"Don't you try to run right now, 'cause baby I could burn you down.
You make your way into my veins,
Course right through my limbs, and dig your way into my brain.
So in the second that you walk, walk into a room,
I can't help myself from the things that you do.
Oh, you're killing me right now.
I think it's time you burn me down.
Oh, I love the things we do when it's just me and you."

Smoke: PVRIS

I had called it a night fairly early, at least early in comparison to how late I had stayed up since Davina showed up at our doorstep. It was still sometime close to midnight, but I was an Original tribrid. I needed sleep, but not as much as most.

Before calling it a night, however, I spent some time talking to Rebekah and Shea. They both declared that I was in desperate need of some time to myself, and it didn't matter how many times I tried to remind them that we were in the middle of the war.

Rebekah just didn't accept that excuse. "No, darling. War hasn't begun. If we have to fight our way into the Abattoir, then war will begin."

Shea nodded. "You know what we need to do? We need to go look at wedding dresses."

I laughed. "There's no way in hell we can do that. Besides, we're missing a lot of people. I'm fairly certain Prisca would kill you."

"I don't mean to actually find one," she insisted. "I just need to get some ideas because I'm me, and I don't do the 'dress' thing very often. So maybe we can both come with you when you go to talk to this Father Kieran? Doing a bit of looking never hurt anyone."

Eventually, with them both insisting that it was what I needed, I relented, but only on the condition that no one say a word about it. I already cried in front of everyone over something sentimental and maybe even a weakness. I didn't want anyone thinking that I was a love struck idiot looking at wedding dresses in the middle of all of the chaos.

"If anyone has a problem with it, they can take it up with me," Rebekah declared, though she agreed to keep it to herself. "There is absolutely nothing wrong with being human."

"Except that's exactly how you guys have survived all these years, by being different?"

"And maybe we were wrong," she said. "Maybe you're right. The way we've lived our lives has amassed an army of enemies against us. Maybe if we did things the way you do, things might be different."

I didn't know if I would still be myself centuries down the road, but I wanted to try and help. I wanted to still be myself because I had an endless lifetime to make the world a better place. As soon as all of this was over with the twins, I was gonna do that, one way or another.

The night had been an emotional roller coaster, so I called it a night somewhat early. I blamed Kol for most of the turmoil because he had said some hurtful things. I had said hurtful things back, and it was hard to have these kinds of fights because we didn't really fight much.

When we did, however, hurtful things were usually said. Our fighting inexperience showed, but we never took it too far. Even tonight, nothing he said was too far. It just hurt to hear it said.

That was okay, though, because we would deal with it the same way we always did. Some people argued that the way we dealt with these feelings of hurt was wrong, but we didn't just fuck and ignore them. We fucked and faced them, just like the night before when it made me face the pain of killing Agnes.

Fucking connected us to one another, to our humanity, and it brought us to a place of peace, where we could talk about things without just hurting one another more.

Kol was probably expecting to find me waiting naked for him, but I wasn't quite naked. I wasn't too far from it, but I was feeling a bit adventurous.

There was something I wanted to try, something I had mentioned a few times and even unsuccessfully tried some. I was becoming rather bossy, and in a lot of ways, I had put myself in charge of everything we did.

Any time I tried taking charge of Kol, in bed, I had never used enough force. He always ended up taking charge again.

This time would be different. He hurt my feelings, and I was gonna make him pay for that as sexually as I could without seriously hurting him.

There were footsteps in the hallway, and I knew it wasn't necessarily Kol. On the chance that it was, I ran into the bathroom to check myself in the mirror one last time.

The darker makeup around my eyes, the blood red on my lips, it went perfectly with my teased roots and the lace and leather lace-up corset I had picked out, with cap sleeves and lace around the waist that cascaded down, about halfway down my ass. Paired with the thong and cage garter belt, I had never seen myself look quite this way.

There was something about this side of myself that I liked. I didn't want to become this dark and murderous person, but to see my reflection and realize how foreign it still was gave me some comfort.

Everything was just how I wanted it to be, so I used my speed to get me into the bedroom. With a bundle of sage and a lighter in hand, I nestled into the nook in the far corner of the room and simply waited.

It was Kol in the hallway, and he came into the room quickly. He wasn't looking at me, hadn't even noticed me in the corner. He simply stepped into the room and closed the door, leaning his face into it to catch his breath.

"This will be over soon, one way or another."

He didn't see me, but he knew I was in here. I didn't say anything, simply pressed the button on the end of the lighter, rolling my thumb across the wheel to spark it. If that sound wasn't enough, I whispered the privacy spell under my breath. Even if he couldn't make out the exact words, Kol knew what was happening.

His muscles relaxed before he even turned. "Oh, I do love you."

I stood from the nook and continued being quiet, and I stepped over closer to the bed, to place the sage on the table beside it. He could hear the red heels I wore moving against the floor, and he let out the softest moan.

Kol knew me. If I had put on heels, that meant I had put something else on too.

The softest moan left his lips at the sound of the heels, but that was before he even saw them. Something about red heels got to him, in ways I couldn't understand, so that was what I wore, to go with everything else.

He slowly turned to face me, and I watched the breath catch in his throat the second he laid eyes on me. "Fuck."

I watched him run forward, faster than most would've been able to see, but I simply stuck a hand out in front of me, keeping him arm's length away from me.

This was the hard part, making myself in charge. I could do it with a smile, or with a bit of sassy flare, but this was a dominance that I had only talked about doing. This was something that required me to be in character, to talk to him like he was beneath me.

Okay, maybe that was a bit much. I really didn't wanna get into that kind of dominance. We were partners, and I loved him, more than I loved myself.

There was balance, though.

"Sit down," I commanded, without a hint of hesitation catching the words.

His lips curled into a huge grin, lit up by the fire that burned in his eyes. "Oh, is that how we're doing this?"

I stared up at him now, hardening my expression and pressing my lips. "Sit. Down."

His eyebrows rose up on his head, but there was raw delight and excitement, the thrill of something sort of new. "I'm going to like this."

"Stop talking."

Kol never made this kind of thing easy, but with that one final command, he sat down on the edge of the bed closest to me. His eyes remained on me, his smirk setting across his lips.

I stepped closer, close enough that he could touch me, but I pushed his hands down. "Take your shirt off."

His mouth hung open a bit, and maybe it was because of how determined I was to do this. Most times, by now, I was already giggling and deciding that I was over being in charge.

Not tonight. He hurt my feelings.

I didn't take the time to appreciate the muscles of his toned chest, not like I usually did, but I leaned back enough to see them now. Along his sides, across his abdomen, everything just rippled with the movement of his shirt sliding up, and it was beyond delicious to see.

With it thrown to the side, I climbed onto his lap and put my knees around his hips. Kol was never going to protest that, especially when I was naked or as close to naked as I currently was.

I ran my fingers down his chest, appreciating both the ridges and the warmth beneath my skin. "Mine."

Like a surprisingly good boy, he simply nodded, but instead of staring at the lingerie barely covering my body, his eyes moved up to my face, focusing on the details there—my red lips in particular.

"Tell me what you want me to do to you," I whispered.

There was a flicker of devious light across his eyes, only accented by the smirk that grew. "You told me to stop talking."

"Don't be a smartass."

His teeth scraped across his bottom lip now, and he leaned himself back away from me, to get a better view of everything. "I'm rather interested to see what you do if I am."

"You're making this harder on yourself," I warned.

"I'm up for a challenge," he said.

I had prepared for this kind of response from Kol, much sooner than it actually came, so I had come up with all kinds of different ways to punish him. Some were worse than others, but sinking my teeth into his throat . . . that was both pleasure and punishment.

I didn't drink too much of the blood from his veins, as I didn't want him getting drained so soon, but it was enough to have him holding my hips against his, the grip tightening beyond what he was usually willing to hold me.

I pulled away and let him see me lick the blood from my lips, and his gaze was smoldering. "Ooh. Does that hurt?"

His jaw clenched, but there wasn't any part of him that was angry right now. As I had instructed, he remained silent, so to reward him, I reached over to the bedside table, to grab the small vial of my blood I had gotten when I first decided to do this, and poured it into his mouth.

He could feel the bite healing on his neck, and he let out a slow breath. "Take whatever you want from me."

"Tell me what you want me to do to you," I said again.

His hands slipped up my back, forcing my body to arch into his, and his lips dropped to my ear, the warm breath making my mind swirl before words even came out. "I want you to rip the clothes from my body. I want you to wrap that pretty mouth of yours around my cock and gag on it."

"No."

"What?" He pulled back and glared at me. "You said—"

I put my finger on his lips. "Shh. Just keep going."

It was hard to ignore the warmth that surged between my legs, that swirled through the blood in my veins. Every part of me was alive in the ways that only Kol could bring me, and I loved every moment of this, even if it was a struggle to remember that I had to be the boss right now.

"I want you to show me how wet you are as you guide me into you, and then—"

That was more than enough for me, and maybe it was bad from the "dominating" point of view. Hearing the words leave his mouth always got to me, and I couldn't keep myself back.

Pinning him back against the bed, I had never removed his pants and underwear as fast as I did then. Wrapping my red lips around him, sliding as far down as my mouth could physically hold, his fingers reached down to grab onto my hair, to tug with ecstasy.

I didn't keep my lips wrapped around him long, just slid up and down a little bit with enough friction to get him lost in his own pleasure. With him lost, I had a chance to move up his body, to wrap my legs around his hips and grip him between me.

I leaned closer to him, catching his attention in a moment. "There's something you need to know before we get started."

"What's that?" he breathed, but he barely got the words out with his mind spinning. I could see the disorientation in his eyes, past the fire of his lust for me.

"If I don't come three times, you're not allowed to."

That broke through it all, and his eyes widened. He tried to sit up, but I just pushed him back down, a huge smirk growing on my lips. "What?"

I rubbed my lips together. "I warned you. You just couldn't stop talking."

With him lost in the surprise, I wrapped my fingers around his throat, and he ignited beneath my touch. I didn't want to squeeze and actually choke him, but with my hand around his throat, I used it to push myself up a bit, far enough that I could slip him between my legs, simply moving the panties aside.

He grunted, but he wasn't so submissive just yet. Getting a piece of what he wanted, he reached up to grab my body, to rip me back down to him. I let him do it, only because I knew what it was he wanted to do.

Kol loved me being on top, and sometimes, he would just revel in the sight of me moving on top of him. If he had me close to him, there was something he wanted to do, for both of our pleasure.

His teeth sank into my throat, but he didn't get to drink more than a second. He started choking on the blood, the slightest hint of vervain burning the insides of his mouth and down his throat.

"Fuck! You're the worst."

"Mmm." I let go of his throat, but that was only so I could scratch my way down the side of it, drawing a trail of blood the entire length of it. "I want you to remember that."

"Never."

I wanted to smile, but this was not the time for sweet. This was the time for hot and spicy, for me to push us both to limits we've never gone. He was the only person in the world I think I ever would've been comfortable enough with to try this, and I was going to see this through, at least once in our endless lifetimes.

"Are you ready to start pleasuring me?" I asked, and it was so hard not to put a cute smile on at the end of it. I had to remind myself that this was not time for love and affection. This was the time to dominate him in a way he would never forget.

Fuck, I didn't get how people did this all the time. I couldn't manage that.

His breath caught, a dark smile twisting out. "I would always like to start doing that."

I didn't get a chance to react because he suddenly ripped me off of him, pulling my hips towards his face, and holy fuck. I had to remind myself the entire time that I was in charge because he definitely made it hard to remember that.

Grabbing onto the headboard in front of me, I started slowly moving my hips, and his tongue simply worked its magic against me, factoring in each movement to bring me the utmost pleasure.

I struggled to hold back moans, but I managed and just held on for dear life. This was one of the greatest feelings in the world, any kind of intimate moments with Kol, and I was just glad I had forever to truly enjoy it all.

I remembered that he needed commands, that I wasn't supposed to just sit here and love every second of this, so I reached down and put my hands on his, which were gripping my thighs. "You get one this way."

He surprised me when he let go of my thighs and reached up, tugging down the panties that were on my body and discarding them with ease. His hands moved around to grab onto my ass, and he just got right back into it, as if he hadn't even stopped.

It didn't take much longer, as Kol was an expert with his tongue. The things that man could do to me weren't healthy or right, but fuck, I loved every moment of it.

He knew when it was happening. He could always taste it, and he was a fan of the way I tasted. Like usual, he went so far as to lick every part of me up, and all I could do was remind myself what I said.

He only gets one this way.

I let him finish licking me clean, and I lifted my hips off his face. Sliding down his chest, rubbing myself against the skin and leaving a wet trail, I had never been so turned on by being so dirty.

Sex was messy. I had figured that out a long time ago, but most times, I didn't go out of my way to make it as messy as possible. This wasn't really going out of my way, but I had never enjoyed seeing the mess like I did then.

I didn't care if we would have to shower after this, and from the way Kol's mouth hung open a bit, watching me slide down his chest, I knew he really didn't care either.

While he was distracted, I used magic to cuff his wrists to the bed, and climbing on was easy after that. I wasn't gonna do all the work myself, as that wasn't very dominant of me.

Or was it? I really had no idea how to do this and was just winging it all, but it was so hot, I didn't imagine this would be the last time I ever did this.

From the way Kol watched me, his teeth barred, I imagined he was enjoying this as much if not more than I was.

I didn't bring myself to an orgasm this way, only enjoyed the pleasure of having Kol inside of me for a minute or so. I was also kind of being a dick, making it harder for him to hold out, and he actually groaned when I climbed back off of him.

I moved over to the edge of the bed and glanced over my shoulder at him, giving him a smirk that made his eyes ignite even further somehow. With a curl of my fingers and a spell done in my head, his restraints were removed from his wrists, and I just smiled.

"Come here."

He didn't hesitate to do just that, moving to grab onto my hips.

I leaned against the footboard, grabbing on and arching my back with a smirk on my lips as I glanced at him. "Take me."

"With pleasure," he all but growled, and holy fuck. The reminder that Kol was capable of being the absolute hottest thing the world had to offer, both in the way he looked and the way he sounded, had me moaning, but I didn't try and take it back.

This man could make me moan, and he deserved to know that.

He didn't hesitate to grab onto my hips and push himself right in, and things got a bit crazy from there. Kol had spent plenty of time appreciating it when I wasn't breakable anymore, but that didn't mean he was ever going to stop. He could still make love to me as if I was breakable, or he could fuck me like the indestructible tribrid I was.

Both were great options to me.

I could feel my orgasm coming quickly, with the speed and force he was pounding into me. Some didn't like it rough like this, but fuck, I did.

I squeaked when my orgasm hit, followed by letting a moan roll off my tongue, and Kol felt it. He continued moving, slowing down his pace, and he held onto my hips.

He leaned over me, pressing himself deeper into me, and his mouth got next to my ear. "Would you like the next one hard or sensual?"

I was breathing heavily, trying to focus my thoughts enough to answer his question, but it wasn't working so well, not with him still moving into me.

I did something else instead. I simply scrambled out of his grip and stood to my feet, giving him a smirk that ignited his passions all over again. He reached out to try and grab onto me, but I stepped out of reach.

That didn't stop him from climbing off the bed to grab onto me, but that was what I wanted him to do. With a smirk, I brought him to his knees as painlessly as I could, though it probably stung a little. Still, I didn't wanna hurt him more than slight twinges of pain.

With him on his knees, it was easy to use magic to lock his hands by his side, and he felt it. Watching him ignite, watching his breath stall in his chest, I had never felt more dominant than I did in that moment.

I couldn't even let myself think about what he might do after I was done. All I could think about was finishing strong and giving him something to remember for many years to come.

I lifted my foot and pressed my heel into his shoulder, and his eyes couldn't decide if they wanted to observe my face or the dripping mess between my legs. "You think it'll be that easy for you?"

He scoffed, but his eyes were shining up at me again. "This is not easy."

"Well, that's the point," I said.

"If you ever wear red heels again—"

"Excuse me, but I will wear whatever I want and do whatever I want." I slowly squatted down closer to his level, keeping my body just barely away from him so he could feel my warmth but not my soft skin. "And you're gonna like it."

"Oh, I don't doubt that one bit," he murmured, and his eyes were burning through me, a smirk starting to form on those yummy lips of his.

I smirked. "Now, don't look at me."

"What?"

"Don't look at me," I said again.

"I have already explained to you that you are all I have seen since I first laid eyes on you," he reminded me, and the tenderness in his voice was so off with the current moment we were in.

I had to press my lips and remind myself not to let him in—he knew exactly what he was doing, and the smirk in his eyes only confirmed what I already knew. I knew him well enough to know what he was doing, and he couldn't hide his smirk even if he wanted to.

"Don't look at me," I repeated, and it was supposed to be for the last time. I didn't know if it would be, as Kol was not the type to make anything easy, but I could only hope.

There was only so much I could do if he wasn't submitting. I really didn't want to hurt him.

His eyes moved away from me, moving to the other side of the room, and I was genuinely surprised. The surprise only lasted for a few moments because his eyes suddenly darted back to me, softening and igniting all over again.

How could someone be so damn adorable and hot at the same time? It wasn't fair.

I stood up and stepped past him, and I locked him in place so he couldn't turn. I loved the way his breath stalled again, and I wondered if there was a smile on his lips as I crossed the room, going to grab the spray bottle I had hidden just beneath the bed.

I had prepared for this moment since I decided to call it a night early, and I had done everything I could think of, ranging from taking just a small amount of vervain so it was in my system to getting a spray bottle filled with vervain water and a tie to blindfold him with.

I didn't need anything else because I had magic.

I grabbed the spray bottle and tie from beneath the bed, and I came to stand behind him. Watching him breathe was fun, but I could feel myself pulsing in need for him again.

I had never thought I'd be the woman who desperately needed another man and his dick as much as I did Kol and his, but I honestly didn't think I could go without it anymore, not after becoming a vampire. It was bad enough as a human, but there was no way I could go any kind of extensive period of time without it anymore.

I had a problem, but it was okay. At least it was a hot problem.

Squeezing onto the bottle out of nowhere, his body tensed against the restraints, and I got a perfect view of the way his back muscles moved. Back muscles were under appreciated, but seriously, they were so fucking hot.

"You have vervain," he breathed.

"Well, you're not exactly the submissive type," I pointed out. "Gotta beat you down somehow."

He groaned and let his head roll back, but I was moving around to stand in front of him. "Fuck."

His eyes were following me as I moved around, and I didn't hesitate to spray him again. A smirk resided on his lips, and though he flinched as the water burned his skin, he didn't stop.

Stupid adorable fucker.

"Fine," I said. "You leave me no choice."

I pulled the tie up and wrapped it around his eyes, and I couldn't get enough of the way his breath caught. The things I did left him breathless, left him longing for more. After a thousand years on this earth, I was what he wanted more than anything.

It was a far stretch from the funny looking doppelgänger.

I started kissing down his chest, moving as low as I could. Yoga had done me a lot of good, so I was able to bend in ways he would've lost his mind if he saw. Sometimes, he would ask me to do it just so he could watch me, and I was all about giving him a proper show.

Right now, it was just coming in handy as I kissed along his skin, along the sides his arms and down the sides of his ribs. My hands reached back to grab onto his ass, making him moan a bit with the intimate touches I was giving him.

Scratching my nails across his skin was another thing that he really enjoyed, so I kept that and the kisses going. He didn't really stop tugging against the restraints, and his breathes were loaded and heavy.

I dropped lower and rubbed my tongue across his dick, not caring about the taste that lingered. Right now, all I cared about was bringing him the most pleasure I could while still somehow maintaining complete control of the situation.

If wanting to bring him pleasure made me a bad dominant, I was a bad dominant, and I could definitely live with that.

I was practically laying on my stomach as I ducked down and started sucking on his balls, and Kol just groaned, pulling against the restraints once again. I decided, just to see what happened, to release his body from the restraints.

He felt it the moment it happened, and I was suddenly pressed into the floor, getting a view of Kol as he ripped the blindfold off and leaned over me. His dick slipped right in, and the way he moved into me had my toes curling in an instant.

He had fucked me without mercy before, but this was somehow more intense than that. This was as if the world was going to explode if we didn't fuck, if we didn't both reach an orgasm in the next minute. I had never been so in love with the feeling of being fucked without mercy as I was then, and it didn't take much time at all to bring me over the edge.

Kol felt it, felt me pulsing around him as a moan ripped through me, and he lost it almost immediately after I did. He collapsed onto me, holding my body into his, and I couldn't breathe, couldn't really even see straight.

Holy fuck. That was hot.

His chest shook, his body trembling, but his arms wrapped around me, crushing me into him. "When I catch my breath, Darcy Gilbert, I am going to do so many bad things to you."

I smiled widely and let my head roll back, loving the way his own smile widened against my skin. "So was that fun?"

His eyes were wide and a bit wild when they moved up to me. "I think you are the only person in the world who can be completely smoldering one moment and utterly adorable the next."

"I'm not the only person," I disagreed. "But you didn't answer my question."

"Fucking yes it was!" he exclaimed, and he let out a moan before shaking his head. "I don't think I'll be able to do that all the time, however. You are quite demanding and bossy."

"Don't worry," I said, letting out a breath. I guess a part of me had feared he might want that all the time, and I just couldn't get into that kind of thing all the time, not even most of the time probably. "Me either. I just . . . wanted to try it, see if you liked it."

"I didn't just like it," he said. "I assure you. I will beg you to do that again sometime if I must."

"Mmm. Will be on your knees?"

He laughed, and his eyes shimmered down at me, a bit of the lust from the moment fading as love was taking back over. "If you tell me to, I will get on my knees. As long as you wear those red heels."

"Deal."

I loved the feeling of being lifted off the floor, of Kol moving to take off the corset I was wearing as his lips softly pressed against mine. Dropping the corset to the floor, he held me and changed the entire mood in less than five seconds, but it was a mood I was much more comfortable with, one that I would never get tired of.

He dropped me back onto the bed, kissing along my now naked body as his hands softly moved to appreciate each part of my skin. It had my head rolling back, giving him better access to my neck, but I noticed the sage sitting on the bedside table.

It wasn't just sitting there burning, like it was supposed to be. In fact, it wasn't burning at all.

I sat up quickly, pushing Kol up with me as I did. I turned away and reached over to pick up the sage, and I couldn't breathe anymore as I stared at it. "Doesn't this have to continue burning for it to work?"

His eyes grew wide. "Um, yes."

"When did it stop burning?" I asked.

"I couldn't tell you," he said. "I was a bit busy."

That was the last thing I needed to hear, but fuck, I could feel an uncomfortable warmth surging through me, residing mostly in my cheeks as my stomach felt as if it was lined with osmium, dropping to the ends of my toes.

I was under the covers in the blink of an eye, pulling them over my head and holding on tight enough that Kol had to actually work hard to try and pry them from my hands.

"I am never coming out again!"

How could I? We had no idea what anyone had heard, if the sage had even worked at all!

In a house full of vampires, that was just what needed to happen.

A/N: Sorry it's been so long! One of the reasons, though not the only reason, was due to my hesitance to post this chapter. Not because I didn't think it fit, but as far as I remember, I've never posted a chapter this detailed and steamy. I've posted M rated chapters before, obviously, but none quite like this one! I've written a lot worse, but I've never shared them with anyone before.

I hope it turned out well, though, and I hope you enjoy it. Read, review, and enjoy! :)