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youngerpetrelliTitle / Prompt: 2/08 - "And I envied the rose that you held in your teeth, love. With the thorns underneath, love, sticking into your gums." ----Tom Lehrer, from "The Masochism Tango"
Character: Peter Petrelli
Warnings: martial arts violence
Pairings: Claude/Peter
Your character's fandom: Heroes
Word count: 297 per PocketWord
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine -- if they were, Claude and Peter would be shagging invisibly on the rooftop already...
Crossposted tolicenseartistic
He's pretty sure there's something just the slightest bit odd about the way they interact, but that's okay because he's started to learn that nothing about him is truly normal. Not his abilities, not his family, and certainly not the way being repeatedly poked and jabbed and smacked by Claude until he's backed up against a wall gets his heart pounding and his blood thumping through certain parts of his body.
It's like some kind of twisted dance -- he strikes and parries, and Claude knocks him back again. He forces his way forwards a step or two, and suddenly he's pushed back into the wall with all six-foot-one of lean and growling Mancunian pressed against him, almost snarling in his face. He's supposed to be training how to defend himself, but it's so hard to pay attention to that when he's achingly hard and wants nothing more than for Claude to lean in and kiss him mercilessly.
And then he shoves Claude back with the telekinesis he stole from Sylar, and manages to push him another step or two, landing a lucky hit under the older man's ribs and making him double over. The nurse in him makes him drop his staff and rush to help, and that's when Claude catches him across the face with his own staff and he sees stars.
"Never drop yer guard when yer opponent looks hurt!" Claude snarls, pressing his advantage, and suddenly he's back against the wall again. "Yer bleedin' heart's gonna get ya killed, Poodle..."
He's about to protest that Claude wouldn't kill him when he remembers that the man threw him off the roof before they knew he could regenerate. But god help him, he loves this blunt, blustery, rude man who beats the crap out of him...
Character: Peter Petrelli
Warnings: martial arts violence
Pairings: Claude/Peter
Your character's fandom: Heroes
Word count: 297 per PocketWord
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine -- if they were, Claude and Peter would be shagging invisibly on the rooftop already...
Crossposted to
licenseartisticHe's pretty sure there's something just the slightest bit odd about the way they interact, but that's okay because he's started to learn that nothing about him is truly normal. Not his abilities, not his family, and certainly not the way being repeatedly poked and jabbed and smacked by Claude until he's backed up against a wall gets his heart pounding and his blood thumping through certain parts of his body.
It's like some kind of twisted dance -- he strikes and parries, and Claude knocks him back again. He forces his way forwards a step or two, and suddenly he's pushed back into the wall with all six-foot-one of lean and growling Mancunian pressed against him, almost snarling in his face. He's supposed to be training how to defend himself, but it's so hard to pay attention to that when he's achingly hard and wants nothing more than for Claude to lean in and kiss him mercilessly.
And then he shoves Claude back with the telekinesis he stole from Sylar, and manages to push him another step or two, landing a lucky hit under the older man's ribs and making him double over. The nurse in him makes him drop his staff and rush to help, and that's when Claude catches him across the face with his own staff and he sees stars.
"Never drop yer guard when yer opponent looks hurt!" Claude snarls, pressing his advantage, and suddenly he's back against the wall again. "Yer bleedin' heart's gonna get ya killed, Poodle..."
He's about to protest that Claude wouldn't kill him when he remembers that the man threw him off the roof before they knew he could regenerate. But god help him, he loves this blunt, blustery, rude man who beats the crap out of him...
