In Charge
Title: In Charge
Fandom: Heroes
Rating/Genre: R/het
Characters/Pairing: Noah Bennet/Elle Bishop
Summary: He comes to her late at night, right under her daddy's nose while she's living at Primatech. Noah thinks he's in charge. Elle knows she is.
Word count: 761
Spoilers/Warnings: Nope. Unless rating/genre/pairing serve as warning to you…
Notes: It’s not really that explicit, even if it’s not my usual romance! I’ve said it before: oh, what do these prompts do! This is a completely spontaneous oneshot, written tonight when I was working on something completely different. I just happened to read the prompts at heroeskink (the summary is the prompt), and while het is not normally my favourite genre - and Noah/Elle not quite my idea of OTP - I just sort of pictured this very easily; as if there is a certain logic to the pairing if you see it this way.
Noah comes to her late at night, right under her daddy's nose. Nobody knows; it is their secret, and Elle likes secrets.
Elle is a lot smarter than what people give her credit for, and Noah, more than anyone, should now that. They’re working together after all, and he has seen what she’s capable of and he knows that she stops for nothing. But no, Noah doesn’t know anything. He’s blinded by that lust that doesn’t make him careless - he would never be careless, he’s too well-trained and experienced for that - but it makes him stupid.
Are all men stupid when they’re lusting after a woman? Elle doesn’t know, but she suspects that they are. Sometimes, he’s so aroused that he can’t even speak properly; he grunts when she slides her hand down his pants and takes a firm hold of him; he grabs her and pushes her up against the wall, and she knows that he isn’t really thinking anything when she spreads her legs and lets her nails scratch his back, sometimes with a little spark.
They did it in the car the first time. They were on their way back from a successful assignment, bickering a little like they often did. Elle tried to figure out what she could say to turn him on, to make him admit that he wanted her, because she knew that he did. She started talking about food; about how hungry she was, licking her lips, while she looked not-so-innocently at him.
It really was too easy. It didn’t take long at all; he kissed her; he grabbed her by the shoulders and murmured something she didn’t quite catch, and pressed his lips against hers, and she responded hungrily; because she really was hungry for his touch. And she liked being kissed by him, and she still does. Noah can be a bit ridiculous sometimes - the way he doesn’t really want to talk to her about anything serious, and he lashes out at her if she tries to ask anything about his family but he is a good agent, and he’s a strong man, and he knows how to kiss and to fuck and he likes it.
They both liked it that first time, even if it was quick and messy in the car and someone could have seen them. Elle couldn’t have cared less, but Noah didn’t want to take the risk, he said. Elle thinks that if the car had been their only option, they might not have done it much more than once.
But he came back later; he came to her own bedroom - as if there wasn’t any risks there! - because he couldn’t stay away. Even if he tried to say that he came because he knew that she wanted it so much. He wanted her to say it, too. Noah talks dirty to her sometimes. She likes it; there’s nothing wrong with the things he says, just like there’s nothing wrong with the way he touches her body; roughly more often than tenderly, and his lips are always hungry and his hands are full of need. So full of need, all of him. She suspects that he doesn’t use those words and that tone of voice to anyone else; the idea makes her smirk when he doesn’t see it.
Noah comes to her, and he takes her just the way she wants him to, but he probably thinks that it’s the other way around. He thinks that it is Elle who is his blonde and sparkling little thing to play with, just because she often agrees, without too much teasing, to do the things he tells her to do.
Noah thinks he's in charge. Elle knows she is.
It’s really stupid of him to think that he makes her powerless. The power is hers, and hers alone. She has twice as much power as he. He is a Company agent, and so is she, but she is also her daddy’s only child, and while her daddy might not show her much affection, she knows that he wouldn’t approve of what silent, strong, stupid Noah Bennet does with her in the darkness of the night. That’s her first power over him. Her second power is that he is defenceless when he’s naked and panting in her bed or on the floor; he is unarmed, but she is her own lethal weapon.
And that’s why Elle is in charge. It is her secret and she doesn’t share it with anyone.
It’s only fun as long as she wants to.
.
Fandom: Heroes
Rating/Genre: R/het
Characters/Pairing: Noah Bennet/Elle Bishop
Summary: He comes to her late at night, right under her daddy's nose while she's living at Primatech. Noah thinks he's in charge. Elle knows she is.
Word count: 761
Spoilers/Warnings: Nope. Unless rating/genre/pairing serve as warning to you…
Notes: It’s not really that explicit, even if it’s not my usual romance! I’ve said it before: oh, what do these prompts do! This is a completely spontaneous oneshot, written tonight when I was working on something completely different. I just happened to read the prompts at heroeskink (the summary is the prompt), and while het is not normally my favourite genre - and Noah/Elle not quite my idea of OTP - I just sort of pictured this very easily; as if there is a certain logic to the pairing if you see it this way.
Noah comes to her late at night, right under her daddy's nose. Nobody knows; it is their secret, and Elle likes secrets.
Elle is a lot smarter than what people give her credit for, and Noah, more than anyone, should now that. They’re working together after all, and he has seen what she’s capable of and he knows that she stops for nothing. But no, Noah doesn’t know anything. He’s blinded by that lust that doesn’t make him careless - he would never be careless, he’s too well-trained and experienced for that - but it makes him stupid.
Are all men stupid when they’re lusting after a woman? Elle doesn’t know, but she suspects that they are. Sometimes, he’s so aroused that he can’t even speak properly; he grunts when she slides her hand down his pants and takes a firm hold of him; he grabs her and pushes her up against the wall, and she knows that he isn’t really thinking anything when she spreads her legs and lets her nails scratch his back, sometimes with a little spark.
They did it in the car the first time. They were on their way back from a successful assignment, bickering a little like they often did. Elle tried to figure out what she could say to turn him on, to make him admit that he wanted her, because she knew that he did. She started talking about food; about how hungry she was, licking her lips, while she looked not-so-innocently at him.
It really was too easy. It didn’t take long at all; he kissed her; he grabbed her by the shoulders and murmured something she didn’t quite catch, and pressed his lips against hers, and she responded hungrily; because she really was hungry for his touch. And she liked being kissed by him, and she still does. Noah can be a bit ridiculous sometimes - the way he doesn’t really want to talk to her about anything serious, and he lashes out at her if she tries to ask anything about his family but he is a good agent, and he’s a strong man, and he knows how to kiss and to fuck and he likes it.
They both liked it that first time, even if it was quick and messy in the car and someone could have seen them. Elle couldn’t have cared less, but Noah didn’t want to take the risk, he said. Elle thinks that if the car had been their only option, they might not have done it much more than once.
But he came back later; he came to her own bedroom - as if there wasn’t any risks there! - because he couldn’t stay away. Even if he tried to say that he came because he knew that she wanted it so much. He wanted her to say it, too. Noah talks dirty to her sometimes. She likes it; there’s nothing wrong with the things he says, just like there’s nothing wrong with the way he touches her body; roughly more often than tenderly, and his lips are always hungry and his hands are full of need. So full of need, all of him. She suspects that he doesn’t use those words and that tone of voice to anyone else; the idea makes her smirk when he doesn’t see it.
Noah comes to her, and he takes her just the way she wants him to, but he probably thinks that it’s the other way around. He thinks that it is Elle who is his blonde and sparkling little thing to play with, just because she often agrees, without too much teasing, to do the things he tells her to do.
Noah thinks he's in charge. Elle knows she is.
It’s really stupid of him to think that he makes her powerless. The power is hers, and hers alone. She has twice as much power as he. He is a Company agent, and so is she, but she is also her daddy’s only child, and while her daddy might not show her much affection, she knows that he wouldn’t approve of what silent, strong, stupid Noah Bennet does with her in the darkness of the night. That’s her first power over him. Her second power is that he is defenceless when he’s naked and panting in her bed or on the floor; he is unarmed, but she is her own lethal weapon.
And that’s why Elle is in charge. It is her secret and she doesn’t share it with anyone.
It’s only fun as long as she wants to.
.