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The Sixth Extinction

Character(s): Gabriel "Sylar" Gray and Claire Bennet
Summary: Building 26 is never shut down. No one convinces the president that it's best to just drop the matter of evolved humans, and Danko is given cart blanche to deal with the super-powered threat as he sees fit. In the next century the Evolved are hunted to the brink of extinction, either out-right exterminated, or imprisoned and exploited for their ability. The number of specials used in this way grows fewer and fewer as time and mishaps progress, but one type is still coveted above all. Exterminating a regenerator is exceedingly difficult, anyway...
Status: In progress/PRIVATE

...all my foolish, fuckin' wishing...Collapse )


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Jan. 14th, 2010 01:09 am (UTC)
"Oh my..." His voice felt like velvet in her ear, his breath hot on her cheek. Claire's skin flushed and her breath hitched in her chest. Oh, how wonderful this felt.
Jan. 14th, 2010 01:39 am (UTC)
As he traced his mouth over her skin his hand massaged along her spine, up her neck and his fingers laced in her hair as he caught her mouth again. There was a little more confidence, a little more fire as he had further proof that this was no fluke. It felt amazing to be both needed and desired.
Jan. 14th, 2010 02:13 am (UTC)
Claire moaned softly through her nose and shifted one more time to raise herself up high enough to straddle Sylar's hips. The blond was an incredibly seductive woman, even when she didn't mean to be and the brunette was pulling all of these desires out of her at the moment, the chief one being physical comfort. There was nothing better than releasing the stresses of life through physical contact with another.
Jan. 14th, 2010 02:28 am (UTC)
He still felt like he was gettig away with something terribly naughty, and he loved every heartbeat of it, shiftig to accomodate her new position. He was sure this no longer became a gentleman, but Claire wasn't complaining, so he wasn't quitting. "God, you are incredible, Claire..." he told her between meetings of their mouths.
Jan. 14th, 2010 03:14 am (UTC)
Now Claire was above him, her hands caressing their way up his chest to his shoulders and around his neck, wrapping herself closer, finger's stroking his hair. She was lost. Hearing him moan, her name upon those sweet lips... the sensations were maddening!
Jan. 14th, 2010 03:27 am (UTC)
He pushed to sit up with her straddling his lap still, his own desire making him a little more agressive, and he had few personal lines and boundaries. He wasn't planning on undressing Claire, but he wouldn't have really thought it through if she suggested. He enjoyed physical sensation very, very much.
Jan. 14th, 2010 03:37 am (UTC)
This was comfortable, happy and felt wonderful... but Claire wasn't prepared to be undressed either. Suddenly, almost strangely, she pulled away from him and looked down with concern.

"I don't want to have sex." She said, her voice very clear in straightforward. "Not that I wouldn't want to have sex with you... I mean!" She stumbled, shaking her head, her hands jumping up to cover her now suddenly flushing face. "I just like this... this is simple... not that sex can't be simple... oh goodness... sorry..."

She felt like a totally idiot! Why did she have to ruin the moment like that!?
Jan. 14th, 2010 03:52 am (UTC)
He laughed, that warm, rich sound as Claire stumbled over herself. "I figure the concept neither disgusts you nor that you're any sort of prude, but I'm okay with it. In fact it's touching, that you don't want to just rush into that sort of thing. This feels good, right now. I'm not in any hurry, though I'm no prude, either mind."
Jan. 14th, 2010 03:57 am (UTC)
"Okay..." Claire smiled, letting out a breath of relief. Her cheeks were still brightly flushed with embarrassment as she took her hands away. "I just didn't want to lead you on and this was suddenly getting so... um... heated." She grinned, rubbing her pink cheeks to try and get the heat out of them.
Jan. 14th, 2010 05:13 am (UTC)
"Yeah," he nodded in agreement. "I have this tendency to get carried away, but I'm infinitely better at putting on the breaks when I'm reminded," he explained. "Not that I've ever forced it," he clarified quickly, "just... Seduced? A couple of times, resulting in short relationships."
Jan. 14th, 2010 06:11 am (UTC)
"Oh, is that what you're trying to do here? Seduce me?" Claire laughed, relaxing now that the embarrassment was seeping out of the moment. She really did feel the fool in the situation. She was over one hundred years old and kissing a boy still got her all flustered. How ridiculous!

Granted, this was a very very special boy...
Jan. 14th, 2010 10:58 am (UTC)
"Hey, I gotta scheme about something," he teased, smiling mischeviously and darting in for a swift peck on the lips. "Though truthfully? I didn't think I had a shot in hell. Between our history and me jumping the gun like an asshole, kissing you like a desperate fool.

"I'm still kind of scared that this will make things awkward," his tone grew a little more serious, honest. "But you're so beautiful and bright, Claire, that I'd be crazy not to kiss you when the moment came."

He smiled and traced her cheek with his fingertip, pushing back some of her golden hair. "I'm not going to try to coerce you into anything," he promised, still honest but a little less grave. "You just need to know I don't have many boundaries, sexually. So whatever your pace, if you ever want to go further, I'll be okay with it. And if you decide you don't, too."

He'd be sorry if she decided they didn't work out with physical intimacy in the mix, but having her comfortable just being around him was way more important than getting her in the sack.
Jan. 14th, 2010 04:32 pm (UTC)
"I've certainly thought about it." Claire laughed, the blush returning to her cheeks. "And I really don't have many boundaries anymore either." She leaned back, her weight still i his lap.

"It's just... it's you." She held out her open palms, expressing her emphasis on the pronoun. "Gabriel 'Sylar' Gray. THE patient zero. I mean, c'mon. You're written about in history books. You know me. You know who I really am. You are probably in the most powerful position to royally fuck me up than anyone in my entire existence, including my largely dysfunctional family.

"And you're so attractive... and I don't mean that in the giddy 'you're hawt' way, not that you aren't handsome." Claire smiled softly, then continued. "You were once SO forbidden, and here you are, ripe for the taking, and don't think I didn't know I had you wrapped around my little finger since you washed my hair that first day home."
Jan. 14th, 2010 10:08 pm (UTC)
"Really?" he couldn't help but look a little pleased with himself when she described him in such profound terms, but he wondered about the obviousness of his need. "Am I that transparent, now? How were you sure I didn't mean to keep you and bat you about like a cat with a trapped mouse?"
Jan. 14th, 2010 10:51 pm (UTC)
"Because if that were so, you wouldn't have had so much fun in my enjoyment. You loved seeing me happy." Claire pointed out, shifting to lean in and nuzzle the brunette's throat. "You wanted me happy."
Jan. 14th, 2010 11:04 pm (UTC)
"Guilty as charged," he smiled shyly and returned the nuzzle. "And I'm glad you knew. I've grown so weary of chasing power. I don't just make others miserable, I make myself unhappy, too. This is so much nicer. It's all too easy to make people scared or angry. But to make some one smile? Now that's a worthy challenge."
Jan. 15th, 2010 02:59 am (UTC)
"I'm worthy of a challenge." She grinned, shifting to pull away only to reposition herself to lay snugly beside him. "And worthy of a good night's sleep." Claire laughed, running her hand over Sylar's belly. "And a good cuddle. I like cuddling."
Jan. 15th, 2010 12:02 pm (UTC)
"I adore cuddling," the brunette agreed, snuggling down beside Claire, humming as his belly was rubbed. "I swear that's all I had in mind. ...at first," he grinned in the dark and stole one last kiss. "Good night, Claire."
Jan. 15th, 2010 12:39 pm (UTC)
"Good night, Gabriel." The blond smiled right back, making herself quite comfortable against the brunette's long, lean frame before she let herself doze off. Once asleep, she was like a tiny kitten on a big fluffy couch. She was all smiles as she slept the best she had since she'd gotten out of Shenoy.
Jan. 15th, 2010 01:06 pm (UTC)
The brunette slept the best he had in months. He and Gwen hadn't gotten to the spending the night phase yet, though he had thought they were close. Now he was able to sleep through the night still and resting deeply. Morning found the both of them waking late, and lazing contentedly through the day.

It wasn't until later, when the brunette decided he was getting a bit fuzzy and due for a shave that anything notable happened. From the bathroom's partially open door there came a yelp, and then a fairly archaic string of curses. He'd startled and sliced a good deep gash in his cheek for it. The wound healed immediately of course, but the blood ran like strawberry syrup through whipped cream over the shaving foam that covered his neck, and the Intuitive was scowling at the mirror, feircely.
Jan. 15th, 2010 06:50 pm (UTC)
Claire shot up out of bed, the noise scaring her awake. She looked around to see what the hell it could have been while her brain tried to catch up on what could make such a noise. Once her mind caught up, she crawled out of bed, a look of concern on her face.

"You okay?" She asked, pushing at the door, looking a bit frazzled, her hair a right bed-headed mess.
Jan. 15th, 2010 11:18 pm (UTC)
"Yeah..." the brunette just sounded a bit confused as he cleaned up the garish red splatters. "Eyes playing tricks on me, that's all." He frowned and tossed the towel he'd used into the sink, then got a look at Claire. "Woah! And maybe they still are, cause you've got a squirrel on your head or something."
Jan. 16th, 2010 12:33 am (UTC)
"Oh shush!" Claire glared semi-angrily before grabbing the brush off the sink and trying to tame her mane. "And what are you seeing? Hopefully not ghosts because if my father has come back to tell me off, you've gatta give him points for punctuality." She winked and smiled so that Sylar knew that the girl was still fine with what happened the night previous.
Jan. 16th, 2010 08:24 am (UTC)
The brunette looked at her side long for a moment as he cleaned the blade and prepared to shave again. "It wouldn't be the first time Nathan's ghost has interfered. This ability has been little more than a curse and I should have known better than to accept a gift from your grandmother." He scoweled at the mirror and continued shaving.
Jan. 16th, 2010 02:40 pm (UTC)
"I wasn't talking about Nathan." Claire smiled knowingly. Sylar's beef wasn't with the long dead politician. The brunette certainly had more volatile history with a certain horn-rimmed glasses wearing man.

"What did you see?" She asked, this time rather curiously.
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