They would meet in the dead of night.
Just Gabriel and Claire, in some dark alley on the other side of the city.
Clothes would be shoved aside, and Claire would bite her lip to keep from making noise as he fucked her against the wall.
They did it to feel. Gabriel wanted to feel her, and Claire wanted to feel alive.
He would fuck her hard, and she felt the dark alley fit their relationship too well.
And when it was over, they would fix their clothes and head back to the Petrelli mansion and to their sleeping family.
