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[heroslayer]

He'd let her sleep until somewhere nearing nine o'clock the next morning, occupying his own time spent awake thumbing through a book, sure that it was the safest of all of his options. She'd gotten up, surprisingly without complaint, taken a few minutes to get her bearings, then slipped out the door to bring back the breakfast she'd promised him the night before. He wasn't sure why she hadn't asked what he'd wanted, whether she figured they liked the same things or if she'd simply forgotten, but it had amused him just the same.

Returning to the couch, a hint of a smile on his face, he'd pulled his book back into his lap and waited for her to return. And some twenty minutes later she had, carrying two take-out plates full of surprisingly decent pancakes and a half gallon of ice cream -- for the pancakes, of course. They'd moved into the kitchen and she'd pestered him into telling the rest of his life story as they ate.

Now out of words, or at least things he could talk about without having to edit immensely, the sat in silence as they finished up their breakfast. After a moment, though, he couldn't help but suggest, "Your turn."

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[heroslayer]

"Never bothered me much," he shot back, still watching her. Taking what he wanted had never particularly bothered him either, and that in mind, he darted in to kiss her viciously. There was, of course, the chance that she might throw him into the nearest wall, but at least he could argue that she had started it.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

"Well you are a man. Soiled fingernails a probably not a big deal to you. I'm..." she started, but was cut off by his lips against hers, and it sent her arms flailing a bit. She was startled by it, caught off guard, but it only took a beat for it to be returned, arching to mold herself against him, with arms going up around his neck, and a hand in his hair.

[heroslayer]

He pulled away after a moment, though he didn't stray far, and resumed watching her, his eyebrows raised. It was though he was daring her to comment on the kiss. And if she didn't, he'd make some smartass comment himself.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

And she was slightly out of breath when he did pull back, and needed to catch it, her eyes wide as she stared at him. She opened her mouth for a moment, but closed it again as no sound came out, not able to find the right words, or the correct smartass comment to come with, so really, he should take it.

[heroslayer]

Offering her a lazy smirk, he mumbled, "Wonder if that counts as narcissism."

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

"Did you really just..." She stared, and then laughed. "I'm...not sure it's ever been considered," she replied, but then, and with a smirk she leaned up, standing on her toes so that she could press another quick kiss to his lips. "If it does, I don't care much."

"Does that make me a slut?"

[heroslayer]

"I don't know." Probably, but it seemed like he had a thing for sluts. Maya had gone off for sloppy seconds with Suresh. Elle had been something of an exhibitionist, moaning loud enough he was half certain that was how Bennet had found them. Claire had whored around with more guys than he could count. "But I don't think I care either way."

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

"Ah, well it's good to know that you don't care." She smiled, and then finally moved away from the sink, turning it on without touching it as she went back towards the living room to observe. "So where do we go from here?"

[heroslayer]

He took a moment to wash his hands off, despite his protests that the blood didn't bother him, and then he was joining Gabriella out in the living room. The sink switched off on its own, back in the kitchen.

"We should probably get out of here." And find something to test their new toy on that wasn't one of Crystal's damn cats.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

Her cheeks were red as she went into the other room, glad that he couldn't see. She wasn't sure how to react to what had just happened in the kitchen. Kissing him and all that, since he was her, and she was him. But maybe that explained the spark. She wanted it to, at least.

"Right. Of course. And then I want to be able to get clothes so I have something to wear other than this."

Again with the vanity. She was grinning though, and gave him a playful smile, before taking his arm. It was the least he could do. "Are we flying again?"

[heroslayer]

"Why not?" He didn't bother to wait for an answer, the question purely rhetorical, guiding her towards the door again. "It's easier than walking and we can stop at your apartment on the way back."

Assuming she had her own apartment and didn't still live with her father, anyway. Though, if she did, he had to admit to a strange curiosity -- he half wanted to meet her father to see if he was anything like Virginia Gray.

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

"Can we take longer this time?" She was eager now -- excited, but they didn't have something they needed to tend to now, and could take the time to take it in. At least, that's what she wanted to do. She just hoped he would agreed to it. "Perfect. I'm assuming I'm spending the night with you again, then? Though...you can have the bed tonight. If you want. Unless you want to share it, or something."

She adverted her gaze as she bit her lip then, and then gave him the address to her apartment. She lived alone, but her father was close. A meeting between the two could be arranged, of course. However, she had to figure out just how she'd explain him, since he was bound to be suspicious.

[heroslayer]

"Like I said, I don't sleep much," he said, not bothering to answer her question. Longer was fine; she'd find out that much when he didn't ask for her address right away. "I didn't bother last night and I'll probably only take a few hours, tonight."

He looked over at her, thoughtfully. "We'll see how I'm feeling when it gets later." And if he still felt like trying to seduce her.

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

"I know you said that, but I still don't want to impose." She stopped when they got to the alley again, turning to wrap her arms around his neck, tighter this time as she was sure he wasn't going to drop her. Too trusting, probably, but hopefully it would work out in her favour. "It's your apartment, so you should be comfortable."

A smile, and for a moment she was tempted to kiss him again; leading to her licking her lips thoughtfully. "Right. We'll see."

[heroslayer]

He raised his eyebrows at the look she gave him, almost smirking, that same I dare you look he had earlier back in place. He said nothing, however, nor was he the one to start them off this time. Instead, he simply wrapped his arms back around her waist, pulling her close, and look away to the sky before lifting off just as hurriedly as he had last time.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

The look, and the dare in it made her press her lips together as she thought it through, how good of an idea it was, and at the same how bad. But then they were up in the air, and her grip on him tightened; pressing herself against him so she didn't slip away. This time though she took the chance to look around. To see everything below them, and let the rush of adrenalin run through her.

"Tell me, Sylar. Are you good at multitasking?"

[heroslayer]

His lips twitched, vague amusement apparent on his face in spite of his attempts at hiding it. "Yeah." A beat, and then although he didn't really need to -- a blind man could see where this was going -- he asked, "Why?"

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

"Just wondering."

She paused, though there was a grin on her face now as she looked at him. "You should smile more. You look pretty decent when you do."

[heroslayer]

He rolled his eyes, though he was still smiling. "Right. I'll keep that in mind."

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

And the smile earned him a peck. Not what she had originally intended, but this was better. "Now. You should...do something fun. Do you ever do fun things while flying, or just get from point A to point B?"

[heroslayer]

He stole a quick kiss back, done trying to rationalize whether or not this was appropriate for now, then looked out over the city. "Usually it's just point A to point B, but I haven't really tried it out much."

He'd just recently gotten his body back from the ghost of Nathan Petrelli, after all.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

Appropriate or not, it was fun. Surprisingly fun, the headache from earlier completely forgotten as her focus was on him, and enjoying him. And the flying. "Ah, right. The body thing. Maybe we should celebrate that. Have a bit of fun. Let loose - but no dropping me."

She turned to gaze in the direction he was, and then turned again; this time the stolen kiss was longer. "You look like having some fun could do you some good."

[heroslayer]

"What kind of fun?" Fun for him had been the murder they'd just committed -- he'd needed that -- but if she had another suggestion, he'd hear her out. Particularly if it involved her kissing him again.

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

"Well, I had been thinking something with the flying thing and fun things you can do while doing just that, but what do you find fun?" She licked her lips, the smile on them coy. "But what do you think is fun?"

[heroslayer]

He nodded down to the city. "You've seen my idea of fun."