Mohinder/Sylar
This kiss is dissonantly gentle, soft and slow. Sylar – Zane – keeps his eyes open throughout, staring at Mohinder in star-struck infatuation. He notices that Mohinder is tense, that his smile, when they part, does not reach his eyes, put he puts it down to lingering fear of big bad Sylar, and that just makes his own grin wider.
He believes that Mohinder is trying to protect him from himself, shield him from fear he has no reason to feel. He believes this because he wants to.
This is not the last kiss; that will happen later.
The last kiss will be full of teeth and blood. Mohinder will be trapped on the wall, a foot off the floor, struggling but unable to move. Sylar will snarl, full of frustration and anger and an inexplicable grief, and he will bite at Mohinder's lips, try to force his tongue inside. Mohinder will go still, and his lips, tightly sealed, will curve into the coldest smile Sylar will ever see. All his fear and pain will fade away as he drinks in Sylar's desperation, until nothing is left but disdain.
When he finally pulls away and sees this look, Sylar will rage harder than ever before. He will cut, and freeze, and burn, and break – anything to make the fear come back, to get rid of that terrible knowing look.