When Sylar remained unmoving, she could feel the desperation creeping up on her again. He had closed his eyes, breathing roughly. Claire wiggled her hips and when that got no response, she moved her hand just as he had shown her. She grinned when his jaw tightened and the hand at her hip squeezed.
"Stop, Claire," he ground out.
"I don't want to stop." She palmed his cheek. He leaned into her touch, still not opening his eyes. "Please?"
He moaned and started to wiggle his fingers again. Claire gasped as her head dropped back, a deep shudder racked her body.
She didn't have time to be embarrassed as her vision went black with fireworks. Sylar's brow furrowed in utter concentration.
Claire tried to catch her breath and clam her body down. But, it was still humming from desire. Unable to verbalize her need, she alternately clung to him desperately and shoved his chest away. Confused, he stilled his movements with a groan and gritted teeth.
"Too much?" His voice was raw.
"Not enough," she complained, pulling him close again.
He nodded to himself and lightly pushed her backwards, so that she lay on the desk.
"But I can't reach." His hips were much too far away.
"Hush," he whispered, an inch from her lips. Was this is then? Was he going to take her virginity? She couldn't help but hope he would.
Sylar closed the short distance between them with a soft kiss, barely parting her lips. Despite Claire's protest, he moved his body away from hers, standing between her legs. Grasping each ankle, he helped her place her feet on the desk, knees bent.
Watching her closely, enjoying the way she was also watching him, he knelt down, the perfect height. She began to tremble, whether from nerves or anticipation, he didn't know. Gently, he kissed the inside of her knees, making her whimper. Slowly, he slid his lips up her thighs.
"Aaahhhh!" She gripped his hair, body quivering.
He always knew she would be perfect. Now, he just had to figure out a way to keep her. He wasn't sure if this experience would help or hinder his cause.
"Sy-Sylar," she gasped, pulling his hair. He wiped the smirk off his face before standing up. He was vaguely aware of several couples that had apparently passed out, unable to take anymore. He was annoyed to see Peter was not one of them. He was still busy with two different women. "Please," Claire's begging tone drew his full attention back to her. He cocked his head, waiting for the girl to elaborate. "Please. It's not enough. I need more."
Her eyes were fastened on his manhood and she licked her lips. Sylar groaned, he was really trying to resist what he so desperately wanted. He didn't want her to hate him when this was over.
Sylar snorted at himself and Claire's expression drooped, her eyes coming up to meet his. "You…you don't want me?"
He blinked rapidly, understanding what she read into his reluctance and moment of self ridiculing humor. "Of course I do." He kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear lobe. "You're everything that I want," he whispered so she alone could hear him.
She grabbed the front of his shirt, getting right in his face. "Then take me," she half snarled, half pleaded.
He stared into Claire's lust-filled eyes, losing the war to not ravage her completely. Giving in, he decided to make it as easy as possible for her. Feeling the change bubble down his body, Sylar ignored the pain.
"What are you doing?" she whispered, frozen.
"Being what you want," he hated the weak voice that accompanied Charlie's body. Claire simply shook her head and he began the change into the next body he thought that she might want, Hiro Nakamura. Again, she appeared shocked, so he changed once more.
"Ew! Parkman?"
"You always seemed fond of him," Matt's voice offered with a shrug.
"Fond does not mean attracted to. Plus he's married. Gross."
"Then tell me who you want me to be." He turned his face half away from her.
"Just…just be you. Be Sylar."
Swallowing roughly, he let his true self out on the surface again. His head felt a little floaty as a new wave of pheromones seemed to be unleashed upon him; Claire must have felt it too because she whimpered and pushed her body against his.
"You're sure about this? I think I can resist a little longer." He wasn't sure if the statement was true, but he was willing to try. Most of the others in the room had already passed out, spent. But not Peter, although he was now down to one woman.
"I can't." She pulled his lips to hers, slipping her tongue inside of his mouth, gliding it along his.
Cautiously, wishing it was 'real', Sylar moved forward. Claire mewed into his mouth, body wiggling, ever impatient and then gasped, parting their lips.
Sylar closed his eyes, savoring the feel of her. He forced his breath to even out, calming himself before he lost complete control.
Claire moaned, her voice increasing in volume and breathlessness. When she sank fingernails into his covered shoulders, he expected an almighty scream to rip from her chest, but instead she buried her face in his neck, shuttering so hard no sound could escape her constricted throat.
"God. Oh god," she panted as she came back to herself, holding him close.
Unwilling to move, he rested heavily atop her still clothed form. Sylar pressed a soft kiss just behind her ear, smiling when she sighed and ran her fingers lazily through his sweaty hair.
The still-aware portion of his brain informed him that all but the two women in the far corner had fallen asleep and that the pheromones appeared to be stopped. Footsteps approached, warning him it was time to put his mask back on and get to work. Irritated that he had failed in his attempt to protect her from capture, he shifted to Plan B.
Claire knew it wouldn't be long until this sweet, caring man that had absolutely made love to her, denied it as just a fuck. But, she had seen him without his guard up now. She was sure that whatever was going on, no matter what happened next, Sylar did care for her. All she had to do was endure and be patient and she was positive he would keep her safe.
A/N: Sorry that took so long, my muse and I had a falling out. But things are all patched up now. I don't know how long it will be until the next one's up because of what time of year it is. I'll do my best to get it done soon though.
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