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I ain't no good for your dad.

Who: ~~Kaleb~~Kol Mikaelson & Davina Claire
Where: Davina's room.
When: A few hours before the Ball thrown by Vanessa Ives.
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Kol doesn't take no for an answer, ever.
The Story:

[ When he had tried to invited her to the upcoming ball, he had gotten less than favourable results and seemed to drop it completely afterwards not doubt lulling Davina into a false sense of security. A false sense of security that he had created and intended to ruin. It would come as no shock to anyone that actually knew Kol personally that he's found himself in front of his neighbour's door. Over one arm is draped a rather expensive looking dress, of course that's impossible to tell by the paper protection wrap (seriously he asked the closet for that?) and resting gently on top of it is a shoe box that says... Sketchers Children? Okay, to be fair, the closet doesn't always give him exactly what he asks for. The shoes inside do not at all match the box's label luckily for them. It had taken so long to find the dress and the shoes in what he had sneakily found out was her size (Going through her things gently whilst she was in the bathroom, hell yes.)

She'll be presented with this as well as, a rather expensive looking hair piece. One that he made just for her and this event with the various gems laying around in his room. Magic definitely has its perks. He's been looking for that blasted paragon diamond and he intends to find it even if it takes months... years, decades, who cares.

There's no hesitation as he knocks at the door with his free hand. When she opens the door she'll see that he's dressed up for the occasion already. ]

Davina, I come bearing gifts.

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[She'd seen the invitation, knew it was tonight not that she had any intention of going. With her magic back, she had some lost time to make up for. She was elbow deep in herbs, candles flaring strongly around her when she hears the knock on the door.

Gifts?

The confusion is clear on her face when she pulls open the door, giving him a long once over before her eyes rest on what's draped over his arm. Stepping back a little, she gives him room to walk in.]

What's going on?

We're going to a ball.

[ He says this like it's the simplest thing in the world... He brushes past her and heads immediately for her bed to lay the dress down, set the shoes down and places the clip by them.

Without even looking over to where she had been settled previously, an idle wave of his hand and the candles that had been burning go out. Don't need to set her place on fire.

After he gives his work an impressed look, he turns back to face her, eyebrow hitched up his forehead. ]

Well come on then, I'll close my eyes.

[ Kol's a bit pushy, but as if to prove his point he closes his eyes and brings his hand up to cover them as he plops down on the free edge of her bed. ]

[Her arms cross as she watches him, a look of defiance resting on her face. She gives a little gasp when her candles suddenly go out.

She doesn't give him a definitive answer yet, instead crossing to inspect what he brought. Fingers drift over the jewels of the dress, marveling in its beauty before picking up one of the shoes.]

This is all really nice, and you look great in a suit, but I have a lot I still need to do.

[With a wave of her hand, the candles flair back to life. She gives the dress one last longing look before returning to the table suddenly very interested in a dried piece of lavender.]

[ He sits there a moment, keeping his eyes shielded and waiting to hear her agree or something - so the words that come out of her mouth next have him pouting and immediately dropping his hand to his side, blues on her immediately.

A huff of air passes his lips before he stands. ] Only great? I didn't even get a handsome out of this deal?

[ Silently he heads over to her, standing behind her, he brings his hands to rest on either of her shoulders before sliding his hands down her arms, fingers ghosting over her skin as he does. He leans down to hover by her ear. ]

Davina, it's only a couple hours. Please?

[Did you catch that eye-roll directed towards you at the handsome comment, Kol?

She stills when she feels him move behind her, breath catching in her throat as her eyes close. Her head angles slightly at the words, goosebumps forming from his fingers.

The argument dies on her lips, heart starting to beat a little faster than before.]

Ok.

Brilliant.

[ The Mikaelson steps to the side, a hand finding the lavender in hers and placing it back down on the table. Once again all it takes is a flick of his hand and her recently relit candles are out. ]

Don't imagine you need help into your dress, but I can help if you'd like.

[ Okay, now he's grinning because it's rather fun to tease Davina. He turns back to look at the outfit on her bed. ]

[She gives a little sigh when the candles go out, turning against the table to face him - her now empty hands falling to her side.

With the comment, she manages a laugh and crosses over to the bed to pick up the dress. She holds it up, pulling the fabric off the full length mirror so she can see.]

It's beautiful, Kol. I don't think I'll need any help getting into it. [Because it seemed to be missing the thing that often screwed people up... That stupid back zipper - or rather a zipper entirely. Putting it back on the bed, she crosses to the dresser in the corner, pulling out and quickly palming a pair of underwear - light pink lace if Kol was looking close enough not that she was going to give him much of a chance to see.]

I'll be right back.

[And with that she grabs the dress and slips into the bathroom to quickly change into it. It's a little long without the heels, but the fabric feels exquisite against her skin - far more exposed than she's used to, but she feels beautiful. With a soft clearing of her throat, she slips out of the bathroom - her hands brushing her hair over her shoulder, toying with the soft curls a little self-consciously.]

I'll be here.

[ If Kol noticed her snagging some knickers before she disappeared into her bathroom, he didn't say anything, instead he turned to look at what she had been doing. A pointer trails over the surface of the table in absent minded thought.

He was giddy about the idea of taking her to the ball. Maybe he wanted to impress her, he felt like he should and could - she deserved to be wooed and he had every intention of doing.

With a soft hum of a sigh he adjusts his slightly off white tie as best he can, heading over to her mirror to flatten his vest and suit out. It doesn't take long for her to get into the dress and he can hear her shifting in the bathroom, so when she steps back out into the room and clears her throat he looks up at her immediately.

Then he's promptly taken aback by the view, mouth falling open in awe as he scans her from head to toe then back again. For a moment he's completely silent, trying to process. ]

You're gorgeous - that dress suits you.

[She won't be needing blush tonight, not when she catches sight of the look he gives her... The way his mouth seems to fall open. If she hadn't seen his face, she might be worried that he didn't like it.]

You don't think it's too much?

[It may be a ball, but this was a little out of her comfort zone. With a sigh of almost resignation she picks up the hair piece, turning her now almost bare back to him as she loosely piles and twists her hair in one of the other mirrors. She takes a moment to look over her shoulder at him.]

Do you think you could help me with the shoes?

[ He shakes his head, eyes on her the entire time. ]

Definitely not too much.

[ His attention falls to her back when she turns it to him, watching her muscles move as she does her hair. Eyes traverse her spine before he sees her looking over her shoulder at him. The question gets an affirmative nod from Kol and for a moment he's pretty sure she could ask him to string Nik up by his entrails and Kol would certainly try.

Maybe this was a mistake - he's created a monster. A downright stunning monster that hopefully doesn't learn the full extent of her power. ]

Sit and I'll take care of it.

[Oh, she's slowly learning the power, noticing the way he seems to be transfixed by her back. How if she moved a certain way the dress would catch the light - glimmers from the almost second skin.

She pulls a few stray curls out to frame her face before turning and following his request and perching on the edge of the bed. Gathering the skirts up slightly, she watches him closely, unable to hide the smile.]

I feel like some weird, witchy Cinderella.

[She probably should have slipped into the shoes before the dress... Next time.

If there was a next time. Judging by the work he put into the dress, though, she's hoping there will be.]

Do you want me to go looking for glass slippers?

[ Kol grabs the shoes before kneeling on the floor in front of her, looking up at her for a moment. Surprisingly he keeps his gaze tasteful, blue eyes scanning up her legs before finding her eyes.

He sets the shoes down on the floor before gently wrapping his fingers around one of her ankles to bring her foot towards him, his free hand grabs the corresponding shoe. There's a percise gentleness to the way he slips the shoe onto her foot. ]

You alright, love?

Glass slippers. [Well, that'd be interesting. Another time.] No, that's alright. These are beautiful enough.

[And no, she's totally not but she's not about to admit that. She's overwhelmed and he is close - really close. Even with the tasteful gaze, this isn't something she has a lot of experience with the opposite sex.

Her breathing shallows ever so slightly as he slips the shoe on, foot flexing to test out the shoe.]

I'm fine. This is all just... You really didn't have to go through all this trouble.

I didn't have to, you're right. But I wanted to.

[ Kol watches her wiggle her foot around before reaching into his poket to pull out a small tin. One hand grasps the same foot, before a finger dabs into the tin, when he withdraws it there a slightly offyellow chunky poultice that he applies to a spot on her skin that would be hidden by the shoe. ]

Your feet are going to kill you later. [ Kol was around when high heels were worn by men quite a bit - he knows her pain and plans to take a preemptive strike for her. ] Now, you can thank me when they don't.

[ He follows the same routine with her other foot - fingers gentle and delicate, even when he applies the poultice once again. ]

[Strange.

That's the best word she can come up with to describe this whirlwind that blew into her life. It's not a bad strange, definitely... But it's different. She could already notice a difference in how she carried herself, how much more secure she felt in her power. Like it wasn't a burden that was destroying her life and chance at happiness. She could learn so much from him, she could be herself and let her guard down.

The poutice is a surprise and has her fighting the urge to ask about the ingredients - later.]

I don't know what to say... [A rarity.] People aren't usually this nice to me - not unless they want something.

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Oh, but you see I do want something. [ He rubs his hands together, rubbing what was left on his hands into his palms to get rid of the residue.

His gaze drops from her and he stays silent as he slips the lid back onto the poultice and stares at it for a moment in thought. Kol would never get over teasing Davina, even if it was benign and good natured. Seriously, girl needed to lighten up.

The tin is discarded back into his pocket before he moves a hand behind him to push himself up if a bit awkwardly, trying not to wrinkle his clothes too much. Drama queen, honestly. ]

I want you to go to the ball with me. [ He finally admits it, the words light. ] But that's not why I'm being nice to you.

I've said it a couple times, I quite fancy you and not just because you're bloody stunning.

[ Silver tongued devil, he always knows what to say. He looms over her a bit. ]

Not sure how many time I'm going to have to keep saying it, but I will.

[ With that he reaches out to take her hands and pull her to her feet and against him as if he intended to start dancing with her right there. But then he lets go of her hands and steps back. ]

Now off you pop, get your girly stuff sorted out. [ He gestures loosely back to the mirror, or maybe the bathroom, no one knows with him. But if she intends to do anything with her hair or makeup he's going to keep her company... That's obvious when he picks the hair pin up and hands it to her before moving around her to all but flop down on her bed like a fish - he'd call it lounging, thank you. ]

[Charming. Always charming.

It'd be unnerving if she didn't know it ran in the family. That charm, though, is something she's just gonna continue to try to resist for as long as possible. Something easier said than done when he's practically sweeping her off her feet and continuing to prove himself to her.

Her response is stunned silent by the move, really only able to all too happily comply with the request. After she marvels at the surprising comfort of the heels thanks to the poultice.]

My girly stuff?

[She gives a little lift of her eyebrow as she laughs and heads off to the bathroom. not even arguing when he settles on her bed. There's not a lot that needs to be done makeup-wise. Not when she barely wore it to begin with. Just a touch of foundation, a little hint of red to stain her lips and a brushing of a smokey eyes shadow and liner.

Moving back out to the side of the bed, she gently plucks the hair pin out of his hand before moving over to the mirror by the nightstand. It's almost soothing, playing with her hair to get it to fall exactly how she wants - simple pleasures.]

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The sort of stuff that you think you need to do to make yourself look lovely despite the fact that you already are.

[ Kol waves a hand lazily before shifting to get more comfortable, pulling one of her pillows under him to lounge like he owns the place. Her bed was surprisingly comfortable to someone who was used to overly plush beds and five pillows.

His gaze follows her when she heads off to the bathroom, then not much longer she heads back into the room to snatch the hair pin from him and mess about with her hair.

A smile finds his lips as he watches her toy with her hair. ]

You look beautiful, love.

[ Full of compliments tonight, isn't he? ]

[It's interesting just how comfortable he seems on her bed, more surprising how okay she is with it. How she could get used to it. It was nice not to be alone. She wasn't, not really, but there were things Cami just didn't understand, things she couldn't talk to Rebekah or Hayley about.

Yeah, she could get used to having him around. Mikaelson or not.

Adjusting a soft curl to fall into her face, she lets out a little laugh.]

I think you've already said that.

[Not that she's complaining...

Instead, she slides the hair piece in place along with a few bobby pins just to secure it all and crosses back to the edge of the bed. A hand extends to try and coax him out of the sort of nest he'd created around himself.]

Sorry, a bit difficult to think about anything else at the moment.

[ That was an understatement. He hadn't been to a ball that he'd enjoyed in a long time, and now he had a stunning date to bring with him. Yeah, he could definitely get used to this as well. So his gaze might be back on the bare skin on display, but to be fair she'd agreed to wear the dress.

Her company was easy, something Kol rarely found himself thinking. Sure, he got along with people but more often than not he'd find himself judging the other people.

When she walks back over to him, an arched eyebrow raises at the outstretched hand. If she weren't done up nice he'd even contemplate pulling her into the nest he'd crafted, but he behaves and takes her and pulls himself out of the bed. ]

Don't think I don't know what you're trying to do; you're trying to seduce me, with you gorgeous looks, and needing help into your shoes. I'm not some commoner that you'll be able to pull in one date.

[ He gives her a mock huff. ]

[While she wouldn't object to being pulled into the pile of pillows and blankets, that could be saved for later. He'd gone through so much trouble to put all of this together, she didn't want to see it go to waste.

She arches an eyebrow at the mock accusation, giving him a feigned look of insult.]

Who, me? I wasn't the one who showed up with a revealing dress and shoes and jewelry so I think if anyone's trying for seduction you've got that backwards.

[She leans into him, resting a hand against his chest for a moment before decidedly turning her almost bare back to him for emphasis - moving to grab something off her dresser.]

Besides, if I was trying to seduce you... [Have a playful look over her shoulder, Kol.] ... You'd know it.

Oh, you're accusing me now? Well. [ He pretends to be offended for a moment, looking down at her as she places her hand on his chest - then she turns and he's back to staring at the bare skin. ] Is it working then?

[ His eyes drift up from her back to her eyes as she looks over her shoulder. She'd been in such a huffy mood before, this was a delightful change. ]

I'd know it if you were trying to seduce me, would I?

[ He follows her over to where she stood. A finger is brought up to ghost across her shoulder, from one to the other. ] Good, because I'm rather hard to seduce - unseducable, if you will. [ Bullshit.

He draws away from her to look around her room, not like he hasn't been there a million times already. ]

Besides, I'd find it a bit odd if you showed up with a revealing dress for me. I'm sure I could pull one off wonderfully, but it would still be strange.

Maybe.

[And that's all the answer she's giving on both fronts. It's more of a confession than she'd normally be willing to make, the trail of goosebumps his finger already outing her.

His comment about being unseducable is total BS in her mind, earning a short laugh as she turns to face him.]

I don't know if you have the curves to pull it off. [Arms crossing just under her bust.] Although I'd definitely pay to see it.

[ Maybe is enough of an answer he needs, he knows it's working, especially with how easily he got her to agree to go to the ball. ]

How dare you -

[ Kol narrows his eyes at her, eyebrows raising up his forehead. Maybe his ego was a little offended, not that he intended on wearing any dresses anytime soon.... But still.

Rude. ]

I've got lovely curves! Consider me insulted; Davina you shall never see me in a dress now. [ Have a dramatic mock huff! ]

[Oh, poor baby. Look at how sympathetic she's feeling. She crosses over to him, brushing a hand over her own curves.]

You do. I'm sorry.

[And with that she crosses over to rest her hands on his chest.]

I promise I'll make it up to you at the ball.

[Because possibly seeing him in a dress is so tempting.]

Thank you.

[ He feigns offence for a moment longer before his face lights up with all the joy of a child being brought to Toys R Us. ]

Will you?

[ His hands find her waist, holding her gently. ]

I can't stay mad then.

Good.

[She didn't want him even pretend mad - not when it came to something like this. When his hand settles on her waist, she has to actively fight the temptation to stay in the room and skip the ball completely. Put on some music they could dance to and forget the rest of the world.]

We should, um... We should go soon before we miss the ball entirely.

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I ain't no good for your dad.

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cool with wrapping this one?