Will You Walk Into My Parlor? Said the Spider to the Fly - Twisted Paths Verse

[illusional_you]

I'm looking forward to the end of my shift. I usually do when Dr. Gray and I are planning some extracurricular activities. But tonight is special. Tonight we have a pretty new toy

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[emt_petrelli]

Getting held up by my own family was not anticipated, especially over the damn phone - it's a ridiculous time for anyone but people on my shift to be awake. But I manage to get my mother to hang up the phone and scramble to get changed, ducking quickly into the shower and yanking on jeans and a t-shirt. I'm barely pulling my jacket on as I head out the door. I return for my shoes a moment later.

I'm already fifteen minutes late by the time the cab pulls around the corner, and I know I can walk the distance to the bar faster than this cab is driving. It surprises me when the taxi grinds to a halt, my eyes widening as I grab onto the seat for balance. The driver tries to get it to shift, but the gears just grind. "Sorry, man."

I sigh, shaking my head and digging into my wallet to hand him the fare. Then I just hop out and hurry, nodding to the man at the door on my way in. Once inside, I take a moment, drawing in a deep breath. There's an odd level of nervousness associated with this - I feel the need to impress, to make them like me, when normally I'm... all work, no play. I spot the two of them at a table, and check my watch. 25 minutes late. Yikes.

"Sorry I'm late." I smile sheepishly at them as I move to sit at the table, running a hand through my hair.

[illusional_you]

There's a charge in the air as Gabriel enters the bar, his very presence commanding attention from every man and woman in here. I smirk at the cougar who's practically clutching her pearls at the sight of him and meet his kiss. Hope that bitch is getting an eyeful now.

The kiss is a flurry of action, our tongues and teeth clashing, until there's a slightest tang of blood mixed with our saliva. His or mine, it doesn't matter. There will be plenty more of that later and I can't wait.

"And what did you do today?" I lean forward pushing him a beer. My mind already plotting out the evenings festivities. It's already a foregone conclusion that we'll be fucking by the end of tonight's game but the addition of the pretty little nurse? That just makes the whole deal even sweeter. "Did you get a new toy?"

It takes a while for Nurse Petrelli to get here though I'm not worried that he's is going to bow out. Not when we extended such a compelling invitation to him. He's already in too deep. Pity the poor thing has no idea about it yet.

"No problem hon," I hand him a bottle with a smile when he reaches our table, looking slightly frazzled. "When we're off the clock you can just call me Candice." My fingers brush against his ever so slightly, my eyes never leaving his. "I can call you Peter right?"

[drgabrielgray]

"I got a new toy. Picked it up while I was shopping." I give a smile that'd be better suited to a wolf. I lick the taste of her off my lips as I bring the mug the rest of the way toward me with TK. "This might be the best toy ever. You'd be amazed at what I'd done to practice with it before I got here."

Leaning forward, I use TK to run an invisible hand up between her legs, and tell her what fun I had in the shower. "I feel like mother fucking god right now."

I'm almost sorry to see Peter show up. I want to get laid or hurt someone right now, and his arrival will slow that down. Not that I don't plan on fucking him, making him scream and bleed, but there's courtship involved in that. I'm not in the mood to be patient.

You never are, Gabriel.

"Call me Gabe, and I'll hurt you in ways you won't like. Gabriel is fine here in the real world."

[emt_petrelli]

It's like being the awkward new kid in class. I smile at them as I settle in my chair, then look aside, wondering if I shouldn't have come after all. The touch of Candice's fingers surprises me and I look at her, meeting her gaze. "Peter is good, yeah. Or Pete. I'm fine either way. And Gabriel... It feels a bit weird, to be honest, to speak to the two of you on first-name basis."

My laugh is nervous and I reach out to pull my beer to me again, popping the top and taking a long drink, hoping it'll calm my nerves, but I get a feeling it will take a lot more than just one to get me really comfortable in this situation.

[illusional_you]

My eyes widen but I suppress the moan when I feel a touch between my legs. I'm biting my lip while my pulse begins to race. "I think I'm going to like your new toy indeed." I try not to fault sweet little Peter when he arrives. There'll be time enough for pleasure later. I can wait. It only sweetens the deal.

Our little pet is nervous, stumbling through the name game, practically twitching like a long tailed cat in a room full of rockers. The poor dear doesn't even have any idea of what he's in for yet.

"There's no reason to feel weird Peter." Yes I'll take the liberty of using your first name. I would have anyway even without your permission. "Outside of work we're normal people just like you." Well maybe not just like you. We have our predilections but soon enough my pretty little nurse. You'll be just like us.

I look at Gabriel with a catlike smile, wondering exactly how we should begin. Nothing better than the start of a new game.

Raising my bottle, I offer a toast. "To new beginnings and achieving our full potential."

[drgabrielgray]

"To potential." I raise my bottle and give them both a smile. Peter is so nervous. We need to loosen him up a bit. I didn't expect him to be so tightly wound. "And to new friends."

"Seriously Peter. Neither of us is old school. So you're not a doctor. Nurses do all the hard work. They really do while the fat cat doctors sit on their asses making all the money, and telling the residents and interns what to do." I scoot over, until my thigh is touching his under the table. "I've got a reputation, but that doesn't make me one of the lard asses who run the show." Yet.

"Hell most of the time I'd listen to a nurse's opinion before one of the fossils. They see the patients more." Laying it on a bit thick, probably, but I'm not lying. "But here with a beer in my hand, and several shots of Jack with my name on them, I'm just like everyone else." Who can pin someone to a wall with a thought.

[emt_petrelli]

I raise my bottle as well to the toast, smiling a bit more after the drink. It does seem alright... There's still that lingering feeling of being something more, but it's more than likely my nerves. I've usually been good at making friends without the need to impress, but these guys are...

Really touchy. The press of Dr. Gray's thigh to mine is surprising, and I turn my head to look at him with an expression that might be a bit wide-eyed. But... the compliments are nice. "Good to hear it. I know the big guys do their share of work, and I know the doctors work more, but... it's nice to know us nurses are appreciated. Sorry, for being a little awkward. You two are the first people I've met up with outside of work."

There's something making me shiver, though, and I can't put my finger on it... Something is itching under my skin. I put the thought aside for now. "What do you say we get some Jack? Sounds good right now."

[illusional_you]

Our pretty nurse is still wound so tightly though he's putting on a good show of trying to loosen up. The suggestion of Jack is most inspired. My nerves are already buzzing, anticipating the fun that we can have. The introduction of hard liquor will only serve to get us to that point faster. This is a scenario I'm all for.

With a grin i stand, offering to gather the bottle myself. My fingers brush against Peter's hairline, nails barely scraping across the soft flesh. My eyes lock with Gabriel's as i do so. My tongue flicking out wetting my lips. Like taking candy from a baby.

There's almost a giddy bounce to my step as i return with the bottle, pouring three very liberal shots sliding one glass each their way. "Down in the dungeon I'm not fortunate enough to work with anything other than lifeless stiffs so thank you Peter, for joining us tonight. It's nice to be surrounded by red-blooded, living people."

With that I raise my glass and down the amber liquid in one drink. A smile tugging a my lips not because of the alcohol but the very thought of seeing some beautiful, red blood spilled.

[drgabrielgray]

I drain my shot just as fast, sliding the glass back over to Candice. It'll take at least three just to get a buzz going at all. Of course there's no telling how Peter will do. His tolerance for alcohol and other influences need to be tested.

He didn't jerk away when my leg touched him. That's already a good sign. But being receptive to sex is one thing. Being receptive to murder is another.

"No more talk about work, or the boring parts of it. We're off. It's time to have some fun." I want to show off my toys so badly. With a few simple words I could have Peter doing anything I want. Candice could make him believe I was the goddamn Pope, but it's more fun if we don't cheat. No powers other than manipulation and charm.

But he's special, and I need to know how. So I may have to let him see something small to get him to show me what he can do.

"Want to see something really special?" I whisper in Peter's ear, so quiet that he'll barely be able to hear me. I like how his shampoo smells.