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[evolutionaryimperative]

Sylar slept more soundly with her curled up at his side than he had...pretty much ever, really. He slept through the whole night, and alot more soundly then he normally did. It was...a nice change, to say the very least. Usually, he just slept for a few hours before getting up and going back on the road again.

Soon enough though, the sun was shining through the blinds of the motel room, rousing him. He yawned and turned in bed, gradually opening his eyes. He was so comfortable like this, he just allowed himself to lie in bed for a few minutes.

Finally, he pushed himself up and got out of bed, making his way to the bathroom. He couldn't help but remember Elle's comments about showering, and he was inclined to agree. He did smell a little, and he was rather sweaty and sticky still from the activities of the night before. So with that in mind he turned on the shower and stepped in.

He would have to make do with just bar soap, as Elle had thrown the body wash during their argument last night. But he couldn't even get himself to care about that.

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[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He laughed softly, carefully tugging his fingers through her hair to detangle it. "I'll try to catch you off guard," He murmured with a grin, guiding her under the water to rinse off now.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"Doubtful," she teased with a smile. She lifted her hands, wringing out her hair for a moment before lazily tipping her head back and letting the water so it, resting her palms on his chest.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

"That just sounds like a challenge," He smirked, leaning in to brush a kiss against her lips as he finished rinsing out her hair. "I love challenges.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Elle's eyes fluttered open, and she chased his lips to kiss him too, leaning back with a content smile. "I know," she whispered knowingly. And she liked being challenging, too. A match made in hell--because it certainly couldn't be heaven, to be sure.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

"I wasn't sure if you noticed," He teased as he grabbed the shampoo, working some into his own, short hair now. As nice as showering with her was, they really did need to get on the road soon, or they'd never get to Texas.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Texas? What was Texas? Elle reached up with a grin and found the strength in her arms to swat his hands away and replace them with her own. She could care less about Texas--or anything much else anymore. "I know you, remember Gabriel?" she drawled.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He did though. As much as he was enjoying himself with Elle, he'd be lying if he said he didn't still want that power. But for now he just let his eyes flutter closed, enjoying the sensation of her fingers running through his hair. "I do recall something like that."

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

He didn't have a lot to clean, and soon enough Elle was tugging him under the spray with a smile.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

It was much easier to wash Sylar's hair then it had been hers, and soon enough, the water had washed out all the suds.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Elle grabbed the conditioner, and smirked as she squeezed out hardly any at all--it wasn't as if he needed it. She reached up to smooth it into his locks, playfully caressing the rim of his eyes when she finished, and then tugging the lobes to bring him down for a short kiss.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He allowed himself to be tugged down, returning the kiss eagerly. He couldn't get enough of her.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She pullled away after a moment, pushing him back under the spray.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He got back under the water, rinsing out the conditioner from his hair.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She cleaned herself off properly as he rinsed, and tossed the loofah at him when he was done, nudging him to the side to clear away the soap suds. She'd wash him down herself, like he had "attempted" to do earlier, but she was pretty sure that would be more tempting than productive, and her fingers were starting to prune up. Besides, water wasn't necessarily her element.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He took the loofah and stood aside, washing himself down now. As nice as it would be for her to clean him, he was pretty positive it'd only end up in more fooling around again. And they really did need to leave sometime in the near future.