𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣—"𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨"

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𝘼𝙁𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒𝙎 𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝙇𝙊𝙉𝙂 of just laying together, Kol had helped Clara climb into bed. Although, now that she can hear every sound around her, she couldn't quite fall asleep like she anticipated. She heard three voices; Kol, Damon, and Tyler still in the house. She figured the rest of them left due to the fact that she most definitely can't handle transition with humans around.

"So, she's sleeping?" This first voice was Damon, who seemed to be asking Kol since he was the one who tucked her into her bed.

"Yeah," Kol replies, and she could only imagine him nodding along with it. His accent seemed thicker, and she absolutely loved being able to hear it so crystal clear. "Her emotions are all over the place, it's bad."

"Lara was complicated enough when she was human, so it's only going to be heightened," the last voice was Tyler, and she dug her head a bit into the pillow as she refused to hear anymore. But, of course, she didn't know exactly how to shut off this super hearing, so the conversation continued on. "What if she doesn't feed? I can't lose my sister."

"No, she will," Damon answers quickly, and pity grew across Clara's face as she frowned. The boy couldn't lose his best friend, he knew if Clara was gone for good that all those bad habits would come back flying in his face, all sounding like amazing ideas. "She has too."

She could hear Damon's scoff perfectly, and she felt like the tears were already forming again. She wanted to scold herself for crying so easily, but like her twin said, every emotion is heightened. So when she was sad, tears would come, and when she was angry, her voice too loud. It was all too much for Clara to process.

"We can't tell her about Alaric, not yet."

Clara leaned forward, the blanket falling from her chest onto her lap. Her interest was suddenly peaked, and she sucked in quickly. She got up from the bed, placing her feet on the cold ground, which almost seemed colder than usual. She quickly grabbed her dark green sweater and threw it on while walking towards the doorway, placing her hands on the solid doorframe, poking her head out into the hallway, still listening in on the conversation.

"She'll lose it."

Clara took several steps down the hallway and peaked through her fathers office, and a few emotions ran through her mind. Her father was a dick most of the time, but they shared some nice moments like any other father daughter relationship.

She only saw Kol though, neither of the other boys were, and he was standing beside her fathers desk — the bottle of bourbon was sitting on the desk uncapped.

"Kol, what are—"

"That necklace is quite beautiful."

Kol moves slightly to the left, and Clara gasped softly as she saw a version of herself, only she looked different. She was wearing a pair of grey shorts, with an oversized orange shirt. Clara watched in awe as she remembered this night faintly, about how Kol appeared in her bed and the two had a drink together before Kol ran off, but then she gripped her head as pain rang throughout it.

"Thank you, Damon got it for me," Clara stated, and her hands trailed up to where her necklace was, and played with the small green jewel for a second.

Kol reached for it, and when he touched the green jewel his skin sizzled. Vervain, of course Clara could only assume it held the poisonous herb because of how the raven haired boy scolded her to always wear it.

"Ah, to keep vampires from compelling you?" Kol asks, a sly smirk appearing on his face as he took another step forward.

Within a second, Kol unclipped the necklace from Clara neck and hung it from his hand to tease her. Clara yelped from the surprise of him so close to her, and she whimpers as she saw the brown haired boy place it in the counter just out of reach.

"Why'd you take my necklace?" Clara whines, reaching forward but Kol just grabbed her wrist, pulling her away from the desk to the middle of the room.

"Let's dance," Kol smiles broadly, placing the hand he was holding on her waist and then held hands with her available hand. He snakes his arm around Clara's waist, pulling her even closer.

"Dance? I'm sorry I didn't realize we were at a ball," Clara chuckles, trying to remove herself from Kol, but his grip on her was just too much for her human frail arms to detangle herself from. Instead, Kol spins her softly and then pulls her back closely to him. "So, why'd you take my necklace?"

"I wanted to ask you something."

"And why couldn't you ask me with my necklace?" Clara quipped, backing away form Kol with sudden curiosity.

The onlooking Clara was utterly confused, Kol must've compelled this memory away and now that she was in transition, the memory was coming back to her.

Kol grabbed her available hand, and licked his pink lips as he stared down the girl with blue eyes. Then stared at her with a different set of eyes, the eyes he used for compulsion.

"What do you honestly think of me?"

Clara's face straightened out, and she studied the boy softly before she responded, with all truth. "I think you're interesting, you're cute, and... well, I want to get to know you. I think this facade about you not giving a damn about anyone, it's just a lie. I think you're a good guy trying to hide it from everyone."

Kol stopped holding the girls hand, and backed away a foot or two. Clara looked at the brown eyed boy with confusion, tilting her head a bit, wondering why he was putting so much space between the two of them.

"What—"

"—I'm not a good guy, Clara," Kol interrupts, gazing at the girl with a spark of sadness in her eyes. "You shouldn't try to get to know me, I'm not good for anyone. I'm a Mikaelson, everyone I touch I destroy."

Clara shook her head at the boy, and took a step forward to reach her hand to place it on his shoulder, but he moved away just in time.

"Just because your last name is Mikaelson, doesn't make you a terrible person," Clara argues, and Kol's sadness was only growing more vision on his face.

The blonde took a step forward, and placed both of her hands on Kol's cheeks gently. He flinched at first, but didn't move away from her grip. Then, after a moment of them just standing like that, Kol grabs both of Clara's hands and holds them together with his while he stared deeply at her.

"And I don't want to destroy your beautiful self," Kol sadly smiles, placing his rough hand on Clara cheek softly, her closing her eyes while she moved into it more.

"That's not your decision to make."

"Clara, you need to stay away from me, because I'm not a good guy," Kol stated, eyeing the girl up and down. Then, he stared her down while compulsion mimics in his eyes. "Darling, you'll forget we had this conversation. You'll know we had a drink, and then I left saying goodbye. You'll feel confused, but nonetheless, will go back to sleep."

Then, the vision Clara and old Kol disappeared, and the blonde was left with her head spinning and confusion filling her brain.

"Earth to Clara?"

Clara jumped from her conflicting thoughts, and turned to find Kol, real life Kol, standing in front of her. He was looking at her with concern, and she glanced at him while studying him.

"You compelled me?"

Kol gazed at Clara with confusion, and then his eyes flickered to her fathers office and then back to the blonde. He opened his mouth, but then shuts it as he couldn't find the right words.

"I'm a Mikaelson, everyone I touch I destroy," Clara does her best to lower her voice, faking Kol's accent. "Why'd you make me forget you said those things?"

"Because they're true, love," Kol argues, his sad eyes reappearing from earlier. "I don't want to ruin you."

"Then why kiss me?"

"That was a mistake."

The girl sucked in a large breath of air, and she felt those same tears start to tug at her eyes. Kol clearly saw the way he hurt Clara with those words, and he looked like he wanted to take it back, but didn't know how.

"You think kissing me was a mistake?"

"You deserve someone better than me," Kol responds, and then Clara shakes her head immediately, the tears brimming at her blue eyes.

"I get to decide that. Not you, not Damon or Caroline or Elena or anyone," Clara answers, licking her dry lips. "I get to make that decision."

Kol closed his eyes, glancing to the floor since he didn't have the night to look at the girl any longer. Clara thought for a moment, knowing she might regret her next action, but did it anyways.

She broke the rather large gap between the duo and wrapped her slender arms around the boys shoulders and crashed her lips into Kol's. The boy seemed shocked by her sudden affection, but slithered his muscled arms around her, killing all the space between the two.

—smut ahead oop—

The kiss felt different than anything Clara had ever experienced or imagined. Every time Kol grazed her skin, it was like she could feel every cell in her body tingle. Their lips were moving in a solid rhythm, and when Kol teasingly nipped at Clara's bottom lip she let out a small moan, and she could feel Kol smirk into the kiss from soft sound. Much to the blondes surprise, Kol slipped his tongue into her mouth and the two of them starting dancing together while fighting for dominance, but clearly Kol won that argument.

Clara moved her hands to place one on his neck, while the other went up his neck to ruffle his short hair. Kol took this chance to place one of his hands on her cheek while the other drifted further down her waist. He moved Clara softly down the hallway, the blonde moving backwards while he made sure she didn't run into anything that could possibly be in the way.

Clara was a bit concerned that Damon or Stefan would walk in, or hear them, and would interrupt the two of them. But every worry flooded from her body as she realized she didn't quite care. A day ago, Clara had no heartbeat and was lifelessly laying on the ground, she thought she deserved a break.

After a moment or two, the duo — still busy during their makeout session — had made it into Clara's bedroom. They stopped in the doorway, and as soon as they entered the room Kol vamp sped to the nearest wall, and Clara threw up her legs around the boys waist, straddling him.

Kol took this chance to lose their lip contact to trail down her chin to her neck. Once again, he started sucking on the soft area below Clara's ears, and another small moan echoed.

"I love that sound, darling," Kol mutters in between kisses, and Clara was left panting as she felt him getting harder by the second. It was almost like he was teasing her, and suddenly it seemed like there were too many layers of clothes between the two of them.

Clara planted her feet back on solid ground, and she heard Kol groan a bit, probably because she stopped straddling him. She tugs at the bottom of Kol's shirt, and he raises his arms while the blonde sheds his shirt, tossing it quickly to the side. Now it was Clara's turn, so she placed both her hands on the opposite sides while raising the tank top above her shoulders, throwing it on the floor by Kol's.

Using their vamp speed, the two moved to the bed. Clara was laying on her back in her bra and shorts while Kol still had his pants on. Clara felt more exposed than before, and definitely didn't want Damon or Stefan to walk in at any moment. The blonde lets out another moan as she opened her mouth to speak but it came out more as huffs of air.

"What about, uh, the boys?"

"They left, Elena called," Kol breathed into her neck, making her squirm a bit from being tickled.

The blonde pulled slightly on Kol's jeans, wanting them off more than ever. Kol's lips left the girls neck, and she let out a small whine from the loss of contact.

"Are you sure?"

Clara nodded immediately, and she felt so out of breath she wasn't sure she could even form words. "I want this."

So, with that the brown haired boy reached his rather soft hands to the small of Clara's back, and fiddled with the bra strap to unclip it, leaving it on the edge of the bed. Clara messed around with Kol's belt, unbuckling it while unzipping his pants. Quickly, Kol shed the pants and started paying more attention to kissing her again. Planting small kisses down her neck to her chest, where he took one breast into a hand while he sucked on the available one. A ripple of moans escaped her lips as he did so, and she felt her core already start to melt.

While kissing and rubbing Clara's chest, Kol used his available hand to tug on the strings of the blondes shorts. She released her hands on tangling in Kol's hair and tossed off her shorts. By now the girl only had her underwear on while the boy had his boxers.

Within a second, Kol moved down from the blondes chest to kiss down her stomach, keeping on hand on her breast while he moved the other to her the front of her panties. He was nipping softly at the sides of her thighs, and the girl let out another moan — almost telling him to stop teasing.

So after getting the memo, Kol slid two fingers into Clara's underwear, tugging then gently down her legs to her thighs. He stuck the two fingers in Clara's core, and a sudden gasp escaped her lips as she muttered the brown haired boy's name. He kept on wiggling his fingers, going in and out, while he started licking her clit. She let out a series of moans at the many feelings she had in her core and lower stomach.

After Clara felt herself getting closer and closer, Kol seemed to notice, so right before the blonde felt like she would've exploded, he pulled away. The girl let out a whimper, but the boy trailed back up to her lips, kissing her roughly as he shrugged off his boxes. He placed both of his hands on the girls waist, and while looking at the girl waiting for permission which was granted by Clara's eyes filled with lust, he gently entered the girls already wet core.

She was completely thrown off by the size of him, and Kol groaned loudly as he entered his full member into the girl. Slowly, he moved in and out while the girl was biting her pink lips trying to hold back all the moans. Eventually, it got too hard so she just let them all loose, one after another.

Kol returned to kissing the girls neck, and then started going quicker. The blonde placed her hands on the boys back, digging her nails into his shoulders while she felt herself getting closer. After a moment, the duo let out a series of moans and groans as they both came together, and Kol fell to the side of Clara.

They were both completely out of breath, and the blonde was totally blown away at the fact sex could be so good. When she first had it, she was an awkward teen while the boy seemed even more awkward than her, and it wasn't nearly as much fun.

Then again she just had sex with a thousand year old vampire.

Clara glanced over to Kol with a smile tugging on the corners of her lips, and the boy returned it with an even bigger grin. The blonde pulled the sheets over her exposed body, and then Kol pulled slightly on the same blanket to cover his lower half, keeping his shirtless chest visible.

Kol placed both hands behind his neck like he usually did, and then Clara took this chance to snuggle up to the boy. She placed her head on his chest, hearing the falling and raising of his heartbeat, and used her index finger to trace the outlines of his six pack.

They stayed like that for a moment, catching their breath while thinking about the fantastic moment they shared, when Clara looked back up to make eye contact with Kol. She wiggled her eyebrows, a sly smirk appearing on her lips.

"Round two?"

a/n: sorry if this was awkward !!! i haven't ever written smut before & i couldn't stop laughing as i tried too. vote & comment <3