The pairing is who you want it to be, i was thinking either Mohinder or Peter but it can be anyone.
Cat's Paws
"Let's play a game."
They were already playing. The question was part of it. He had no say in the matter.
"I'm not really in the mood for games."
He acted his part. She smiled, her eyes flickering interest. Her attention caught and held.
"I could make you in the mood…"
Blue lightning dancing over fingertips. Unsheathed claws.
"Not now Elle."
Narrowed eyes. A paw bats him on the cheek. He yelps as sparks ignite his skin.
"Play nice," she purrs.
He sighs and gives her his full attention.
"What's the game?"
Excitement flares in her eyes. She gives him a feral grin.
"We could see how much you take before your insides fry?" she suggests in a whisper.
She watches the fear in his face.
She basks in it.
He does not reply.
"Or I could practise my sharp shooting…"
She flexes a paw.
A glass explodes.
He stays frozen.
"Of course…there's always…other games…"
She prowls towards him in slow, silken strides.
It makes him nervous.
She rests lightly on his chest.
He tries to breath slow.
"Elle…"
It's a sudden move.
She tenses to pounce.
His throat constricts in fear.
There is a call from outside.
Annoyance flashes across her face, then the creamy smile of content.
"Coming Daddy," she purrs.
Her claws are sheathed.
She retracts them and moves away.
Losing interest, the kitten trots off.
The mouse is left exhausted.
He doesn't mind it when she's playful.
He worries when she's hungry.