BLONDIE • the mikaelsons

chapter thirty six

CHAPTER THIRTY SIX

"So talk," I prompted him, enjoying the way his eyes followed me as I backed into the desk and perched on the edge.

"Scheming with Kol is beneath you." He said, leaning against the wall.

"Maybe," I hummed, biting the corner of my lip thoughtfully, "But it certainly was fun."

"Is this what it has come down to?" He asked, "Acting out like a child, vying for my attention."

"I'm not a child." I scoffed, "I just did what I needed to do to get you to talk to me. Avoiding me out of your misguided respect for Klaus is pointless."

"Emilia, I don't think you quite know what you're getting yourself into." He warned, taking a step forward.

I tilted my head to the side, "Don't insult my intelligence, Elijah. I know exactly what I'm getting myself into."

"Esther was right, Emilia." He said and I frowned, "All my talk of virtue..."

"Elijah-"

"When it suits my needs, I kill, I maim and torment." He said in a pained voice, "To get you back from the Salvatore's, I did some things that I am not proud of. I terrorized your sister, an innocent."

"At this point, I think that we can both agree that Elena isn't innocent." I said gently, looking up at him softly and he took a step closer

"And I used my sister's hatred of her to get what I wanted." Elijah continued, "Wielded her like I would a sword. My own sister. I'm not the right man for you, Emilia."

"So you'd rather watch me be with your brothers?" I asked delicately and he scoffed.

"Kol is worse than I am." He said, swallowing as he reached up to cup my jaw with both hands, "You can do better than all of us."

"I don't want better." I whispered.

"My mother made us vampires, Emilia." Elijah told me with a sad smile, "She didn't make us monsters, we did that to ourselves."

I covered his hands with mine, holding them to my face, "You have protected me in a way that no one else has. That doesn't seem very monstrous to me. Even if you were a monster, that wouldn't change the way I feel for you."

"You don't know all the things I've done-"

"And I don't care," I interrupted him, "I know the man standing before me now. Whatever you did in the past is irrelevant, it's what you do with your future that matters. If you're so certain you're a villain, then become the hero, my hero."

Our mouths clashed violently and I almost wept with joy. He pushed me backwards so that I was lying on the desk as he attacked my throat with gentle kisses. I gasped, gripping his hair tightly, encouraging him to continue his pursuit of my body.

Pulling away momentarily, he looked across at me with dark eyes, "What have you done to me, Emilia Gilbert?"

"I don't know," I whispered, anticipation thrumming through me as he lowered the straps of my dress.

"I should have known you'd be trouble," He said lazily as he trailed his lips down my exposed chest whilst his hands ran up my legs, "You've got me wrapped around your finger, haven't you?"

I moaned in response and I felt the corner of his mouth tilt upwards against my skin. I felt a punishing tap against my thigh and I gasped.

"Use your words, love." He prompted and I shivered, "You've got me and the rest of my siblings wrapped around your finger, haven't you?"