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Unlike the other day, he had been given a little more freedom. They had switched him from the IVs to the pills, and no longer kept him strapped down on the bed, unable to move. He wondered if this was a good sign or not. It was hard to tell. But still, even getting up and moving about was a nice liberty to have back to himself. You never realize how much you enjoy doing something that simple until you're no longer able to do it.

His shirt had been replaced with a plain white t-shirt, and the doctors had given an injection of something that had healed up all the burn marks she had left on him. It was strange how they seemed determined to keep him in a healthy condition. It made him weary. Did they have some sort of plan for him? Why else would they be keeping such good care over a serial killer? It didn't make sense.

As he paced the tiny cell he was kept it his eyes occasionally flickered over to the glass. Would she come visit him again like she had implied? Not that it mattered.He was simply...curious, that's all. And if he was going to be stuck in this place, it was nice to have someone to talk to at times, even if it was her.

The only other people who came in were the doctors, and they were just doing their work. Nothing more, nothing less. Some company would be nice.

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[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"Just do it," she pleaded breathlessly, nearly shaking, her hips elevated to his--not that she wasn't touched, really, that he cared about condoms and sexual histories--because she sure as hell didn't and someone should. Anyway, she could take a pill in x amount of hours and be perfectly safe.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

It wasn't even so much that he was worried as much as the logical part of him felt like it needed to be addressed. Not that he was going to let that stop him. Besides, how could he resist a plea like that?

He placed his hands on her hips, steadying himself a bit before he lifted his head to meet her eyes. "This will hurt." Not a question, or even so much a warning as much as it was simply a statement of fact.

And without any further delay he sank down inside of her, groaning out at the tight, warm sensation that was suddenly enclosing him. His heart was racing and he was beginning to sweat lightly, but all in all, he could care less about things like that right now.

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She gasped as he pushed inside of her, the air in her lungs sucked out. Her eyes pricked with hot tears, and for one agonizing moment, the electricity underneath her skin short-curcuited, prickling painfully over her body. She dug her nails into his shoulders and blinked, letting a few tears escape. It should have occurred to her, maybe, that he was so much bigger than her, so logically...

She remembered to breathe and sucked in air, trying to relax her suddenly tense limbs. His groan was a good enough motivator, and after a moment she nodded--because despite the first tense moment, it didn't feel all bad once she relaxed. Experimentally, she rolled her hips a little, hissing at the ache and sting, but her mouth opening on a painful breathless moan.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He slowed his motions for a moment to let her adjust, all too aware of how suddenly tense her body was. He leaned in, licking off some of the stray tears from her face. With their difference in size, it made sense that might hurt her a little more than it normally would for a girl's first time.

But then he nodded and rolled her hips against him, and the moan that she elicited, though laced in pain, was motivation to keep going. He dug his fingers into her hips, creating bruises that wouldn't last as he began to move inside of her, waiting a little bit longer before he started to pick up his pace.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She clutched at him a little tighter as her licked the tears from her face, and when he grabbed her hips tight and started to move inside of her, another startled moan escaped past her lips; sudden pleasure mixed with the pain as he filled her. She breathed out a strangled "oh" as he pushed deeper, throwing her head back and nearly enjoying the throbbing pain. She started to meet his thrusts with his own, eyes fluttering open to watch him move above her.

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He pressed down into her as he continued thrusting down into her, his actions becoming more rough as he went on. Low, almost feral groans escaped his lips as she began to move in rhythm with him. He looked down, his dark eyes meeting her bright blue ones.

Both of their skin were tainted with the dry blood from their hands, and screwing in the middle of the hallway was far from romantic, but then again, neither one of them were really the normal, romantic, sentimental type, so it sort of worked for them.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She cried out a little as he became rough--because yes it hurt--but she was fast beginning to like how exquisitely sharp the pain was contrasting against the pleasure, and she wrapped her legs high around his waist, slamming up into him with a harsh whimper because it allowed such better access.

As far as a romantic first time went... it wasn't necessarily what the books or movies told Elle she should wish and hope and pray for, and yet she wouldn't have it any other way--covered in dry blood in the middle of the hallway, a few feet away from a dead body. So it wasn't traditional or whatever.

She liked it better this way.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

As her legs wrapped around him, he hissed out in approval at the sudden shift of angle, granting him better access. As he continued to push harshly into her his hands moved from her hips down to her thighs, his nails digging into the skin there.

His body was tensing up with each thrust, and he wasn't sure just how much longer he would be able to hold out.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She gasped as he grabbed her thighs, and felt his body tensing. She was, by that point, thoroughly enjoying every second, her body arced and moans leaving her with every thrust. Partly because she wanted to and partly because he was clearly close, she reached between her legs and touched herself, rubbing in gentle little circles that made her clench tight around him, incrementally rubbing herself harder and harder until she was just next to the edge.

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As she clenched tightly around him he hissed and titled his head back. He thrusted into her a few more times until he finally got what he was looking for, the white flash of release as he dug his nails into her thighs, drawing blood and coming all at once.

His body glistened with a light sheen of sweat and his breath was low and shallow. He was pretty sure this one of the best days of his life. Three new powers (and all of them such good ones too) and ontop of it he finally got to have sex with Elle.

All in all, it looked like being locked up here had ended up playing in his favor.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

It was watching him come apart inside her that did her in--it wasn't long or as mind-shattering as the last, but she came--heels pressing into his back on a strangled little cry as he came down from his climax. It was pretty lucky she had come at all, she knew, but then again she had kind of liked the pain...

She tried to catch her breath and reached for him, pushing back his hair with a content little sigh, marveling that everything that had changed in less than two days led up to this.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help but smirk a little proudly to himself. After all, most women didn't come during their first time. And while she had seemed to enjoy what he did earlier a little more...she still seemed over all pleased, so that's what mattered.

He panted for air, finding himself at a loss of words as he carefully pulled out of her, rolling over so that he was lying on the floor next to her now. He brought a hand up to brush through her long hair.

"We should probably go destroy those videos soon," He mumured softly, as if that was the last thing he wanted to do. Still, they had used up quite a bit of time, and someone might have found his empty cell with Jesse's corpse in it, or talked to Adam by now.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Her muscles protested and ached when she moved, but she rolled over to her side anyway to face him, eyes raking over his naked body unabashedly for a second. She propped on her arm and smirked. "We also need clothes."

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He laughed softly, nodding in agreement as his eyes mimicked hers, looking over her nude form. "We do. You would know better than I would about where to find some here"

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She sighed and wriggled over to his side, resting her head on his chest and squeezing his shoulders for a moment. She wanted to cuddle and play and have sex again, preferably on a bed because her entire backside was kind of tense in an annoying way, despite being a pleasing reminder of their activities.

"I would," she murmured unwillingly, and gingerly got to her feet. She rolled her neck and stretched her muscles, interlocked fingers to reach high over her head.

That was better. Not to mention the soreness between her legs was rapidly lessening, her tissues healing. She stepped over Eden's body carelessly and headed to her room, which was conveniently enough across the hall (she suspected Daddy wanted Eden to keep an eye on her--ironic now). She grabbed a pair of matching back panties and a bra, pulling them on and then opening her closet, one finger resting on her lips in thought.

It really sucked she'd have to leave her wardrobe behind. She pulled out jeans, a pair of more comfortable boots, and a cute little top.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

There would be plenty of time for those sorts of activities later. Not that Sylar was much of a cuddler, but as far as the more sex thing...well, that part he was definitely interested in.

He followed her to her bedroom, eyes looking over the area curiously. He had always wondered where she had lived. It looked like it was barely a step up from the cell they had kept him in.

As she changed, he leaned against the frame of the door, smirking a little as he watched her.

"I don't think any of that's going to fit me."

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"Noah might have some things laying around," she answered, pulling her top of her head. She took a moment to adjust it before sauntering over and pressing against him with a grin. She pecked him on the lips and led the way, the skip in her step, for once, not fabricated or overly exaggerated. His regular little room he used away from home was locked, of course, and she pouted at Sylar for help.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

Sylar smirked a little as he looked at her pouting expression. "Allow me." He brought his hand up and made a pulling motion, causing the door to pop open. No matter how many other powers he got, the telekinesis would always be one of his favorites. It was just so useful.

He made his way over to the other man's closet and opened it up with a frown. All that seemed to be in there were suits, which was definitely not his style. But it would have to do for now. He pulled out a black suit, putting the rest of it aside as he began to button up the shirt.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Elle watched appreciatively as he pulled on the shirt, playing with a ball of electricity idly between her hands. From the look on his face, he wasn't that keen on Noah's suits, but Elle certainly didn't have a problem with them.

She laughed a little. "You look like an agent," she said. "Only... covered in blood."

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He looked down at himself, chuckling softly before he pulled on the pants. "I suppose we could have cleaned up first." But showering with her probably would have only led to more distraction, so perhaps it was for the best.

He tossed aside the tie, preferring to keep the shirt open. Easier to breath that way. He slipped on the coat, glancing at himself in the mirror for a moment. He hadn't worn a suit like this since the last time he had taken his mother out to a nice dinner. Back when he was still Gabriel.

He shook away those thoughts and pulled on a pair of socks and some black shoes to complete the outfit.

"I'm ready when you are."

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

Cleaning up would have led to more time and distraction, but she was still unhappy it couldn't have been done--the distraction part. She hoped wherever they were going after this would involve a shower, preferably together.

"We'll clean up," she promised suggestively, and turned on her heel towards the security room across the building. It was a bit out of the way from the cells and living quarters, but she keep the electricity cupped in her palms. She was eager to fry the room up and finally get out.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

A shiver of anticipation ran down his spine. He couldn't help but quicken his pace until he was standing directly behind her, leaning down to whisper in a dark tone. "I can't wait."

Soon enough, they arrived at the Security Room. "Is this the place?" He didn't even wait for her to answer before waving his hand and prying the door open.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She smiled knowingly at his tone, shuddering a bit at his proximity. She peeked back and winked with a smirk.

It was the place, and she didn't wait before taking a few steps in, sighing at the sleeping guard at the console. That explained a lot. What if anything had happened to her, for god's sake? She should kill him just for that. (Not that she couldn't take care of herself anyway.)

She killed him anyway--easily, efficiently, with a few thousand satisfying volts of electricity. He didn't even have the chance to scream, and when she stopped, he was burnt beyond recognition and smoking.

She looked up at the blinking monitors, smiling at their handiwork--Adam's unsurprisingly empty, bloody cell, Jesse's limp body, and Eden's severed head.

"We did good," she said, and then she destroyed it all.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

His eyes lit up as he watched the cameras and videos all go up in smoke. It was really a beautiful power she had. He looked down at his hand, sparks jumping across the palm briefly. He'd have to ask her to teach him how to use it properly later. He still had no idea how he took her power without peaking at her brain, but he's pretty sure she's the only one it could have happened that way with.

Once her sparks died down he approached her, wrapping his arms around her from behind. "We make a good team."

Which felt strange. He never expected to find himself working with anyone, let alone her.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She leaned back into his embrace, placing her arms over his. She smiled, agreeing silently and turning her head back towards him. "Let's get out of here," she said, and then turned completely in his arms. "Somewhere more private, maybe?" She took a few steps to push him out into the hall, one finger tapping his chin, zapping him a little with every punctuated word.