Title: Wolf & I
Author: d0ntbleenk
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries x Game of Thrones
Ship: Kol Mikaelson/Faye Salvatore/Robb Stark
Rating: M (Recent Change)

Faye had become very skilled at sneaking out at a young age; well, technically it wasn't really sneaking, as she was to become the queen in a few short days, but she still had guards and handmaidens and her husband-to-be to deal with in order to have a little freedom. She arrived at the courtyard with only five minutes left until the clocks would all strike midnight, but he wasn't there as he'd promised to be. Faye frowned, her eyes scanning the dark surrounding her, stepping further into the courtyard with mild caution. But she was completely alone.

As the queen-to-be, Faye wasn't used to being kept waiting. So she grew impatient fairly fast, and with one last, sweeping look around, she sighed and turned to leave - only to stop just as quickly when she realized someone was standing right behind her. Kol.

"I thought you weren't going to show up," Faye breathed, her eyes finding his face. He looked amused.

"I was held up," he responded simply, ignoring her raised eyebrow. "Although I could easily say the same for you. I'm surprised you're even here at all, let alone early."

Faye pressed her lips together. "I couldn't sleep." It wasn't really a lie; she'd spent the afternoon with Robb, but she hadn't been able to put her whole heart into the outing and that restlessness had followed her all the way to bed. Maybe it was just because she'd been looking forward to her midnight rendeszvous with a certain knight.

But, of course, she couldn't afford to think like that. Especially not days before her wedding.

"That is... unfortunate," Kol told her, but even in the semi-darkness the look in his eyes revealed to her the fact that he didn't really seem to think that at all. In fact, he seemed quite pleased to see her. "If you want to go -"

"I don't," Faye replied quickly, before biting her lip and looking away. "I needed to talk to you. About the other night... when you kissed me." She spoke slowly, measuring her words. It took her another moment before she could will herself to look at his face again. His eyebrows were pulled together but he said nothing. "It can't happen again."

Kol tilted his head slightly, moving a few steps closer to her. "As I recall you kissed me back,"

A pained expression crossed her face and she shut her eyes, as if to block out the memory, like that would make it less real. "I know," she said in a small voice. A second later, she felt his hand holding her chin, tilting her head up and her eyes reopened.

"Then why are you fighting something you seemed to want at one point in time?" Kol inquired, watching her steadily.

Faye allowed his words to sink in, considering them. Of course, she knew the right answer to that - everything always led back to her getting married in a few days, but Robb had become so distant so fast. And Kol was here, now. He could give her what she wanted when she wanted it. No one had to know. And yet...

"You're rationalizing," he went on, and Faye blinked, realizing he was watching her a lot more closely than she'd realized before. Kol's hand moved to her cheek and he was hovering even closer than before, all of the breath escaping her at once. "Don't. You shouldn't have to think about this."

"But I do -"

"No," Kol insisted, shaking his head. "You don't. Just empty your mind and feel." His lips found hers once again and she sighed, almost instantly giving into the kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair as his hands found her hips and pulled her to him. Maybe it was just because her mind was in knots or because Kol touched her in ways her fiance never had, but this was better, so much better than being with Robb.

The more rational side of her brain hated her for thinking such a thing, but she couldn't help it at all. She couldn't help the way her brain roamed when she was with Kol - somehow she'd even managed to forget that he'd been Robb's prisoner at one time.

Just thinking about that now sent a rush of excited adrenaline through her veins, or maybe that was just the fear of getting caught. Faye pulled away from the kiss a minute or two later, her breathing heavy as she looked up at Kol, her arms still around his neck. "Maybe there's a better place for this..." she murmured, and he smirked knowingly, before scooping her up into his arms and carrying her off down the hallway in the direction of his recently assigned sleeping quarters.

Once the door had been shut behind them, Kol set Faye back down on her feet but his hands did not leave her body. She took a handful of his shirt and pulled him into another long, deep kiss, breathing him in, committing every inch of him to memory as her hands flattened against his chest and roamed his torso. Once they reached the hem of his shirt, she boldly lifted the shirt up over his head and he raised his arms to ease the process. It was a little more work getting her undressed, but soon they were both baring all to one another and a tangled mess of limbs and hair on the bed.

He kissed her neck and dragged his teeth across her skin as she arched her body against his, her hair splayed out on the pillow beneath her. Faye's eyes fluttered closed and she vowed not to think for the rest of the night, instead focusing on how she felt.

And right now, she felt really and truly happy. Blissfully happy. But whether or not that was a good thing to feel with another man, she'd have to figure out in the morning.