WAR OF HEARTS ↠ KOL MIKAELSON

THE ONE WHERE HE WAS UNDAGGERED

"Rhea." She heard a voice and she was convinced then that her mind was conjuring comfort, maybe she was about to die, after all, "Darling, open your eyes."

She blinked a few times, adjusting to the light and by some miracle, the scene before her seemed entirely real.

"K-Kol?" She stuttered, disbelief in her face, "Is this real?"

He took her hand in his own, he was sat beside her on the bed. He rubbed soothing circles onto the back of her hand, "It's real darling, I'm here and I'm never leaving again." He promised. Little did they know that fate had other plans and surely, Rhea would be left alone again.

She sat up in the bed, slowly, her head thumped and she felt weakened from her head to her toes.

"I've missed you." She told him, before embracing him tightly, afraid he might disappear if she didn't hold on tight. He sighed in content, holding her in his arms felt better than what he imagined it would be, "I've missed you too, sweet Rhea." He looked down at her and wasting no time in capturing her lips in his own, as theirs souls reconnected once again.

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"So you're telling me your mother, who has been dead for a thousand years. Killed by your own brother..... wants to play happy families?" The witch questioned with a raised brow, upon Kol nodding she continued, "I don't trust this, Kol. At all." She had just showered and was sitting on the foot of the bed in her towel, whilst Kol was pacing the bedroom.

Kol sighed, "Neither do I."

"When I was unconscious," she started, "I kept hearing all these whispers. Snippets of people's voices. I could never make out what they were saying, but I can guarantee it had something to do with your mother." The two could talk freely in the bedroom seeing as Rhea had spelled it for privacy. They deserved that much at least.

Kol frowned, "Let's not worry about that for today. I want to enjoy being back with you." He told her, coming to a stop in front of her with a sincere look on his face.

Rhea smirked, "And what would you like to do?"

"Darling, I could think of many, many, things I'd like to do."

Rhea stood, closing the gap between them before dropping her towel— leaving her body exposed to the original. He stared at her body in awe, absolutely entranced by all that Rhea Monroe was.

***

"So, show me." She whispered, leaning up to capture his lips in her own.

The kiss was passionate and hungry, Kol reached up to hold the back of her head as his lips attacked her own with the same ferocity as her. Rhea tugged at the bottom of his t-shirt, their lips momentarily parting so it could be removed— the pair of them not wanting any obstructions.

Kol sped them onto the bed, before reattaching their lips and his hand slid down her body delectable way. She let out a moan as he reached her most sensitive part and began to move two fingers in a circular motion. Her whole body felt like it was lit on fire, the feeling encompassing every part of her. He inserted the two fingers inside of Rhea and she cried out, the pleasure she felt was immense and she had almost forgotten just how skilled he was in the bedroom.

He detached their lips and began leaving tantalising kisses down the witches body. It felt heavenly, it was almost as if she could feel his lips on every part of her, all at once. His tongue swiped over her clit and her hips buckled in pure, unbridled pleasure. He began using his oh so skilled tongue in replacement of his fingers. His hands now being used to keep apart her legs so he could see the most intimate part of Rhea.

Moans and whimpers came from the witch in utter ecstasy, "Kol.." it came out in such a way that Kol believed his lover to be a siren, putting him under her spell. He would surrender to her for all of eternity, "I need you. Inside of me." She breathed out.

"As you wish, darling." His jeans were off in a flash before he was back on top of Rhea, her flushed cheeks, hair wild, the look of desire in her eyes— it was nearly enough to make the Mikaelson finish there and then. His already hard member was aching to be inside of Rhea Monroe again. 

She took his dick in her hand, earning a groan from the original and guided it to her entrance, never once breaking eye contact. Kol pushed into her, earning noises of pleasure to escape the two of them. He began to move, slowly and sensually— allowing her body to readjust to him for a few moments. Every movement gathered a collection of moans and groans in response. Their bodies calling out to each other.

"How do you want me, Rhea?" He whispered in her ear, the feeling of his breath making her gasp as though she had been struck by electrical currents all over her body. 

"I want you to fuck me like you've missed me." That was all the clarification Kok needed for him to gain speed and momentum, the sudden change in tempo caused Rhea to cry out. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him as close to her as she could. She needed all of him, always. Her nails clawed at his back with every thrust into her and the original almost growled in response.

With each thrust into the witch, their souls began even more latched on to each other than they had been before. It wasn't long before his movements became a bit more sloppy, signalling he was almost at high climax. Rhea, too, was reaching the ultimate high.

With one final thrust into her, they both cried out in the most delectable way— Rhea was sure she was blind for a few seconds with the amount of pleasure she felt. Kol collapsed next to her, the pair of them breathless and in awe of one another.

"Rhea." He rolled over, she rolled on her side to face him, he tucked a bit of hair behind her ear, "I love you."

Rhea beamed, never tired of hearing those words.

"I love you too."

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A/N: thoughts?
also, I have a new Klaus fic called 'Elements' if anyone is interested!