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]

All right, so maybe Heidi hadn't left the door open on purpose.

Peter had been standing behind Heidi for a minute or two now, about an arm's length of space between them, and she'd made no move to turn around to face him, hadn't even said a word to acknowledge his presence.

But instead of letting his uncertainty and his nerves get the best of him, he tried to concentrate on what she was feeling. There was a sort of conflict going on within her, an emotional turmoil that consisted of her love for Nathan and her obligation to not let this go any further than it already had, and her desire to feel needed and well, desired. He wouldn't lie to himself: even if he'd wanted to leave before, he definitely didn't now. Peter watched the rivulets of water swirl down her back, over her hips and down her legs, and he couldn't help thinking again that she was beautiful. All of her.

He wanted to touch that beautiful body that his brother had abandoned, fill the empty space in her heart that his brother had left. He knew just how it felt, because Nathan had left him just as empty too. She didn't deserve to be treated like that, especially after everything she had done for him. Neither did he.

He was about to reach out and put his arms around her when she suddenly slipped and pitched backwards. Peter caught her and steadied her, her body extremely close to his now, her hip brushing lightly up against the half-erection he'd been trying, and failing, to control.

Heidi's tiny gasp of surprise unleashed the rest of his desire for her, and Peter pulled her against him, wrapped his arms around her like he had wanted to do that whole time, and slowly ran his hands over her belly, over her breasts, pressing himself against her hip insistently. He whispered, his lips close to her ear, "It's all right. I got you. I want you."

[petrelliheidi]

This was new, when Heidi fell back she fell into Peter's arms, strong arms that wrapped around her felt like they wanted to touch her for longer than one alcohol induced evening. She heard his voice in her ear and she moaned, Peter wasn't the guy you would think was any good at seducing women, that was more Nathan's department; Peter had always seemed shy around women, especially her so to hear him talk in such a manner made her resolve melt.

"We really shouldn't." Though she made no movements away from him; at least it would be on the record that she tried to resist but well, Heidi had been harbouring a crush on Peter for the longest time and he seemed willing, might as well act on it. She turned around to face him, smiling when she saw the water make his longish hair stick to his face, damn he was attractive. Heidi gave a little giggle and leaned up to kiss her shower companion hoping the spark she had felt the night before was still there.

It was.

Heidi wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his, if Peter really wanted to do this she was going to take full advantage of the situation. "This is okay, isn't it? You and me?" She knew it wasn't but in that moment she needed it to be.

Four years later...

[fallen_empath]

In truth, it definitely wasn't okay, but Peter couldn't say that and expect to finish what he'd started here. His stomach fluttered as her body pressed close to his, momentarily trapping his cock against her belly and not where he really wanted it. He rocked his hips against her, trying to relieve the ache that was swiftly building the longer he agonized over what they were actually doing. Again.

Heidi was feeling the guilt now; it registered dimly beneath her overpowering desire for him, but even still it was holding her back ever so slightly. God, he couldn't stop now! Stopping now and running full speed in the direction that wouldn't completely wreck his own life and finish destroying his brother's marriage, although a smart idea, was an even more awful one.

Fuck it. Peter never listened to his head anyway. Maybe if he convinced himself, he'd convince her as well.

His mouth close to her ear, he whispered, "Yes, it's okay. Please let it be okay."

Without another second of hesitation, Peter lifted Heidi, cradling her thighs against his forearms and resting her back against the tiled wall of the shower, and the next thrust of his hips buried him inside of her, the heat of her so much more intense than the water spraying down on his back.

Re: Four years later...

[petrelliheidi]

Peter was a lot stronger than he looked, something Heidi felt his parents never gave him credit for, so he wasn't built like a footballer, so what? He had other talents.

Heidi moaned, making eye contact with Peter. He always had such kind eyes, Heidi found herself getting lost in them. She smiled and moved her hand into his hair, kissing him deeply. "Eager?" She whispered in his ear.

Re: Four years later...

[fallen_empath]

Peter could see the mirth in Heidi's crystal blue eyes, and he couldn't help himself. He grinned and laughed; as long as he'd known her, Heidi had a way of making him feel at ease, no matter the situation. Why should sex in the shower be any different?

"Not any more than you are," he teased. He slowed his rhythm just long enough to kiss her deeply, passionately, the way she deserved to be kissed. She deserved to be made to feel beautiful and special. How could Nathan give this up? How could he treat her so badly? Not that it surprised him; Nathan had done the same to him. His brother, who thought he was entitled to take whatever he wanted, had cast aside his playthings like a disinterested child would his old toys.

Peter shook off that train of thought immediately -- if he wasn't careful, she would pick up on the true nature of his and Nathan's not-quite-brotherly relationship, and Christ, he could not have that.

He kissed up and down her neck, and was suddenly struck with the overwhelming urge to get his hands on her. "Turn around," he moaned, and Heidi quickly obliged him, no doubt able to feel his desperation. As Peter prepared to slide himself into her from behind, bracing himself on the soap holder, a brief flash of pain shot through his right hand.

What the hell was that? Never mind...

Wasting no time, he picked up where he left off, his pleasure intensifying as he cupped a hand around each of her breasts. "You're so fucking beautiful," he sighed against her shoulder.

Re: Four years later...

[petrelliheidi]

Peter Petrelli, being forceful? Heidi had never expected that from him, the way his brother described him as well, soft and sensitive and someone who always needed protecting but that was far from the truth, in this instance at least.

Heidi bit her lip, reveling in the sensation of being with someone who actually wanted to be with her, how she wished her husband still wanted that. She loved Nathan so dearly but things had changed between them, it was a bitter pill to swallow but it was the truth. She glanced down at Peter's hands fondling her breasts, water was raining down on them yet Heidi noticed that it was stained red, the color of blood. Heidi stilled, suddenly concerned. "Peter?" She grasped his hand and held it up, looking for a cut but she couldn't see one. "Hmm, is there something you want to tell me, maybe?" Heidi had definitely seen it, but was it what she had thought?

[fallen_empath]

Peter looked at his perfectly healed hand warily, unsure of how to handle this really unfortunate timing. Not only was there a rivulet of blood running down Heidi's chest, there was blood on the soap dish too. Then he saw the culprit - a razor, one of those fancy pink ones with three blades. How could he explain his healing ability in a way that wouldn't make her look at him like he had three heads, flee from the shower, and result in a spectacular case of blue balls?

He rinsed the blood gently from her skin, and sighed. No sense in lying to her: she'd know instantly. Heidi had been lied to enough in her life, and Peter couldn't bring himself to tell her another lie, no matter how minor.

"There's... this thing my body does when it gets injured. It... heals right away. It started happening a while ago. I hope it doesn't scare you half as much as it scared me," he said, avoiding her eyes, but still touching her lightly.

"If you want me to stop, I'll understand."

[petrelliheidi]

Well, that was different, Heidi had never seen someone heal so fast before. She could tell he was a little uneasy about telling her, maybe he thought she would give him his marching orders? That wasn't happening, not right now. She decided to make light of the situation, hopefully, her words would put him at ease. "Maybe you've finally hit puberty."

She sucked her lips, enjoying his closeness. "I do not want you to stop, do you want to Peter? Are you going to run out and leave me unfulfilled?" It would be a very inopportune time to do so, that was for sure, hopefully, Heidi could entice him to stay and keep fucking her. "You're doing a fantastic job so far."

[fallen_empath]

Relieved that Heidi was willing to make light of an awkward situation, Peter looked up at her, laughing again, and pushed a chunk of wet hair out of his face.

"Jesus, not again! I barely handled puberty the first time. You were there for some of it," he said, his cheeks flushing slightly, his words reminding him that he'd still been a kid when he'd first met Heidi.

If Peter had asked his sixteen-year-old self if he thought he'd ever get a shot with a woman this beautiful, smart, and funny, the answer would have been an unequivocal Yeah, right. Are you fucking kidding me? What a difference a decade made.

Thank God Heidi wasn't about to let a razor mishap ruin the moment, either. She hadn't moved from her slightly bent position, still looking back at him. Her expression might have been teasing, but he could feel a wave of lust wash over him, all Heidi's, nearly demanding him to get his cock inside her again.

Better get back to it then, Petrelli.

"Leave you unfulfilled? Never," he assured her, grabbing her hips and sinking himself into her with a force that even surprised him. "I'm not my brother."

[petrelliheidi]

Heidi chuckled too, it was something they would talk more in-depth about later, he had probably been dying to tell someone and she had the feeling that Nathan might just dismiss it but she was willing to listen.

A shiver went through Heidi's body, the water had turned cold as she marveled at her lover's newfound ability. "How about we get out of the shower, huh? Put on some fuzzy pajamas, snuggle up in bed?" It was a very enticing idea. She turned the water off and reached to get towels for them both. "I may need someone to keep me warm." She grinned at Peter.

She raised an eyebrow at his statement, he loved Nathan, she knew that but there was anger in that statement, directed at him. It was obvious to her that he hadn't been a good brother lately either.

[fallen_empath]

"That sounds like a great idea," Peter said, his teeth actually chattering because of the cold. He took the towel from her outstretched hand gratefully. Not just any towel, mind: these were some ridiculously expensive and incredibly soft towels. To his surprise, they weren't monogrammed.

Thoroughly exhausted, and pretty sure he'd made Heidi come twice, Peter couldn't help but feel like he was on the proverbial cloud nine. He couldn't imagine feeling any better than he did right at this moment.

At least, not until Heidi tossed him a pair of Nathan's pajama pants, ones that probably cost more than the entirety of the dirty laundry piled up on Peter's bedroom floor. They felt really nice against his skin, incredibly soft too, a dark hunter green color that Peter didn't ever recall Nathan being fond of.

Stop thinking about him, Peter commanded himself. As if that were possible while he was buried beneath the covers of his brother's bed, his arms wrapped almost possessively around his brother's wife.

"You still have a birthday present to open, you know," Peter said. "Considering you're now finished with this one," he added teasingly. However, something told him that this - whatever this was - was nowhere near finished. Peter hadn't completely realized just how empty and alone he'd felt since Nathan had stopped needing him, not until now, that blank space filled by the empathic link that endured between himself and Heidi.

[petrelliheidi]

Heidi couldn't remember the last time she had felt so satisfied, at the very least she was glad this had happened. She smiled at Peter wearing the pajamas, it was a good color on him, how unfair it was that she wasn't able to enjoy such a sight more often. Heidi noticed Peter's grip on her, it was endearing? It had been a while since Nathan had held her like that.

"Other present?" Heidi's mind was blanking though it could have been because she was so enjoying this one. "I wish you could stay." But that was probably unwise, Nathan would come back eventually and Heidi and oh boy if he put two and two together would that be a conversation that she did not want to have. Heidi sucked on her lips, she had something she wanted to say but wasn't sure of how Peter would react. "Peter, I'd like for this to be a more than a one-time thing. If you don't want it to be, I'll understand."

[fallen_empath]

"Yeah, I brought a gift for you, remember?" Peter said, pulling Heidi closer, pressing his face against her still-damp hair. She smelled so good, and her skin was so soft; he wanted to enjoy everything about her for as long as possible before he nodded off. He could already feel his eyelids becoming incredibly heavy.

"I'll stay for a little while. We barely got any sleep. I think I was still drunk when I woke up," he chuckled.

This unbridled honesty between them was actually refreshing; Peter couldn't stand women who played hard-to-get, or other games like that. If he could deal with any recurring guilt about sleeping with his brother's wife, and if he were careful, there was no reason this had to be a one-night stand at all, right?

"Whatever you want this to be, that's what I want too. You deserve to get what you want. So do I," Peter managed, finally drifting off to sleep.

Hours later, Peter blinked and sat straight up, having slept so deeply that for a moment he had no idea where he was. The neon-green numbers on the bedside clock read 6:59 pm. It was seven o'clock at night! God damn it! Peter hightailed it into the bathroom, changed into his clothes, and then stuffed Nathan's pajamas into a random dresser drawer.

He heard his brother's keys in the door the split-second after Nathan's half-drunk, half-angry presence registered in his empathic sense. "Oh, come on," Peter moaned, contemplating the two-and-a-half story drop from the bedroom window. This was probably going to hurt, and not in the good way. But there was no other option: Heidi was now sitting upright too, staring at him, looking just as panicked as he felt. Out he went.

There was a light coating of snow on the windowsill, and his foot slipped, throwing off his landing. Peter bit down a scream as his left wrist and leg impacted the unforgiving, frozen December ground; the pain and the sound of his bones breaking made his stomach turn, and if it weren't for his healing ability, he would have definitely gotten sick and passed out. Nope, scratch that.

He made it as far as three houses away before collapsing in someone's front yard and throwing up all over their Christmas decorations.