Ridiculously Specific Prompt 5!
Semantics
Heroes. Sylar/Elle
Rated PG-13 for implied sexiness
Summary: Crack high school AU (think every 90’s teen movie ever, except with abilities).
Written for Bridey’s Ridiculously Specific Prompt Table. Prompt 5: "What we did... it doesn't count as sex. Right?"
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“What we did... it doesn’t count as sex. Right?”
To Elle’s credit, she didn’t even bat an eyelash. “Of course not,” she lied effortlessly, pulling Gabriel down for another kiss. “That was just... third base.”
Gabriel wasn’t convinced. “But Mr. S said that third base was still sex. That’s why they call it oral...” he trailed off, swallowing hard. “Oral you know.”
“You can do it, but you can’t say it?” Elle rolled her eyes. “So what if it was sex? What’s the big deal? You can’t knock me up by doing what we just did, so why don’t you sit back and enjoy it?”
“My mother said--“
“¬--That you’d go to hell if you had sex while you lived under her roof, I know. But she also said you’d go to hell if you drank alcohol and that didn’t stop you.” Gabriel shifted uncomfortably underneath her. Elle could tell he was about to bolt, so she tugged him closer. “Besides, your mom’s never going to find out.”
Gabriel looked unconvinced, but Elle just smiled, and took off her shirt, and asked the one question no teenage boy could ever say no to:
“Wanna do it again?”
Heroes. Sylar/Elle
Rated PG-13 for implied sexiness
Summary: Crack high school AU (think every 90’s teen movie ever, except with abilities).
Written for Bridey’s Ridiculously Specific Prompt Table. Prompt 5: "What we did... it doesn't count as sex. Right?"
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“What we did... it doesn’t count as sex. Right?”
To Elle’s credit, she didn’t even bat an eyelash. “Of course not,” she lied effortlessly, pulling Gabriel down for another kiss. “That was just... third base.”
Gabriel wasn’t convinced. “But Mr. S said that third base was still sex. That’s why they call it oral...” he trailed off, swallowing hard. “Oral you know.”
“You can do it, but you can’t say it?” Elle rolled her eyes. “So what if it was sex? What’s the big deal? You can’t knock me up by doing what we just did, so why don’t you sit back and enjoy it?”
“My mother said--“
“¬--That you’d go to hell if you had sex while you lived under her roof, I know. But she also said you’d go to hell if you drank alcohol and that didn’t stop you.” Gabriel shifted uncomfortably underneath her. Elle could tell he was about to bolt, so she tugged him closer. “Besides, your mom’s never going to find out.”
Gabriel looked unconvinced, but Elle just smiled, and took off her shirt, and asked the one question no teenage boy could ever say no to:
“Wanna do it again?”