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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'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.

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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."

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She pushed her hips back, rolling them with a gentle sob, shuddering and desperate for more friction. She whimpered as her bottom stung, his mean taunts somehow turning her on even more, and her toes curled against the floor.

"I am not jealous, or, or--" Mohinder paused and drew himself up with bravado, looking absolutely offended.

"Then why are you still watching?" Elle interjected, completely breathless.

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"Because I'm worried about you, he's hurting you, what if he goes too far?" Mohinder asked.

Sylar smirked, running his hand over Elle's swollen behind, healing it so that the red faded away. "I have everything under control," He murmured, slapping her harder now as he pushed inside of her, gasping out in pleasure.

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Elle whined as the pain went away, and blindly reached back to claw at his hand in disapproval, jerking and crying out when he made up for it. She pressed her face into the couch, inching her legs further apart for more of him. She wanted him to go very far. She was so wet and frustrated she didn't even know if there was a limit.

"Faster," she whimpered fitfully.

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He nodded in compliance before picking up his pace, alternating between thrusting and hitting her. He leaned in, pressing his lips against her neck and biting down. He wanted to go far, almost too far, but he wasn't even sure what that limit would be, anymore.

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She pushed herself up, closer to accommodate him, reaching back to grab and hold onto his hair with a sharp sob as he bit her, pounded into her. And then grabbed his free arm to hook over her torso, to support her weight, because her arms trembling and weak. Her eyes were clenched shut tight and she wasn't even looking, let alone thinking about Mohinder and that little game any longer. She was too caught up in how perfect his strokes were, the harsh pain of his hand bruising her body.

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He loved that she loved being hurt as much as he loved hurting her, if not even more so. His hand slammed against her ass over and over again, leaving red welts over it as he continued to pound into her. He too, was no longer thinking of Mohinder or their game. All he could think of was Elle and how perfect things felt.

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Her nails dug deep into his arm, tugged hard at his hair as she started to come, pushing back against him erratically, frantically. Her thighs shook, and if it weren't for the couch and he body holding her up precariously, pinning her lower half down, she was sure she would have collapsed. She came with a shaking cry, curling forward and pivoting back, taking him deep as he smacked her.

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Her walls clenching around him was the last push Sylar needed and with a final stroke inside of her and slammed wrist against her ass he came, throwing his head back and crying out.

Mohinder wasn't even on his mind at all as he panted, slipping out of Elle once his orgasm faded. He grabbed her gently by the shoulders and turned her around so she was facing him. He leaned in, pressing a kiss against her lips. "Just think of how good it's going to be when I have something other than my hand to hit you with," He murmured softly.

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Elle teetered on her feet, hooked her arms around his neck to not fall to the ground in a puddle. Her legs were still trembling, and she pulled him down again for another kiss, sliding her lips over his with a soft, wanting moan. She liked the sound of that.

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"You two are really disgusting," Mohinder murmured, looking like he couldn't decide whether he thought it really was disgusting, or incredibly hot.

Sylar broke away from the kiss a little, rolling his eyes at the other man. "Well, you must be just as disgusting as we are because you stood here and watched the whole thing, even though getting Matty and leaving while we were distracted would have been the smart thing to do."

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Mohinder paled. "I couldn't--he would have seen this if I brought him out here!"

Elle smirked knowingly, and easily dropped over the side of the couch. She curled up in her warm blanket tiredly, her golden hair fanned around her like a halo. "I'm want a nap," she said excitedly. "So if you two are going to do anything exciting, do it now."

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"You could have used the back door," Sylar mused with a smile, lying down on the couch next to Elle. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. "You seem like the type who likes using the back door, doesn't he Elle?"

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She laughed cruelly, sharing some blanket with him, nestling into him with a content sigh. "He probably keeps his open all the time," she retorted snarkily.

"I'm getting the baby now," Mohinder announced uselessly, gulped, and all but ran into the hall.