Hi. Jfc I've been busy, I mean three Volleyball games in a week? Like wtf. Anyway, it's the weekend, and I'm tired but want to write. Also, American Assassin is out in theaters, so I;m going to go see it soon!
No ones POV
Klaus had left through the back, leaving Lydia at the pool side. She lifted her finger to her lips, brushing over them. She replayed the kiss, imagining it from a different point of view. She smiled, at the thought of him. But a thought slipped into her mind.
He had done terrible things, how could you like him? He shouldn't even be alive. Lydia's smile went away as the thoughts took over, feeling guilty. She sighed, looking at the pool water, then turning to head back inside.
She walked through the hall, Tyler and Scott were talking, Stiles sat on the couch thinking to himself. Scott turned, facing Lydia, "Well? What were talking about?" Lydia thought, she didn't want to tell them the truth, "Nothing. I said what he did was wrong, trying to take the hybrids. And he agreed," Scott frowned, Tyler now pushed past him.
Tyler stood in front of her now, he looked at her, as if studying for a test. His face turned into disgust, "I can't believe it," Stiles turned his head. Scott watched as Tyler slowly grew angry.
"How could you?" he exclaimed, she looked down, he knew. "Do what?" Scott asked, Tyler laughed turning to him, "You can't smell it? His scent is all over her," Scott's face grew into shock, Tyler shook his head at his sister.
"You think he actually likes you? He can't, he's a horrible person and a fucking ass!" he yelled. Lydia looked up, confidence shooting through her veins. "And what makes you so different? Your exactly like him, you've killed people, you've done things you regret. And yet you stand here, acting like he's the worst thing that could happen. You are just as bad, I might not know you but I know enough to decide what you have the right to say!" I yelled.
Tyler had a veining on his forehead, Lydia stood in front of him waiting for a response. Scott and Stiles remained silent, afraid to speak. Lydia then pushed past Tyler, heading to her room. She slammed her door shut, breathing hard. She hated that Tyler didn't see the real Klaus.
She paced around her room. Suddenly a noise made her stop, the window had opened. She turned around, seeing a figure. She didn't scream or shake in fear. She simply asked, "Where were you?" the figure moved closer.
She stared into blue eyes, "I thought you were dead," Derek had came through the window. She felt a burning pain through her body, "You left me," She said, Derek took her hands, then looked at her, Lydia frowned, "What?" she asked, Derek pursed his lips.
"I can smell him on you. I can smell the need," he said the last part hesitantly. Lydia closed her mouth taking a deep breathe. "He kissed me, I kissed back and didn't stop it," Derek nodded. Rubbing his mouth, "I knew it was going to happen at some point. As long as you're safe," Lydia slightly smiled at him.
"I don't know how I feel. About you or Klaus. Klaus takes my breathe away, you make my heart stop. I-I can't figurine this out. I want to be with you, but-" Derek hugged her, she had started crying while speaking.
"I love you," he said, his chin resting on top of her head. Lydia stopped crying, she then looked up at him. Derek couldn't help but melt seeing her vibrant green eyes. Without thinking, Derek leaned down and kissed her.
(Warning: Bitch, this about to get rated M)
He kissed her hungrily, as if he needed her to survive. Lydia kissed him back,her hands entangling themselves in his hair. Derek's grabbed her thighs, she jumped, wrapping them around his waist. Derek then started trailing kisses down her neck. Lydia threw her head back, moaning a little.
Derek threw her onto the bed, climbing on top of her, she immediately grabbed the back of his head, pushing his lips onto hers. Her hands went to his shirt, pulling on the hem of it, she slowly started lifting it up, Derek stopped, helping her take it off and throwing it to the side.
Lydia ran her hands all over his chest, Derek grabbed her wrists, pinning them to the sides of the bed, she smirked up at him, he leaned back down to her neck, kissing and sucking on her skin. Lydia moaned as he sucked behind her ear, making Derek shiver.
Lydia suddenly used her strength to flip them so she was on top. She grinned down at him, she slowly unhooked her bra, never breaking eye contact. She threw it to the side, Derek ran his hands on her sides, then ran over her back. Lydia leaned down, kissing his gently. She trailed kisses down his neck, to his chest. She straddled his hips with her legs, sitting on top of him.
Derek let his head go back, breathing hard. Lydia loved this. She then started unbuttoning his jeans, Derek looked at her, she smiled up at him, yet Derek was still unsure. "Wait," he said, propping himself up on his elbows. Lydia looked at him, Derek took a deep breathe. "Do you really want this? I need to know that you won't regret it, or-" she kissed him, she pulled away, looking him in the eyes, "I want this, really bad. I might be confused, but right now, I need you," She kissed him again, "I promise I won't regret this, and I know that because...I love you also," Lydia was shocked by her own words, Derek smiled and kissed her.
Lydia got him out of his clothes. They were both naked now, Lydia still sat on top of him. Derek was currently massaging her breasts, Lydia moaned, though she stopped, Derek looked up at her, "What's wrong?" he asked, stopping his actions. "The others, they are still downstairs," Lydia's eyes grew wide.
Derek smiled at her, she frowned at him, "What?" she asked, Derek shook his head. "They left," he said. Lydia dazed at him, "Lydia, when I was coming here they were getting into a car, probably going somewhere to eat, wanting to leave you alone," Lydia's heart stopped pounding.
"I wouldn't be doing this unless we were alone," He said. She took a deep breath, resting her head on his. He smiled, she then met his eyes, she bit her lip, "Can you-" Derek started massaging her breasts, she gasped as he finished her question.
She could feel him under he, she was really wet by now, and he had a erection that pressed against her. Derek flipped them, he positioned himself, he looked up at her, asking for approval. She bit her lip and nodded.
Derek slowly pushed into her, Lydia gasped, she hadn't had sex for a long time, she wasn't used to it. Derek slowed down, making sure she would adjust. "Are you okay?" he asked, Lydia nodded, "Yes, just keep going," he nodded. He started rocking back and forth into her, the pain Lydia felt was turning into pleasure. She moaned as he went into her.
"Harder," she breathed out. Derek did as she said, her wetness made it easy for him to slam into her small body, Lydia's body was tense, she could barely stay still. Derek went all the way out, then suddenly thrusted back in, "Fuck," Lydia gasped. Derek smiled, grabbing her thighs, he lifted her lags to rest on his shoulders. He thrusted in and out, going deeper inside her. Lydia core was sore already, though she didn't want him to stop. She put hand on his chest, he looked down at her.
She flipped them so she rode him. She moved her hips in rhythm with his, he thrusted up into her as she rolled her hips. Derek's hand went to grab a breast, the other to her clit. She rubbed both parts, making Lydia moan even more. Her breasts were perky and delicate. She rolled her head back, Derek groaned as she slammed down on him, "God you feel so tight," he said. Lydia smiled, leaning down to his ear, "I'm so close," she whispered.
Her words made Derek come loose. She felt his warmth spread into her, making Lydia's body react also. She came hard on him, so hard that her body shook. Derek stopped thrusting, Lydia climbed off him, rolling to his side. They both caught their breaths, Lydia looked over at Derek, who was already staring at her in awe. She bit her lip.
"How do you feel?" he asked, she smiled, "Amazing," she said. Derek, leaned over, kissing her on the forehead, "You should sleep, it's been a long day," she nodded, draping a arm over Derek's waist.
Derek looked down at her as her head fell onto his chest. Her breathing was steady now, and he smelled himself all over her now. He smiled, then rested his head on her, closing his own eyes.
It was now morning. Lydia woke up to a empty bed, she huffed. She rolled out of bed, realizing she was naked, she looked around the room. Then saw a note on the vanity. She smiled and picked it up.
I'm sorry I had to leave early, it wasn't safe if I had stayed for Tyler to walk in and kill me. Here's a present for you. - Derek.
She smiled, picking up a long shirt, it was Derek's. She smiled even more, his tall figure would make it look like a dress on her. She hugged it closely to her chest. There was suddenly a knock on the door. Lydia looked around the room, "Uh, hold on!" she yelled. She grabbed shorts and a tank top, throwing them on. She opened the door, Stiles stood in the doorway, "Oh, thank god it's you," he smiled quirkly, "No, it's abominable snowman," she rolled her eyes. "I need to talk to you," she said. Letting Stiles in the room.
He looked around the room, Lydia sat on the bed. "Uh, do you like, ever clean in here? You have clothes over the floor," Lydia nodded. "Stiles, I really need your advice," she said. Stiles turned to her, "Yeah, sorry," he sat down. "What's up?" Lydia took a deep breath. "I slept with Derek last night," even saying it gave her chills.
Stiles didn't say anything, for once he was actually calm. "Stiles?" she asked after he was quiet for a bit. "Sorry, I was just thinking. You and Derek slept together? Really?" She nodded. "Well, what advice are you looking for exactly?" she sighed, "I don't know, I just needed someone to know. Because, I did have something with Klaus, and I kissed him last night. And then I had sex with Derek," She laid down, Stiles did the same, propping himself on his elbow.
"Look, I get how this could be..complicated. I think you need to, just take some time on your own. You need to think about this and figure out what you want," he said. Lydia bit her lip, "Yeah, you're right. I-I just don't know how. I really like both of them. Klaus, he was so horrible, but when we're alone, he seems like a different person, a person that has opinions and is so gentle and sensitive. Derek, he's strong willed, and caring, he's also so sweet. I just, never saw myself with Derek. But these past few days, he just seems so easy to be with,"
Stiles nodded. "I think, maybe you chose Derek, because you don't want to believe that you would be with someone like Klaus. And maybe you and Derek do have something, which is totally not my place to decide. But maybe you two just leaned on each other and it turned romantic," Stiles sat up, bringing Lydia along with him.
"I think you're right. I think I was so scared of what everyone would think, that I made myself believe he was a monster. I do care about Derek, a lot. But, my mind always comeback to Klaus," Stiles stood up. "I'm glad you asked me about this, it means a lot to me how close we are," Lydia smiled, standing up to him, "It means a lot to me to," she hugged him, long and meaningful.
Hey. God, I'm so happy I wrote this chapter. I hope you to also. I have a request: Please tell me what you would like to see happen. I have a lot of ideas myself, but I also love to see what you would like to read. So please review!