!!TEMPORARILY DISCONTINUED!!
☼ In which Lilith Martin falls for a rude werewolf and a sarcastic human. Knowing she'll have to pick one of the boys, she tries to convince herself she knows what she's doing...
[TEEN WOLF SEASONS 1-?]
[Derek Hale x St...
"You've killed people before, yes?" Lilith questions, pushing herself up so she's sitting straight in her chair. She looks ahead of herself towards Derek.
Furrowing his eyebrows, "I guess so?" Derek questions his own words, wondering where she's coming from.
"You don't have to tell me who, but the first innocent person you killed, did you see them after the fact?"
"For a while, yeah." He nods, choosing to be open, hoping in some way it'll help her.
"What did you feel? How did killing someone make you feel?"
Derek lets out a heavy sigh as he tries to think back to everything he felt when he first killed an innocent person; someone who had asked him to kill them. "I blamed myself. I thought, maybe if I'd done something differently there would've been a different outcome of events."
"What did you do to get rid of the guilt? To get the thought of them out of your head?" She asks another question, knowing she can't talk about what she's done to anyone else. They wouldn't understand.
"Lilith-" He starts
She cuts him off, "Answer it."
He sighs once again, leaning back in his seat. "What I did, I regret doing. I was young and stupid, and I didn't stop to think."
"What was it?"
Hesitantly he says, "I slept with a few girls... A lot of girls. It's not one of my best moments."
"Did it at least help?" She leans forward in her seat, getting closer to him.
"For the time being, yes. But after a while-"
She cuts him off, "That's all I need."
Lilith can't help it. She pushes herself out of the seat she's sitting in and walks towards Derek. His eyes watch her body. The way her hips slowly sway, the way she looks in her tights, she's perfect to him. Once she gets close to him, she takes advantage of the fact that he's sitting down on a couch. Placing one hand on his shoulders, she pushes herself up, allowing her to lower herself onto his lap. She bends down, her lips against his cheek, lightly brushing it; and still, that slight touch sends shivers through both their nerves. Shivers that make both their bodies tremble.
