Sylar's Secret
Title: Sylar's Secret
Pairing: Sylar/Elle of course!
Rating: err... bit on the R side.
Disclaimer: I.. am proud to say that I do own Heroes! Cha... yeah right.
Sylar’s Secret…
It had been an uneventful day; Elle was restless and had been procrastinating on her paperwork for Pinehurst. She was beginning to get bored when Sylar entered her quarters. “Hey, you want to get some ice cream at the mall?” He asked as he leaned against the door frame, studying her features. “Only if I can do some shopping while we’re there!” Elle replied casually as she took her jacket that was lying on the chair and walked out of the room, Sylar in tow.
Minutes later they were strolling down the mall, arm in arm as Elle went from store to store checking the sales that, according to Sylar, “were never ending.” She was just about done when she stopped in front of the final store on her mental list. “Oh no, you are NOT dragging me in there! Absolutely not.” Sylar responded as he glanced at her pouty face, realizing he was about to be dragged into Victoria’s Secret.
“I’ll only be a second; you can wait outside the dressing rooms.” Elle pleaded with Sylar as she practically dragged him through the store.
Sylar was covering his face with the ice cream cone as Elle went from drawer to drawer looking for cute lingerie. With his other hand he was trying to hide the hard on he was getting from seeing all the skimpy items she was picking up. As she made her way to the fitting room, arms full of garments, Sylar quickly sat down on one of the nearby chairs, covering himself with his arms.
“Excuse me miss? Can you help me find this size in a…”
Someone had asked the fitting room attendant for some help and pulled her away. Sylar, who was sitting nearby, took this opportunity to sneak into the fitting rooms. It wasn’t hard to find which stall Elle was in, the store place was practically empty and all the doors were swung open except for the one at the very end. He quickly made his way to the back, using his power he unlocked the door and crept in.
Elle was stripping down to try on the negligee when Sylar walked in behind her. Jumping up in surprise she turned around as he pulled her in for a deep kiss. Before she knew it he was half undressed and hungrily lavishing her with kisses. Elle responded, the heat pooling in her center as he sucked on her breast, his hands roaming her back and sides. She undid his belt buckle and pants, grasping him through his boxer shorts as he tried to kick out of his pants. When Elle grasped him and moved her hand along his length, he got tangled in his pants and fell forward, she laughed as he propped himself up with his hand pulling down his boxers. She wrapped her legs and arms around him, tugging gently at him while her other hand played with his scrotum. He sat down on the bench attached to the wall as Elle’s lower lips hovered above his shaft, his hands coming up to her hips. Instead of guiding him into her, though, she sat on top of him, sliding her wetness along him back and forth along his length as it strained upwards against her. She let him feel her heat before sliding forward again until he was poised at her entrance. Sylar’s eyes were hooded, dark with desire as she teased him, sliding onto his tip and then pulling away from him again. She tried it once again but his hands gripped her harder and he pushed firmly up into her, causing Elle to groan as he filled her.
“Tease,” he growled, as he entered into her again, moving one hand to her breast, kneading her, pinching her nipples as she moved slightly over him to allow him to thrust deeper. Elle was matching his rhythm when his other hand left her hip and started stroking her clitoris, running his fingers through the wetness escaping her as they joined together. He wrapped an arm around her back as he latched onto her breast, his tongue moving in time with his fingers below as Elle came suddenly, falling forward as he continued to suck and thrust upwards. His thumb still manipulating her clitoris and his deeper thrusts hit her G-spot, as a long drawn out “Gaaaaaabriel” escaped her lips. He jerked her closer and the sudden movement caused her to climax again, a wordless scream torn from her throat. Sylar sunk his teeth into her shoulder, sending fresh spasms coursing through her body. “Elllleeeeee!” came from his throat as her walls milked him, enclosing around his length as she covered his mouth with hers to keep from making any sounds. She sucked his lower lip, biting it as he moved to take an earlobe between his teeth.
“Excuse me miss? No one is supposed to be in there with you.” The employee said, as she banged on the door.
“Oh, I was just getting an opinion on some garments. He was just leaving.” Elle replied, as they both quickly got dressed, her face flushing red knowing she would never dare come back to this store again. As they both walked out, Sylar grinned at the attendant, a satisfied look on his face as they casually walked out of the store.
A/N: Sorry it’s been a while, not only did I have the bad case of writers block but I was also busy. Yes I know this one is really short… and though I know I’m breaking some cardinal rule about criticizing my own stuff… it wasn’t really well planned out. Normally I take a week to develop the idea then I type but since it was a spur the moment type of story that needed to be sent out I present you with this! Hope it was semi-satisfactory to any readers I may have made with the Heroes -SyElle one shots series.
Pairing: Sylar/Elle of course!
Rating: err... bit on the R side.
Disclaimer: I.. am proud to say that I do own Heroes! Cha... yeah right.
Sylar’s Secret…
It had been an uneventful day; Elle was restless and had been procrastinating on her paperwork for Pinehurst. She was beginning to get bored when Sylar entered her quarters. “Hey, you want to get some ice cream at the mall?” He asked as he leaned against the door frame, studying her features. “Only if I can do some shopping while we’re there!” Elle replied casually as she took her jacket that was lying on the chair and walked out of the room, Sylar in tow.
Minutes later they were strolling down the mall, arm in arm as Elle went from store to store checking the sales that, according to Sylar, “were never ending.” She was just about done when she stopped in front of the final store on her mental list. “Oh no, you are NOT dragging me in there! Absolutely not.” Sylar responded as he glanced at her pouty face, realizing he was about to be dragged into Victoria’s Secret.
“I’ll only be a second; you can wait outside the dressing rooms.” Elle pleaded with Sylar as she practically dragged him through the store.
Sylar was covering his face with the ice cream cone as Elle went from drawer to drawer looking for cute lingerie. With his other hand he was trying to hide the hard on he was getting from seeing all the skimpy items she was picking up. As she made her way to the fitting room, arms full of garments, Sylar quickly sat down on one of the nearby chairs, covering himself with his arms.
“Excuse me miss? Can you help me find this size in a…”
Someone had asked the fitting room attendant for some help and pulled her away. Sylar, who was sitting nearby, took this opportunity to sneak into the fitting rooms. It wasn’t hard to find which stall Elle was in, the store place was practically empty and all the doors were swung open except for the one at the very end. He quickly made his way to the back, using his power he unlocked the door and crept in.
Elle was stripping down to try on the negligee when Sylar walked in behind her. Jumping up in surprise she turned around as he pulled her in for a deep kiss. Before she knew it he was half undressed and hungrily lavishing her with kisses. Elle responded, the heat pooling in her center as he sucked on her breast, his hands roaming her back and sides. She undid his belt buckle and pants, grasping him through his boxer shorts as he tried to kick out of his pants. When Elle grasped him and moved her hand along his length, he got tangled in his pants and fell forward, she laughed as he propped himself up with his hand pulling down his boxers. She wrapped her legs and arms around him, tugging gently at him while her other hand played with his scrotum. He sat down on the bench attached to the wall as Elle’s lower lips hovered above his shaft, his hands coming up to her hips. Instead of guiding him into her, though, she sat on top of him, sliding her wetness along him back and forth along his length as it strained upwards against her. She let him feel her heat before sliding forward again until he was poised at her entrance. Sylar’s eyes were hooded, dark with desire as she teased him, sliding onto his tip and then pulling away from him again. She tried it once again but his hands gripped her harder and he pushed firmly up into her, causing Elle to groan as he filled her.
“Tease,” he growled, as he entered into her again, moving one hand to her breast, kneading her, pinching her nipples as she moved slightly over him to allow him to thrust deeper. Elle was matching his rhythm when his other hand left her hip and started stroking her clitoris, running his fingers through the wetness escaping her as they joined together. He wrapped an arm around her back as he latched onto her breast, his tongue moving in time with his fingers below as Elle came suddenly, falling forward as he continued to suck and thrust upwards. His thumb still manipulating her clitoris and his deeper thrusts hit her G-spot, as a long drawn out “Gaaaaaabriel” escaped her lips. He jerked her closer and the sudden movement caused her to climax again, a wordless scream torn from her throat. Sylar sunk his teeth into her shoulder, sending fresh spasms coursing through her body. “Elllleeeeee!” came from his throat as her walls milked him, enclosing around his length as she covered his mouth with hers to keep from making any sounds. She sucked his lower lip, biting it as he moved to take an earlobe between his teeth.
“Excuse me miss? No one is supposed to be in there with you.” The employee said, as she banged on the door.
“Oh, I was just getting an opinion on some garments. He was just leaving.” Elle replied, as they both quickly got dressed, her face flushing red knowing she would never dare come back to this store again. As they both walked out, Sylar grinned at the attendant, a satisfied look on his face as they casually walked out of the store.
A/N: Sorry it’s been a while, not only did I have the bad case of writers block but I was also busy. Yes I know this one is really short… and though I know I’m breaking some cardinal rule about criticizing my own stuff… it wasn’t really well planned out. Normally I take a week to develop the idea then I type but since it was a spur the moment type of story that needed to be sent out I present you with this! Hope it was semi-satisfactory to any readers I may have made with the Heroes -SyElle one shots series.