Title: Choices
Pairing/Characters: Noah/Claire/Nathan
Rating: NC17
Summary: Written for the 47_trek_47 Heroes Anonymous Kink Meme
Nonny's Prompt: HRG/Claire/Nathan blindfold you have to make your choice, Claire!
Word Count: 1,546

The setup is complete. They thought very hard about this, both agreeing it's for the best. They both love her equally, they both know it's wrong, they both want her equally, and they both know they won't share. They have a reluctant truce right now. They work together, they share custody of her, but even so they will not share her with the other, so it's her choice.

"Claire, I'm sure you recognize my voice."

"And mine... Though we've not interacted as much."

"This is your choice. This seems like-"

"The only possible way to settle this-"

"Situation." Claire Bennet was very confused. She was bound to a chair, naked with a blindfold on and the two voices, her fathers, were coming from the same direction. She could not tell who was where, though she heard movements, and felt shifts in the air currents.

"What is going on... Dad? Nathan?" She asked as she tried to move. Her wrists were secured by duct tape, she didn't need to see in order to know. Her legs were free, but that did little to calm her. She was naked in a chair in front of her dad and biological father.

"This is for-"

"The best, Clairebear." The fact that they seemed to be finishing each other's sentences started to irritate her. She turned her head to the left when a shuffling sound caught her ear.

"Dad, why are you doing this?" She asked, pleaded. She stiffened when a finger caressed up her thigh and a furious blush colored her cheeks as the sensations shot straight between her legs. She instinctively clamped them shut.

"No questions from you princess."

"You have to decide, Clairebear."

"We both know you want us..." The last statement made her gasp. She pulled on the bands around her wrists again as the blush on her cheeks darkened and her insides seeped. All of a sudden it wasn't the fact that she was being held against her will, naked and blindfolded that had her upset, but the fact that they could both see her, read her reactions that had her wetter than the ocean.

"The thing is Clairebear, we can't share you." Her dad's voice was so calm, so controlled that it was almost like a dream... The things he was insinuating. She didn't jump this time when she felt the caress on her left thigh. They both knew now, there was no point in pretending to be innocent.

"Tell me what I have to do." She said, straightening her back, head held high, wearing that blush proudly now. "How does this... Game end?"

"You have to choose."

"One of us."

"But it's not that simple... See I know you princess even if I didn't raise you."

"Nathan thinks you'll pick me, Clairebear, and I wouldn't be happier if you did."

"But see that's not fair because I know you want me too. Just as much as I want you."

"So this will consist of touches. Who do you know the best?"

"Can you pick your Daddies touches out-"

"From Nathan's?" The blush drained from her face as she realized what was to happen. She couldn't see them. She could hear them, but then that wasn't much use when she didn't know one's sounds from the other. She also realized that they themselves weren't talking and they wouldn't because she could easily tell them apart that way. They were silent. As much silent as she was blind. Claire was scared. She wanted them both, God she'd share them for all eternity if she could, but they could not share her. This would be the toughest decision of her life.

"Let's begin... with a kiss, but first the rules."

"Each touch will be two-fold."

"One from me."

"And one from me."

"You'll guess which is which."

"Each correct answer gets two points for that-"

"Daddy. Each wrong answer gets one point for the other-"

"Father. Round-"

"One. A Kiss." Claire didn't have time to wonder about the rules, though she'd never have to have them repeated. She hoped like hell that she could tell the difference. The first feeling she got was a palm on her cheek, just the palm, no fingers. She knew Nathan's fingers were short and thick where as her dad's were long and slender, so they'd planned on that at least. The lips that touched her were smooth and soft. The kiss was slow, tender and very intimate. His tongue gently pressing against her lips for access. Claire smiled around his tongue. She knew this. This was her dad. He was always gentle with her.

What Claire had not bargained for was the fact that the second pair of lips were just as soft, just as smooth and just as tender. Both kisses mirrored the other. She was beginning to panic and after the second kiss was done, did not have a clue which way to vote. Fuck, fuck, fuck, was her litany as she tried to pick which tasted like her dad and which was Nathan. She'd never actually kissed either on the mouth before tonight.

"Your answers Claire?"

"No- Nathan was first and Noah was second." She licked her lips hoping she sounded more certain than she felt. "Is... Is that right? Who gets the points?" She asked disparately wanting to know the outcome.

"We're sorry Claire-"

"But the outcome won't be revealed until-"

"The end of the game."

"Round Two-" Round after round Claire tried to focus and decided who was who. Their movements were the exact same. Any sign that she'd know them for were covered up or removed. She was actually guessing from round to round and if her hands would have been free, then she'd have bitten all her nails off by now.

"Oh... Oh God!" She moaned and panted as the second man licked, lapped, nibbled, and sucked at her clit. She wanted to much more, having already been teased by the first man, but no fingers were being used. She whimpered as the small kiss above her sex signaled the end. She panted, keening at the loss of stimulation. "Please don't stop there! Gods!" She begged childishly. Her fingers itched to finish what both bastards had started. "Why can't I have you both?!" She screamed all of a sudden as she realized that this was the last round. Other than fucking her with dicks she's never seen nor felt before, there were no other tests of touch to conduct.

"Your answers?"

She took several deep breathes, rubbing her thighs together, but groaned when that did nothing to alleviate the pressure. "Oh Fuck. Um... Um, Na- No Noah was first, Nathan second." Surely Nathan would be the one to bite so much. As the tests had went on, little differences in their actions had finally surfaced and though it wasn't enough to clearly point to who it was, it was enough that she at least felt secure in her choices.

"That was-"

"The last round, Clairebear."

"You did very well."

"Now." The word was whispered into her right ear. Her dad's breath ghosting over her skin sending shivers up and down her spine. She felt his hand splayed on her right thigh.

"The results." Nathan's breath passing over her neck on her left side, his hand mirrored to Noah's. Claire shivered in anticipation wondering who had won. Who had she chosen?

"Fuck." The whispered curse came from the left side and Claire couldn't help but smile as her heart lept for joy. Noah had won! Her dad had won! Her insides twisted with the knowledge that she'd finally get to fuck him. God she wanted him now, but then she felt the loss of never knowing Nathan like that. Would be easier if I could share... She thought.

"I can't believe it." The disbelief in her dad's voice stopped her mental victory lap. She felt cold now. Nathan sounded so disappointed and yet so had her dad.

"Don't you dare leave me in the dark! Who won?" She asked anticipating bad news, but then reconsidered as they were both very handsome prizes.

"I can't believe it's a fucking tie." Nathan's voice was angry, irritated.

"We didn't consider that she'd get them all right. I mean two points for each round for the both of us and it's a tie." There was a momentary paralysis of shock. She'd gotten everyone of them right?! Then a small devilish smile crept across her lips.

"I've made my choice then. I get you both."

"I won't share with him!" They both yelled at the same time, jarring her eardrums.

"Excuse me?! You both decided I needed to choose. You both decided on just 'how' to make me choose. I CHOSE! You are both mine and no amount of bitching or suck-upery will ever make up for this humiliation and un-gratifying game you put me through." Her chest rose and fell as she caught her breath and as she shifted her legs she remembered just how unsatisfied she really was. "Now then, if someone doesn't untie me, take this blind fold off of me, and fuck me senseless right now. There. Will. Be. Hell to pay later."