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Sexual situations follow, so if you don't like that sort of thing, skip this chapter.

Claire and Sylar 'bond'

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Sylar smiled as he saw the red light turn off. He breathed her scent in before reaching up to pull her shirt over her head. She immediately covered her breasts with her arms. Sylar smiled and gently pulled them back before easily removing her bra. She tried to pull away.

"Don't. You're beautiful." He leaned down and took one taut nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before lightly biting down.

Claire gasped and arched into him.

"Oh gods, Sylar…please." She moaned.

Sylar chuckled as he untied her bottoms and pulled them from her hips.

"Wait, wait…I don't know…Sylar." Claire whispered. "I don't know what to do. I've never…"

"I know, just let me take care of everything. I promise, it'll be good. Just relax." Sylar stood up and removed his shirt and pants as well, smiling as Claire's eyes widened. He crawled in between her legs, peppering kisses from her knees upward.

"Sylar!" She gasped. "What are you…"

"Just relax." He repeated, as he gave her his signature smirk before he resumed his quest up her thigh. When he reached her apex, he glanced back up at her and was rewarded by seeing her head thrown back and her mouth gasping as she was swept away in her first orgasm. Sylar groaned as he felt her rush of moisture against his mouth.

"Oh Jesus, Sylar…oh god, what are you doing to me?" She thrashed back and forth as her body seemed to respond on its own volition.

"I'm making you mine." He whispered into her stomach.

He made his way up her body, licking, nipping and kissing his way to her lips.

Claire's eyes shot open as Sylar brought his mouth to hers, his tongue gently parting her lips, allowing him to kiss her deeply. Claire moaned into his mouth as she tasted herself on him.

Pulling away, Sylar looked down at her face, his fingers finding her center. He pressed on her swollen bundle of nerves before pushing in first one, then two fingers. Claire gasped at the intrusion of her virginal channel before bucking up. Sylar smirked as Claire struggled to bring him in deeper. He added a third finger and curved them, finding her elusive points, making her gasp and writhe with the sensations he was eliciting in her.

"Oh god Sylar! Please, please…" She was panting, pushing harder, searching for something…something she couldn't quantify.

"Please? Oh, Claire-bear, don't I please?" He chuckled against her neck.

"Sylar!" She pounded on his back. "I need…please…" She begged.

"Are you sure? Are you ready for all of me, Claire?" He was snidely asking permission.

"I need you, please Sylar. Yes, please." Her voice was thick with need.

He positioned himself between her thighs and guided his cock to her entrance. He shuddered at her tightness, but pushed in slowly.

"This is gonna hurt." He ground out. "You're so tight. God, baby, so tight."

"I don't feel any pain, remember." She whispered into his shoulder.

"Oh, Claire, you're gonna feel this, I promise." He pushed in and felt her barrier tear. Looking down at her face he saw the surprise as the pain of being penetrated hit her. He stilled to allow her to adjust.

Sylar whispered into her ear. "See? I told you." He groaned. "Are you okay?"

Taking a deep breath, he felt her nod. He pushed in a bit farther and she hissed.

"Claire?" He questioned as he stopped.

"Oh god, Sylar, it feels so…it hurts but it feels so…" She pulled back before pushing into him, pulling him deep within her.

"I never knew this was how it would feel." She looked up at his face, her hand coming to rest on his cheek. "Please, please…" Still not knowing exactly what she was asking for, yet never-the-less begging for it.

Sylar chuckled and began the rhythm that was older than time. He filled her and she took him all in, finding and meeting his cadence, reveling in the completeness. For so long she had felt nothing, no pain, no pleasure. But now, she felt the pain, but the pleasure over-compensated to the point that she never wanted him to stop.

The feelings he was experiencing were beyond anything he'd ever known. She was just a girl for fuck's sake. Just a lay, but with her holding him, with her kissing and licking any part of him that she could find, with her engulfing him so deeply, he felt attached, he felt…he felt home. Stealing an ability had never felt so complete. If he could fuck her for the rest of his life, he was sure he'd never feel that hunger again.

Claire wrapped her legs around his waist, wanting to bring him in deeper, he pushed in again, slowly. As she pushed back into him he began to pick up the pace again causing a delicious friction that had Claire screaming his name as another ascent into heaven began.

"Fuck! Sylarrrr!" Claire's walls spasmed around him so tightly he knew he was going to come with her. He banged into her, meeting her thrusts with such force he was afraid he might hurt her. But she just kept chanting his name, digging her fingers into him, tightening her legs around him.

She fell but he was right behind her, releasing his seed deep within her. If she really was ovulating, he had no doubt that a zygote was goin' crazy. He fell on her, his breath coming in short gasps, before rolling onto his side, bringing her along with him.

Claire took a shaky breath and rested her head on his chest, her legs still tangled up with his.

"Wow, so that's what the big deal is all about." She looked up into Sylar's face. "You'd think people would be doing that in every available nook and cranny."

He chuckled. "Well, that was pretty extraordinary."

"Nathan and Angela should be pleased." Her chin was propped up on his chest. "I mean, there gonna get just what they want." She rose up on her elbows to look into his face.

"How can I hate you, hate all that you've done, yet want you so badly?" She asked him.

"The drugs." She felt him shrug.

"You know as well as I do that it isn't just the drugs. You haven't lied to me yet, that's all we have Sylar, please don't start now." She chastised.

"Okay, no lies. I…I want you. More than anything I've ever wanted." He stated flatly.

"Hmmm, more than a pre-cog ability?" She smiled.

He hesitated. If he told her the truth, she'd have him. But he promised.

"More than any ability." Sylar looked away from her.

Claire frowned. "Really? Good sex can satisfy the hunger?"

"Good sex? Probably not. Fucking great sex that's almost a religious experience? It looks like." Sylar grimaced at his confession. "But don't think you have me trained, little girl. I'm still the monster your daddy and grandma made me."

She sighed as she repositioned herself, giggling as she felt his instant reaction.

"Really? Again? I thought it took…" She was cut off as Sylar pushed her onto her back and took her lips in a heated kiss before he pushed himself back into her.

"Jesus, Claire. I could fuck you forever." Sylar bent his head peppering kissed onto her neck and shoulders. Claire arched up into him as she moaned deeply.

"Forever, yes, fuck me forever." She repeated as she felt the beginnings of her next orgasm.