A/N: Enjoy and review my new Kol/OC story ;)

The Rigs - Devil's Playground

Southern France 1002

The day was starting out full of excitement. Count de Martel was throwing a party and had invited every lord and lady from the neighboring lands to attend. Servants were busy cleaning the castle so it was spotless, others worked tirelessly in the hot kitchens while some were manning their posts at the stables and entrances.

I was dressed in a dark blue floor length gown that had accents of silver and turquoise trim around the neckline and sleeves. My hair was braided out of my face while falling elegantly down my back. A opal and sapphire necklace graced my neck, it had been a gift from the Count and was perfect to wear for the occasion. It was one of the many gifts the Count had showered me with; expensive dresses and stunning jewelry were commonly found in my bed chambers. I had to admit that out of all the suitors I had he was by far the most persistent but the Count only wanted a mistress and I aimed to be higher than that.

Giving myself one last glance in the mirror I headed out of the chamber and down the grand hallway to the celebration. People were coming in droves and making their way to greet the Count. On my way over to him I spotted Lucien and what I presumed to be the Count de Guise's children considering that was who Lucien was supposed to bring here. Although I found it strange that all of them were looking up at the ceiling in amazement. It was like they had never seen anything like it before which was odd considering they were a lord's children.

"Lucien! Finally back I see. I trust it went well."

Lucien bowed deeply and politely but strained smiled at me. "Yes although the Count will not be happy that Count de Guise is not here."

"Well you have his children at the very least." That was when I turned to them and saw that they weren't the Count's children. I had only met them once but I distinctly remember the girl having dark hair like me and not the pretty blonde in front of me.

"Allow me to introduce. The Lords Finn, Niklaus, Elijah and Kol." All the men in question bowed their heads respectfully before Lucien turned to the girl. "Also the lovely Lady Rebekah." She curtsied a bit unsurely.

A servant was passing by with a tray of drinks that I snatched as he walked passed. I continued t study the impostor family in front of me closely, noticing the way their eyes darted or the hands fidgeting. I took a small sip before smirking over at Lucien. "What are you planning Lucien?"

Lucien looked absolutely terrified. "P-p-pl-planning? Nothing Lady Joanna. W-what would make you think something absurd like that?" His voice was tense and nervous and out of the corner of my eyes I could see the imposter family tense as well.

"Oh nothing, just that they are not the Count's children for one." I said absentmindedly while sipping my drink. "Word of advice if you're going to take over someone else's life make sure your name doesn't give you away."

"What name?" The one who was introduced as Kol snarled at me. He was barely containing his anger and he looked as if he would lose it at any moment if it wasn't for the arm gripping him.

"Well yours for starters and yours there Finn. Very Nordic, common for Vikings but not French noblemen." I let that settle with them as I took another sip from my goblet. "Oh and bow deep, Lady Rebekah. The Count relishes a... healthy cleavage." I purred to her while puffing out my own and saw a tinge of pink on her cheeks. On my way I placed my hand on Lucien's shoulder and squeezed. "Good luck."

Kol watched the woman walk away closely. The swing of her hips and the light sway to her dark hair. The way she smiled at the people she walked by and looked at them as if she knew all there secrets. How her blue eyes sparked with ambition and mischief.

Kol walked up quietly behind the man that could have been dinner and bent down to whisper in his ear, "Who is that exquisite creature?" A self satisfied smirk growing on his mouth at the speed at which his heart rate picked up and by the tiny jump he made.

"That is the Lady Joanna. She has been brought in to be the Count's mistress, all though she has spurred all his advances."

Kol nodded at the new information and kept his steady gaze on the said women as she sat down to the man who must be the Count. "Where is she from?" Kol could hear his baby sister question in wonder.

"No one knows for sure. Some say she is a prostitute from outside town, others claim her to be an actress from Paris and there is even one that says she is a Russian princess in hiding." Lucien shared the information to Rebekah who looked at him incredulously.

So the woman was a mystery. A puzzle no one knew how to solve, but Kol. He would make his mission to know about the blue eyed siren who took his breath away.

Walking away to the Count de Martel I wondered if I should perhaps say something to him. The Count was by no means was a fool but he was blinded by his pride and his brutality. If there had been one thing I learned while being here it was that the folks dressed in fine silks were the most deadly of all. Taking a deep bow in front of his grace I took the seat to his left that was reserved for his mistress, while not my title or place I was permitted to sit by him.

Looking around I tried to see if I could find Aurora or Tristan. I loved Aurora greatly, she was displaced to seeing things that no one else could but she was warm and kind hearted. Tristan was another matter, he was a pompous and arrogant lord that walked with the world beneath his feet. Needless to say we hadn't hit off and still hadn't over the course of the months I had spent here.

Not long after I could see Lucien and the fake de Guise children approach to greet the Count.

"Lucien, you were sent to fetch the Count de Guise!"

Lucien shifted uncomfortably on his feet and he looked over often at me. "Indisposed, my Grace. Gout." Lucien finished awkwardly and gestured to the family behind him. "May I present his children? The Lords Finn, Niklaus, Elijah, and Kol." Once again they all bowed like they had surely practice before getting inside the castle. "And the lovely Lady Rebekah."

The Count looked at the girl with a fire of lust in his eyes as he stood up. "Your father never mentioned you to me in all our dealings."

I leaned back and watched the show with curiosity. What was this family about to do? All of the siblings looked at one another nervously until the one introduced as Elijah stepped forward. "Yes, Your Grace, do forgive us. Father was forever distant with his travels, and, uh, we were largely raised by servants. However, I do know that Father would consider it a glorious honor that we should be introduced to society by your noble hand, Your Grace." He finished his speech with a perfect proper bow.

Another sibling stepped forward. I remember him being introduced as Niklaus and unlike the other he walked with more confidence. "Your Grace, I look forward to hearing tales of your hunting escapades!" He turns towards his sister and makes a motion for her to join him. "May I present our sister?"

The girl for all intensive purposes looked anxious but I had to give her that she hid her nerves well behind that smile. "Rebekah de Guise de Rockfort Francais." She curtsied low and bowed nearly as deep as I did. "Charmed." She stares directly at me and I raise my goblet in a toast.

I studied the other two that had remained silent. The older one looked positively pained to be there, if he could have been anywhere else he would have. The elder one and Elijah looked the most alike with their dark hair and strong jawlines.

Shifting my eyes to the left I saw the other one. Kol. He had the same dark hair like the older two but his face was thinner like Niklaus'. Kol looked up then and I was trapped in his gaze. His eyes weren't full of anger like earlier and they no longer held the nerves from before either, they were simply staring back and a charming smile started to form on his face. It wasn't until they were pushed aside that our staring contest ended.

The meeting went smoothly for the fake family, Lucien did truly teach them everything they would need to know to pass for nobles. Retreating from the Count's side I roamed the room and greeted the lord's and ladies as I passed. The feeling of someone watching me was becoming overwhelming though, turning slightly I saw Kol staring at me. He looked like a starved animal with the way he was staring.

I gave a brief nod and went back to speaking with the Lady Fiona. She wasn't exactly a boring woman but she had never left her home in her entire life and had no desire to do so. Besides all the woman was capable of talking about was her new babe on the way - her husband or the carpenter's? Suddenly we were interrupted by a smooth accent. "Excuse me ladies but do you mind if I have a word with the Lady Joanna?"

Fiona's eyes were lit with jealousy and envy but she curtsied and excused herself anyway. "What do you want there Kol? That is if that's even your name."

Kol's smile was full of cheer but his eyes still seemed starved. "It is and I wanted to talk with you."

"Really now."

Kol leaned closer to me. "Really." His gaze kept switching back and forth from my eyes to my throat. "Why didn't you tell that lord we were lying."

I shrugged noncommittally. "Honestly I have no idea but you all did impress me so will see how this plays out for you." I smirked at him.

There was a delicious light of mischief to his eyes. He wasn't a lord no matter how much he would try or pretend to be. He was a rogue through and through. Just like my father. Suddenly the attendants of the party begin to whisper amongst themselves as Tristan and Aurora entered the room.

"Who are they?" Kol questions me with curiosity.

"That would be the Count's children- the Lord Tristan and the Lady Aurora." I supplied for him.

Kol peered on for a moment longer before turning his full attention back to me. Our staring contest once again continued but we were interrupted again by the eldest brother Finn. "Time to go Kol."

"Don't particularly feel like it."

"Now Kol."

"Alright. Pleasure meeting you my Lady. You are stunning." I blush rose on my cheeks from his compliment. I never blushed, I hadn't blushed from a man's doing in years and I cursed myself internally when a salacious smile appeared on Kol. He sauntered away then leaving me leaning against a great stone pillar.

Laughing to myself I finished my goblet and walked over to Aurora and Tristan. I bowed to Tristan and before I could curtsy Aurora rushed me into a hug which I gladly returned. "So who was that man you were speaking with?" Aurora asked me excitedly and had looped our arms together to walk the gardens for some privacy.

"His name is Kol. He is one of the de Guise children that Lucien brought."

"He is handsome. I do hope he courts you instead of you being in my father's bed." She whined.

"Time we tell." We walked in silence but I could see that she was thinking about something or someone. I nudged her playfully, "Who is he?"

"Who is who?"

"The man your thinking about it."

Aurora bit her lip and ran ahead to stand in front of me. "I fear that I do not know his name but he was standing near Lucien."

Who was with Lucien? "Ah you must mean Niklaus. Blonde hair and blue eyes." Aurora nodded happily. "Well I wish you the best of luck in your endeavor with the young lord." I teased her lightly.

"Do you think it will be full of magic with him?"

"I think if you both like each other then yes." Aurora was so happy she pulled me into a bone crushing hug and leaving me no room to breath. "Go back inside and enjoy the celebration...and Niklaus."

She gives me one final smile before disappearing. I walk a little further and sit down on a bench in the middle of the garden with the moon full in the sky above. Things were about to get interesting around here and I had no idea of how true that would be. "Excuse me Lady Joanna but Sir Raymond would like a word." A servant from the castle said as he approached me after bowing.

I nodded and headed into the stables to find him nest to his fine stallion. He was dressed in his armor with his great long sword on his hip. He turned when he heard me come in and smiled kindly. I ran to him and in his waiting arms as they encircled me in warmth. "I missed you." I mumbled into his chest.

A soft touch on my cheek made me look into his eyes. "Not as much as I've missed you."

We stared longingly for some time, just gazing at the other before I pounced on him. Our lips molded to the other's like they always did. Raymond's hands moved feverishly up and down my body, erupting a heat wherever they touched. My back hit the wall of the stable and my leg was hiked up onto Raymond's waist. We bunched up my dress together and he watched me struggle with the strings on his trousers.

He entered me in one thrust and a strangled gasp escaped from my lips. His head went to my neck and he started to suck gently on it as he moved his hips slowly. I whined at the euphoric feeling he was creating within my core that he slammed into. "H-harder pl-please!"

Raymond wasted no time and really started to move. He slammed into me roughly, eliciting loud screams to be torn from my throat. Hay fell on top of us from the force of his thrusts. I could feel my walls clench him tightly and I was cumming. I was a panting, heaving mess in his arms but we were far from done. He pulled out of me and turned me around so I was facing the wall and he was positioning himself behind me.

Rough nearly painful thrusts were done to my willing body. I bowed beneath him and started to scream in absolute lust. I needed him to cum in me. I wanted him to. Raymond was the only person here who held any true affection from my heart and he was all I really wanted. His hips took on a jagged rhythm of rough slams and slow thrusts. I could tell he was close and I pulled on his hair to bring him closer to my neck. I turned slightly and kissed his temple as I chased his thrust with vigor. "Cum for me."

That was that was needed and he was cumming inside my shaking walls. We panted in exhaustion and I smiled. I turned and kissed him passionately, with everything that I had and he returned it willingly.

"I have to leave."

"I know." I sighed in disappointment. The Count was always sending him off on errands. I hardly was able to even see him. "Come back soon." I pouted up at him and he smiled.

"Always." Raymond kissed my forehead sweetly and strode up to his horse and sent off into the dark night.

I sighed as I watched him ride off. Stalking back to the party I once again mingled around with the high society of Southern France, Paris was by far more fun than here but I rather enjoyed the quiet countryside.

A pair of hands gripped my waist from behind and pulled me tightly against them. I could feel how hard they were and the friction caused me to bite my lip. He wasn't the Count or Raymond or the cook or any of the lords here. "I could make you feel so much more than him."

My eyes widened sharply as the voice stopped whispering in my ear. I discreetly moved my head to the side and saw Kol pressed to me. I tried to step away but he kept a firm grip and didn't let me stray. "Let go." I hissed.

"Sorry, what was that? Keep you close, well who am I to deny a pretty girl." Kol teased lightly and if I wasn't being watched by the de Martels I might have enjoyed it.

"Let go or people will see and start to gossip."

"Oh they already gossip plenty about you. Makes me curious as to what is real?"

"I know they do and I don't need more of it, so will you let go!" I whispered shouted to him.

Kol gave a huff but let me wriggle from his grasp. I went to stomp off but paused at the sound of his voice. "Don't let them destroy your fire."

"What?"

"That fire. That brilliant, intense, dark fire in you. It's beautiful." Kol stepped forward and brought his hand up to my cheek and brushed his fingers lightly along the cheekbone. "Don't let anyone snuff it out."

And with those final words he walked off leaving me on my own for the rest of the night.