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The next morning Sylar had gotten up and called Mohinder, delighting himself as he told the Indian man about how they had massacred Matt and Janice. (Scandanlizing Mohinder was still one of his favorite pasttimes). Mohind agreed to come get Matty as soon as Sylar gave him this ultimatum: "Either come pick him up, or Elle and I am going to raise him as our own little protege."

Mohinder had quickly told him he would there and then hung up.

Meanwhile, the serial killer was currently in the kitchen, heating up a bottle of milk. Matty had woken up a while ago, crying and hungry. It was almost strange how easily Sylar slipped into the role of changing diapers and burping the kid and just generally taking care of it. He told himself it was just residual feelings from having been stuck in Matt for so long.

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He continued to run his fingers through her wet hair, trying to give her some kind of comfort. Once she stopped crying, he offered her an awkward smile, trying to bright the mood. "I wish that wanting to be with me didn't upset you so much."

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She laughed hoarsely, quietly at the lame joke. Usually he was better at them. She appreciated the effort though, and she rose her hand to push back his long locks, too. "You have a big penis, so we can call it even," she joked gently.

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"Sounds fair enough," He laughed, leaning in to brush his lips playfully against hers. "Besides, you'd miss me, or at the very least, my big penis."

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"I'd miss you and your big penis very much," she said, and even though it was in a joking nature, she was sincere. She would miss him. Her fingers slid down to caress his lips, and she smiled softly.

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His tongue darted out playfully against her fingers and he was about to respond when he heard the door bell ring. He carefully sat Elle down onto the couch before getting up to answer the door.

He did not bother putting pants or any other articles of clothes on first. He had no shame over his body. Plus, if it was who he thought it was, he wanted to make them uncomfortable a little.

He opened the door, offering a devious smirk to Mohinder. "Mohinder, it's been far too long since I've last gotten the chance to see you."

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Well, this sucked. Not that she really minded that was only wearing a blanket, but she probably looked like absolute hell, and now the couch was all cold without Sylar. She sat up, pouting and immediately dropping the warm cloth to rearrange her awful hair. "Nice timing, Fight Club," she muttered angrily at the shell-shocked, hovering doctor. His wide eyes roamed straight from Sylar, to his penis (with a gulp), and then over to her.

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Sylar merely just smirked more from the situation. He wrapped an arm around Elle's waist, hugging her close to him. "I think he wants to steal me away from you, Elle," He teased playfully. "Did you see how he keeps staring at my cock?"

Mohinder's eyes widened a little at the comment. "I was doing no such- you're the last person in the world I would be interested in. I'm merely here to pick up the child so you don't scar it for life."

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Elle just smiled, her wide, blue eyes lighting with mischief before turning to poor Mohinder. "I can't blame him," she said, and reached between Sylar's legs to wrap her hand around him, stroke him a little. "Wanna share?"

"No!" Mohinder immediately exclaimed, looking both terrified and intrigued. "This is--this is--where is the baby? Tell me right now!" Elle giggled.

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Sylar gave out an exaggerated groan, growing slightly erect as she began to stroke him. "I don't think someone like him could handle me, Elle."

Mohinder just looked over more flustered now. "I could if I- that's besides the point. Can one of you please answer my question?"

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Elle made a sound of agreement, gazing up at Sylar with dark eyes, ignoring Mohinder's urgent question entirely. "I could show him," she said in an innocent voice, and dropped to her knees to slide his half-erect cock into her mouth, sucking softly. Her eyes slid over to Mohinder's gleefully.

"This is--this is---outrageous, absolutely..." she stumbled over his words, but didn't look away. "What happened to your back?!"

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Sylar threaded his fingers through Elle's hair, feeling himself grow more erect as her hot mouth surrounded him. The fact that Mohinder was watching them just turned him on more, honestly. "I think he's scared to learn."

At Mohinder's question he couldn't help but smirk even more. "I did that to her. Isn't it beautiful?"

"That's horrible--abusive."

"But she liked it."

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Elle just hummed softly through their exchange, looking up at Sylar, enjoying how he hardened between her lips. She started to bob her head, taking him deeper and deeper with each slide, her hands on his thighs.

She would have gotten wet just from that alone, but having an audience that was clearly turned on and scared out of their wits helped her along even more.

She pulled away, stroking him with a smirk. "I did like it," she confirmed excitedly, not tearing her eyes away from Sylar's.

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"She begged me to hurt her more and more, didn't you Elle?" He asked, his eyes glazed over with lust as he continued staring down at her. He tore his eyes away from her for a moment to glance over at Mohinder. "I bet I could make you beg for it too, if you let me. I'll even let you call me Zane, if that helps."

"That would be quite unnecessary," Mohinder tried to push past them to make his way into the house. "If you are not going to tell me where the baby is, I'll find him myself."

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"He's in his crib, prude," Elle told him, not taking her eyes off of Sylar, rubbing her hands up his firm chest with a predatory grin. "I want you to make me beg for it again," she murmured, loud enough for Mohinder to hear.

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"I want to make you beg for it again," He replied in an eager tone, turning his attention back to Elle once more. The idea that they could scandalize Mohinder in the process just made him even more aroused.

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Elle lifted herself to her feet and sauntered back towards the couch with a wicked, enticing grin, massaging her breasts. "So do it," she challenged playfully. "I dare you."

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"It's too bad I left the handcuffs back in the bedroom," He mused with a smirk. He made his over to the couch, carefully bending Elle over it. He remembered the interest she had given to the paddle section of the website. Though it wouldn't be quite the same, he could at least test out how much she'd like being spanked. He licked his palm, making wet and slick before slamming it against her bare ass.

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She had a few ideas of what he was going to do the moment he bent her over, and she held her breath in anticipation, spreading her legs a little and clutching the cushions in preparation. He certainly didn't disappoint, and she let out a pained cry at the harsh sting, whimpering before rocking back for more.

She didn't know what was better--that one of her fantasies was coming true, or that Mohinder flinched in horror, and yet stayed in momentary shock, flushed at the door.

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Sylar pulled his hand back before smacking her across the ass once more. He looked over at Mohinder, smirking evilly at the other man. "So tell me, Mohinder," He mused, hitting her again, the sound of each smack more than just a little satisfying to his ears. "Are you turned on because you wish you were hitting her, or because you wish I was hitting you?"

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Mohinder paled for a moment, flustered. "That's--that's just absurd! I'm not... I like women and my sexual preferences have nothing to do with--with--you're hurting her!" he exclaimed in worry, holding out an arm and gesturing frantically.

And Sylar was hurting her, because each slap made her flinch and let out a little choked sob. Elle's eyes were starting to fill with tears, and she rubbed her clit against the edge of the couch, rocking her hips. "Harder," she whispered, her voice strained, looking up at Mohinder.

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"And she likes it," He smirked, hitting her behind again. "She wants me to do it harder, did you hear that, Mohinder?" He asked, complying to her wishes. The way she squirmed and sobbed with each hit just made him even harder as he watched her.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

This time, she had to grab one of the throw pillows to muffle a cry that grated at her throat. Her ass had to be some horrible shade of red by now, and a few tears seeped into the plush cushion. Maybe if it was with anyone else, Elle would have been ashamed to be reduced to this so easily. But she was too turned-on to do anything but hug the pillow hard, and sob, "Fuck me. Please fuck me."

Plus, she'd always thought she'd like being watched.

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"Glady," He whispered, grinning devilishly as he repositioned her so that his erection was pressed against her womanhood from behind. The thrusted up inside of her, groaning out in pleasure. She was so unbound and it was all for him.

Well, him and Mohinder. Sylar was still amused that the geneticist didn't just get the baby and leave.

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She cried out again, bit her lips together with a whimper. There was no way to describe what it felt like to finally have him inside of her after all of that. She sobbed softly, trying to ride back on his cock bent so far over the couch, urging him to fuck her. "Don't stop," she ordered, begged. "Spank me."

"You're both sick," Mohinder said breathlessly.

Her pained eyes lifted to lock with his aghast, mesmerized expression, and she couldn't help but smirk darkly. Wasn't that obvious?

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"I think you're just jealous," Sylar gasped out, thrusting into Elle deeply before spanking her again. It felt so incredible, having her like this, completely at his mercy. 'You wish you were comfortable enough with yourself to do something like this."