fic: Rule Breaker
Title: Rule Breaker
Pairing: Gabriel (Sylar)/Elle
Rating: R
Summary: "We're breaking so many rules, you know."
A/N: This is most definitely AU (you'll see why when you read it) and some of you requested this, lol. This story turned out nothing like I had expected at all. But maybe some of you will enjoy it anyway.
Originally Posted: 02/08/2009 ( here)
Special thanks to dragynflies for helping me with this and beta-ing!
Her short jean miniskirt is hiked up around her waist and her legs are wrapped around his waist. Her bright red fingernails dig into his back, leaving indentations through his shirt. She opens her mouth to moan his name but his hand comes up and covers her mouth. His dark brown eyes meet her bright blue ones and a knowing look passes between them.
He continues to thrust into her, muffling her moans against his palm. When they both come, she can't help but bite his hand and he quickly jerks it away. He tries hard to not collapse on top of her and send her falling backwards onto the desk. As he steadies himself by placing his hands on the desk, she unwraps her legs from his waist and gives a small little smirk. She lightly pushes him away and jumps off the desk she had been sitting on. He turns and leans against the desk and watches her walk away.
As she walks to another desk, she also pulls down her skirt. Reaching her destination, she picks up her blue lace boyshorts that had been tossed there earlier during a lustful frenzy. A devilish look appears on her face as she tosses them at him.
"Why don't you keep these for now?" She slinks back over to him. "You know...to add to the collection you're amassing."
He lets out a small chuckle. "Elle..."
"Oh come on," she puts a hand on her hip. "You don't think I haven't noticed how my panties seemingly disappear each time I see you?"
A small blush appears on Gabriel's face but he doesn't deny her teasing accusation. "Come here." He grabs her by the waist, pulls her to him, and gives her a light kiss on the tip of her nose. "We're breaking so many rules, you know."
"I was born to break rules," she deviously grins. "Unlike you, Mr. I'm so straight-laced that I must have closet shelves devoted to sweater vests and special tie racks." Her hands run along the collar of his button down shirt. "I bet this is the only rule you've ever broken…and maybe the biggest."
"Are you so sure of that?"
Elle eyes him. His normally side slicked hair is wild and messy from their rendezvous, his black glasses are slightly askew, and his once pristine button down shirt is wrinkled with lipstick smudges around the collar. A giggle escapes her lips. "Yes, I'm pretty sure." She ruffles his hair. "But, you have me now. I can teach you a few things about rebellion."
"Well, that would certainly be a change," Gabriel replies with amusement. He stands up straight, causing Elle to take a small step backwards. "And as much as I’d like to see you being teacher, I unfortunately have a meeting to go to."
"Oh boo," Elle pouts. "Do you really have to go? How important is it?" She leans into him, reaching up to place light kisses along his neck.
Gabriel holds her off. "It's about my potential tenure. I'd say it's pretty important."
"Ohh. Are you meeting with Daddy?"
"Yes, I'm meeting with Da-, your father, Dean Bishop. Now do you understand why I don't want to be late?"
"Okay, fine. I suppose I'll let you go." Elle sighs. "You might want to freshen up though before you meet Daddy. You can't go see him looking like that." She giggles as Gabriel blushes and self consciously runs his hand through his hair. "I meant your shirt...you can't go in with lipstick smudges on them."
Gabriel lets out a laugh. "Well good thing I came prepared. I have an extra shirt in my bag over there."
"Well then, you seem to be covered," Elle smirks. As Elle saunters out the door, she calls over her shoulder. "See you for class tomorrow, Professor Gray. Oh, say hi to Daddy for me." A smug smile crosses her face as she steps out into the hallway and starts her trek back to her dorm room.
Pairing: Gabriel (Sylar)/Elle
Rating: R
Summary: "We're breaking so many rules, you know."
A/N: This is most definitely AU (you'll see why when you read it) and some of you requested this, lol. This story turned out nothing like I had expected at all. But maybe some of you will enjoy it anyway.
Originally Posted: 02/08/2009 ( here)
Special thanks to dragynflies for helping me with this and beta-ing!
Her short jean miniskirt is hiked up around her waist and her legs are wrapped around his waist. Her bright red fingernails dig into his back, leaving indentations through his shirt. She opens her mouth to moan his name but his hand comes up and covers her mouth. His dark brown eyes meet her bright blue ones and a knowing look passes between them.
He continues to thrust into her, muffling her moans against his palm. When they both come, she can't help but bite his hand and he quickly jerks it away. He tries hard to not collapse on top of her and send her falling backwards onto the desk. As he steadies himself by placing his hands on the desk, she unwraps her legs from his waist and gives a small little smirk. She lightly pushes him away and jumps off the desk she had been sitting on. He turns and leans against the desk and watches her walk away.
As she walks to another desk, she also pulls down her skirt. Reaching her destination, she picks up her blue lace boyshorts that had been tossed there earlier during a lustful frenzy. A devilish look appears on her face as she tosses them at him.
"Why don't you keep these for now?" She slinks back over to him. "You know...to add to the collection you're amassing."
He lets out a small chuckle. "Elle..."
"Oh come on," she puts a hand on her hip. "You don't think I haven't noticed how my panties seemingly disappear each time I see you?"
A small blush appears on Gabriel's face but he doesn't deny her teasing accusation. "Come here." He grabs her by the waist, pulls her to him, and gives her a light kiss on the tip of her nose. "We're breaking so many rules, you know."
"I was born to break rules," she deviously grins. "Unlike you, Mr. I'm so straight-laced that I must have closet shelves devoted to sweater vests and special tie racks." Her hands run along the collar of his button down shirt. "I bet this is the only rule you've ever broken…and maybe the biggest."
"Are you so sure of that?"
Elle eyes him. His normally side slicked hair is wild and messy from their rendezvous, his black glasses are slightly askew, and his once pristine button down shirt is wrinkled with lipstick smudges around the collar. A giggle escapes her lips. "Yes, I'm pretty sure." She ruffles his hair. "But, you have me now. I can teach you a few things about rebellion."
"Well, that would certainly be a change," Gabriel replies with amusement. He stands up straight, causing Elle to take a small step backwards. "And as much as I’d like to see you being teacher, I unfortunately have a meeting to go to."
"Oh boo," Elle pouts. "Do you really have to go? How important is it?" She leans into him, reaching up to place light kisses along his neck.
Gabriel holds her off. "It's about my potential tenure. I'd say it's pretty important."
"Ohh. Are you meeting with Daddy?"
"Yes, I'm meeting with Da-, your father, Dean Bishop. Now do you understand why I don't want to be late?"
"Okay, fine. I suppose I'll let you go." Elle sighs. "You might want to freshen up though before you meet Daddy. You can't go see him looking like that." She giggles as Gabriel blushes and self consciously runs his hand through his hair. "I meant your shirt...you can't go in with lipstick smudges on them."
Gabriel lets out a laugh. "Well good thing I came prepared. I have an extra shirt in my bag over there."
"Well then, you seem to be covered," Elle smirks. As Elle saunters out the door, she calls over her shoulder. "See you for class tomorrow, Professor Gray. Oh, say hi to Daddy for me." A smug smile crosses her face as she steps out into the hallway and starts her trek back to her dorm room.