I may leave this as a one shot, but it can be a two shot if anyone is interested to read the second part. Just an idea that popped in my head, rated M to be safe.

Kol looked at the full moon above the lake and smiled. The night was perfect for a little game. He had truly been looking forward to this. There was nothing except trees around him; he enjoyed the view and the thrill of the anticipation for a moment before zooming towards the two-storey cottage by the lake. It was the only house in sight, there were no neighbors. No distraction. He could hardly wait.

Silently he passed a brand new car parked on the driveway and approached the kitchen window. The lights were on inside and the curtains were wide open. She was standing by the stove, making herself some tea. Her long honey brown hair was up in a loose ponytail and she was wearing a short satin nightie. It truly complimented her curvy body. His lips curved into a smirk, for a moment he simply observed her.

She seemed to be lost in her thoughts; carelessly she twirled the ponytail around her finger while waiting for the water to boil. He was curious to see how long it would take for her to notice him. Finally she did, her grey blue eyes widened in terror and she dropped the teacup she was holding in her hand. He gave her a charming smile before zooming to the front door and kicking it open.

"Poppy?" he called, standing right in front of the threshold.

"Go away!" she shouted from the kitchen.

"Come on now, darling, don't be rude. Can I at least get a hello?"

"No! Go away!"

She appeared from the kitchen holding a crossbow, he couldn't help but smile.

"What is that for?" he inquired. "You know stakes can't kill me."

"Go away," she repeated, aiming at his chest.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"Do I look like an idiot to you?" she snorted.

He smiled.

"No, you look very nice; I like that nightie of yours."

"Good for you. Now leave, you're not coming inside."

"Really?" he hummed and stepped over the threshold. She gasped and shot an arrow at him, but he caught it before it hit his chest.

"Now, now," he scolded. "That wasn't very nice, darling."

"How…" she muttered.

"Your friend was kind enough to invite me in," he replied. "I dropped by here earlier today."

She dropped the crossbow and ran to the kitchen; he gave her a couple of second head start before zooming after her. She was standing in front of a counter, hiding something behind her back.

"What…what do you want?" she muttered.

"You know what I want," he replied and approached her slowly, like a lion stalking its prey. "Why don't you just be a good girl and give it to me."

"No," she snapped. "You will never have it."

Her heartbeat was speeding up; he stopped for a moment and savored the scent of the blood rushing through her veins.

"We both know that you have no chance to fight me," he hummed. "Do the smart thing and give up."

She didn't say anything, she was breathing rapidly.

"Poppy?" he purred and continued approaching her. She kept her head down and didn't even try to move when he stepped in front of her. "Give it to…"

"Never!" she shouted and stabbed him in the belly, making him to let out a growl.

"Poppy!" he shouted when she ran, he heard her running upstairs. He cursed while pulling the knife out, he hadn't seen that one coming. Nice twist, although he had liked this shirt. He took his time before following her; there were no lights on upstairs. It didn't matter; he knew every inch of this house, not to mention he could easily hear her heartbeat.

"Poppy?" he purred while climbing up the stairs. "You were a very, very naughty girl, but that's alright, I do enjoy a good chase."

He stood in the dark hallway for a moment and listened.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are. I can smell your fear."

The floor squeaked under his steps, he knew exactly where she was. Another arrow was shot at him when he opened the door to the bedroom; he caught it effortlessly in the air.

"Someone needs to learn some manners," he purred and slammed her up against the wall with his body.

"No!" she cried out when he took the crossbow from her and tossed it on the floor. She was fighting him like a wild animal, but he captured her wrists easily and stretched her arms over her head.

"Now," he hummed and inhaled her sweet scent. "Where were we?"

"Get your hands off me!" she shouted, still trying to fight.

"I think you owe me for that naughty little stunt you just pulled," he stated, ignoring her angry demands. She stopped fighting and swallowed when he leaned closer, his lips almost touching hers. "How about a kiss?"

"How about you go screw yourself," she snapped and tried to kick him between the legs, but he caught her leg before she succeeded.

"Stop fighting me," he growled and lifted her leg up, making the hem of her nightie to rise up her waist. He looked down and raised his eyebrows.

"No panties? Someone is a naughty girl."

"Go to hell!" she shouted.

"Been there, done that," he replied and ran his fingers over her inner thigh. "How about I take you to heaven instead."

She gasped in shock when he touched the center of her femininity, she was most definitely aroused.

"No, don't you dare to do that you big…demon ass," she managed to gasp.

He stopped and looked at her.

"Big demon ass?"

She broke into a snigger.

"I'm sorry, too much?"

He smiled and freed her hands.

"No, darling, that was good, you played your part well. The whole stabbing thing was a nice surprise."

"I thought you might like it," she replied smiling. "I didn't hurt you too much, did I?"

She observed his belly with a worried expression; she was definitely his Poppy again.

"No," he said and lifted his shirt. "See, already healed."

She bent down and kissed his belly.

"I'm sorry for ruining the game. We can play something else if you want."

He cupped her chin and gave her a gentle kiss.

"Perhaps later and you didn't ruin anything, I enjoyed that."

She smiled and kissed his hand.

"Good, I'm glad to hear that. I love you, Kol."

She meant what she said, as strange as that was. He hadn't even believed in love before he had literally bumped into her in Denver few months ago, but now he couldn't imagine his life without her. She was everything that he wasn't, but for some reason she had been drawn to him from the beginning, just like he had been drawn to her.

"I love you too, Poppy."