A sharp, pleased laugh teased from my throat. "That's my boy," I murmured. My body pressed, flush, against his, my finger now tracing up and down his spine. "You liked feeling my pretty neck snap, didn't you?"
Reaching forward, I took his earlobe between my teeth, ever so gently. Tugged it with the smallest hint of a growl. "You want to do it again, don't you?" Lips dragged along his jaw, feather light. "Hear me whimper? Make my blood rush in my veins? Feel my fear?"
A wide, wicked grin crossed my face. "More alike than even you know," I whispered, looking at him, my black eyes meeting his brown.
My voice had turned into this husky thread of silk, honey golden against the silence. It wound around Sylar, tugging him to me, making the sound of it, the smell of my skin, the feel of my body, the only things that would matter. I was pulling an aura, wrapping my will around his to make me be the entire focus of his attention.
"Do you want to hurt me, Sylar?" I asked, licking my lips slowly. "Do you want to feel me under you, helpless? To know you have the power to do," my finger had worked its way to run across his stomach and now dipped lower as my smile grew, "anything?"
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Date: 2007-09-09 06:45 pm (UTC)Reaching forward, I took his earlobe between my teeth, ever so gently. Tugged it with the smallest hint of a growl. "You want to do it again, don't you?" Lips dragged along his jaw, feather light. "Hear me whimper? Make my blood rush in my veins? Feel my fear?"
A wide, wicked grin crossed my face. "More alike than even you know," I whispered, looking at him, my black eyes meeting his brown.
My voice had turned into this husky thread of silk, honey golden against the silence. It wound around Sylar, tugging him to me, making the sound of it, the smell of my skin, the feel of my body, the only things that would matter. I was pulling an aura, wrapping my will around his to make me be the entire focus of his attention.
"Do you want to hurt me, Sylar?" I asked, licking my lips slowly. "Do you want to feel me under you, helpless? To know you have the power to do," my finger had worked its way to run across his stomach and now dipped lower as my smile grew, "anything?"