Lockwood.” You gave him a curtsy.
“Ah, one of my brother’s newest creations.” He nodded with that same lopsided, boyish smirk. “I have to say, my brother doesn’t give you enough praise.”
“Which is why I don’t quite care for Klaus.” You winked to the boys before turning and disappearing into the crowd, throwing a little more sway to your hips as you walked.
Meeting Kol had thrown you for a loop. You knew the Mikaelson siblings were an attractive group, but you had never seen anyone so beautiful. Kol radiated a chaotic energy, one that could feed into your wildly unpredictable personality. His eyes held the light of the stars and the mischief of the Devil. His lopsided smirk was magnetic, teasing, and tempting all at once.
Later that night, you ended up being dragged to the dance floor when Elijah asked for everyone to join them for a ‘century old waltz’. You had begun your dance with Tyler before being spun and landing in someone else’s arms.
“I saw you earlier.” Your brother said with a chuckle.
“Gotta be a little more specific there, Ty.” You laughed lightly.
“With Kol and Damon.” He specified. “I thought you were gonna stay away from Klaus’ siblings?”
“I didn’t know it was his sibling till after I had talked to him.” You shrugged. “Besides, is it a crime to flirt with a cute boy?”
“Klaus might think it is.”
“It’s a good thing I don’t care what Klaus thinks then, isn’t it?”
Before Tyler could respond, you were spun into the crowd, landing in Damon’s arms.
“Hello, Y/N.” He smiled.
“Hello, Damon.” You smiled in return.
“How are you enjoying your night?”
“Much better now that I’m with you.” You looked up at him with a smirk. “This dress is annoying though.”
“It looks stunning.” He whispered in your ear.
“While I don’t disagree, it would be so much funner if my dress was off.”
“In front of everyone?” He chuckled. “How naughty.”
You were spun into the crowd again. This time landing with Klaus.
“Ah, my favorite Lockwood.”
“We both know you like Tyler better. Don’t start with me.” You rolled your eyes.
“Snippy tonight, aren’t we?” He chuckled. “My brother says he’s met you, rather pissed I didn’t introduce you myself.”
“Is that so?” Your eyebrows raised. “I thought I wasn’t allowed around your siblings.”
“It seems like Kol has taken a liking to you, meaning that he will be quite persistent.” Klaus nodded in thought. “I know that you despise me, Y/N, and you only stay for Tyler.”
“Wolves are pack animals. You know that.” You shrugged. “What are you getting at?”
“You respect me, but you don’t necessarily listen to me.” He commented to which you nodded, knowing he was right. “That being said, if you want to be with Kol so be it. Just know that I expect loyalty and submission from you when the time comes.”
“Meaning?” You challenged.
“Meaning when I ask you to do something, you do it.” He said sternly.
Before you can ask him what he intended you to do, you were spun through the crowd yet again. You landed awkwardly in the arms of the boy who you had gone into the evening expecting anything from.
“Nice to see you again, Darling.” He said, shooting you the boyish smirk you remembered from earlier in the night.
“Well, if it isn't my new favorite vampire.” You replied, countering his smirk with a flirty smile of your own.
“And here I was thinking you didn’t like me.”
“What’s not to like?” You winked.
As the song ended, Kol offered you his arm. He asked if you’d spend more of the night with him, saying he’d be honored if you’d let him get to know you. Admittedly, you had come to the ball to try to get Damon’s attention but you were quick to realize that one Elena showed up, that was all he would focus on. So you took Kol up on his offer and spent the night getting to know him. The crowd still seemed to grow with every minute and you grew bored of the idle conversations.
“You seem bored.” Kol said when it became just you two again.
“Quite frankly, I am.” You nodded. “It’s just so repetitive, y’know?”
“If you’re still open to it, I’d love to take you upstairs and see what that dress looks like on the floor.” He whispered in your ear.
“Then what are we still doing down here?” You said, turning so your lips ghosted over his.
With a giddy smile, he took your hand and pulled you upstairs. You thought you heard your brother calling out to you, but the blood rushing in your veins drowned out any other noise.
You two locked yourselves in Kol’s bedroom and he quickly pressed you against the wall, lips crashing into your messily. Your hands quickly found their way to his hair, running through it and tugging lightly at the ends. His hands gripped your hips, lifting your just enough to wrap your legs around his waist. This action caused your dress to ride all the way up your thighs, exposing your bare skin to him. You kicked off your heels, hooking your ankles around each other.
Your lips were moving together, both of your desperate for the other. Your hands slid from his hair down his chest, tugging on his tie in an attempt to pull him closer. He chuckled against your lips, pulling away to remove the tie and his jacket. He tossed the tie purposefully on the bed, his jacket was dropped at this feet. You admired him in those quick moments, lips pink and glistening from your sloppy makeout. His hair was wild from your fingers.
“What is it, Darling?” He asked gently when he faced you again, his eyes softening to a look of admiration. His fingers danced on the exposed skin of your legs as they stayed hooked around him and your arms were wrapped around his neck loosely.
“You’re really pretty.” You said with a breathy laugh.
“I’m glad you think so.” He laughed and kissed you, softer than before, more intentionally than before.
Slowly, he began to deepen the kiss, his hips grinding against yours and the action pulled a gasp from you. Kol took this chance to slip his tongue into your mouth, dancing around yours. Without you realizing, Kol had taken you off the wall and dropped you carefully onto the bed.
You leaned forward, slowly unbuckling Kol’s belt and his pants. Then your hands slid up his stomach and chest, unbuttoning his shirt with slow and intentional movements. You stood as you undid his shirt, peppering kisses on his collarbone and neck.
“You’re killing me, Darling.” He groaned with a satisfied smirk when your hands went back to his hair and tugged gently.
You turned with a giggle, pulling your hair over your shoulder. Kol’s fingers danced along the open back of your gown, slowly undoing the knot in the middle of your spine. It sent a shiver through your body. He undid the zipper for your skirt and the fabric fell from your body.
“Seems you were right, Y/N.” He said, turning you to face him again. Your hands pushed his shirt off and a hum left your throat, signalling for him to keep talking. “Your dress does look better on the floor... But the most beautiful sight is what that fabric was hiding.”
You sat back on the bed, laying on your back as Kol climbed on top of you. He gently took your hands and lifted them above your head, using his previously discarded tie to tie your wrists to the headboard. He slid off you, placing kisses down your chest and stomach until he stood and removed his pants.
“What a tease.” You laughed and tugged lightly on the tie. “Am I supposed to play along?”
“Just for now.” He winked, coming back to meet your lips.
The next morning you woke in a bed that wasn’t yours, next to a boy you barely knew. You sat slowly, wiping the sleep from your eyes as you scanned the room for your heels, dress, and underwear. Finding them in a trail leading to the bed, you slipped out of the sheets and dressed yourself as quietly as you could.
“Sneaking out already?” You heard Kol mutter in a half-awake state.
“Sorry, pretty boy.” You smiled slightly, hurrying back to place a quick kiss on his cheek. “Gotta go before either of our brothers comes looking for one of us.. Call me, though.” You added the last part slowly and you heard him chuckle in response.
You managed to sneak out of the Mikaelson house successfully. If someone had asked you how you didn’t, you wouldn’t have a good answer for them. You walked with heels in hand to your own home, where you didn’t have as much luck. You walked in to Tyler, Caroline, Elena, Bonnie, Stefan, and Damon sitting in your living room and all eyes landed on you once you opened the front door.
“At least let me get changed?” You sighed tiredly. Physically, you were fine. You felt small bruises and hickies healing on spots hidden by your dress, but you were mentally exhausted. You knew there’d be questions. You knew there’d be a lecture. And that was the last thing you wanted.
You quickly made your way to your bedroom and let the dress slip from your body yet again. You tossed it over a chair and put on one your old t-shirts and shorts. You brushed your hair and teeth, washed last night’s makeup off, and put on your slippers before meeting the group again.
“You slept with him, didn’t you?” Elena said first.
“Kind of obvious, isn’t it?” You laughed. “I’ve seen your walk of shame out of the Salvatore house so don’t talk to me like your some virgin.”
“How could you do that?” Bonnie added in shock. “Y/N, the Mikaelsons are here to kill us!”
“Klaus already killed me... And Tyler...” You shrugged.
“Exactly my point!”
“I don’t see why it’s such a big deal.” You announced in annoyance, dropping to sit next to your brother. “No one here cares when Elena sleeps with Damon or when Caroline sleeps with Tyler. Or even when Bonnie slept with-”
“This is different.” Bonnie interjected quickly, not letting you mention Jeremy.
“I can make my own choices!”
“It’s a one time thing, right Y/N/N?” Your brother cut in.
“We’re just looking out for you.” Stefan said gently. You would’ve believed him if he hadn’t been sneaking around with Rebekah.
“Bullshit.” You scoffed. “Where’s this intervention circle when Stefan comes back from screwing Rebekah?”
“You’re with Rebekah now?” Elena asked, eyebrows raised in accusation.
“No.” Stefan shook his head.
“I’ve seen him sneaking out of her room so Klaus doesn’t see him.” You laughed. “You all want to sit on a high horse and look down on me for sleeping with a guy? You’ve all done the same thing.”
“Y/N...” Caroline said softly. “You’re like family to us.. We want what’s best for you and it’s not Klaus.”
You laughed loudly at that. “You guys think I slept with Klaus?” You shook your head.
“Who else would you have slept with?” Elena asked.
“Oh my god, I can’t stand Klaus!” You threw your hands forward in exaggeration. “I’d rather chew off my own foot.”
“Then who-”
“Kol.” Tyler cut off Elena.
“Bingo.” You smiled proudly.
“Y/N, Kol is no better than Klaus.” Elena tried to reason.
“But Damon is so much better?” You countered. Her eyes dropped. “Exactly. Just mind your business, all of you.”
“Are you two going to be together?” Tyler asked carefully.
“I don’t know.” You said honestly. “He was so much fun last night and I couldn’t help myself. It might just be sex, it might not. I might never talk to him again. But with all of you jumping down my throat, I’ll never know.”
“Whatever makes you happy then.” Tyler said with a sigh. “You’re going to be the one to answer any and all questions Klaus has, if any ever come up. And if he gets pissed, you’re dealing with that.”
“Understandable.” You nodded as your phone vibrated in your hand. You looked down and saw a message from who you assumed was Kol.
characters: kol mikaelson x reader, rebekah mikaelson, klaus mikaelson
word count: 1,273
warnings: fluff, nakedness
summary: never go out drinking with rebekah. never.
beta: she wants to remain anonymous
squares filled: wearing each other’s clothes // found you naked in my bed
author’s note: this is for my own fluff bingo and also for @fluffbingo and if you have any requests, please send them in!
feedback the glue that holds my writing together
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“Come on! Shots!” you grinned. Taking the small glass once it was presented to you, you tossed it back and enjoyed the delicious burn. Rebekah stood next to you happily following your lead.
“You know, my brothers are going to be pissed that we’re doing this.”
“Your brothers? Or just Kol? Darling, if he wanted to join us, then he should have said something before we left. Too late now. All we need to worry about is not getting alcohol poisoning, which should be relatively easy,” you grinned as your veins began to show themselves under your eyes.
“I like your thinking, Y/N. Come on, more shots,” she exclaimed.
“You heard the lady,” you compelled the bartender who had no choice but to feed your appetite.
The music pumped through your blood as you danced on one of the tables near the back of the bar. Rebekah was standing a few feet away with the two guys you decided are going to be yours for the evening. She was whispering in their ears as they watched you. Their eyes were on your body, studying the way it moved to the beat.
The bar was loud, the alcohol throbbed from within, and every sense was on overdrive. Usually, alcohol didn’t do this to you, but you’ve mixed it with something a lot more fresher, warmer. Wiping the blood off your bottom lip with your thumb, you used your vampire speed to make it back to the trio.
“Are you guys enjoying yourselves?” you asked, eyeing the two puncture wounds on your guy’s neck.
“Yeah, we’re having a great time.”
“Mmm, I’m glad to hear that,” you whispered before pulling him in close. The scent of his blood still fresh on his neck was enough to send you into a fritz again. Your fangs protruded from your gums before you sank them into the same spots as before.
“I had so much fun tonight,” you slurred as you tried to make your way into her house. She had been so kind as to let you stay in her mansion while you figured out your living situation with your brothers, the Salvatores. They had a big house, but no matter how many rooms it held, it still wasn’t enough space you could get between the three of you.
“Yeah, maybe a little too much fun,” she chuckled.
“Why aren’t you more like me? I think you drank more than me!” you hiccupped followed by a giggle.
“Just remember, I am a thousand years old. I can take a bit more alcohol than you can. Just go to bed, and you’ll be fine. Perks of being a vampire: no hangovers.”
“Okay,” you nodded as you stumbled to the stairs. “Where are your brothers?”
“Kol thought it was a good idea to take out the boys since us girls were out. Don’t worry, they’ll be back later. Just get some rest,” she yawned. While she may have a higher tolerance for blood and alcohol than you did, she was feeling a bit groggy.
“Okay,” you muttered as you slowly climbed the stairs. Reaching the top, you stared right at your closed door before walking in the opposite direction. In all the time you’ve been here at the Mikaelson’s, you have yet to see Kol’s room. Since you were so wasted, you decided to take it upon yourself to satisfy your curiosity.
Opening his door, it looked like a normal room. A bit neat but not overly, big but not too big, it was just right. His bed was in the middle of the room, and seeing as how you were about to pass out, his bed was the only thing on your mind.
Falling onto it face first, you tried to get comfortable but found that you couldn't. Maybe it was the blood and alcohol, maybe it was because Kol’s bed was on the west side where the sun sets, or maybe it was just because his fan wasn’t on, but you were hot.
As best as you could, you began undressing, messily taking off every layer of clothing until you were bare naked. Only then were you able to find sleep.
“I told you that you would have fun,” Kol laughed as he entered his house with his brothers.
“Yes, you’ve made your point,” Elijah nodded with a smile.
“Brother,” Klaus said as he placed his hand on Kol’s shoulder, “don’t ever make me do this again.”
“Shut up, you loved it,” he grinned cheekily before making his way upstairs. He was sure you and Rebekah would tell him about the night you two had. In order to listen through that, he had to get out of last night’s clothes and into something more comfortable.
When he opened the door, he did not expect a naked you in his bed. Why were you naked? How did you get here? And most importantly, why were in his bed?
“Kol, have you seen--well, that’s one way to spend the night,” Klaus interrupted his own chain of thought. Upon hearing his brother’s voice, he quickly shut the door and glared at his older brother.
“What do you want?”
“I found her. When she wakes up tell her I need to talk to her,” he laughed as he walked away. Once his brother was gone, he slipped inside his room. The first thing he did was grab an extra blanket to cover you up. As much as he wanted to stare at your body, he knew it wouldn't be respectful of you. Your clothes were torn and on the floor, and he suspected that you got frustrated with taking them off in your drunken state.
He ruffled through his drawers before producing a set of clothes you could wear when you woke up. Once everything was set, he left the room and headed to the kitchen where he could hear his sister eating.
“What did you do to her, Rebekah?” he asked.
“She was having fun. Who was I to stop that?”
“She’s naked in my bed.”
“Then that’s a treat for you. We just had too much to drink last night.”
“I don’t see you naked on another man’s bed.”
“Okay, her more than me. She’ll be fine,” Rebekah passed it off.
“You better hope so,” Kol sighed, worried for you even though he knew you could handle your own. As soon as the effects of the blood and alcohol wore off, your other senses were waking up. The first thing you heard was Kol and Rebekah arguing in the kitchen. Normally, you would have a massive hangover the next day, but there was none this time. The only thing you remembered was passing out on Kol’s bed… naked.
Looking down at the sheet on you and the clothes next to your body, you could only assume Kol placed them there. That meant he saw your naked body; not that you minded. It’s the fact that you were so careless as to sleep in his bed last night instead of your own.
Quickly changing into Kol’s clothes, you made your way downstairs and into the kitchen where they were.
“I’m sorry,” you captured their attention, “that was so unlike me. I mean sleeping in your bed… naked. Sorry.”
Kol noticed the blush on your cheeks as he walked closer to you since you were blocking the only way out of the kitchen.
“Don’t worry about it, darling,” he winked as he walked past you. “Oh, and Klaus is looking for you.”
“Okay, thanks,” you whispered as you looked at Rebekah.
"Not all monsters are monsters" (Kol Mikaelson x Reader)
You were drinking at the Mystic Falls Grill when one of your so-called enemies came in. You made eye contact and he sat down next to you ordering himself a drink
“What got you so tensed?” You asked eyeing his posture
“Oh the usual” Kol shrugged and downed his whiskey
“You’ll get used to it” You smiled and ordered next tour of drinks for the both of you
“I don’t think being called a monster can be ignored” He said with his signature smirk, but it quickly faded when he noticed your face
“Not everyone who’s called a monster is a monster”
“Then tell me, when is a monster not a monster, darling?” Kol asked turning to face you
“When you love it” You smiled softly at him and downed your bourbon
Your relation with Kol was one of those complicated ones. You both cared about each other, showed support and opened up. On the other hand, non of you declared anything. You were simply scared that loving each other will cause you more pain than hiding your feelings. It lead to two heartbroken creatures causing trouble together. Killing people and setting things on fire were your only options to forget about love.
A/N: It’s the shortest thing I wrote in my life 😂 Hope you enjoyed, leave something so I know that my writing isn’t as shitty as I think it is 😂
//Requested: Imagine w/Kol’s crazy ex shows up in NOLA while he and Davina are still together?she doesn’t want him to be happy with anyone but her and goes to great length to break up him and Davina and while trying to protect Davina and deny his still existing feelings for his ex Kol reveals that he is the same psychotic maniac that he always was.Davina overhears him and reader fighting and Kol saying that he never stopped loving her just as she never stopped loving him.Some [steamy] vampire sex in the end please.//
//Pairings: Kol x Davina, Kol x Reader. Warnings: Violence, cursing, blood, suggestive. Tag List: @akshi8278 @simonsaysyasss//
You had one soft spot. Eternity grew tedious without someone to share it with. You knew you could get him back, knew there was something special between you two. Nothing could get him out of your mind. Maybe it crazy. Maybe it was obsessive. But you loved him, with every fiber of your being. You had to get him back, by any means necessary.
After a brief stint in Florida, you decided to head back to New Orleans. It was you had last heard from the Mikaelsons and where you knew Kol would be with his latest girl, Davina Claire. You didn’t want to hurt Davina but you weren’t above hurting her. You knew you were capable of it, knowing you had done worse when you first flipped your switch.
While you wanted the best for him, you knew he wouldn’t really be truly himself with Davina. He wouldn’t be able to be truly happy with Davina. You were the only one who understood him, understood the fire that burned inside of him. You knew the best parts and the worst parts of him. You were the only one who could tame the monster inside him. No one else would make him as happy as you did, right?
You got your information from Marcel. He was hesitant to tell you anything, knowing just how wildly unpredictable and violent you could be. He told you that Davina was practically family and he wouldn’t allow anyone to hurt her. After promising a dozen times over that Davina wouldn’t die, that if anything she’d obtain surface wounds, he told you where you could most likely find her.
Promising Davina’s safety, it didn’t really bother you that much. After all, she wasn’t the reason you made the trip home. Despite it all, Marcel was a good friend to you. He always had been. Promising Davina’s survival was a courtesy to a friend. Nothing more, nothing less.
“Hello, my dear. You must be Davina.” You said when you first met her leaving Rousseau’s.
“How do you know my name?” She asked carefully, turning towards the Mikaelson compound. “Who are you?”
“Oh, silly me.” You shook your head. “I’m one of Kol’s old friends. I heard he was in a new relationship. Heard his old one ended rather abruptly.”
“From what he told me, she was kind of psychotic.” Davina countered.
“Well, aren’t all vampires a little crazy?” You questioned.
“Kol isn’t like that.” She defended. “Not anymore at least.”
“Interesting.” You nodded, seeing Kol standing down the street. “Say, I have to go. Tell Kol Y/N is back in town and looking forward to seeing him soon.”
You disappeared into the crowd on the street, careful to not let Kol see you. You knew talking to Davina and asking her to deliver your message to Kol would get his attention. He probably wouldn’t let her go anywhere without him, but he wouldn’t tell her why. He wouldn’t tell her that he’s worried for her safety.
A few days later, you made your way through the Quarter. It was a nice day, plenty of people wandering around. You were walking through the shops when a hand grabbed your arm and pulled you down a nearby alley.
“Well well, didn’t think I’d be seeing you so soon.” You smiled at him.
“What are you doing here?” He replied tightly.
“Is that any way to greet the woman you love, Kol?” You teased.
“Y/N, we broke up years ago.”
“If something is meant to be, it comes back.”
“I know you talked to Davina…”
“Cute little thing, Davina is.” You nodded, walking slow circles around him. “Does she make you happy, my Love? Does she make you feel the same things I can?”
No response. HIs jaw was tightly clenched, his arms crossed sternly over his chest.
“I remember the temptations and the sensations when we were together. Temptation, trynna tell me I should. Sensation, got me thinking I would.” You added, leaning up to speak softly in his ear.
“Don’t judge me cause you said you loved me.” You chuckled, slowly running your fingers over his shoulders as you moved to stand in front of him.
“Leave us alone.” He finally said, his voice low. “I don’t want to see you again, Y/N. Stay away from me and stay away from Davina.”
Another week would pass until you would see Kol again. You had tried to run into Davina again, but she practically vanished. You sent boys to flirt with her, maybe even get her to cheat. You sent girls to Kol for the same reason. Neither attempts were successful. You paid a witch to give Davina nightmares, claiming her ancestors were ashamed of her for dating a vampire. That lasted three nights before she rid herself of them.
You entered the compound with the intent of talking to Klaus about his brother. Part of you hoped Davina was part of some rivalry against Klaus and maybe Klaus needed another hand. Instead, you ran into Kol in the front room.
“I thought I told you-” He tried to fight with you.
“I didn’t come for you, hot stuff.” You rolled your eyes. “But since you’re here…”
“What do you want?” He sighed in annoyance.
“You.”
“Y/N, I’ve moved on. I’m happy. Why can’t you?”
You paused for a moment, wondering if maybe he really was happy.
“Is it true?” You settled on. “Is it true that you’ve changed?”
“Of course I’ve changed.”
“I meant-” You enunciated. “-have you changed? Have you learned to control yourself?”
He stopped, looking at you with eyes that widened. He let out a sigh and sat on the steps near the back of the room. “I never did learn how to keep it check… Never really cared to…” He said slowly.
You crossed the room to stand in front of him again. “She told me you’re not like the rest of us. Not crazy like I am.” You chuckled and he gave you a small smile.
“Around her, I guess I just don’t need to be.” He shrugged.
“I never hurt her, you know.” You added. “I came here for you. She doesn’t matter to me.”
“She matters to me.”
“So did I.”
“What do you want me to say?” He stood suddenly. “Hmm? Want me to say that I’d drop everything here for you?”
“You used to be willing to drop anything for me not that long ago!”
“That was years ago!”
“Tell me you don’t love me then.” You challenged. “Tell me that you can look at me, right now, and you feel absolutely nothing.”
He brought his gaze to your face, eye flicking to register your features. His eyes traced the angle of your jaw, the curve of your lips, before finally meeting your eyes. He swallowed hard, and it felt like your heart was going to fall out of your chest. It was like you could hear your heartbeat.
“I feel like a sinner, a little closer to Hell.” He managed in a choked voice. “Cause it burns when I’m with you.”
“Just say the word and I’m yours, baby.” You whispered and stepped closer to him. Your hand landed on his arm carefully.
“I never stopped loving you, Y/N.” He replied in the same quiet tone. “Every night I dream of you. Every day I hear your voice, I see your face in the crowd. When you came back, Y/N, I came alive again. I’ve never felt more myself than when I’m with you.”
“Tell me what you want.” You said lowly in his ear, your fingers dancing up his arm and over his shoulder, travelling until you found the back of his neck. “Give in to the temptation, baby.”
“I love you.” He breathed. That was all you needed to hear.
Within a moment, you had jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands immediately found their place under your thighs, gripping tight enough to bruise. You locked your ankles together, squeezing your legs a little tighter around him and drawing a groan from him. Both of your hands tangled into his hair as his lips met yours forcefully as he rolled his hips against you, causing a soft moan to fall from your lips.
Your lips moved in sync, dancing together as if no time had passed between you two. It was as if you had never been apart, never been with anyone else but him. No one knew your body like he did, no one knew what you wanted. Only Kol could ignite your body with a single touch.
His tongue swiped along your bottom lip, begging for entrance. You took his between your teeth lightly, slipping your tongue into his mouth instead. Your kisses soon became messier, a harsh clash of tongues and teeth and lips.
Your back met the wall within a few seconds, knocking a gasp out of you. Kol’s mouth travelled down, across your jaw and down to your throat. He nipped and sucked lightly, tracing his tongue over the gentle mark he left. He knew it would heal before you two were done, but that didn’t stop him. Especially when the sounds spilling from your lips were so encouraging.
His hands slid up your legs and up your stomach, pushing your shirt up and over your head. After he discarded yours, you worked on the buttons on his shirt, purposefully letting your knuckles graze his lean figure. His mouth had found a new place on your chest when he groaned against your skin, quickly ripping his own shirt off his arms.
“Someone’s excited, isn’t he?” You panted, nails digging into Kol’s shoulders.
“I love you, Y/N.” Was all he could say, his breath fanning against your chest.
“Show me.” You said between breaths, carefully placing your feet on the floor. You pushed him back by his chest and he whimpered at the loss of contact. You smirked flirtatiously before placing a kiss at the base of his throat. “Show me just how much you love me.”
“You’re gonna regret that.” He smirked, grabbing your hand and leading you to his room.
He locked the door behind him before tossing you onto the bed. A giggle left your lips when you landed on your back. Quickly, Kol undid his belt and kicked off his jeans. He crawled over you, bringing your wrists above your head and locking them to the headboard with his belt.
“No fun.” You pouted, your breath settling. “You never complained before.” He said with a chuckle. “Well, that was when I could touch you whenever I wanted.” “You’ll get your turn, Darling.” He mumbled against your neck, teeth grazing your skin. “Oh, bite me.” You complained, gasping as he left soft kisses down your throat. “As you wish.” He smiled, his teeth sunk into your shoulder gently and you felt a thin stream of blood slide down your arm. “Shit, I hate you.” You gasped, your back arching against him. He chuckled slightly as he slid down your body, kissing and gently nipping at the skin. He left a trail of bruises and marks that were already healing as he traveled to unbutton and remove your jeans. “You are so beautiful when you beg for me.” He said quietly, causing you to shiver. “I’m not begging yet, Baby.” You replied. “You will.” He winked. The night was long, full of passion and panting. Old feelings were revived, new feelings were explored. It was as if you and Kol were never apart, yet it was as if you two were meeting for the first time. Over and over you two brought each other to edge, pushing the other to ecstasy in any way you could. The next morning was when reality set in. Kol had a decision to make. You or Davina. The one thing neither of you knew was that Davina heard his confessions. She heard Kol admit he still loved you, that he never stopped loving you. She saw him kiss you, saw the way he looked at you. Davina knew what was going to happen next between her and Kol. But Kol, as he laid with your head on his chest as sleep found finally found you, didn't know what to do. He felt his heart was being pulled in two separate directions, two separate ends of the spectrum. And he had to choose between the girl he couldn't forget, the girl who made him feel alive, the girl who has owned his heart for over 500 years or the girl who was as sweet as could be, the girl who was so forgiving, the girl who made him think he could live without Y/N.
characters: kol mikaelson x reader, minor characters
word count: 1,256
warnings: a mixture of angst and fluff
request: Can you do a Kol imagine with Sweet But Psycho by Ava Max?
summary: you are a fucking psycho but is the sweetest that kol will ever come across. he loves you for you.
beta: she wants to remain anonymous but i promise i have one lol
author’s note: this is based on the song sweet but a psycho but ava max. if you have any requests, please send them in!
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Being alive for a thousand years really does things to a person’s mind. There was nothing that you can survive only because you had been through so much shit during that period not to train your brain to handle it. It’s a blessing to be alive for that long, but it’s also a curse because a thousand years have passed and so will another and another and another until you’re all alone with no one but the Mikaelsons by your side to watch the world burn.
She'll make you curse, but she a blessing
She'll rip your shirt within a second
You'll be coming back, back for seconds
With your plate, you just can't help it
Kol knew what you had done to his house before even stepping on the property. He knew what you were capable of, and when you got pissed, things broke. Not just random stuff you would find on your way home from a walk, but his things. Your scent was fading fast, and he knew you were here not too long ago. Whatever you had been feeling, he hoped you got it out on his property before you hurt someone who didn't deserve it.
He walked into the house and was appalled at what was before him. Furniture was smashed into pieces, glass shattered everywhere, his clothes were ripped to shred, and even with all this mess, it still didn’t amount up to your worst day. Someone had pissed you off, and this is what you did to let off steam.
“Shit,” he cursed, stepping over the broken glass to reach the middle of the room where a letter was.
I’ll be back and underneath your handwriting was a lipstick print of your lips where you had kissed it. He couldn’t help but smile at that gesture. You were sweet enough for people to let their guard down around you, then you were psycho enough to tear those walls apart so that they couldn’t be repaired.
“I don’t know what you did,” Klaus said as he peeked his head in the room, “but you better run, brother.”
“Nah, she was just having a bad day,” he excused your behavior. He knew how you could get, this was nothing.
No, no, you'll play along
Let her lead you on, on, on
You'll be saying, "No, no"
Then saying, "Yes, yes, yes"
'Cause she messin' with your head
“Kol, come over. I miss you,” you said seductively over the phone. Sprawled across your bed, you toyed with the small strings attached to your short pajama bottoms.
“I can’t. I have a busy day tomorrow,” he lied. Lately, men have been throwing themselves at you, but they weren't the ones you wanted. The man you wanted was probably alone, sitting by the fire and drinking whiskey.
“Liar. Come on, Kol, I’ll make it worth your while,” you smirked. He knew you were stringing him along. It’s what you’ve been doing the past thousand years. He’d be the one you go to whenever you were bored until someone new came along. When you got bored with them, you’d come crawling back to him, and he’d accept you every single time.
Well, not this time.
“Not this time, darling. I’m sorry.”
“Fine, but before I hang up, I just want to tell you I’m wearing your favorite pajama shorts. You know the ones that barely cover my ass,” you grinned when you heard him groan. “And guess what I have underneath them. Nothing.”
“I’m on my way.”
See, someone said, "Don't drink her potions"
She'll kiss your neck with no emotion
When she's mean, you know you love it
'Cause she tastes so sweet, don't sugarcoat it
“That bitch has been staring at you ever since we got here,” you growled lowly, tightening your grip on his hand as the two of you danced. His family was hosting a ball to cover up some crime they needed to keep a secret, so the whole town was invited to give them a bit of privacy. You and Kol continued to dance through the night trying not to make anything look suspicious for the rest of the family.
“Darling, ignore her. I am,” he said softly, catching your gaze.
“I guess some women just don’t know when to stop,” you whispered, sliding your gaze to the woman who just couldn’t seem to stop staring at your man. Well, if she wasn’t going to take the hint, you needed to show her just who’s boss.
“I’m glad I’m here with you,” you grinned, leaning in as if you were going to kiss him. However, you diverted course and went for his neck, keeping your eyes trained on the woman who suddenly became uncomfortable. Leaving soft kisses on his neck, you watched as the woman tried to look away but found that she couldn’t.
With no emotion, you licked his neck before showing the veins underneath your eyes. The woman saw this and gasped, quickly leaving her spot to get some air. Grinning, you pulled away just as your veins disappeared.
“Was that really necessary?” he asked once he saw the scared woman.
“You’re mine, Mikaelson. Everyone needs to know that,” you said before placing your head on his chest. He couldn’t help but smile at that.
You're just like me, you're out your mind
I know it's strange, we're both the crazy kind
You're tellin' me that I'm insane
Boy, don't pretend that you don't love the pain
“If I see you looking at him that way again, I’ll have more than just the snack table to munch on,” you threatened the woman after the party was over. Before coming outside, you had a blood bag and made sure to leave a little around your mouth to show her just who she was messing with.
“Sorry,” she squeaked out, taking the first chance she got and ran away. Laughing, you turned to go back inside when Kol blocked your path.
“You have got to stop this, Y/N,” he sighed.
“Relax, Kol,” you swiped the area around your mouth, gathering the blood on your thumb before sticking it in your mouth to suck on. “Admit it, you love this. You love how insane I am because deep down, you’re just like me. We’re both the crazy kind.”
Grinning, you winked at him and left his side, going back inside to help clean up. Kol watched you leave, and once again, he could not stop the smile that formed on his face.
Oh, she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psycho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
“I don’t get it, Kol,” Rebekah started with a sigh. “Why do you like her if she’s brought you nothing but stress? She’s been with the family from the beginning, but that doesn’t give her the right to take control of your life.”
Kol has thought about this question for a millenia. Every time you went off the rails, he asks himself why he sticks around, why he keeps going back to you. Yes, you were a fucking psycho, but you were the sweetest person he’s ever met. You held so much compassion and protection for the ones you loved. They can’t see it, but it didn't matter because they weren't in love with you.
Shit.
“What can I say, Bekah? You can’t help who you fall in love with, yeah?”
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summary: you and kol have a strange relationship, but you are through with trying to help him. he lost that privilege.
beta: she wants to remain anonymous
squares filled: “looks like we’ll be trapped here for a while...”
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Growing up, you lived by one rule and one rule only: never ask for help. It was a sign of weakness demonstrated by your less-than-worthy mother. Or, at least, that’s what she was made to think by your father. He wasn’t a good guy, to say the least. He had some issues that he never worked out, and after your mother’s death, he was the one to raise you. He was the one to teach you that asking for help was a sign of weakness.
There was nothing in this world that you couldn’t do for yourself. Asking for help is just an inconvenience to everyone else’s lives rather than yours. So, when Kol Mikaelson kept coming to you for help, you were pissed, to say the least. It didn’t matter the time of day, what you were doing, what kind of help he needed, he would always come to you. It didn't make any sense since he was a thousand-year-old vampire who could get anything he wanted at the snap of his fingers.
In spite of being raised that way, you didn't know why it bugged you so much. He was a decent guy, and when he did ask for your help, it wasn’t anything that put too much stress on you. Some might say that you liked Kol, which is why it bugged you too much, but they didn’t know what they were talking about. You. Like Kol? You?? No way.
Yeah, you were a vampire, but compared to him you were a baby. He had no business being with someone like you. He’s seen too much, gone out with all kinds of girls over the centuries, you wouldn’t have anything to offer him as other women can. You had no business pining over a man who didn’t want you back.
Maybe that was why you were so pissy when he asked for help because you give it to him anyway even though nothing could ever happen. Elena, Caroline, Damon, Stefan, and literally anyone else, could ask for help and you would tell them to deal with their own shit by themselves. Once Kol asks, you drop everything for him and run to his side like a lost-sick puppy.
It was weird because he hadn’t texted you all morning, something he did every day. He was always coming up with new ways to ask for your help, but you hadn’t heard a thing from him. Suspicion started to cloud your mind when you got a text from the devil himself. Despite complaining about him not texting you for help, you got pissed when you read his message.
I need your help. I’m at Elena’s house with her brother, and things aren’t looking good for me. They have a plan to kill me, and I could really use your help escaping.
For fuck sake, Kol. You’re an Original going up against a human and a year-old vampire. Where is your disadvantage?
That mortal is a hunter, one of the five. I kill him, I am haunted for centuries. Please come help me. I’ll make it up to you.
Fuck you.
Groaning, you slammed down your notebooks before getting out of your comfortable position. It was not new for you to talk to him this way. Maybe when you got there, you could finally give him a piece of your mind and end this. Fucking end this.
Using a car to get to Elena’s would be too slow, so as soon as you stepped foot out of your house, you used your vampire speed as transportation. Her house wasn’t that far, and it stood eerily quiet. Nothing could be heard from inside, which was weird. You’d thought you’d at least hear some arguing, Jeremy’s voice, something.
Approaching the house, you rushed up the steps before slamming the door open. Kol was in the living room, and as soon as he saw you, he shot out of his seat.
“Where the hell is the danger, Mikaelson?” you snapped as you walked inside.
“Y/N,” he started to say, but you really needed to get this out.
“No, I am sick of you always asking for my help. This is the last time, do you hear me? Where is Jeremy?” you asked as you continued to walk to him.
“No, don’t come near me,” he warned.
“Don’t come near you? You ask for my help, and now you’re pushing me away? No, I am supposed to be the one to push you away. I have finals to study for, I can’t keep coming at your beck and call,” you rambled as you stepped into the living room.
“You shouldn't have done that,” he sighed as he sat back down on the couch.
“Oh yeah? Why not?”
“Because you’re stuck in here with me.”
“What?” you asked, taking a step out of the living room. However, there was an invisible magic wall stopping you. Putting your hand against it, you growled before slowly turning to face the Original.
“I told you,” he smirked. Before you could say anything, the door to Elena’s house opened and in came the owner.
“Elena, what the hell is this?”
“Relax, you’ll both be let out as soon as the sun goes down,” she chuckled.
“Relax? I have finals to study for! Elena, let me out of here!”
“No. We’ve noticed that you two need to work out some issues, so do that. You can leave as soon as the sun goes down,” she grinned as she left her house. Groaning, you flopped on the opposite end of the couch in protest.
“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”
“No, Kol. We are to sit in silence the whole time. I don’t want to hear a word from you, okay? You’re an Original, and yet, Elena managed to outsmart you. What does that say about you?” you huffed, crossing your arms in the process. The sun doesn’t set for another 12 hours, and if silence is what you’re going to get, then fine.
“Why do you hate me?” Kol asked after 4 hours of silence.
“What did I say?”
“Did I do something to make you hate me?”
“You always ask for my help! Always. Every single fucking day.”
“And? What’s the problem with that?”
“It means you’re weak!” you exploded, not being able to stop the words coming out of your mouth. “People who ask for help are weak! My whole life, I had to fend for myself for everything. There is nothing that I can’t do for myself, so why can’t you? You’re older, wiser, and more experienced, so why do you always ask for my help? I drop everything for you, but I am not doing it anymore. If I can buy my own food, wash my own clothes, pay my way through college by myself, take care of myself, I see no reason why you can’t do the same!”
“Asking for help is not weakness,” he said softly as he scooted closer to you.
“Well, according to my father, you would be wrong.”
“I ask for your help not because I need it,” he began to say. Gasping in rage, you looked at him to tear him a new one when he continued to speak, “I ask for your help because I want to spend more time with you.”
“What?” you asked, your features softening.
“I can do everything myself if I needed to. But I don’t, because I want you to do it with me.”
“Why didn’t you just say so? Why not just go about this in a different way?”
“You’re always studying, working, taking care of yourself, I knew you wouldn’t come if I asked you differently. I’m sorry, Y/N, I didn’t know that’s how you felt. I won’t ask you for anything ever again.”
“Kol,” you sighed, looking into his eyes. It finally clicked in your mind just how close the two of you were together. He basically confessed his feelings to you, maybe you should do the same. All your life, you’ve been closed off from everyone because you didn’t need them. Your father died a long time ago, yet he still seems to have control over you.
“If anyone else asked for my help… Elena, Caroline, Bonnie, Klaus, Rebekah, or anyone else, I wouldn’t do it. I wouldn’t drop everything like I do for you,” you whispered.
“Is that your way of telling me you like me back?” he grinned.
“Something like that,” you nodded. Kol took the leap and leaned in, pressing his lips to yours. The kiss was sweet and sensual, everything you needed in a kiss right now. Elena, Caroline, and Bonnie stood outside her house as they peeked in, grinning like fools.
“I knew they liked each other,” Caroline happily pointed out.
“We really shouldn’t have meddled,” Bonnie bit her lip.
“Look how happy they are. They’ll be thanking us,” Elena simply put. Everyone could see that you and Kol had feelings for one another except for the two of you. Now, it’s not a secret anymore.
request: Can you do imagine with Kol based on Small Doses - Bebe Rexha?
summary: kol is a lot to take in so you have to take him in small doses.
beta: she wants to remain anonymous but i promise i have one lol
author’s note: this is based on the song small doses by bebe rexha. if you have any requests, please send them in!
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Before even meeting him, all you had to go on was what other people said about him. He was ruthless, manipulative, didn’t play well with others, always got what he wanted no matter the cost, dangerous. He was cold and heartless and only cared about himself.
So, then why do you always go back to him when you were looking for your next fix?
You say "let me try you on"
And so I let you try me on
That's the moment that we fell in deep
Oh baby, I said "just a little bit"
Then I got a taste of it
Now you got me falling at your feet
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” you whispered-moaned as his lips made contact with your neck.
“I am not stopping you from leaving,” he whispered back, nipping and biting in all the right places.
“Yes, you are,” you pulled away from him to stare into those brown eyes you grew to love. “You know what you do to me when you kiss me like that.”
“Like what? Like this?” he wasted no more time with words as he connected his lips to yours. The slight taste of bourbon was present on his tongue, the tang of blood from his last meal, and the sweetness of you all mixed together. It was overwhelming, dizzyingly, but most of all, addicting.
Every night spent with him was like this. He made you feel things that no other man could. Whatever people were saying didn’t really know him, never gave him the time of day to try and get to know him. He was more misunderstood than his brother, Klaus. They say that Klaus can be easier than him, but, in fact, it was the opposite.
And now we're cryin' and lovin'
And now we're fightin' and touchin'
Feels like I'm making love to the enemy
“You know, you’ve been spending an awful lot of time with Damon,” he sneered, indirectly accusing you of being with another man when he knows you belong to him always.
“What, you jealous?”
“I don’t want you seeing him anymore!”
“You’re not the boss of me. I can see whoever I want to see, whenever I want to see them with whoever I want to see them with. If you don’t like it then maybe you and I shouldn’t be together!”
With his vampire speed, he pinned you to the wall and stared into your eyes with fire in his.
“Is that how you really feel, darling?”
“You want to know how I feel?” you asked without requesting an answer. Using your vampire speed, you pushed him against the opposite wall and ripped his shirt open from the front. The sound of the buttons hitting the floor was vague against the sound of your heartbeat rattling in your chest.
No words needed to be said as you kissed his chest, showing him just how you really felt. He needed a reminder every so often, but you never complained.
I didn’t mean to fall in love
Took one hit and I was gone
Gotta get my fix so I can sleep
Oh, baby, you’re the one they warned about
Now I just can't do without
Baby, it's my appetite you feed
“What’s with the frown, babe?” your sister asked as she joined you at the table. She was supposed to be dancing with her new husband, but instead, she found purchase by your side. Your eyes were trained on him from across the room as he talked to your new brother-in-law. He wasn’t even looking at you, and he was teasing you to high heavens. This was his game, and you were supposed to play it without question.
“Aren’t you supposed to be dancing the night away?”
“Not when I see my baby sister with a frown. Is it him? Do you need me to go over there and talk to him?”
“No, it’s fine, Julia. Just go have fun, okay?”
“I didn’t invite you to my wedding for you to sulk by yourself. Either dance or leave because I will not have this kind of attitude at my wedding,” she said as she got up and walked over to him and her husband. As soon as they left, you were on your feet and stalking over to him.
“Having fun?” he asked with a smirk, knowing you weren't. Taking his hand, you dragged him off to the side where you know you would have some privacy. When no one else was looking, you pinned him to the wall and kissed him.
The reason why you were so snappy and frustrated was that your high was wearing off, and you needed your fix for the day. A fix that only he could satisfy. You hated how much control he had over you, but he was intoxicating, and you fell right into his spell.
I can only take you in small doses, small doses
Loving you, it's explosive, you know this
I can only take you in small doses, small doses
Loving you, it's explosive, you know this
I can only take you in small doses
Pulling your knees to your chest, you couldn’t stop the tears from falling even if you wanted too. Everything has been so emotional these past few days, and he didn’t make it any easier on you. He was so overwhelming and demanding, it was taking a lot out of you to satisfy his needs.
Being with him made you want to explode, but you loved him too much to walk away. The best thing you could do right now to take him in small doses. It’s the only way you’ll ever be able to survive this fight.
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