A/N: Since I got such positive feedback, I decided to post another one-shot. It's not dirty dirty, but it does have some suggestive themes. Nothing too wild. Thanks to kvsgrl, I actually made time to do this.

As for my other stories… I don't actually know about those. I feel bad for doing that to all of you who do read them, but I'm so busy and finals is in two weeks. Ugh!

Anyways, enoy. Have a great day.

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The bacon in the frypan sizzled and the oil popped, splattering lightly across my hand. I jerked, biting back a groan. Kol chuckled.

"Glad to see you find humor in my pain," I drawled sarcastically. "At least I can make someone's day."

Kol shook his head at me, a smirk playing at his lips as he came behind me and wrapped his strong arms around my waist. He burried his face into the crook of my neck, his nose tracing small patterns at the space there. I leaned back into his embrace, feeling content in my lover's arms. His long hair tickled my cheek, and I giggled when he kissed me lightly under my ear.

"I just find it amusing that you would cook your own meal," he muttered in my ear.

I rolled my eyes and huffed out a sigh. Turning to look at him the eye, I went back to turning the bacon. "I used to cook my own food all the time. I don't see why I can't now."

Kol was silent for a bit before he stepped away from me and went to the cupboards. I felt a small loss, the cool air hitting my back that was once warmed by his body. He returned with a plate in hand and took the spatula from me, scooping up the bacon before plopping it on the plate. With a paper napkin, he dabbed off the grease and proceeded to throw the away the sodden napkin in the trash.

"Open your mouth," he commanded. I felt my stomach tighten at his words and my knees weakened slightly. He chuckled darkly.

Doing as told, I opened my mouth and waited. The vampire then popped a ripe strawberry in my mouth. I giggled, taking a small bite before offering the other half to him.

Opening his mouth, his lips wrapped around my thumb and forefinger, his tongue grazing the pads. A blush crept its way up my cheeks, a smile pulling at my lips.

"Delicious, darling," he whispered huskily. The dark blonde swopoed his head down, capturing my lips in a kiss that made me weak in the knees. His mouth moved perfectly against mine, the thousand years of experience proving useful to him. Before Kol could deepen the kiss, I pulled away and grabbed my plate full of food and a fork, sitting at one of the stools at the breakfast bar.

"I need to eat," I said simply before taking a bite if my scrambled eggs.

"As do I, darling, but you do not see me swooping in and taking what is mine, do you?"

I rolled my eyes at him, but sat up and pecked his cheek. He was stunned at the simple yet sweet gesutre. I guess it was something he wasn't quite used to. Quickly he recovered and lifted me from my stool, only to sit me on his jean clad lap.

My skin erupted in goosebumps as his calloused hand rubbed my bare thigh, the other tracing patterns on my waist underneath the material of his t-shirt. His face burried itself in my hair, his nose inhaling my scent.

"Have I told how good you look in my clothes?" He asked.

"Nope, but I have feeling you're gonna tell me," I quipped, chuckling around a mouthful of bacon.

"You look so sexy, so fuckable," he lowered his voice seductivly, his lips tracing the outer shell of my ear. "I could lay you across the table and eat you out all day."

My cheeks heated at the mental image he gave me, but quickly shook the thought off and looked at him. "Nice try, darling."

I hopped off his lap and walked to the sink to place my plate inside, quickly rinsing it off before turning around and looking my lover in the eye. "It's gonna take a lot more than dirty talk to get into my pants."

Straightening my posture, I made sure to sway my hips, my head held high, as I walked away from Kol Mikaelson.