Hudson glares at him, her eyes flashing red. "You can't do this Sylar."

"Why?" He questions as he looms over her, making her feel like she's less than human, alien. "Because it's what's right?"

"Bastard." Hudson hisses as she attempts to push him away, but finds that she can't, she's frozen in her spot.

Sylar chuckles, deep and low, and her eyes widen slightly as he grabs her wrists into his hands. "You would know."

"Let go of me," she demands, trying to pull away from his heated touch.

"Make me." He grins as she simply smiles in reply.

"Are you challenging me?" She questions, raising her brow as she leans in. "I don't like to lose, Gabriel." She whispers, nipping at his neck.

"You wouldn't." He gasps as he tightens his grip on her.

"Try me." She whispers as she thrusts her thigh in between his legs and rubs against his crotch.

He groans, shuddering slightly against her. "Hudson."

"Two can play at this game," she whispers as she catches him off guard and kisses him, hard and demanding.

Sylar moans into her mouth, uncurling his fingers from her wrists to wrap them around her, pulling her body close to his.

She pulls away, startled at her own arousal as she rubs herself against him. "Sylar," she moans, losing the small amount of control that she had left; seduced by the power he yielded with his mind.

"Hudson," he groans as they hover slightly in the air, before he presses her up against the wall a few feet off the ground, attacking her lips.

"Sylar," She gasps, biting his lip, knowing she can't really hurt him, since he has the ability to heal. It's such a freeing feeling. "We shouldn't." She groans as she tries to pull away.

"Then why does it feel so good?" She questions as scraps his nails down her back as she arches into his touch.

She groans. "It shouldn't- this is wrong." She begins, pulling away.

"Why?" He asks as he nips at her neck. "Save me-"

"Don't," she gasps, her fingers tightening around his arms, kissing him hard, promising more.

The End.