[Even from the beginning, Kol knew that he wanted Margaery in this manner. The problem came when he actually met her and discovered that in within a few minutes of talking to her, he actually liked her. Kol didn't hook up with people that he liked, especially humans. It had been hundreds of years since he'd been with anyone. He enjoyed being the life of a party, and being able to go out hunting without anyone worrying about him, or worrying about being accountable to anyone. If he were to actually date a human -- then he would have to stop randomly killing them. What a bother.
Still, Margaery and he had been texting a lot lately, and she'd made him smile that morning, and there'd been these bloody bubbles in his stomach that he knew he didn't want there, but fuck if he could help himself. He was almost ready to toss every freedom out the window after that picture exchange. To have the real thing in his arms, in his bedroom? A bloody dream to be certain.
Kol tossed the idea of having sex with her back and forth, and was still undecided until he heard the door sound at the Mikaelson compound. Wearing sweatpants and nothing else still, he padded to the door and opened it up to his ethereal beauty standing there in stilettos and a trench coat that cut off high enough to leave him panting for more.] Ye gods in heavens, you've done it. My heart. I've been robbed.
[He reached out to take her hand, and kissed it gently upon the knuckles before holding it up and twirling her into the house and into his arms, wrapping them around her as she came inward.]
You are a sight. That's for sure" He whispered at the corner of her ear. "Are you sure you want to do this? [Kol had to make sure that he wasn't the only one thinking about how what they were about to do was going to change everything. It was going to cross lines, and once crossed they couldn't go back, for better or worse.]
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Still, Margaery and he had been texting a lot lately, and she'd made him smile that morning, and there'd been these bloody bubbles in his stomach that he knew he didn't want there, but fuck if he could help himself. He was almost ready to toss every freedom out the window after that picture exchange. To have the real thing in his arms, in his bedroom? A bloody dream to be certain.
Kol tossed the idea of having sex with her back and forth, and was still undecided until he heard the door sound at the Mikaelson compound. Wearing sweatpants and nothing else still, he padded to the door and opened it up to his ethereal beauty standing there in stilettos and a trench coat that cut off high enough to leave him panting for more.] Ye gods in heavens, you've done it. My heart. I've been robbed.
[He reached out to take her hand, and kissed it gently upon the knuckles before holding it up and twirling her into the house and into his arms, wrapping them around her as she came inward.]
You are a sight. That's for sure" He whispered at the corner of her ear. "Are you sure you want to do this? [Kol had to make sure that he wasn't the only one thinking about how what they were about to do was going to change everything. It was going to cross lines, and once crossed they couldn't go back, for better or worse.]