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Chapter Eleven
Isabelle woke up with start to sunlight streaming in through her window. She immediately climbed from her bed and made straight for her own private bathroom. Turning on her shower she stripped off her sweaty shirt and panties before stepping in. Every time she fell asleep her dreams had been plagued by Kol and herself in various scenarios.
The latest had her waking with a cry of his name. It was fast becoming clear this was not going to end any time soon. Images of her dream flickered through her mind. Kol unzipping the dress she had been wearing, kissing her bare breasts. His tongue swirling on her hip. "This is so bad," Isabelle groaned. She knew that despite her best attempts everyone in the house knew, even Kol.
She had cried out his name more than once during her dream filled sleep. Sometimes, Elena had kindly informed her, they would hear her begging dream Kol. She could barely face him but she managed to convince herself that just because her subconscious conjured up these images did not mean she would give into whatever this was and sleep with Kol. The result had been the frosty exterior she displayed now whenever she was around him.
Isabelle dried her hair and dressed heading downstairs. Kol sat in the kitchen with Rebekah and Finn. "Morning," Isabelle said brightly as entered the kitchen.
"Someone is in a good mood this morning," Kol commented with a smirk. "Good nights sleep?"
"Could have been better," she said not turning away from the blood bag she was emptying into a glass. "A little unsatisfying."
Rebekah let out a laugh and Isabelle turned around leaning against the counter as she took a mouthful of blood. The front door opened then and they sensed three people step inside. Isabelle smiled and Kol scowled. He did not like that the human football player was in her favour when he was not but with no clue how to get into Isabelle's good books he was stuck. Elijah wanted to knock their heads together for being so oblivious. He knew why both of them were holding back and he thought it was ridiculous. "Matt," Isabelle greeted when he walked into the kitchen followed by Elena and Elijah who had their arms around each other. When they finally came to stand still, they were joined at the lips straight away. Isabelle still thought they were cute but she liked to give them a hard time whenever the chance arose. "You two should get a room, I can't speak for everyone else but you aren't making me feel any better for being single."
Elena pulled back from Elijah's kiss to give her ancestor a scathing look. "We have to you listen to you get yours in your dreams every night when you wake up screaming Kol's name so you can put up with a little PDA."
Isabelle blushed avoiding Kol's gaze. "Well, thank you for that," Isabelle snapped and Elena sensed she may have gone too far. "I think I'm gonna head out. You coming Matt?"
Matt smiled at seeing Isabelle so flustered as she left the room. He stopped in the doorway looking back at Kol. "I'll try talk some sense into her, mate," he told the Original before following Isabelle out.
Isabelle and Matt left the Mikealson Manor on foot. They lived only an hour from the old Lockwood Cellars and Isabelle had fallen in love with the grounds around them. She had spent hours just exploring them in the three weeks since they had returned from freeing Elijah's family. Her mind involuntarily drifted back to Kol. The Original seemed to plague her every thought.
"Okay," Matt said, stopping walking and catching Isabelle's attention. "While I have been totally supportive of your hatred of this Kol guy so far I gotta ask, what is so wrong with him? I mean for a vampire he seems pretty stand up to me."
Isabelle sighed turning to face Matt. She knew when Matt said something then the way she was behaving wasn't right, he never spoke up for someone unless he meant it. "It's not that I hate him….." she began.
"Yeah," Matt cut her off. "I got it loud and clear from Elena earlier. You want the guy so bad you're having hot dreams about him."
"I definitely do not want to talk about that," she told him, blushing. "Kol is not so bad but I do not know how to just be friends with him because being friends means spending time together. I can't be even a little close to him without….." Isabelle frowned turning away from Matt. "Well you get the picture."
"And why would being with Kol be such a bad thing? He might actually make you happy."
Isabelle did not have an answer to his question. Every time she had tried to voice her reasons out loud they just sounded like excuses. Her main reason was something she could not even think about let alone talk about it. "Come on, I'll walk you back to the manor for your car. I think I want to be alone for a while."
Isabelle and Matt walked back to the house slowly. It was well after mid-day when they made it back. Isabelle waved Matt off with a smile before heading inside. She turned the corner into the lounge and found Kol sitting lazily on a sofa watching TV. "You the only one in?" Isabelle asked.
"Yeah, just me. Finn went out with Sage and Rebekah is involved in some kind of romance with the elder Salvatore so that is where she is."
"Okay, well, see you later," she said, setting off out of the room.
"Hold on, Isabelle." She stopped in the doorway turning to look at him. "Maybe you can explain this to me. I do not understand this film at all."
"What are you watching?" Isabelle asked as she walked back into the room and picked up the DVD case. "Of course it doesn't make sense, Kol. You're watching the third movie, if you haven't watched the first two it won't. You know speaking as a girl who is totally in love with Harry Potter…." Kol raised his eye brows in question. "Not in the way you are thinking. I love the books. It is pretty much sacrilege watching them in the wrong order."
Kol smiled at Isabelle's enthusiasm. "Will you watch it with me? Answer any questions I have?"
Isabelle looked down at Kol, weighing up her options. She would have to spend time with Kol but she would get to watch her favourite movies. Maybe Matt had a point, she should give Kol a chance. "Sure," Isabelle agreed. She took out the DVD out, putting it back on the shelf and grabbed the first one.
She dumped her jacket in the chair before dropping down on the couch beside Kol. They watched the first and second film in relative silence Kol just asking the occasional question. The pair got hungry just half an hour into the third film. Isabelle prepared some popcorn while Kol poured them some blood.
Isabelle was surprised to find she was actually enjoying herself. They unconsciously sat closer to each other as they settled back down sharing a bowl of popcorn. "I imagine you were like that when you were younger," Kol told her when it got to the part where Hermione punched Malfoy.
"What is that suppose to mean?"
"It means, Isabelle, I bet anything that if someone so much as looked at you the wrong when you were a hormonal teenager they got that treatment."
Isabelle grabbed a hand full of popcorn tossing it into Kol's face. "You mean this kind of treatment?"
Kol laughed, throwing a hand full back. Isabelle grabbed the bowl, tipping it on his head sending popcorn flying everywhere. "Oh, you have done it now," Kol told her with a smile. He flipped her onto her back and began tickling her.
"Okay, I give," Isabelle managed to get out between giggles. Kol seized his tickling, looking down at her. His words died in his throat.
Kol was kneeling between her legs with his hands on either side of her head. Isabelle was breathing hard beneath him, her eyes fixed on his. This was the closest he had been to her since that night in the car when they first met. Isabelle unconsciously bit her lip, Kol's eyes burned into her making her want him in a way she thought she had managed to squash down during her waking hours. Kol took a leap of faith, leaning down he pressed his lips to hers. Isabelle had been denying this for weeks, it felt so good to let go. She pulled Kol down against her, curling her fingers into his hair.
It was better than anything her imagination had conjured up. Kol, she had to admit, was an amazing kisser. His tongue teased her mouth open, before easing into her mouth, exploring. Isabelle made a noise of appreciation in her throat. Why had she been denying herself this? Kol's kisses were heavenly. Isabelle hooked her leg up over Kol's waist, bringing him closer. She gently encouraged him to move their lower bodies together. Kol moved firmly against her, mimicking the act of making love. Isabelle pulled back the kiss a little bit, moaning quietly before pulling him back right back to her. She slid her hand down his side under the front of his shirt between them. Isabelle's fingers traced across his toned stomach, her hand settling on his hip, rubbing circles on it with her thumb.
Kol wanted to tell Isabelle how good her hands felt on him but he couldn't bring himself to separate his lips from her. She was finally kissing him back with confidence, her lips moving against his with passion. The two were so caught up in each other that they didn't notice the footsteps approaching.
Elijah and Elena had decided to leave Rebekah and Damon alone to spend some time together. They knew Isabelle had gone out with Matt earlier so they could only hope Kol was gone as well so they would have the house to themselves. Elijah parked up and the pair were headed inside when the sound of a woman moaning reached their ears. "Who is that?" Elena asked.
"I guessed my youngest brother must be entertaining," Elijah answered.
"I thought you said he was set on Isabelle?"
"He said he was, maybe she has pushed him away too much despite her reassuring dreams." Elijah shrugged, opening the door for Elena. The pair made their way down the hallway but neither were prepared for what they would encounter when they turned the corner. Kol was laid on top of Isabelle the pair firmly joined at the lips with Harry Potter playing in the background.
Elena smiled up at Elijah, maybe the pair had finally come to their senses. Elijah cleared his throat and both Isabelle and Kol jumped away from each other. Kol smirked and Isabelle looked horrified. She disappeared out of the room at vampire speed. Only once she had locked all the doors to her room did she slide down the wall to the floor. "Oh no," she whispered. Even through her embarrassment Isabelle still felt the swirls of desire for Kol.
It had been bad before when she only had her imagination to rely on but now she had actually kissed him. Tasted his lips, had his hands on her. She knew what it felt like to have him moving above her. "I am in so much trouble."
Isabelle slipped on some shoes and a jacket before opening her window to jump out. She ran into the woods heading for town. Matt would have started his shift at the Mystic Grill by now. If there was anyone who could help her make sense of her jumbled thoughts right now it was him.
Matt was tending bar when she arrived. "There's my favourite bartender," she greeted him sitting down.
"What happened to spending the rest of the day in your own company?" Matt asked, smiling.
"Well, that went out of the window as soon as I got home. I ended up spending the afternoon with Kol."
"Really?" Matt asked, but his tone and smile gave him away.
"Elena has called you already, hasn't she?"
"Oh, yeah. The second they heard you leave. So you and Kol getting hot and heavy in the living room?"
Isabelle groaned dropping her head to the bar. "It's not fair Matt. Why did he have to be such a good kisser?"
Matt laughed, turning around he reached for some top shelf liquor and poured Isabelle a glass. Isabelle raised her head, taking it and swallowing it in one go. "He was bound to be, Isabelle. The guy is a thousand years old."
"You are supposed to be making me feel better," she whined. "Elijah and Elena walked in on us, with him on top of me and us kissing in the living room. And it wasn't some teenage closed mouth kiss. He had his tongue in my mouth, I'd put my hand up his shirt and he was…." Matt grinned while she was looking down. His friend had it bad. "He was grinding into me, and God it felt so good. Everything he was doing felt so good."
"Then I do not see the problem, Isabelle," Matt told her, before he got called away to serve someone else.
A/N: Posted on 15/05/2015. All outfits are on my profile. Violet x.