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A/N: These all come from a meme I created after the success of the "first kiss." I asked the people on my flist to give me the names of two characters whose first "morning after" they wanted me to write. So far they go D.L./Mohinder, Nathan/Mohinder, Peter/Mohinder, Peter/Nathan, Sylar/Noah, Matt/Noah, and Claude/Noah. Apparently people on my flist are huge fans of Mohinder and HRG.
D.L./Mohinder
"As pretty as you are when you're sleeping, you should probably shower and go get Molly her breakfast." The voice broke through Mohinder's dream and jarred him awake.
Months of living in fear of one person or another had taught him to be instantly alert. His eyes shot open to stare into Niki's smirking face. It took him a moment to process why she was there, why he was there, and vaguely remembered agreeing to dinner with her and D.L. while Micah and Molly had a sleepover. Recalling D.L. brought all the events back to his mind and he scrambled up, backing away from the super-strong wife of the man he was pretty sure he'd slept with only a few hours earlier.
"Oh, don't look like that," Niki said, face softening as she took in his trepidation. "You both deserved a little fun…I only wish I had thought to set up a webcam in here, I could have made i so /i much money off of you two. You looked incredible."
"You…watched us?" He knew he had been drunk, finally feeling like he was able to relax a little with two people who could understand, in a way, what he had gone through. But the idea that he'd been that out of it as to miss Niki in the same room as them was disturbing. "Where's D.L.?"
Niki sat down on the edge of the bed and patted the area next to her. After a moment Mohinder crawled forward to sit there. "He's in the shower, which is down the hallway, he should be done soon. I just want you to know, I'm not upset, at all. D.L. and I have always had a pretty open relationship, and we both agreed that you'd be a fun person to get to know a little better. Plus, Micah and Molly are so close, we should be closer, too." At some point she'd started playing with his hair, running her fingers through the thick curls. Mohinder was sure if he wasn't still utterly confused, he'd be more than a little turned on.
"D.L. and I agreed that, now that things are looking up and we've got all that money that Linderman left lying around, that we'd start enjoying our lives." Her voice dipped into a purr. "And that we'd share…everything."
Mohinder swallowed, but really couldn't think of any way to protest as she rolled on top of him, her strength making it impossible for him to resist, even if he wanted to. There was a flash of movement in the doorway that revealed a still-damp D.L. wrapped in a towel. There was no woman's wrath to survive, but Mohinder was pretty sure he was still going to come out of this bruised and sore.