Another Forgotten Birthday

[petrelliheidi]

Heidi sat at the kitchen table waiting for her husband to come home from work. After spending the day with her children Nathan's mother kindly agreed to taking the boys off her hands for the evening so that she and Nathan could celebrate her birthday in peace

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[fallen_empath]

Peter's first thought as Heidi unbuttoned his shirt and took it off him was, Thank God she prefers white wine over red, or that shirt would be permanently ruined...

His second thought was that, tipsy as Heidi might be, it was definitely not an accident. Unless Peter made some kind of last ditch attempt to prevent them both from seriously double-crossing his brother, this was happening. Right now.

As if Nathan thinks twice every time he does it to her. You deserve this, you --

His thought dissipated as he realized Heidi was looking at him, her eyes roaming over his upper body possessively, as if he were the real dessert of the evening. He shivered as Heidi brushed the soft petals of the rose across his bare skin, and once he realized what she was actually asking him, his heart began to race, a strange, but not entirely unpleasant mix of nervousness and desire dominating his empathic sense. Not only his feelings, but hers as well. She felt exactly like he did right at this moment, but she wasn't letting it stop her from getting what she wanted.

So he wouldn't either.

He cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and finished what was left in his wine glass before he answered, in order to make sure he didn't sound like a seventeen-year-old about to lose his virginity.

"I guess it depends on what the birthday girl wants," Peter replied, reaching out and pulling her closer to him. Peter knew exactly what the birthday girl wanted... but could he really give it to her? What made him think he could ever compare to his brother in anything he had to offer her, let alone this?

A sudden shot of panic threatened to stop him even before he started, but he forced it down, entertaining himself again with the low-cut neckline of her dress; immediately he knew that she knew what he was doing, and he also knew she didn't care about that anymore.

The soft scent of her perfume drawing him in, he leaned forward, pressed his lips to her neck, and placed a trail of open-mouthed kisses down that length of cream-white skin, across her chest, and just a tug of his fingers at the front of her dress gave him access to what he really wanted. He could feel the blood rush to both his face and to his groin as he closed his mouth finally around one perfect pink nipple. His confidence building, Peter used his free hand to gather the long skirt of her dress up until his fingers touched the silkiness of her stocking, which gave way to the softness of bare skin at her mid-thigh; the discovery brought a low moan from him, muffled slightly, his mouth still full of her.

[petrelliheidi]

Heidi was tipsy yes, but she was lucid. She hated that her husband had left her alone again and tonight she was going to have a little fun, the fact that it was Peter? Well that was the cherry on the cake, if Nathan found out yes he might lay into the poor boy but on the other hand, it would be nice for him to show some passion towards her again.

She could see the emotions he was going through in his eyes, it was interesting to watch; fear mostly, he never was the most confident with women though Heidi could never understand why. He was caring, he had a nice body...these thoughts had crossed her mind more than once. For a moment after he pulled her closer, Peter seemed to freeze up some, Heidi assumed it was because being the seducer was not his style, she might have to take the lead.

That thought though was pushed aside however when she felt Peter's mouth around her nipple, she let out a breathy "Oh." Ever since the children were born, one of the most sensitive places on her body was her nipples. "Mmm, yes." One hand moved into his hair, holding him into place while the other snaked down to unzip his pants; she needed to touch him, feel him. Heidi moved her and into Peter's pants and around his cock, giving him a stroke, she felt he would either moan or that would be the action that would have him running for the hills, he was so flighty sometimes. When she did it however she noticed something that brought a blush to her face, Peter was bigger than Nathan was, what a surprise. It made her chuckle, this was going to be fun but in the foyer? No, they needed a change of location.

Heidi pulled Peter's head up, already missing the feeling of his mouth on her breast and smiled "Bedroom." It wasn't a question, if they were to do this, they were going to do it right. When her hand on his cock, stroking him Heidi began to pull her new lover upstairs to the room she used to share with her husband.

[fallen_empath]

Peter groaned as he felt Heidi's fingers close around him, her thumb brushing up against the sensitive place right below the head of his cock. It had been so long since anyone had touched him like this, and it was the push he needed to leave most of his objections behind. He supposed Heidi's confidence was bolstering his own... but there was something else beneath the surface of her desire. It took too much concentration to decipher things like that, and Peter decided not to dwell on it for now. Sometimes physical needs overwhelmed even an empath's emotional ones.

He'd just worked up the nerve to slide his hand further up her leg when Heidi demanded they go to her bedroom. Her and Nathan's bedroom. Peter hadn't been in there since --

God damn it, Petrelli, focus! he berated himself. Peter had just enough time to grab his pants so they didn't trip him up as they went.

Heidi flung the door open, pulled him inside, and pushed him down on his back in the middle of the perfectly made king mattress. The room was dark, and smelled like lavender and pine needles, just like it had the last time he'd been here. He reached out for her, intending to kiss her again, but to his dismay she wasn't there. Then a few little candle flames lit up around the perimeter of the room as Heidi touched a match to each of them; the soft light illuminated her, made her sequined dress sparkle.

"You are so beautiful," Peter breathed before he could even stop himself. Heidi's bright smile let him know that that had been just the right thing to say.

Aside from the fact that this was Nathan's wife who had dragged him into her bedroom -- by his dick, no less! -- and that this was Nathan's wife who was taking off what was left of his clothes, Peter couldn't think of another time when an entire night had felt so perfect. Except for with Nathan himself.

Peter shook that thought off quickly as it had come; Heidi was standing right in front of him now, expectantly looking down at him with a slightly disapproving frown that said, I am still wearing this dress, Peter. He could have sworn he actually heard the words, and he immediately fumbled for the zipper. These fucking things were always so complicated, and he had to be careful or else he'd ruin it -- and possibly any chance of getting laid.

Finally the zipper slid down, and Peter pulled the dress away from her body, revealing more of Heidi Petrelli than he'd ever seen in his life. "Oh, my God," was all he could manage.

Nathan and Heidi's wedding picture sat on their dresser, and with a spiteful satisfaction he couldn't help but enjoy Peter imagined Nathan watching, able to do nothing about the fact that in two seconds, his mouth and his hands were going to be all over every bit of her soft white skin.

[petrelliheidi]

He was a good kisser, like really. Why was he alone again? Heidi supposed the upside to that was he didn't have a girlfriend to be disgusted about his sister-in-law seducing him and she was definitely doing that. She walked over to light some candles to set the mood, trying to make it a little more romantic than a drunken tryst, why? Because adding a little something more seemed to make what they were about to do a little less wrong.

When Peter said she was beautiful she blushed deeply and moved back over to him and gave him a look, one she was sure he could read because his hands moved up her back to help her out of her dress and leaving her bare chested and in her panties. Heidi couldn't help but chuckle, in some ways he was such an innocent, he wouldn't be when she had finished with him. "Silly Peter, I'm not God." She leaned down to kiss his neck and lower down his chest. "But I can make you see him." She winked as she took his cock into her mouth.

[fallen_empath]

"Well, of course you're not -- I just meant -- " Peter began, but the rest of whatever he had been meaning to say was forgotten at the sensation of Heidi's lips pressing to his neck, and all he could manage was a soft moan instead. He turned his face to kiss her, but he hadn't moved fast enough, and now her lips moved down his chest, over his belly. Each place on his skin she had kissed bore the proof she had been there in red lipstick, and the sight flooded his body with arousal once again.

I wish you could see this, Nathan, Peter thought, glancing briefly again at the formerly happy couple's wedding picture before turning his attention back to Heidi. She had much the same smile on right at that moment, and Peter somehow just knew she'd noticed him looking at it. He wondered again if she could possibly know what he was thinking. He could of course blame it on his runaway telepathy; maybe he was inadvertently projecting his thoughts. There was really no other explanation for all the odd things he'd been noticing since the night began, right?

Up until this point, his empathy had still been working on overdrive, but he must have somehow pushed it into the background, because the sheer strength of Heidi's excitement at what she was doing -- no, what she was about to do -- brought it back full force, and as the seconds passed the feelings only intensified. As if something emotionally connected him to her... and her to him, as well.

A fluttery, nervous feeling settled in his stomach as Heidi's soft, dark hair brushed against his thighs, and her hand circled around the base of his cock. And that was when he realized what she was going to do.

"Oh, fuck -- " Peter breathed, barely loud enough for her to hear it. As that silken wet heat engulfed him, he found himself able to do nothing but stare at the ceiling, stunned into inaction... until he noticed himself staring back at him, not to mention a great view of Heidi's ass as her head moved up and down in his lap.

There was a Goddamned mirror on the ceiling! That hadn't been there the last time...

"Holy motherfuck," Peter moaned, the exquisite pleasure of Heidi's lips and tongue around every inch of him distracting him from that thought. He knew he ought to do something besides utter breathless profanity, so he tangled his fingers into all that pretty dark hair, and caressed her breast and her side with his other hand. He didn't know if he had courage for any more than that just yet.

And what would Nathan think if he were to see that? He probably wouldn't even be angry that Peter was in bed with his wife. He could just imagine it, Nathan laughing at him, telling him he was pathetic when it came to pleasing a woman.

Peter mentally told Nathan to go fuck himself and pulled Heidi's lower body closer to him, until he was able to slip his hand in between her thighs and follow the slick heat he found there to its source.

[petrelliheidi]

On the list of things that Heidi shouldn't be doing, this was definitely number one. Peter had always been Nathan's precious brother; dorky, kind of innocent but what she was doing to him now was far from the norm but oh, he tasted so good and it had been so long since she had this kind of contact with anyone, it was bliss. Something had taken hold of Heidi that she couldn't quite explain, strong feelings of lust had overwhelmed her and something told her they wouldn't stop until she devoured Peter whole.

Hearing her brother-in-law curse was a rarity but it gave Heidi a thrill knowing that she could elicit those words from him. She glanced up at Peter briefly to gauge his reaction and he noticed him looking at the stupid mirror on the roof, god she hated that thing; many a night had sat in bed looking up at it and seeing someone who she didn't recognize any more.

As she stared Heidi sensed something, a feeling. It was hard to describe and yet this scene had played out before, only not with her. The realization of this cause Heidi to bite down lightly as she sucked. She shouldn't have, god how would she explain why she did that? Hopefully it wouldn't be too big of a problem.

He was here with her right now, that was the important thing and the bite didn't seem to phase him that much so she continued on, moaning softly as she felt his hand moving into her hair and his hand on her breast. Fuck this, she was going to enjoy this and Peter seemed to want to do the same when she felt Peter's hand move to her sensitive area.

Heidi moaned and sat back, She had been planning to make him come first but she couldn't wait for this, she needed him now. She got up and hovered over the top of him, leaning down to kiss Peter as she fed his cock inside of her. "Oh fuck, Peter!"

[fallen_empath]

A strange feeling registered in Peter's empathic sense, almost like his own emotion reflected back at him, but before he could even consider how that was possible, Heidi's teeth skimmed over his cock on her next movement. It wasn't enough to hurt, but the threat of pain was enough to make Peter want more. For him, pain and pleasure had always danced a very fine line, and had become even more intense as of late, thanks to his healing ability. But he couldn't indulge his masochism with just anyone; any normal person would think he was insane, not to mention have a lot of questions when a bruise or a handprint suddenly healed.

But Nathan had done anything, and everything he asked for...

That was when it hit him: Heidi had picked up his thoughts about Nathan. Maybe there was something to Nathan's suspicion that Heidi was a mind reader. Certainly Matt Parkman hadn't been the only telepath in the world, and Peter was certainly not the only empath. He banished any further thoughts of his brother and concentrated solely on Heidi.

Her desire increased each time he slid his fingers inside of her, and in minutes, Peter was almost desperate himself, barely controlling the incredible urge to thrust himself into her mouth. The time for foreplay was over, and apparently, Heidi knew it a moment before he did. Two seconds later, his brother's wife was rocking on top of him and cursing just as badly as he was.

He couldn't resist the perfect set of breasts that were now inches from his face, and Peter closed his mouth over one nipple and sucked lightly; it thrilled him that one simple touch nearly doubled Heidi's pleasure. Glancing up at the mirror again, he found himself appreciative of his brother's incredible arrogance, for once. Heidi moved gracefully on top of him, and each time she slid herself down onto his cock, she let out a breathy moan and dug her fingernails into the skin over his shoulder blades.

"Fuck, just like that," he moaned. The pain was good, but nowhere near enough. He needed more.

Without so much as a warning, Peter flipped her over to her back and nearly slammed himself into her, once, and again, and again, looking for the perfect angle to make her scream.

[petrelliheidi]

There was something different about this than it had been all the times she was with Nathan, Heidi found it hard to explain. She loved her husband even though he more often than not put his needs above her own but with Peter it was like he was an open book; Heidi could see and feel everything which made this act all the more intimate.

"Oh fuck, Peter!" Heidi wasn't one to usually swear, she had built up a stellar reputation as the perfect wife and mother but around Peter she felt she could let her guard down.

She let out a giggle, she was really enjoying this. It had been quite a long time since she had shared this bed with her husband and now she was sharing it with someone equally as sexy. Heidi let out a squeal when she felt Peter flip their positions so that she was now on the bed; she hadn't been expecting that kind of ferocity from him. I mean this was Peter! Sweet little puppy Peter didn't do such things but oh, he was doing them now. Heidi dug her nails into Peter's arms wanting to mark him, to remember their time together; it upset her though when she saw that her scratches weren't leaving the desired effect, she supposed that was something she should question but Fuck it, right now she was going to enjoy herself.

"Harder." Heidi moaned. "Peter, please!"

[fallen_empath]

Peter had never imagined in his life that he would hear Heidi moan his name like that. He'd never imagined half of what was happening right here, right now, in the bed Heidi probably hadn't shared with Nathan in months.

"Anything for the birthday girl," he panted, increasing his rhythm, savoring the pain each time Heidi's fingernails scraped across his shoulders, down his arms. Of all the lovers he'd ever had, Peter was pretty sure sex had never felt so intimate with any of them. Not even the one man he was trying extremely hard not to think about right now.

Sure, his empathy allowed him an emotional connection, but it had never run both ways, back and forth. Pleasure channeled from him to her and back again, becoming increasingly stronger as it built up on itself. Peter hadn't ever experienced an empathic feedback loop before, since he'd never met another person who was just like him, but he knew that was the only explanation. She was just like him. How else could they have gone from brother- and sister-in-law at the beginning of the night to this?

He wasn't going to last much longer, but he knew it didn't matter; she was right there with him when orgasm took hold of them, suspending them together in a moment of pure, breathless bliss.

The next thing Peter knew, sunlight was blinding him, and he almost moaned out loud... until he heard the relentless banging on the bedroom door.

"Heidi, open the door, God damn it! How many times have I told you not to lock it?"

[petrelliheidi]

Heidi loved Nathan, the man was her world but lately it was like he would rather be anywhere else but with her, tonight on her birthday he was nowhere to be found and then there was Peter; sweet handsome Peter who brought her flowers and took her out to dinner and showed her that yes, she was desirable even though she had reached the age where woman started to lie about how old they really were.

And the sex, the sex was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Sure the sex with Nathan had always been very good, but with Peter? It was hard to describe, it was like she could feel what he was feeling in that instant which was weird, that had never happened with Nathan, he had always been so closed off in the respect.

These thoughts ran through her mind as she watched him sleep beside her, it was funny; Peter had always been this skinny little nervous thing around her but last night he was all man, it made Heidi blush at the thought.

The banging on the door shook Heidi from her wonderful thoughts, crap that was Nathan's voice! And oh, oh she was in bed with his brother, this wasn't a good thing. She went over to the door and decided to see what she could do to deter him from answering.

"Give me one reason why I should, Nathan? I was home alone last night, on my birthday. What if someone had tried to break in and have their way with me? What then?"

[fallen_empath]

There was a pause, and then Nathan answered, his voice positively laden with sarcasm, "What then? Then it'd have been your fault for being so drunk that you left the front door unlocked. I walked right in. Jesus, Heidi."

Another pause.

"Oh, right, you would have been fine since you locked this one. Open the door, Heidi."

Peter panicked. He couldn't very well make himself invisible: Heidi sounded like she was still drunk from last night and if Peter just vanished into thin air, she might be startled and blow this thing up for both of them.

"I'm sorry I missed your birthday, Heidi. But you have to open the damn door. I need to get a change of clothes. It's 8:00 am and I have to be at the office in an hour. I have to take a shower. I have to shave."

"Shit, shit, shit," Peter mumbled, trying to dig out his boxer shorts and pants from under a heap of satin and sequins. He stepped into them, got his foot caught on his belt, and went crashing to the hardwood floor.

"Heidi? Are you all right?" Nathan actually sounded concerned. Well, wasn't that nice of him.

Peter finally uprighted himself and dashed for the master bathroom. He'd just have to hope Heidi would force Nathan to do his business in the downstairs bathroom.

He sat down on the toilet seat and buried his face in his hands, trying not to think about what a royal mess he'd made of everything. Like usual.

[petrelliheidi]

"Don't you have a change of clothes at the office?" Really she thought he would have, if he did, he wouldn't have to come home at all. She sunk down to sit by the door, she had no intention of opening it before she had done talking.

"You're not sorry." Heidi answered, she felt tears running down her cheeks. "You stayed away on purpose because you hate me, because you found a nice tight pussy to sink your dick in. Who is she Nathan? Secretary?" A blonde no doubt with large breasts, his favourite. Really Heidi wondered sometimes what he saw in her.

Heidi watched Peter crash and get up and scurry away and then gave a little laugh. "Since when do you care what I'm doing? When was the last time you actually spent time with me or the boys?" She sighed and lie down, still tired from the night before. "You can stay out there, I don't care."

[fallen_empath]

Peter listened to the exchange going on through Heidi's bedroom door, and he wanted nothing more than to just get out of there. Heidi was crying, and cursing at Nathan, and he could feel Nathan's anger rising. He was pretty sure Nathan wouldn't break the door down; he valued his material possessions far more than the people in his life that he was supposed to love and care for.

Nathan sighed. "I don't hate you. I wasn't fucking anyone. I got stuck working late, and then I had a few too many --"

"Liar," Peter breathed. Nathan was lying. About working, not about the few too many. Peter clenched his fists and forced himself to sit still; part of him wanted to open that door and confront Nathan himself, but that would only make a bad situation way, way worse. Peter could feel Heidi's pain so deeply it was as if it were his own, and he couldn't help the tears as they fell.

"You know what, I don't have to explain myself to you. If you don't want to believe me, that's fine. I think I have a suit at the dry cleaner's. I'll see you at dinner. If you don't lock me out of my own fucking house this time." There was one final bang on the door, and then everything was silent.

Peter splashed some cold water on his face and then tentatively poked his head out of the bathroom. Heidi was sitting with her back against the door, eyes closed, tears drying on her cheeks. He went over to her and touched her shoulder.

"It's okay, Heidi. He's gone." Yeah, he was stating the obvious, but he really had no idea what else to say.

[petrelliheidi]

And he was lying, Heidi could feel it. Part of her wanted to open the door and beg for forgiveness but she thought the better of it, it was Nathan who was in the wrong here, not her. Well she wasn't exactly innocent either, she had just bedded Peter.

Speaking of Peter, he came out of the bathroom and placed his hand on her shoulder. Sniffing back tears she looked up at him. "He was lying, I could feel it." Heidi was pretty sure he understood what that meant. She sighed. "I'm not going to apologize for what we did, in fact I rather enjoyed it." She smiled and nodded. "I'll feel guilty later, I'm sure." Heidi wrapped her arms around herself. "I've never really gone off at him like that before. I guess I'm just tired of being forgotten."

They just both needed time to cool off, that was all. Nathan would realize how much of an ass he had been and he would come back with flowers and that voice that when he wasn't shouting sounded as smooth as honey and say he was sorry and things would be okay again. She reached out and hugged Peter to her. "Do we need to talk about what happened?"

[fallen_empath]

"We can talk about anything you want," Peter said. "If you think I'm going to say I'm sorry it happened, I'm not." That was the truth. Partially. Heidi might not have felt guilty right then, but Peter did. Even though that bastard deserved it.

Peter held her close to him and rubbed her back, over the soft cotton of her nightgown. Thank God when Nathan had started hammering on the door, Heidi had had the presence of mind, even in her still slightly inebriated state, to throw it on. Peter didn't think he could handle being this close to her again otherwise. Now that the excitement had calmed down, Peter's mind kept flashing back to the night before, a night that had been filled with physical and emotional fulfillment he'd not felt in a long time. He had to change the subject.

"He deserved every word, Heidi. I'm proud of you for standing up to him. And don't you dare feel like any of this is your fault. Nathan forgot your birthday. Nathan fucked his secretary and lied about it. He's fucked a lot of women and lied about it. Probably," Peter added, as an afterthought. Because what would Heidi think of him not having told her about Nathan's repeated infidelity?

The lipstick she saw on the collar of Nathan's shirt... she said she could tell he was lying. She's probably known all along.

Peter pulled back and looked at her. "I'm really sorry he's doing this to you, Heidi. I know you love him, but you can't keep letting him make you feel like this."