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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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"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.

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"I think we might of offended his delicate sensibilities," Sylar mused in a fake concerned tone as he pressed gentle kisses against Elle's neck.

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"It was fun," she grinned, closing her eyes and enjoying his mouth send little welcome shivers down her spine. "I think you should heal my back, though. It hurts," she pouted.

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He pouted a little at that. "But you look so beautiful like this," He murmured in protest before rubbing his hands down her back, healing up the wounds.

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She hissed delightfully at his touch on her open wounds, and then sighed in relief, whispering her thanks as her skin patched up. "It was itchy," she complained, and opened her eyes, lifted her fingers to push in his cute jutting lower lip. "And I look beautiful anyway," she quipped.

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He laughed softly, leaning in to press a soft kiss against her lips. "It's true. You do look beautiful anyways." And besides, if she healed quicker, the quicker he could mark her up again. He was okay with this.

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She was okay with that too, eager for it. She smiled at the compliment, even though she fished for it, and kissed him again right back with a spark, pressing closer to him. Maybe crying it out had helped, and messing with Mohinder had made her feel a whole lot better. The orgasm hadn't hurt, either.

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He returned her spark with a small one of his own as they kissed. He was glad she seemed to be in a better mood now. He hated seeing her cry, well...cry out sadness anyways. He'd be lying if he said there weren't situations where he did enjoy her crying.

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She nipped at his mouth with a gentle sigh, pressed her tongue between his lips. His little jolt raced right through her tongue, and she hooked her leg over his side. Even when she hadn't been able to stand looking at him before, he'd always felt so good.

The sound of Mohinder's rushed footsteps caused her to pull away, and she looked back to see Matty and a small bag in the doctor's hands. "Hope you enjoyed your stay," she said innocently.

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Mohinder stopped in his steps, looking at the two of them in disgust. "You two don't really plan on staying in the home of someone you murdered, do you? Isn't that asking to be caught?"

Sylar smirked, looking at the other man with dark promise in his eyes. "No. Because no one is going to report us. The only person who knows is you, and if you report us I'll be forced to come kill you and take that super strength you gave yourself a while back. And then the child will be left in our care again. You don't want that, do you?"

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Why would they leave? Elle turned back to Sylar with rolling eyes. She missed Mohinder's widened eyes and nervous swallow covered by a flimsy mask of indifference. "No, that wouldn't be a preferable outcome," he said.

Elle reached to push back Sylar's messy, untamed hair with annoyed frown. "We still need to get rid of their bodies," she said. That chore would be a hassle. They were probably starting to smell weird.

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"I didn't think it would be," He muttered with a smirk. He turned back to Elle, his expression dropping to that of disgust at her comment, nodding in agreement. "We should probably do that sometime today."