Title: Hell
Pairing/Characters: Nathan/Claire/Noah
Rating: NC17
Summary: Prompt #9 of 20 Actually written for the 47_trek_47 Heroes Anonymous Kink Meme
Nonny's Prompt: Noah/Claire/Nathan - who does Claire really belong to? Noah or Nathan as aggressor, other one as forced voyeur
Throwing her bag down, Claire sinks into the couch in the tiny living room of the apartment Noah Bennet now lived in. It'd been a very heated debate between Sandra and Noah on who'd come visit first, Lyle or Claire. Sandra reasoned, though not in a mean way, that Lyle should since he was Noah's biological son. Noah reasoned, though not in a truthful way, that Claire should since she was the oldest. In the end Noah won and promised to take Lyle for the next two weeks when Claire went back.
"It's good to have you here Clairebear..." Noah said as he was walking out the door. Just because Claire was here didn't mean he could forget about his job. Claire didn't like it, wouldn't tolerate it, but at lease here she could do a lot more good for the ones REBEL keeps sending her after. So while Noah Bennet worked at capturing innocent people, Claire moonlighted around helping the same ones. Eventually Danko found out though and told Nathan and Noah about it.
"I am very disappointed in you young lady." Noah said as both he and Nathan walked through the apartment door in Dupont Circle. Claire, sitting on the couch, rolls her eyes.
"What have I done now?" She asks wondering if for once her disguise hadn't been good enough.
"Claire this is not some game?!" Nathan shouts all of a sudden. Noah puts up a restraining arm as Claire's expression turns to indignation.
"No this isn't a game NATHAN! Those are innocent people you're trying to lock away! I have to help as many as I can!" Her shouts raises her from the couch. "How dare you! Both of you!" She shouts looking from one father to the other. She turns her back on them, knowing the only place to run to is either Noah's bedroom or the bathroom. Shitty apartment... She thinks heading for the bathroom.
"Nathan!" She hears Noah yell as a firm hand pinches her upper arm.
"What?! Let go of me!" She yells in the Senator's face as he continues to walk her towards Noah's bedroom.
"Nathan..." Noah's words leave him as he watches his adopted daughter being forced into his bedroom. He can't stop Nathan, but he can make sure nothing too bad happens.
"Sit down!" Nathan yells right back at Claire as he throws her towards the bed. He doesn't hurt her, can't hurt her, but she knows something isn't normal about this. Her eyes dart from Nathan's angry ones to Noah's hooded ones as he walks through the bedroom door and then closes it.
"What the hell is going on? Dad?!" She asks, pleads as she looks into Noah's eyes. He bows his head as Nathan smirks.
"He's not here to help you, not this time princess." Nathan says as he looks at Noah. Noah looks away but starts removing his coat. Claire is very confused now.
"I... I thought this was about getting caught by Danko, about helping the people you're trying to lock away?!" Claire yells as Nathan advances towards her. He's coat already on the floor, Claire watching dumbfounded as Noah bends to pick it up.
"Dad?!" Claire yells once more as if demanding an explanation. Nathan's hands are on her now. Holding her arms as his eyes invade her view of Noah Bennet.
"No see Claire, this isn't about that at all. Danko is my bitch, just like Noah, your dad is. See you're mine. Everyone answers to me, eventually... Might as well start your training now." He says as his mouth drinks away Claire's protests.
Noah sits in the only chair in the small cramped bedroom and watches. That's all he can do. He learned a couple of weeks ago that Nathan had more power than he'd first thought. Noah's methods of dominating people had not worked on the shorter man, instead it'd backfired on him.
He had to turn his head as Nathan ripped Claire's clothes off, tearing her panties and tossing them aside like a rag. Nathan wasn't brutal, but Claire was resisting just as he'd resisted not two weeks ago. Noah had thought that his height would have given him the advantage it just wasn't the case. Claire's much smaller frame was even easier for Nathan to dominate as he pinned her to the bed.
The hardest part was ignoring Claire's plees for help. He was her dad, but what Nathan was doing was also something Noah himself had wanted to do several times before. Every time her pout-y mouth talked back to him, every time her attitude reared its ugly head, every time she smiled at him and allowed him to kiss the top of her head and hug her body close to his.
In the end, Noah was not surprised when Claire stopped fight and began to enjoy the sensations and movements. Jealousy roared inside his chest as he watched Nathan fuck his daughter, but Nathan had promised that eventually Claire would accept them both. If Claire hated Nathan, but could enjoy his cock, then perhaps his time with Claire would be far more enjoyable for the both of them.
When it was all said and done. Noah stripped himself and crawled into the bed. Lying on his side Claire between him and Nathan. His arms encircle Claire as she sleeps and is rewarded with her body sinking into his soft embrace. "You'll see Clairebear, soon, that belonging to Nathan isn't at all like Hell." She mumbled something in her sleep as Nathan's arm slipped across both Claire and Noah's bodies possessively.