Allison & Kol - May 8 1st Class Dance
"Just a little. You can lie to yourself Allison, but you can't lie to me." The way she tilted her head against his lips just a little, her slow exhale, and the way she tightened her hold around him? It all told him that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
Kol savored the feel of her cheek against his jawline, how soft and warm the light touch was. How alive. Yes, perhaps there was a bit of a smirk tugging at his lips at her admission, but her feelings, what he did to her? It had nothing to do with compulsion. Even if she didn't take vervain, Kol would never compel Allison. He wanted what she felt for him to be real; he wanted the moments they were together to be real.
He pulled back so that he could look into her eyes; his gaze dark with desire as it met her own. "By just telling you exactly how I feel and what I want." He bent his head and gently kissed the hollow of her throat briefly before he tipped his lips up to lightly kiss hers.