Title: National Anthem

Summary: Kol didn't want to go. Not again.

Gabby couldn't sleep. Kol knew it wasn't from nightmares or insomnia although many professionals would classify it as such. She just couldn't sleep. There were so many thoughts swirling around in her mind that she couldn't seem to shut it off. Kol did his best to relax her, coax her back to bed. Unfortunately it didn't always work. Not through any fault of hers. He just got so wrapped up in watching her. Watching the way she moved, the things she did when she thought he was asleep. Now, for instance, Gabby sat at his desk pencil moving wildly across the paper as she drew with a passion he couldn't help but find deliciously erotic. Her body was partially covered in his white button up and her hair was pushed to one shoulder, exposing the delicate skin of her neck. Kol felt his face contort and fangs elongate as he imagined the sweetness of the blood running through the veins. He had bit her before but never took blood.

Kol moved soundlessly from his position on the bed to stand behind Gabby. She jumped at sudden feeling of his fingers trailing lightly over her neck leaving behind goosebumps. His hand continued downward across her skin and stopped at her elbow, pulling her up slowly. The soft air from the open window seemed to stop circulating through the room as his lips pressed against her hot pulse point. Gabby let out a content sigh, relaxing in his arms. She could feel his muscles in his chest and arms move against her sides and back with each of his movements.

"Trouble sleeping darling?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her waist. She nodded. "Care for some help?" She nodded again, head falling back on his shoulder. Kol puller her over to the bed and pushed her down slowly.

"Kol-"

"Shh." He turned on his side and pulled her against his body. "I'm helping you."

Kol hummed quietly. He wasn't much of a singer, but it didn't matter. There are certain cases where being bad at something could come in handy. This was one of those cases. He was humming a lullaby his mother had often sang to him as a child on the nights the wolves were howling so loudly he couldn't sleep. It was meant to be a happy song. A peaceful song. However, when Kol sang it the song became darker and the meaning changed. It was no longer a something to put a child to sleep. It was a song to give children nightmares. He liked the change, found it interesting how something so innocent and pure could become so dangerous and dark. As he continued humming Gabby turned in his arms so they were now face to face. Her hands rested on Kol's chest, unmoving. Their eyes met and something best left unsaid passed between them. He stopped humming but continued watching her.

"That wasn't helpful." Gabby stated coolly. "That was twisted. You're twisted."

"I'm twisted yet here you are in my room. In my bed."

"Yes. I'm just as twisted as you." She kissed him gently. "But as long as I'm with you that's okay."

Kol nodded. He understood what she was saying even if Gabby didn't fully comprehend it herself. She meant a lot to him though he would never freely admit just how much. He hated her for the weakness she exposed inside him. He hated her for making him feel mortal emotions. Yet he loved her for those very same reasons and couldn't dream of letting her go again. Which is why he lied to her. He wasn't here for good. He was here until the Bennett witch lifted the veil. He would gladly take death over and over again than leave. It wasn't his choice though. He had no say. The devastation of being apart had impacted them both in unspeakable ways. Kol didn't want to go. Not again.

He rolled over so he was hovering above her. If this was going to be the last of his hours on Earth he would spend it memorizing her body. Her chocolate colored hair fanned out across the pillows in beautiful contrast with the burgundy of the silk sheets. Pink colored her cheeks as he unbuttoned the shirt covering her body. She still wasn't used to this, exposing herself so fully. Call it being self-conscious, but it still made her uncomfortable for Kol to see her naked. His lips pressed kisses to her neck, trailing downwards until he came to the valley between her breasts. He gave her a slight smirk before wrapping his mouth around her right nipple, sucking and nibbling. Gabby moaned loudly as one of his hands began toying with her other breast.

"Kol." She whispered, wriggling beneath him.

Kol pulled away, running his left hand down the side of her body before sliding it beneath her knee. He pushed up making it bend so that he could place it over his shoulder. Their lips met again. He took his time to explore every inch of her mouth with his tongue in an attempt to memorize the taste and feel that was pure Gabby. She was the one to break the kiss, summoning an obscene amount of strength to push him on his back. She kissed and licked her way down his chest and allowed her hands to roam freely over his body.

"Gabby, what are you doing?" He asked when she settled between his legs.

Tilting her head to the side Gabby said, "You told me it would stop being all about my pleasure. I would learn how to please you. Well, teach me Kol. Tell me how to please you."

Kol's eyes grew darker. "You naughty little girl. I have a feeling you already know what to do. After all, you were no blushing virgin when we met."

Gabby smiled and pulled down his boxers. Apprehension filled her briefly before she pushed it aside, bring Kol's length to her mouth. She twirled her tongue around the head before letting him fill her mouth. Kol had been right. She was no virgin when they met, but she wasn't a whore. Giving head was not her specialty. For Kol though, she would do it. Gabby bobbed her head up and down slowly, sensually, making sure to never break eye contact with Kol for even for a second. He threw his head back and moaned as she continued. He wanted to thrust his hips but decided not to. This wasn't going to be rough. This was going to be perfect. True love making. Though at the rate things were going he would be the one to cum first.

That wasn't going to happen.

Kol pulled Gabby away and pressed her firmly into the mattress, grinding his crotch against hers. She whimpered and begged before Kol finally relented and thrust into her in one quick motion. She gasped and cried out beneath him, nails scratching the skin of his back. He began rocking his hips, going completely out and all the way back in. Each thrust was deep and calculated. He knew what to do to make her scream. He knew the right spots to hit, the right places to kiss.

"Oh God… Kol…"

He didn't need much more than that to spur him on. The thrusts became harder, deeper, faster. With each stroke Kol hit her g-spot causing strings of profanities and gasps. Gabby was holding tight to a thin string, doing her best not to reach an orgasmic high before him. He bit down on her neck, fangs sinking into her skin. It was a pleasurable experience, having blood taken by a vampire during sex. It heightened everything, made both predator and prey more sensitive.

"Cum for me Gabby." Kol whispered in her ear while reaching between their bodies to play with her clit.

Gabby screamed, clenching around him. He gave one last thrust before his cock twitched and he released inside her.

The two of them lay on their backs, panting but content. Well, mostly content. There was something Kol needed to say and he needed to say it now. He couldn't look at her while he said it though. Otherwise she would know exactly how true his words were. Eyes trained on the pale full moon Kol began speaking.

"Gabby."

"Yes Kol?"

"No matter what happens to us I will always lo-"

Gabby rolled her eyes. Typical Kol. Always wanting to build drama. She rolled over on her side to fce him. "You'll always what?"

But he was gone.

It's a love story for the new age,
For the six page,
Want a quick, sick rampage?
Wining and dining, drinking and driving,
Excessive buying, overdosin', dyin',
On our drugs and our love,
And our dreams and our rage. Blurring the lines,
Between real and the fake.