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21 August 2011 @ 12:20 pm
simple design (nc-17)  
Title: simple design
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Elle/Claire
Word Count: 807
Warnings: Underage, and unexpected sex.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: "I have an idea," Claire grinned, jerking Elle out of her seat and leading her to the back of the plane.
Notes: Shameless sex. What should have happened after that incident on the plane.


"I think he's talking about you."

Claire's words were like static in Elle's head. She gripped the armrest tightly.

"Shut up," Elle spat.

"Seriously, calm down. You have to turn it off, or we're going to crash!" Claire sounded desperate.

Electricity surged from her body, making the plane shake worse. She cringed under the heat of her power.

"If I knew how to do that I wouldn't be here in the first place."

She didn't know if Claire had even heard her. Her voice came out so weak. She couldn't stop her hand from trembling, couldn't turn off the power. She was surprised when Claire took her hand and allowed the shock to transfer through her body.

"Take my hand. Let me help you, drop your electricity into me. Do it!"

Claire's voice was so soothing, Elle thought, despite the fact she was screaming it over the alarms. Elle caught her breathe after taking a few gulps of air. She allowed Claire's voice, her touch, to ease the pain she felt under her crawling skin. The electricity ceased, the plane regained stability, and Elle smiled for the first time in what seemed like years.

"That was intense," Claire said, still getting her breathing under control also.

Elle just continued to smile, letting her head hit the seat behind her. Her chest heaved with each deep breathe and she squeezed Claire's hand harder.

"Thanks, cheerleader."

"I have an idea," Claire grinned, jerking Elle out of her seat and leading her to the back of the plane.

"Claire, what are you doing?"

Elle almost had to run to keep with up with Claire. That sly look on her face had Elle intrigued, to say the least.

Claire didn't say another word, just shoved Elle into a cramped bathroom stall and slid the door shut behind them. Elle went to speak but was stopped by Claire's hand over her mouth.

"Don't. Just go with it."

Elle tensed, unsure of what Claire's intentions were. Claire backed her up against a small sink and Elle had to brace herself to keep from tripping.

Claire pushed herself against Elle and leaned in so she could whisper in her ear, "Might sound crazy, but I've wanted to do this since the first time I laid eyes on you."

In one fluid motion, Claire had the front of Elle's pants open and slipped a slender hand down between her legs.

"Feels like I wasn't the only one who wanted this," Claire mused.

Elle was already wet, had been since the moment Claire grabbed her hand back at their seats. But she would never fill the cheerleader in on that tidbit.

Claire massaged Elle's clit, very slowly at first and as Elle's breathing increased its pace so did Claire. Elle's red jacket was ripped open with Claire's free hand and discarded to the floor along with her pants. Elle jumped up on the sink and spread her legs wider, giving Claire more access. She began to wonder if this was Claire's first time with a girl. Probably not, she surely didn't stumble around, seemed to know exactly how to touch her and where. Elle held onto Claire's shoulders to steady herself as Claire lifted her shirt up to her chin and slid a hand under her bra. Elle's nipples grew hard almost instantly under Claire's hand and she hated the look of satisfaction Claire shot her.

"What are you waiting for?" Elle pondered in barely a whisper. She wished it had come out more confident, didn't want Claire to think she was running this show.

Claire must have gotten the hint, Elle thought, as she slipped two fingers inside. Elle's back arched and she hit her head off the wall behind her. Claire pumped her fingers in and out, seeming to go faster as Elle's heart raced harder. She could feel her skin start to tingle. It was starting again. She held onto Claire's shoulders harder, digging her fingernails into Claire's shirt. Claire's hand came to rest on her back, pulling her closer to the edge of the counter so she could go deeper. Elle's breathing was coming out in gasps now and her powers began to manifest as she came closer to climax.

The shirt Claire was wearing started to singe, and soon Elle couldn't hold it back anymore. Electric shocks surged from her hands and coursed through Claire's body, growing in intensity as Elle came around Claire's fingers. Just as fast as it had started, it began to dim to little shocks as Elle fell forward into Claire.

"Where did you learn to do that?" Elle gulped.

"Maybe I'll tell you, someday." Claire just smirked.

Elle watched as the burned skin regenerated and all that was left was a smoldering smell.

"Now get yourself back together, our flight's almost over," Claire said, shoving Elle's pants and jacket into her chest.

Elle would never admit it, but the five foot five blonde in front of her was actually starting to grow on her.

eternal_moonieeternal_moonie on August 21st, 2011 05:36 pm (UTC)

It's been so long since I read eclaire/Clelle!

Absolutely LOVED it!!
amus: [Supernatural] sammy ass/dean backdyinganthem on August 21st, 2011 06:52 pm (UTC)
There's a very good possibility that there might be more where this came from. ;)

I'm glad you enjoyed it! First fic I've written (and posted) in years, so, yeah, kinda nervous at first. Heh.
wgailwgail on August 25th, 2011 12:55 am (UTC)
Loved it! Too bad this scene was cut from the show ;) All the "eye sex" going on in that particular scene and Claire panting like she had an electro-gasm made me wonder what would happen next.