Many might think why would you want to write about this its wrong etc but I believe that we only live once and people should have a choice to be with the ones they love if they both want it . Romans did it so did the Egyptians it was once normal so I see both sides. What can I say I believe that love if meant to be always finds a way and no barrier apart from death can hold it back.

This is for my special friends Martina,Sabina,Elena, Zantasia and Samantha my perfect beta who all agree we need more Rebekol ff in our life . I am also planning to do a longer story of theirs after I finish my Klaroline story.

This is a one shot after the events when Kol has his neck snapped by Damon in s3ep14 this is not following the show but in my head. What if Rebekah went to confront Kol about his actions instead of going to the bar and then sleeping with Damon.

I was always fascinated as why Kol seemed to be so jealous of Matt and Damon and always thought he seemed more like a boyfriend then her brother in that episode .Its only recently though that Elena showed me this fandom and it makes sense to me . So read be open minded if you hate it let me know if made you sad happy anything. Also I'm great at reading smut but writing it not so much so sorry about that .

Songs for One shot Break Me Shake me , Serial Killer Lana Del Ray and White Blank Page Mumford And Sons and also Olly Murs Head to Toe .:-) Find them if ya have time YouTube them see if ya agree .x

Kols point of view will be in bold Rebekah in Italitics.

Snapping awake from the darkness of sleep, I only felt more rage. Damon, that bastard, had managed to snap my neck and get one over me in the scuffle outside.

On a normal night that would of never happened but my jealously had been eating away at me like a plague of the flesh. Attacking Matt had been stupid but I didn't care, I just wanted to see his bones break and feel the pain like my own heart was breaking.

Rebekah? How, after all this time, was she the same vixen, always calling me back to her side? I have tortured myself for centuries wanting her the way I do and I was sick and tired of running and acting like the intense conversations we had were innocent on my part.

God, all it had taken was a few pouts from Rebekah and I was putty in her hands once again. I could never say "no" to her.

First, she lowers herself to a petty commoner and now Damon. Hissing at the intensity of my jealousy, I poured myself another drink.

I was stuck remembering the way Rebekah had smirked into Damon's eyes while they had been dancing. How did she fall for his pathetic attempts at flirting?

My solitary brooding was interrupted by the hurricane that was my sister's footsteps approaching me. Clearly, from the sounds of it, she was in the mood for a bloody confrontation. Well, she better get ready for things to get heated, I was a volcano and I had never been one to hold back. My grin stretched from ear to ear, this would be entertaining, I thought.

God, I was still shaking as my fuming body tried to calm itself after witnessing my idiotic brother's fight with Damon. I'm glad he had his neck snapped, it might teach him some bloody manners and sense, I thought angrily to myself.

Kol had been toying with my emotions and nerves all night, insulting me at every turn. Why? I don't get it…Why had I ** him off so much? Why did he even care about my wreck of a love life?

My brothers had always been protective of me, but Kol took it to new heights. I had always tried to brush past it, ignore it but there was some hidden reason I knew, there must be, I could sense it.

Well, tonight I was going to tear it out of him, force him to admit why he kept sticking his bloody nose in my business. Maybe he just liked to see his siblings suffer and ruin our chance at ever finding love, like he does to himself all the time.

For a thousand years he has destroyed and turned every relationship of his sour. It was like he wasn't able to love anyone. His heart seemed dead inside, all it craved was fun and emotionless sex with no ties. Seeing him with all those women had hurt me, he deserved real love…that must be why it made me sad…Nothing else made sense, did it?

Trying to force the disturbing thought back down, I entered the room Kol was in while tearing the door wide open. Turning to face my smirking brother, I tried my best not to be affected by his burning hot gaze that was affecting me down to my very core.

Why was I breaking out in tingles of apprehension and excitement?
Excitement and it felt like longing but why? My addled brain despaired.

God, he was smiling at me like a jackal, he looked positively chilling, fearsome and something else radiating out of him and seeming to envelope me. There was nothing more I wanted to do then slap the smile right off his face but I was scared to touch him…to be near him…to feel the intensity of this connection.

Shoving those dangerous feelings back inside, I decided that shouting at him and telling him how I felt was the safest way to vent my anger at tonight's events.

"Why Matt? Why couldn't you just leave him alone? You have to ruin everything! I just asked you to do one thing for me, to just leave it." Stumbling over my words at the speed I was throwing them at his direction.

His comeback had just as much venom as mine.

"Oh don't act like you give a crap about Matt, one second of attention from the vomit inducing Damon and your falling in his arms. It's pathetic, Bekah."he hissed, leaning into my ear having stormed forward while snarling those words at me like a rabid dog.

Kol was gripping my arm like a viper, clutching me in his grip, wrapping his palms around my skin, branding me, making my skin burn. I wouldn't let him see how he had hurt me, two could play this game, so I did.

"No you're the pathetic one." hurling the sentence into his deadly stare reaching me. "You're the one incapable of even processing the emotion of love! That's why you're so obsessed with controlling my love life. You're so desperate to convince yourself you care about other people, so you don't have to face your own emptiness."

It was too much, for the first time in my life I was scared of a confrontation…I was scared of the dangerous thing I was unearthing. I needed to escape, to clear my head, to just keep running away from this fight and what was causing it.

I began to try and break his grip from my arm, struggling to turn my body sideways so I could try and wriggle free. Kol wasn't having any of that, he pounded me into his chest, crushing our bodies together while slowly forcing us to settle on the wall behind us.

Kol forced my chin upwards, making me meet his eyes. His face was a storm of emotions suffocating me in my mind with the intensity of what he was feeling at our outburst.

I had taunted him too far…he was trying to hide his hurt but the biggest emotion owning his face was rage. Rage and pain a truly deadly mix.

I waited in baited breaths, slowly, while my body slowly began to crumble and flake waiting for his comeback to my bitter tongued rant. However, what I didn't expect was the next line out of his mouth. Neither was the sorrow his voice displayed with it too.

"Oh Sister, you have no idea do you? The one person I have loved all this time with all I have is the only one I should never want in this way."he so desperately wished, those words in my ear gently shaking me against him as his voice began to crack.

For the first time in my life, alongside my brother, he appeared so terrified. This thought brought me back out of my electrically fried and charged body.

My mind was slowly working out his meaning…No, it couldn't be. Kol loved me. My brother was in love with me all this time…All this time, all the comments, all the over protective behavior. It had been so clear, staring me right in my face, how did I not see this sooner?

My conscience screamed at me "liar" you always knew deep down, you always knew he was jealous of you and you loved that he cared about you…that he never thought you would be good enough for anyone. You loved him, too, didn't you? Not in the way you love Nik, Elijah or even Finn and my other brother it hurt too much to remember him.

It didn't matter that my original body was one of the strongest and feared weapons, I felt so weak in this moment…my legs began to sway trying to drag me to the ground.

Kol's arms were around my waist to steady me in an instant while he caressed me through my dress with his palms. He was trying to comfort me and calm my shocked body but he was only flaming the flames of my desires further; thus making my skin break out in goose bumps while causing my breaths to hitch in small pants.

Kol's eyes darted to mine, locking me with his desire filled, yet anxious, eyes. He was still so worried…I could see it like a reflection so clear to me…he wished he had never spoken those words as he now feared he would lose me forever.

The words that were about to break from my lips were silenced with Kol's fingertips brushing along them, caressing them under his soft skin.

"Dear sister, I'm so sorry for being weak…For telling you something I swore never to confess to anyone but myself. But you have to leave this instant…I can smell your arousal, its killing me, I know it's the after effects of Matt and Damon's attention to you…But in a second I will be lost and I won't be able to stop myself from kissing you like I have wished and prayed for in the last thousand years."

His continued confession just made my womb tighter and clench further in want. Kol thought they were who affected me in this way, but somehow my body knew it was Kol's presence. So did my heart. Me and him…it just was.

He made my flesh burn, the cells in my body sparking to life at his touch on my skin. Just one time I'd give in to the madness, I'd take another risk on love.

Catching his chin in my hand, I carried his face within an inch of my lips; just reveling in his hot whiskey breaths caressing my face while admiring the emotions playing out on his face at my actions.

He was still so hesitant, even with my encouragement so I leaped into the unknown and crashed his lips to mine.

Sparks wrapped around us, connecting us with our joint lust. The feeling I expected of wrong never came…Only more passion. Our kisses became more frantic. Running my tongue across his lips, begging him for more, I opened my mouth to let his tongue join and tangle with mine. Unable to control myself I arched my back against the wall in sheer inhibited pleasure.

Sighing at the loss I felt as his tongue withdrew from my mouth, he cradled my neck to the side and began tracing soft gentle kisses on my collarbone and neck.

My breaths were out of control now as my core kept seeping, making my knickers even more soaked. Kol hitched his arms around my waist and pulling my leg he wrapped it around his waist, locking my pelvis to his throbbing erection.

It was rubbing against my painfully aching core, helping sate some of the pent up friction I needed to release from my veins that were aflame. Every connecting thrust was met with his elongated fangs scraping against the fragile skin on my neck, making me claw his shirt jacket in bunches at his back.

Oh Rebekah," he sighed into my neck. "How can you affect me this way? Only you have the power to do that, every time I ever found my release with all those forgotten faced women, yours was the only face I ever saw. Now you're in my arms, in a way I never dared to dream or hope…I fear that after tonight, after I love you like the way you deserve to be cherished, every time you cum from now on it will be my face sending you over the edge to paradise. I don't want to ruin you Rebekah, I can't destroy the one thing I love above anything." he gasped, lying his head against my trembling erratic heartbeat.

Slowly, I ran my fingers through his hair to soothe away the dooming words and the fear they were bringing his way. Kol began to cradle my aching breasts in his palm, massaging them and pinching them between his fingers. It was all too much, all these sensations I was drowning.

"I can't…" I pushed his head back from mine to give me some space for a moment, hating the way his eyes sadly met mine, accepting my refusal with no fight. He had misunderstood me, he thought I was begging him to stop, that I had changed my mind.

Smiling gently, I took his hands between mine and began to find the courage to propose a more fitting way to spend the rest of the night. "I just can't here, it's not safe here…anyone can walk in and I don't want you to be taken or forced away from me ever again…My bedroom is the only safe place to finish this, it's a pity though as the stairs would of been worth a try." blushing like a shy teenage girl at my suggestion.

He had awoken me…he had shown me a part of me I didn't even know I was missing. I felt truly wanted and whole now, I knew the truth…why he had been holding back from me and hiding behind his taunts.

Kol met my conflicted and pained thoughts with a wink, he then extended his arm to escort me upstairs. He leant down to brush his fingertips along my cheek, leaving a path of electrical charges in my skin. Resting his forehead on mine, he uttered"Oh Sister, I never thought you would ask." lighting my whole soul up with his breathtaking smile as his lips descended on mine in a way that showed me the fun had only just began.