Claire Bennet ∞ Heroes ∞ Het indestructigirlNovember 6 2011, 23:24:11 UTC
Description: Claire Bennet is a 21 year old woman with the ability to automatically heal from any injury. Her cells are constantly regenerating, therefore causing her to age at a much slower rate than normal people. The ability became active around the time she turned sixteen, so she still appears to look around that age.
She's very friendly, and she can be a bit of a flirt. She can't feel pain after her encounter with the serial killer Sylar, where he cut open her skull and took her ability. It's assumed that Sylar "fixed" her, by rendering her unable to feel pain, but there isn't a real explanation for why it happened. Her ability also gives her a higher sex drive and a quicker recovery rate in between rounds, and she is slightly more sensitive due to her nerves making up for the lack of pain.
Scenarios:
1. Teacher/Student: Claire is a college student (or posing as a high school student since she looks young enough) and is doing the cliche "asking for extra credit" thing, or maybe she's in trouble? Up to the tagger.
2. Student/Student: Same as above, except Claire is asking for tutoring from a fellow student. She is smart but not exactly honor roll material so it's unlikely that she'd be the one doing the tutoring. Or they could just be working on a project together, again, it's up to the tagger. Bonus points if it's a cute, nerdy guy that has a crush on her. ;)
3. Locker room: Since Claire was a cheerleader in canon, it's perfectly okay to assume she's a cheerleader here. Maybe a football player or a teacher stumbles in on her getting dressed alone? ^___^
(OOC: I apologize for dropped/ignored threads. I've been kinda on/off with tagging - and distracted by new muses - but I will try to get to this. I can link you a prefs post if you want, any other questions/ideas just PM and ask.)
scenario 3shadesdotgifNovember 7 2011, 09:07:51 UTC
Yet another victory for the Love Hotel Tentacle Monsters! Rude hadn't been at his best for this game, too distracted by the very attractive blonde cheerleader bouncing around on the sidelines, to the point where he'd very nearly fumbled several plays. Thankfully, his natural size made up for that, but still he was mentally kicking himself as he came into the locker room after the game, later than most.
Only to find Claire there, getting dressed. Rude hesitated by the door, eyes growing slightly wider- a very nice surprise, one that caused his half-second smirk to cross his face without delay.
Claire was still pretty excited from the game, she hadn't really cheered in so long that she'd forgotten how much she loved it. Of course, it helped that there were some hot guys on the team, especially one who she was certain had been checking her out during the game. She hoped he was, because she'd been checking him out, too.
Lost in her thoughts, she didn't hear him approach, so she jumped at the sound of his voice. She was still in the middle of getting changed, and was just in a bra and panties, her skirt dropping to the floor as she was pulling it up. Claire turned, her eyes going wide as she saw him standing in the door way. Her cheeks went crimson, but she still managed a flirty smile.
"Hey... this is the girls' locker room, silly," she said quietly, making no move to cover herself.
He glanced towards the door, the sign proudly proclaiming that- so it was. He must have taken a few more knocks to the head than he'd expected. But nevertheless, in he strode, eyes never leaving her the whole time. Embarrassing, but he knew what that smile meant- who would leave after that?
"Well, there's no one here," she purred, twirling a long blonde curl around one finger. "I wouldn't mind if you wanted to join me."
The rest of the squad was gone, as were the coaches. Claire had been hanging out around the field and the boys' locker room until everyone was gone, hoping to catch a glimpse... But here he was, he'd come right to her. He was even hotter, and even bigger in person. Her white cotton panties were already starting to get damp, just seeing him there. Her nipples hardened, visible through the thin fabric of her matching bra.
The padding had already gone, abandoned on the ground for the equipment manager to pick up, so it was easy for Rude to peel off his sweaty jersey to discard on a bench. Muscles from long hours in the gym and on the field are shiny with sweat, Rude approaching her topless, making no effort to disguise how he's checking her out. Now that they were close, he could see she was getting hot and bothered...even better.
She licked her lips, eyes roaming over his body before she reached out, a hand moving over those muscles. Her eyes lit up, clearly she didn't mind if he was sweaty. She then turned on her heel to walk toward the showers. "You played a good game," Claire said, glancing over her shoulder. "Think you got enough energy left for me?" Her tone was teasing, flirty, and she giggled quietly.
Rude followed closely after her, within arm's reach if he wished to touch her, take hold of the incredibly tempting curves being flaunted in front of him. But Rude kept his hands to himself for now, glancing once over his shoulder to make sure they were alone- that'd be important, for what he intended to do to her.
The showers were empty too, and the man could feel himself starting to harden in anticipation. It's only once they're in the showers that he halts, pants still on, a bulge growing in plain sight. He cocks his head down, indicating for her to take them off.
"Of course, I've got more than enough... wouldn't want to disappoint the star player," she said confidently, turning and reaching to pull his shorts down. Watching him get hard before her eyes gave her the biggest thrill, and her excitement grew as his cock did, as she exposed it to the cool air of the showers. Licking her lips again, she knelt down to pull his shorts down all the way so he could step out of them.
By now there was a damp spot on her panties that Claire was sure he could see, and she wanted him to see it, wanted him to see the effect he was having on her without even having to touch her.
Step out of them he did, one kick sending them to a forgotten corner of the shower. She needn't touch him to get him worked up, either: just knowing Claire was on her knees in front of him got him swelling rapidly, reaching his full eleven inches right in front of her face. The temptation to have her suck it, to torture her with horniness awhile longer, was right there...but no. He could see in her eyes that she wanted to get fucked.
A hand looped under her arm to pull her back up, looking her over. Eyes alighted on the damp spot, and now he really knew that this was a sure thing, the smirk flickering onto his face again.
"I've been thinking about getting you alone since I saw you step onto the field." There's no hesitation, no shame in her voice as she admits it, too. Her eyes lingered on his length even after he pulled her to her feet, sizing him up. She knew she could take it, most of it anyway. It wouldn't even hurt. As much as she did want him to fuck her, she wouldn't have minded if he wanted to give her a little taste first. In fact, she'd been about to help herself until he lifted her away.
Claire caught the smirk, and fought back a shiver. That look meant trouble, the very best kind of trouble. She could feel the hair rising on her arms and the back of her neck, goosebumps prickling her skin in anticipation. "Well," she purred, "are you gonna make me beg for it, or just give it to me?"
There'd be plenty of time later, he figured, for a lot of things. Rude reached back to twist the water on, dousing them both in its warmth, before coming back to grip her and press her up against the tile. The man brings himself in close, sliding his eyes over her face once more before pressing his lips firmly against hers, erection pressing hot and hard against the smooth, flat planes of her stomach.
"You'll beg," he murmured, in between kisses. "But just for me not to stop."
The water didn't feel nearly as good as he did, and she let out a whimper against his lips, hands roaming over his chest and shoulders. Her nipples were plainly visible through the now-soaking wet bra, and if he didn't have her hips pressed against the wall, her panties wouldn't be leaving much to the imagination either.
But she wasn't concerned with any of it, all she could concentrate on was the feel of his body against hers, the firm erection against her stomach, his lips on hers... Already Claire was at his mercy, ready to let him have her however he wanted. She was addicted, and greedy - craving more.
All according to a very vauge plan, one that largely amounted to just fucking her in every way she'd let him get away with. Her bra was disposed of in short order, pushed loosely off her shoulders before he snaps the clasp open, more than ready to get a handful of her breasts. Everything about her is arousing, even moreso now she's out of the uniform which had been the cause of far too many idle classroom fantasies. Now here they were, making out naked in the school showers, and Rude really wasn't sure how long he could go before he just had to start fucking her.
For now, however, he wanted to just have a good taste of all of her. The kisses rained down again and again, demanding and full of lust, one palm closing over her tit to grip and squeeze. His growls were coming out much more like groans the longer they went, horribly turned on by her as well, giving a long grind of his cock against her stomach.
Claire wiggled out of her bra, eager to have his hands on her, pushing her chest out. Her breasts weren't overly large, but a nice handful, firm and perky. They were well proportioned to her petite frame. Quiet moans escaped as she got even more turned on, and she gave back as good as she got, kissing him hungrily.
She'd spent so many days imagining this, she could hardly believe it was happening, but damn was it ever worth the wait. The reality was even better than her fantasies so far. Her hips lifted slightly in an attempt to get some friction, legs wrapping sound him since he had her lifted up.
Thank god for hours in the weight room and Claire being so slender of frame: Rude can lift her and hold her easily, keeping one hand firmly on her ass now to support the blonde between himself and the wall. The other, regrettably, released her chest to reach down and push her panties aside, revealing the slick sex made even moreso by the hot water coursing over them. It took a bit of work, with their current angle, but Rude managed to get himself pressed against her entrance, ready to push in.
But not before grinding again a few times, only giving her the head before pulling out again, keeping the girl secure with both arms. Rude dipped his head down, dragging his tongue across her neck before coming back up, eyes dark with arousal.
Claire Bennet is a 21 year old woman with the ability to automatically heal from any injury. Her cells are constantly regenerating, therefore causing her to age at a much slower rate than normal people. The ability became active around the time she turned sixteen, so she still appears to look around that age.
She's very friendly, and she can be a bit of a flirt. She can't feel pain after her encounter with the serial killer Sylar, where he cut open her skull and took her ability. It's assumed that Sylar "fixed" her, by rendering her unable to feel pain, but there isn't a real explanation for why it happened. Her ability also gives her a higher sex drive and a quicker recovery rate in between rounds, and she is slightly more sensitive due to her nerves making up for the lack of pain.
Scenarios:
1. Teacher/Student: Claire is a college student (or posing as a high school student since she looks young enough) and is doing the cliche "asking for extra credit" thing, or maybe she's in trouble? Up to the tagger.
2. Student/Student: Same as above, except Claire is asking for tutoring from a fellow student. She is smart but not exactly honor roll material so it's unlikely that she'd be the one doing the tutoring. Or they could just be working on a project together, again, it's up to the tagger. Bonus points if it's a cute, nerdy guy that has a crush on her. ;)
3. Locker room: Since Claire was a cheerleader in canon, it's perfectly okay to assume she's a cheerleader here. Maybe a football player or a teacher stumbles in on her getting dressed alone? ^___^
(OOC: I apologize for dropped/ignored threads. I've been kinda on/off with tagging - and distracted by new muses - but I will try to get to this. I can link you a prefs post if you want, any other questions/ideas just PM and ask.)
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Only to find Claire there, getting dressed. Rude hesitated by the door, eyes growing slightly wider- a very nice surprise, one that caused his half-second smirk to cross his face without delay.
"Nice."
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Lost in her thoughts, she didn't hear him approach, so she jumped at the sound of his voice. She was still in the middle of getting changed, and was just in a bra and panties, her skirt dropping to the floor as she was pulling it up. Claire turned, her eyes going wide as she saw him standing in the door way. Her cheeks went crimson, but she still managed a flirty smile.
"Hey... this is the girls' locker room, silly," she said quietly, making no move to cover herself.
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He glanced towards the door, the sign proudly proclaiming that- so it was. He must have taken a few more knocks to the head than he'd expected. But nevertheless, in he strode, eyes never leaving her the whole time. Embarrassing, but he knew what that smile meant- who would leave after that?
"Sorry. Must've gotten turned around."
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The rest of the squad was gone, as were the coaches. Claire had been hanging out around the field and the boys' locker room until everyone was gone, hoping to catch a glimpse... But here he was, he'd come right to her. He was even hotter, and even bigger in person. Her white cotton panties were already starting to get damp, just seeing him there. Her nipples hardened, visible through the thin fabric of her matching bra.
"I was just about to hit the shower."
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The padding had already gone, abandoned on the ground for the equipment manager to pick up, so it was easy for Rude to peel off his sweaty jersey to discard on a bench. Muscles from long hours in the gym and on the field are shiny with sweat, Rude approaching her topless, making no effort to disguise how he's checking her out. Now that they were close, he could see she was getting hot and bothered...even better.
"Lead on."
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Rude followed closely after her, within arm's reach if he wished to touch her, take hold of the incredibly tempting curves being flaunted in front of him. But Rude kept his hands to himself for now, glancing once over his shoulder to make sure they were alone- that'd be important, for what he intended to do to her.
The showers were empty too, and the man could feel himself starting to harden in anticipation. It's only once they're in the showers that he halts, pants still on, a bulge growing in plain sight. He cocks his head down, indicating for her to take them off.
"Think you have enough for me?"
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By now there was a damp spot on her panties that Claire was sure he could see, and she wanted him to see it, wanted him to see the effect he was having on her without even having to touch her.
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A hand looped under her arm to pull her back up, looking her over. Eyes alighted on the damp spot, and now he really knew that this was a sure thing, the smirk flickering onto his face again.
"You're all worked up."
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Claire caught the smirk, and fought back a shiver. That look meant trouble, the very best kind of trouble. She could feel the hair rising on her arms and the back of her neck, goosebumps prickling her skin in anticipation. "Well," she purred, "are you gonna make me beg for it, or just give it to me?"
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"You'll beg," he murmured, in between kisses. "But just for me not to stop."
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But she wasn't concerned with any of it, all she could concentrate on was the feel of his body against hers, the firm erection against her stomach, his lips on hers... Already Claire was at his mercy, ready to let him have her however he wanted. She was addicted, and greedy - craving more.
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For now, however, he wanted to just have a good taste of all of her. The kisses rained down again and again, demanding and full of lust, one palm closing over her tit to grip and squeeze. His growls were coming out much more like groans the longer they went, horribly turned on by her as well, giving a long grind of his cock against her stomach.
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She'd spent so many days imagining this, she could hardly believe it was happening, but damn was it ever worth the wait. The reality was even better than her fantasies so far. Her hips lifted slightly in an attempt to get some friction, legs wrapping sound him since he had her lifted up.
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But not before grinding again a few times, only giving her the head before pulling out again, keeping the girl secure with both arms. Rude dipped his head down, dragging his tongue across her neck before coming back up, eyes dark with arousal.
"Ready?"
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