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TITLE: Fire and Electricity
AUTHOR: dragynflies
PAIRING: Elle/Meredith. No, really.
RATING: R for sexing
DISCLAIMER: Heroes cast is not mine.
SUMMARY: Okay look. This is what happens at midnight when I’m punchy. Elle & Meredith’s paths cross, during the “Villains” episode :)
Beta’d by the lovely cruiscin_lan who had better things to do tonight but beta’d anyway.
Elle stalks through the Company hallways like she owns the place, even if she doesn’t. Even if she’s really only there because of her father.
It doesn’t matter.
The first time she sees Meredith, she’s tied to a chair with her hands in fire-retardant cuffs. Elle recognizes them immediately - she’d spent her fair share of time wrapped in them too…back before, when she could only shoot her electricity out of her palms.
“Who’s that?” she questions; a random employee that’s clearly not important enough for her to know stops, and glances in the room.
“Meredith…Gordon?” the guy says, stepping back away from Elle. Elle prefers it when people are scared of her.
“Thanks,” she grins, and takes off down the hall, her heels clicking with every step.
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Day one with Bennet and their target had gone all sorts of not good. Really, the only upside was that she’d caught Gabriel before he’d offed himself, and then done a half assed job as playing the sweet, innocent little concerned girl. He was cute, kind of, under his thick glasses and slicked back hair, but it didn’t matter. No point in getting attached to that one, anyway.
When she passes Meredith’s cell, she knocks on the window until Meredith turns her head. Elle tips her head to the side and shoots her a lazy half smile, and when Meredith returns the grin, Elle pops open her cell door and sits down on the bed, crossing her legs gracefully.
“You’re Meredith,” she says, eyeing the woman.
“And you’re…” Meredith lets her voice trail off, cocks an eyebrow.
Elle shrugs, “Does it matter?” She cups her hand around a ball of electricity, glances up to find Meredith eyeing her enviously. She tips her chin at the bound woman, “What can you do?”
“What?”
“They’ve got you in the big cuffs; so what can you do? Electricity?” Elle asks. It would be sort of neat to find someone else like her; she’s yet to meet someone with a matching ability.
Meredith shakes her head.
“Well, it’s something fun,” Elle continues, not at all dissuaded, “Fire?”
“How did you…”
“Told you, I recognized the cuffs. They only bust those out when they’re scared. You have to learn to do this, and then they’ll stop that.” Elle closes her eyes and pretty soon little sparks start crawling up her arms, covering her torso.
Meredith is clearly not buying Elle’s let’s be friends act and looks at her suspiciously, “Who are you?” she asks again.
“I’m Elle,” she finally relents, then licks her lips, “You gonna work here?”
“I don’t know…”
Elle pulls her lower lip between her teeth, bites down just hard enough to feel the sting, then blows Meredith a kiss, “You should,” she says, getting up.
When she walks past Meredith, she leaves a sparky kiss on the woman’s cheek.
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Elle swings by Meredith’s cell a few hours later with dinner for Meredith on a tray. She sets the tray down on the Spartan bed - there isn’t even a blanket - and looks at the other woman.
“What are they doing?” Meredith asks. Her wrists are sore from the cuffs, and she has had to pee for hours.
“Waiting on you,” Elle says, “you need to make a decision.” She leans in like she’s going to tell a secret, lets sparks fly from her lips to the shell of Meredith’s ear. Meredith flinches away, and Elle laughs. “You should really say yes,” she encourages, “could be all sorts of fun.”
Meredith doesn’t say anything, so Elle holds up a spoonful of the soup. “Open wide, then,” she says, and Meredith is so hungry she can’t help parting her lips for the bite.
“Good girl,” Elle grins, her eyes lighting up even without her electricity. “You know, I’m working on a mission right now.”
“You?” Meredith asks, a little skeptically. She’s only known Elle for a day, but she seems a little…unhinged, and Meredith’s not sure she’d want this little girl as backup.
“Mmhmm,” Elle purrs, offering Meredith another bite. “So you really want to say yes. Maybe we could…work together.”
She moves closer to Meredith until their lips are just centimeters apart, and Meredith stares into Elle’s icy blue eyes. “So, Elle,” she says slowly, “What do you think?”
“About what?” Elle asks, and the teasing smile still hasn’t left her lips, “I think you should say yes. I think you’re very pretty…and I think I know exactly how indestructible those cuffs are, and what you’d do to get them off.”
Meredith leans forward to kiss the other girl almost without thinking, tracing Elle’s lips with her tongue until Elle opens her mouth and kisses her back. The spoon clatters to the floor and Elle doesn’t hesitate, crawls into Meredith’s lap to straddle her legs and cups Meredith’s face in her palms.
“Are you gonna untie me?” Meredith asks, arching an eyebrow when Elle pulls back from the kiss.
Elle swipes her hand across her swollen lips and shakes her head, “No key. It’s okay though; I can work around them.”
She slides back just far enough to slide her hand between Meredith’s legs, pushing against the hot skin.
“Sometimes the cuffs aren’t all bad, “Elle amends, capturing Meredith’s lips with hers again and sliding her hand down the waist of Meredith’s pants, past the elastic band of her underwear.
Meredith gasps and bucks against Elle’s hand, and Elle pulls back from the kiss, “So…when they come back and ask you about joining the Company, what are you gonna say?”
The older woman whines, and Elle obligingly kisses her neck as she slowly sinks a finger into Meredith’s core, “You’re gonna say…” she encourages, and when Meredith doesn’t respond, Elle pull her finger away and licks a trail of electricity up the curve of Meredith’s neck.
“Yes, I’m gonna say yes,” Meredith pants out, and Elle circles Meredith’s clit, pinching it lightly before pushing her fingers back into Meredith. She’s panting and gasping against Elle’s mouth now, and Elle kisses her back.
“You promise?” Elle inquires, her lips moving against Meredith’s.
“I promise,” Meredith pants, arching into Elle’s quick little fingers as best she can.
“Good girl,” Elle encourages, and then Meredith is coming, tight muscles clenching around Elle’s graceful fingers.
Elle lets her ride out the orgasm, then pulls her hand out of the band of Meredith’s pants and licks her fingers clean before sliding off of the other woman’s lap.
“Catch you later, firestarter,” Elle says, leaving an electric kiss against Meredith’s lips and skipping out of the cell. “Don’t forget your promise.”
AUTHOR: dragynflies
PAIRING: Elle/Meredith. No, really.
RATING: R for sexing
DISCLAIMER: Heroes cast is not mine.
SUMMARY: Okay look. This is what happens at midnight when I’m punchy. Elle & Meredith’s paths cross, during the “Villains” episode :)
Beta’d by the lovely cruiscin_lan who had better things to do tonight but beta’d anyway.
Elle stalks through the Company hallways like she owns the place, even if she doesn’t. Even if she’s really only there because of her father.
It doesn’t matter.
The first time she sees Meredith, she’s tied to a chair with her hands in fire-retardant cuffs. Elle recognizes them immediately - she’d spent her fair share of time wrapped in them too…back before, when she could only shoot her electricity out of her palms.
“Who’s that?” she questions; a random employee that’s clearly not important enough for her to know stops, and glances in the room.
“Meredith…Gordon?” the guy says, stepping back away from Elle. Elle prefers it when people are scared of her.
“Thanks,” she grins, and takes off down the hall, her heels clicking with every step.
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Day one with Bennet and their target had gone all sorts of not good. Really, the only upside was that she’d caught Gabriel before he’d offed himself, and then done a half assed job as playing the sweet, innocent little concerned girl. He was cute, kind of, under his thick glasses and slicked back hair, but it didn’t matter. No point in getting attached to that one, anyway.
When she passes Meredith’s cell, she knocks on the window until Meredith turns her head. Elle tips her head to the side and shoots her a lazy half smile, and when Meredith returns the grin, Elle pops open her cell door and sits down on the bed, crossing her legs gracefully.
“You’re Meredith,” she says, eyeing the woman.
“And you’re…” Meredith lets her voice trail off, cocks an eyebrow.
Elle shrugs, “Does it matter?” She cups her hand around a ball of electricity, glances up to find Meredith eyeing her enviously. She tips her chin at the bound woman, “What can you do?”
“What?”
“They’ve got you in the big cuffs; so what can you do? Electricity?” Elle asks. It would be sort of neat to find someone else like her; she’s yet to meet someone with a matching ability.
Meredith shakes her head.
“Well, it’s something fun,” Elle continues, not at all dissuaded, “Fire?”
“How did you…”
“Told you, I recognized the cuffs. They only bust those out when they’re scared. You have to learn to do this, and then they’ll stop that.” Elle closes her eyes and pretty soon little sparks start crawling up her arms, covering her torso.
Meredith is clearly not buying Elle’s let’s be friends act and looks at her suspiciously, “Who are you?” she asks again.
“I’m Elle,” she finally relents, then licks her lips, “You gonna work here?”
“I don’t know…”
Elle pulls her lower lip between her teeth, bites down just hard enough to feel the sting, then blows Meredith a kiss, “You should,” she says, getting up.
When she walks past Meredith, she leaves a sparky kiss on the woman’s cheek.
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Elle swings by Meredith’s cell a few hours later with dinner for Meredith on a tray. She sets the tray down on the Spartan bed - there isn’t even a blanket - and looks at the other woman.
“What are they doing?” Meredith asks. Her wrists are sore from the cuffs, and she has had to pee for hours.
“Waiting on you,” Elle says, “you need to make a decision.” She leans in like she’s going to tell a secret, lets sparks fly from her lips to the shell of Meredith’s ear. Meredith flinches away, and Elle laughs. “You should really say yes,” she encourages, “could be all sorts of fun.”
Meredith doesn’t say anything, so Elle holds up a spoonful of the soup. “Open wide, then,” she says, and Meredith is so hungry she can’t help parting her lips for the bite.
“Good girl,” Elle grins, her eyes lighting up even without her electricity. “You know, I’m working on a mission right now.”
“You?” Meredith asks, a little skeptically. She’s only known Elle for a day, but she seems a little…unhinged, and Meredith’s not sure she’d want this little girl as backup.
“Mmhmm,” Elle purrs, offering Meredith another bite. “So you really want to say yes. Maybe we could…work together.”
She moves closer to Meredith until their lips are just centimeters apart, and Meredith stares into Elle’s icy blue eyes. “So, Elle,” she says slowly, “What do you think?”
“About what?” Elle asks, and the teasing smile still hasn’t left her lips, “I think you should say yes. I think you’re very pretty…and I think I know exactly how indestructible those cuffs are, and what you’d do to get them off.”
Meredith leans forward to kiss the other girl almost without thinking, tracing Elle’s lips with her tongue until Elle opens her mouth and kisses her back. The spoon clatters to the floor and Elle doesn’t hesitate, crawls into Meredith’s lap to straddle her legs and cups Meredith’s face in her palms.
“Are you gonna untie me?” Meredith asks, arching an eyebrow when Elle pulls back from the kiss.
Elle swipes her hand across her swollen lips and shakes her head, “No key. It’s okay though; I can work around them.”
She slides back just far enough to slide her hand between Meredith’s legs, pushing against the hot skin.
“Sometimes the cuffs aren’t all bad, “Elle amends, capturing Meredith’s lips with hers again and sliding her hand down the waist of Meredith’s pants, past the elastic band of her underwear.
Meredith gasps and bucks against Elle’s hand, and Elle pulls back from the kiss, “So…when they come back and ask you about joining the Company, what are you gonna say?”
The older woman whines, and Elle obligingly kisses her neck as she slowly sinks a finger into Meredith’s core, “You’re gonna say…” she encourages, and when Meredith doesn’t respond, Elle pull her finger away and licks a trail of electricity up the curve of Meredith’s neck.
“Yes, I’m gonna say yes,” Meredith pants out, and Elle circles Meredith’s clit, pinching it lightly before pushing her fingers back into Meredith. She’s panting and gasping against Elle’s mouth now, and Elle kisses her back.
“You promise?” Elle inquires, her lips moving against Meredith’s.
“I promise,” Meredith pants, arching into Elle’s quick little fingers as best she can.
“Good girl,” Elle encourages, and then Meredith is coming, tight muscles clenching around Elle’s graceful fingers.
Elle lets her ride out the orgasm, then pulls her hand out of the band of Meredith’s pants and licks her fingers clean before sliding off of the other woman’s lap.
“Catch you later, firestarter,” Elle says, leaving an electric kiss against Meredith’s lips and skipping out of the cell. “Don’t forget your promise.”