Kol had turned one of the extra rooms in the house into a study. The small oil lamps gave insufficient light for anyone who was strictly human and lingering aroma. A large room by anyone means, the room had a huge burgundy Persian rug that matched beautiful with the oak paneled floor. Swords and other weapons decorated the walls making it even more diffcult for Bonnie to relax as she waited for Kol's arrival. Only Kol could make her loathe classical music, the only thing she could hear from the bathroom.

The rendezvous point was always the same each month, the Mikealson Mansion. She closed her eyes as tension seeped into every pore of her body. Bonnie began to wonder how she had reached this point in her life where silent reflection made her skin crawl. Once again her eyes shot open at the sound of movement around the house. All she could do is wait for Kol to finally get out of the shower and be what she preferred him to be.

"Jackass." she cursed under her breath.

A gust of air was the only signal that Kol has entered the almost empty room, clad in only his emerald silk pajama bottoms. He preferred to take his time when it came to the Bennett witch in every activity he did with her. Kol had planned on setting his former town aflame until he received a phone call from Klaus's host body months ago. Klaus had sent off a chain of events that neither of them were capable of dealing with.

"I'm much prettier than that, I would fancy myself a tiger or perhaps a cougar. This century has lovely common language, darling." Kol replied.

"Graceful?" Bonnie scoffed as she whipped her head around. "You are hurricane if anything."

He fell into the couch with a huff, uncaring of the beads of water that lingered on his flesh. The ornate furniture was merely to show off. His weapons were the ones that he hoarded and cared for like children. Bonnie sighed as she looked at the pompous person in front of her, trying to hold on to the hate she once had for him.

"Your brother needs you to get this" She said as she got up to hand him the list. Bonnie had to summon up strength to pretend to be impassive about the small exchange. She walked around the coffee table that separated the matching couches that were across the room. It would be easier to sit on the same side but they were suffering from a "hands" problem.

Kol held his hand out to her beckoning her over, making Bonnie freeze only a feet away from him.
"What are you doing?" Bonnie snapped. Her brow began to furrow as Kol looked even more amused.
"I was taking the list." Kol chuckled for a moment before moving his fingers to come closer again.
"You are being friendly."
"I suppose, would you rather I rip it apart just like the good old days." He said exasperatedly "but then how would I surprise you"

Bonnie rolled her eyes and moved to place the list back in her pocket but a hand prevented her. She looked up to see Kol now in front of her half crouched. Time felt like it stood still for a few moments as she stared into his brown eyes.

"No, not today" Bonnie said softly. An eyebrow raise was the only sign that he had heard her but his hand crept slowly up her wrist past her elbow.
Her heart began to pound as she maintain eye contact with him, unable to turn away even as his hand lingered. They dared each other on, each time they met. It was a game of chicken born out of sadness. It's just a game she thought to herself.

"What I said to you that night will never change. I don't throw my words around lightly." Kol said in a hush whisper

"I don't have time for lies."

"Love, I think you have me confused with your friends."

For a moment he feared that she would smack him and run away like she had done. Kol hoped his fear would not show as she lifted her left hand up. Unconsciously he braced for the impact yet it never came. A soft touch caress was all he felt, making his feelings bubble up to the surface like a volcano. He briefly laid his head into her palm before he snatched her up into his arms.

"Today" he groaned into her lips.

The feeling of weightlessness and being kissed made Bonnie feel like she had died for a moment. His lips were her addiction that she had hope to break but it held in it's snare as much as he held her now. She grabbed onto his shoulders to steady herself as he placed her down onto the couch. No matter how hard she held him, he didn't break. She didn't have to fear the darkness in her begging for more blood and destruction.

The spell asked for more and more of her supposed goodness and she could feel herself become drunk with the power. His hands felt as if it was all over her once her body touched the couch. The dampness of the couch made impossible for her to tell whether she was sweating or in the remnants of Kol's damp body. He pulled the shirt popping each button off, one by one as he sucked on her neck. Kol did it so slowly that she wondered why she let him destroy her so much.

She was going to be his, he need her to be his. He needed to know that there was some goodness in the world even as his body corrupted it. What was the point of living a cursed existence without indulging he thought to himself. Kol's lips trailed from her neck to her lips, kissing them hungrily. His arms snaked around Bonnie's midsection pressing their bodies closer together. Bonnie. Bonnie's mouth parted in a soft gasp as Kol's tongue traced her lower lip and then swept inside to caress her own.

Flames exploded in her stomach as he touched her more. It was another cruelty of her fate that he would feel so good in her arms. Being in his snare gave her clarity to be free, she kissed him harder trying to banish all of her thoughts away. In a flurry of movements she found herself stripped of all clothing and Kol's pants added to pile of clothes that littered room.

Running her hand down his back, she scratched at his hardened muscles. Only she could bring chills to his body. Kol held his breath and closed his eyes trying to retain some control yet with a single roll of her hips completely shattered.

They only had a few moments of peace until it was ruined by a phone call from Elena. Kol was tempted to chuck the blasted device across the room instead he sighed profusely. Bonnie dressed as she spoke of trivial things with Elena, smiling the way he always wanted her to do with him. As the phone call came to an end, his patience went out the window. He bolted up grabbing one of her arms.

"Can you just stop this? You belong with me, not with them."

Bonnie looked at him sadly before kissing him on the lips. "We know how this fairytale ends. Witches and Vampires never work out."

Kol laughed, pulling her close to him. "The bitter ones say that, the happy ones are in this room right now."

A/N: Sorry for the abrupt end. I might re do this in the future but clearing out my cobwebs before I start doing a one shot a week. :)