Seduction of the Senses - 2
Chapter One
After a sleepless night of tossing and turning in her lonely bed, Claire has made her decision.
She retrieves the list from under her pillow, calmly picks up her pen, and draws a thick black line through West’s name. If she had removed Peter because he was her father’s brother, then she needs to remove West because he’s a younger version of her father. Dark looks and the same power, the thought of fucking him is just too much to deal with. Kissing him had been strange, although she didn’t realize why then. It’s only after she’s spent hours debating West vs. Sylar that she realizes she had been kissing a mini-Nathan. There wasn’t enough mental bleach in the world to remove that gag-inducing idea from her head.
That only left Sylar on her list. That alone tells her she has a terrible, awful, absolutely no good plan. However, it’s the only plan she has, and she can justify her decision. For one, he isn’t a teenage boy - she really doesn’t want to have to deal with the awkward fumbling of someone who’s just as inexperienced as she is. Second, he is gorgeous - she knows that he is creepy, completely fucked-up, and beyond insane, but she can’t deny that he still is gorgeous. Third, what are the chances that it would actually happen? He can be an innocent mental fling, one where she can dream and fantasize of what it would be like to touch him, but the chances of it becoming reality are slim to none. While she was making this list, this plan to lose her innocence, it doesn’t mean that it has to be immediately. Fourth, she can just imagine the look on his face when he shows up to kill her - again - and she just seduces him instead. That alone will be worth this entire idea. And who knows, it might just keep her alive.
Now that she knows who, she needs to figure out the how. She intuitively knows that he’s not the type to fall for a push-up bra and a miniskirt. It won’t stop her from wearing them, but it won’t be enough. Oh no, she needs to find a way to appeal to him on a different basis.
She can’t help but thinking that she’s completely lost her mind for even considering this plan. She can’t stop herself from shivering, though, when she thinks about what it would be like to kiss him, to have his lips trailing kisses slowly down her neck, to have his hands on her breasts. Claire can’t deny that he appeals to her, and that’s the only thing that keeps her from shredding her list and giving up on this insane idea.
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