For you my Love – Chapter 8
New Orleans, USA, 1920
"Wow, Dalia. That was .zing!" Kol panted, rolling off of her with the widest grin on his face. "I take back everything I've said about it being unfair to use your God-powers in bed." Dalia smirked, just like Kol she was trying to get her breathing back to normal again.
"So I'm forgiven?" She asked, looking up at him through her lashes.
"Darling, if this is the way you make up for it you can flirt with anyone you'd like, even if he happens to be my brother."
"I wasn't flirting with him, I just went to speak to him about something." She pouted slightly, a bad habit she'd picked up from her husband.
Gently cupping her face Kol placed a kiss on her lips, effectively changing her pout to a smile.
"And you won't tell me what this 'something' is, correct?"
Dalia sat up, the sheets falling from her chest and pooling at her hips, causing Kol's attention to waver ever so slightly.
"Not now." She said in a gentle voice, bordering to sadness. "Some day."
Closing her eyes, feeling the tears burn behind her eye-lids, she leaned down and kissed him. Slowly and lovingly, like she wanted to burn the feeling of his lips against hers into her head, she let her tongue dart out, touching his lips softly, begging for entrance.
Not one to deny her what she sought Kol granted her wish, deepening their kiss as his hands began exploring her body. Even though they had been together for nearly 600 years he just couldn't get enough of her, he would never be able to stop admiring the way her beautiful hair cascaded down her back, the way her green eyes turned golden whenever she felt strongly about something, the way she licked her lips when she was nervous.
She may have been a Goddess but with him she was real. With him she was vulnerable, she was innocent, she was a minx and she was his.
Reaching her hands up to his hair, deepening the kiss further, Dalia felt the first tear escape her eyes. She wanted nothing but stay this way, in his arms, kissing him for an eternity...
She could sense Niklaus enter the flat and her hold on Kol tightened, keeping his focus solely on her.
"I love you, Dalia." Kol breathed as he broke the kiss and looked into her golden eyes, where the tears were now flowing freely.
"I love you too." The Goddess had barely whispered the words before Kol jerked, his eyes widened and his skin started turning gray.
"I'm sorry..." Dalia whispered as she caught his head in her hands, gently placing him down on the bed.
Apart from the dagger in his heart and the color of his skin he almost looked like he was sleeping. He didn't look in pain at least.
Dalia tore her teary eyes from her 'sleeping' husband to look at the other vampire in the room. The one who only moments ago, at her request, had shoved a dagger through his little brother's heart and watched as he'd desiccated in front of his very eyes.
"What do we do now?" Niklaus asked, his voice thick with unshed tears, unable to take his eyes off his brother.
"We keep him someplace safe. Until it's safe to bring him back." Dalia spoke through her tears, her heart aching with every breath she took. "Now all we have to do is find Silas."
"And what do we do when we find him?"
"We kill him..."
A/N: Big thanks to all of you for reading this! Let me know if you liked it ^^
