We could have a life, us two.. (Completed)

Mine

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If something you where wishing for a long time is about to happen but not quite like you wanted it or dreamed it, would you choose to live it and make the best of it or would you turn down the opportunity and live with the questions like what if.. maybe regret you're decision for the rest of you're life..

Nellie had wished all those years for him to see her like his, love her, own her with all of her. She looked him in the eye and couldn't believe what she heard him say, was he serious, was he really seeing her like his? Even if it wasn't like she wanted it, even if it was only sexual. He was getting jealous, he was getting protective.

What had happened there that night showed Nellie a completely different side of him. He was even acting a bit possesive, but maybe it was because he'd already saved her once and hadn't the opportunity to save his wife at all.

"What?" was the only thing she could uttered at that moment, she didn't expect him to react like that and looked at him with wide hopeful eyes.

He turned his back to her, took a few steps and stroked his face with his palm and turned back. "You're mine Eleanor don't you see, you can't be with him, even if I would never have you, you love me, you've waited 15 years for me, you're mine." he came closer and caressed her cheek.

Eleanor's heart was broken, now he knew that her love for him was her weakness. Why couldn't he just love her, why did he have to be so emotionless, to be so heartless, so creul.

"I hate you!" She cried, it was an outburst of her feelings towards him. Why did she feel so weak, why couldn't she just have no feelings for him, why couldn't she just hate him or why couldn't she say no to him.

"Come here" he embraced her and then cupped her face with both hands to look into her eyes. "You're don't Eleanor" he breathed out and started kissing her. She gave in crying and allowed him to kiss her.

He felt her tears on his face as they kissed and pulled their lips apart for a second, wiping with both thumbs the tears that were falling down from her cheeks. "You don't." he took them back in a kiss.

The kiss deepened to a more passionate one, his hand was on her jawline, the other was on her waist while she put her arms around his neck and took steps backwards and came with her back to the counter.

It was crazy how they could go from one emotion to another, it was like their anger was their only communication system they had.

They were tasting each other's mouths, his hand moved to her thigh he stroked it up and down over her dress, his lips left her mouth and began to kiss her neck, her hand crawled through his hair and the other stroked his chest.

Sweeney's hand crawled under her skirts and wandered over her bloomer. Nellie felt shivers down her spine as his hand began to caress more and more to the inside of her thigh, a litlle moan escaped throug her throat. He returned to her lips and felt that her hands started to unbutton his shirt. He stopped kissing her for a second and grabbed her hands. "Do you want this?" He asked wanting to make sure she was okay with it.

He had never seen her eyes like that before, he could see the lust in her eyes when she nodded shyly saying she was okay with it. He let go of her hands and started kissing her again picking her up and while she was fumbling with his shirt he went to her bedroom with her, he let her down at the end of her bed and went to lock the door so no Toby could walk unexpectedly in. He then walked to light some candles on the drawers.

Eleanor didn't know what to do or what to say and stood there watching him.

As soon as the candles were lit he came back to her, he saw that she was nervous, she had thousand questions going through her mind. It had been so long she had even forgotten what it felt like. What if she wasn't good enough, what if she couldn't fulfill his needs, what would jappen then?