Request for a drabble where Bonnie trusts Kol enough to let him drink her blood from officiallyobsessed on tumblr. I posted this on my original account like two or three years ago? Anyway, reposting now because there is not enough Kennett out there. Enjoy!

Kol was kissing her. It was passionate and intense, like he was trying to taste every part of her. That was how it always was with him.

Bonnie couldn't say for sure how she and Kol became them, not just Bonnie and Kol, but a couple.

A them.

They'd been going out since that night at the Mikaelson ball, more or less. When Bonnie and Abbey helped Esther try and fail to kill her children the next day, Kol had been furious. He set out to torment her and had discovered she hated Damon just as much as she did Klaus, maybe even more after Damon turned her mother. Since Kol hated Damon too, they'd wound up having a few drinks instead of trying to kill each other, and next thing she knew, they were kissing.

This went on for several months until Damon found out because he could smell Kol on her. In typical Damon fashion, he'd ruined everything by telling all of her friends. That led to a lot of sanctimonious bullshit from Elena and Caroline. Bonnie shut that down real quick, after everything with Damon and Klaus they had no right to judge her. Both Stefan and Matt supported her on that.

Kol had ended up tearing out Damon's tongue for blabbing and upsetting Bonnie. Well actually, he compelled Stefan and Tyler to do it for him. Bonnie hadn't been thrilled, but it did force everyone to back off in regards to him and Bonnie.

Now they were them and sure Kol was a homicidal maniac, but he was her homicidal maniac and she was proof he could love.

Bonnie stayed over at his place so much that she practically lived there and still her dad hadn't noticed, typical.

Hell, at this point Bonnie was as good as a member of the Original family. The only thing distinguishing her from them was that she was a witch and she didn't share their last name.

It was fair to say Bonnie felt comfortable there, and that she loved Kol. He certainly told her he loved her, every chance he got. They got along and the sex was mind blowing. They'd done everything together except one thing and she knew how badly he wanted it, even if he would never say or push for it. The only problem was, she wasn't sure she trusted him that implicitly.

"Gods, you're beautiful," he murmured against her lips, making Bonnie smile at the reminder that he was a Viking technically. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Bonnie kissed him again. Kol tightened his arms around her waist, bringing her onto his lap. She felt his naked skin against hers and her core throbbed. They were both down to their underwear and all they were doing was kissing and touching each other. This was shaping up to being one of those nights where they took things unbearably slow.

Bonnie loved those nights. Kol was so tender with her, it made her feel special and loved. Something she needed regularly because it wasn't easy being the girlfriend of someone who had been alive for a thousand years, her own thoughts could drive her insane with insecurity. She never said anything, but he always knew and never ceased to find new ways to show her how much she meant to him.

Kol kissed his way along her jaw to nibble down her throat, following her pulse line. Bonnie tugged on his hair, trying to decide if she trusted him with her life, if she trusted him not to kill or turn her.

"Kol, you can bite me if you want," she said deciding she did trust him. After a year together, he'd been nothing, but good to her and he'd never hurt anyone she loved.

He looked up at her. His eyes were warm and disbelieving.

"Are you sure, little witch?"

"Yeah, I trust you. Unless it'll hurt a lot?"

Truth be told, for the girlfriend of a vampire, Bonnie did not know much about bloodsharing.

"Not if you relax, but it might be at first."

"Like losing your virginity," she joked.

Kol sighed. It bothered him that he hadn't been her first, and they'd spent a lot of time bickering about the hypocrisy of it. She didn't care what era he was from, he could adapt. Besides, he was her first vampire and if he played his cards right, he could be her last.

"Cheeky girl."

"Viking."

Kol's face changed eyes blackening, fangs lengthening and red veins protruding from under his eyes. It no longer scared her the way vampire faces used to, especially Kol because when he first killed it was deranged. Now all she saw was Kol.

Her fingers traced the veins under his eyes. She pecked him once on the lips. Kol's answering smile was a broad grin.

Kol lowered his head and she could feel him nuzzling her throat. He nipped at her pulse line, making her squeak in surprise. She let out a breathy laugh.

"Alright?"

"Alright," she confirmed.

Kol continued to nip at her jugular, easing her into the feel of his fangs. Her body was still tense, but slowly she felt herself relax and when Kol bit harder, she moaned. Then he bit her for real. It was a sharp pain, like pinpricks. The pain drifted away as quickly as it came.

A feeling that could only be described as euphoria overcame her. She heard herself moan as if in a dream. She could feel Kol. Not just his physical body, but something of his essence.

The bite changed and her core ached as wave after wave of pleasure rocked her. She mewled as she drifted further away.

Kol withdrew his fangs and Bonnie whimpered in complaint. Why was he stopping? She felt great, better than great, her whole body felt warm and boneless.

"Shh, it's alright," he murmured.

Bonnie couldn't move or open her eyes. She would have fallen to the floor if Kol hadn't been holding her so carefully.

Something warm and wet was pressed to her lips.

"Drink, little witch."

Kol didn't need to tell her. The part of Bonnie's brain that was still functioning had already made her realize it was Kol's bloody wrist. Her tongue darted out, tasting him. His blood tasted metallic and like an ancient power. She could feel her strength returning almost immediately and she began to trace patterns on his wrist just because she liked how it made him moan.

His wrist healed and he held her.

"Let's do that again," Bonnie said with a smile. She stretched a little, her whole body felt relaxed and sated.

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