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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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i_can_fix_it
May. 10th, 2011 08:20 am (UTC)
Sylar groaned, hands planting on the mattress so that he could push up against her grinding hips. "Especially when they're usually so good," he chuckled as he grinned, leaning forward so that he could breathe in the scent of her hair.

He lifted one hand to run up along the curve of her back, circling around along her ribs and beneath one supple breast. "Makes me want you all the more," he purred into the nape of her neck, biting the golden skin there.
invincibleblond
Jun. 15th, 2011 03:23 am (UTC)
"Well, I think I can safely say we've moved past a simple lap dance, Mr. Gray." Claire grinned, rolling her hips to give Sylar the full effect. She was so aroused, the inside of her thighs ached with desire. It was like she could feel her heartbeat just below her bellybutton, pulsing loud and fervent.

With a light push to the brunette's shoulders, she topped him, sliding her hands beneath his shirt while hovering seductively above him.

"Tell me what you want." She whispered softly, a smoky essence to her voice.
i_can_fix_it
Jul. 6th, 2011 01:10 pm (UTC)
His stiffening cock throbbed under her ministrations, his torso arching softly under her touch. The tip of his tongue darted out between his lips before he answered, a smirk following as he considered his position on his back, "If we're past the simple version, how about the deluxe? Because right now, like this, I want to feel and watch you ride me. Get yourself off, my cock inside," one hand traveled low over her tummy, the heel of his palm massaging her pelvis.
invincibleblond
Dec. 22nd, 2011 04:35 am (UTC)
"Well, I suppose being naked would help." Claire smiled slyly. "Perhaps you can help me remove my underthings?" As she spoke, she pulled the hem of Sylar's shirt upward and over his shoulders, tossing the article aside.

"I mean, I can handle the top…" The blond winked, leaning back up to reach behind herself, easily unclasping her bra and letting the garment fall away to reveal her swollen breasts. "It's just the bottoms I think you'll want to take care of."
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