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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Until she said that.
Consider this your birthday present.A memory surfaced in Peter’s mind, unbidden, unwanted. At first ( ... )
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"If my birthday present feels this good, I wonder how my Christmas present's gonna be," Peter sighed, fully immersed in his memory. A fantasy, really. Nathan had made it absolutely clear that the secret they had shared was nothing more to him now than a liability. They were brothers, and it was wrong, and it was dangerous. Nathan needed to wash his hands of it, of him, the one blemish on Nathan’s otherwise perfect life. Peter’s fear had finally been realized. Nathan no longer needed him ( ... )
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Heidi looked shaken and stressed, but Nathan only half-noticed it thanks to the adrenaline and the liquor running through his bloodstream. His mother was really a piece of work sometimes.
"Where the hell have you been? I go out to the kitchen because it’s way too quiet in there, and there’s a Goddamned mess all over the table and the floor and you and Peter are nowhere to be found? Why is your hair wet? I thought you showered this morning,” Nathan said, alarm bells starting in the back of his mind, remembering what Ma had said to him before she’d kissed her grandsons and left.
Maybe there was something to his mother’s psychic bullshit after all. Nathan’s memory of the morning after Heidi’s birthday was fuzzy at best; he’d come home from a tryst with his secretary, and Heidi had locked him out of his own damn bedroom. What had she been doing in there?
Sleeping off ( ... )
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He ignored the cheap shot Heidi had taken at him about his own tendency to brood and sulk; that wasn’t important compared to her explanation for her absence.
Heidi’s hair was wet because she’d helped Peter get cleaned up after he spilled milk everywhere? Despite his childish insolence, Peter was still a grown man who could take care of himself.
Not with one hand. He’s not supposed to get the sutures wet.There it was, a rational explanation for it, but after what his mother had told him he couldn’t help the jealousy that swelled in him, filled him nearly to bursting. Maybe his brother wouldn’t be the one to ruin their Christmas at this rate. Where was his wife's sudden burst of anger coming from? What, was she taking Peter’s side of all this? Had Peter told her the real reason they’d been at each other’s throats earlier before they'd gotten in the car outside the hospital ( ... )
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Well good, Heidi was in the mood for a fight. Hopefully, the kids wouldn't be waiting at the top of the stairs listening in on their conversation. If she were lucky, the boys would have found Peter and decided to keep him company while mommy and daddy talked.
When he came back, Heidi suddenly felt like she was on trial. She had seen those moves before when Nathan was in court; he was famous for getting people to crack thanks to that steely gaze of his, people often mentioned how good he was and Heidi could see why the glare he was using right now could downright kill a man. She hated to admit it but it was actually kind of hot, it had been a while since she'd seen that sparkle in his eyes.
No matter how hot, she wasn't going to crumble, Heidi gave her husband an annoyed look. "Are you fucking serious, Nathan? Peter is injured, I'm not going to take advantage of him while he's in a vulnerable state." Even though she had wanted to at the time but yeah, that was off the table now, hell she wasn't even sure she ( ... )
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Nathan's intense gaze made Heidi shiver, now was not the time to get turned on by this, she was angry damn it! And yet she felt drawn to him, Nathan was a hard person to say no to, something that Heidi realized Peter had trouble doing when it came to him as well
Then the feelings of paranoia and lust surfaced, Heidi wondered where the first one had come from, Angela most likely, that woman was pure poison. Lust though really? She was yelling at him, angry for reasons she couldn't explain. Of course, he would find that hot. Finally, after he had realized that yelling wasn't getting him anywhere, the charm surfaced, how lucky he was to have that as a fallback option. Heidi gave him a sly smile in response. "Yeah, haven't decided which yet."
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Just like you would if Peter were standing here instead.Nathan banished that thought immediately; he’d never fantasized about his brother when he was with his wife, and he absolutely wasn’t going to start now ( ... )
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She raised an eyebrow as he gestured to the laundry room, that was his plan? Really? Though she supposed it was the best place, it was unlikely they would be interrupted in there. Her thoughts briefly turned to Peter and what he would think of this? He'd be upset, probably. Heidi just hoped it wouldn't make him want to put glass through his other hand. I'm sorry, Peter.
Heidi stood, moving close to her husband and giving him a light kiss. "You're an asshole." She grinned and pulled him into the laundry room where she climbed up onto the dryer, taking off her panties in anticipation.
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Heidi smirked when Nathan said he wanted to feel her, she squirmed against his touch making sure he knew just how turned on she was. "Oh yeah? You like that? I have a lot of things I can be angry at you for." A lot of things.
"Nathan!" Heidi squealed right as the dryer banged loudly, scaring them both. Heidi laughed at both the situation and about how rare that he be caught so off guard. When he said the dryer going she raised an eyebrow at him curiously. "Kinky. Well if you don't know, I..." Heidi moaned loudly as she wrapped herself around her husband, drawing him close. "Fuck!"
Heidi's hands moved up around Nathan's neck and into his hair, even at his worse he still had gorgeous hair, Heidi often wondered how he did that. 'Must be a Petrelli thing' she shivered at the memory of her washing Peter's hair before and thanked God that right now she ( ... )
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“Uncle Peter, are you in there?” Monty’s little voice sounded from behind the door. “Simon’s not mad that you got milk on his Legos. He wants you to come and play the new X-box game we got!”
Peter laughed and answered, “Just a minute, Monty. I’m getting dressed, and then I’ll come kick your butts, all right?”
Monty clambered down the hall back to the bedroom. “Uncle Peter said he’s gonna kick our butts!”
“Yeah, right!” was Simon’s reply ( ... )
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