The next day, Elijah hoped his brother was planning on leaving the house. He wanted Lydia badly, and knew that she felt the same.
Both were itching to get at one another, and weren't going to do so until Klaus left so they could have some privacy.
Lydia was sat in bed, watching a sexually frustrated Elijah pace the room.
"Elijah, just calm down. You'll have to wait." Lydia said reasonably.
"I can't wait, Lydia! I can't stay away from you! You have no idea how badly I want to rip those clothes off of you and take you right here! But I can't!" Elijah pointed at her as he spoke
"Elijah, just stay calm. You don't see me sexually frustrated, do you?" Lydia asked, getting off the bed.
"Lydia, do not decide what I can and can't do. You're mine! And only mine! I'm the only one how should make you feel weak at the knees. I'm the one who should claim what's mine, and I am the one only allowed to make marks on you so everyone knows who you belong to." Elijah growled out as he had cornered Lydia to the nearest wall, his arms either side of her head.
This was not like old Elijah. He wouldn't growl, or be sexually frustrated, nor would he be so possessive over what is his.
This didn't scare Lydia, in fact it made her love him even more.
Elijah's dark eyes, veins protruding from underneath, studied Lydia repeatedly.
Her breathing was heavy and her heartbeat was quick just like a previous incident.
"I want to take what's mine." His voice was low and dark. Lydia escaped from his arms, and sauntered over to the door.
She closed it swiftly and locked it with a click, before turning back to Elijah.
"Then take what's yours." Lydia said confidently, before her shirt was discarded on the floor.
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You're mine - Elijah and Lydia
Fanfiction"Remember darling, you're mine and only mine." Jealousy is a common feeling, along with love. When a banshee crosses the Original's path, he is determined to make her his, after all, Mikaelsons always get what they want. (I DO NOT OWN THE ORIGINALS...
