A Parody Of Love (Part 3/?)

[aunt_zelda]

Title: A Parody Of Love (Part 3/?)

Rating: R to be safe.

Warnings: If you haven’t watched all of Season 1 of Heroes, you shouldn’t be here, you should be at nbc.com catching up!

Disclaimer: Uh … obviously I don’t own Heroes, because if I did, I’d have Plaude making out on screen instead of in slash fics or my twisted mind …

Recap If You’re Lazy And Won’t Follow My Lovely Links: Peter's a hooker. Claude's was a customer who thought it was a one-time deal, then couldn’t get the bishounen out of his head and went back for more. ‘More’ was rough and frenzied, because he wanted to get Peter out of his head. Turns out, that didn’t work out either.

My Thoughts: Dedicated to indyhat for the helpful tips. Nathan comes in the next part … Also, I’m really sorry that it’s wicked short, but this is what you get until next week. I’ll be missing from cyber-land until Sunday night, I’m afraid, and as my laptop is still busted and I’m still broke … sorry! Comments would be lovely, I’ll answer them when I get back …

 

 

Claude can’t stop returning. No matter what he does or what he tells himself, memories of Peter always beckon him back.

As the weeks go by, the sessions are less and less violent. Claude keeps telling himself that this is the last time, this is the last time his lips with meet with Peter’s, this is the last time they’ll touch …

But it’s a lie. He’s completely addicted to Peter, he lives off of the boy.

~*~

“He’s already upstairs,” the manager says, pocketing Claude’s money. “Third door on the right.”

Claude flees the barroom gratefully: he can’t stand the smell of cigarette smoke and unclean sweat.

He knocks even though he knows it’s unnecessary; the rules here are different from anywhere else.

“Come in,”

Peter smiles as Claude enters, but it’s a different smile than before. This smile is so unguarded, so pure, so genuine, that Claude nearly staggers. It’s a smile that would be given by a child or a lover or a spouse: undiluted sweetness.

Claude gives his usual faint grin some encouragement.

“You’re in a good mood,” Peter observes rising from the bed and slowly approaching him. “Nice day?”

Claude shrugs. “No better than others,” he reaches out and strokes Peter’s cheek. “Seeing you is the highlight of my day.”

Peter blushes. “You flatter,” he places a hand over Claude’s. “I’m just a whore,”

“Bull,” Claude whispers, grasping his free hand and kissing it. “You’re Peter.”

~*~

Peter keeps smiling that genuine smile after that.

There are more soft touches and light kisses, gradually building up to what they once rushed into wildly.   

Once, following a harsh, suspicious voice inside his head, Claude sneaks – invisible, of course – into the room to see if Peter gives that smile to anyone else. It takes all of his willpower not to kill the man Peter is fucked by. This is no graceful act of true devotion, it’s brutal and anonymous. Even the second time that Claude came to Peter, the wild, almost angry, time, with the wall-shoving and rough act, was not as horrible as the scene before him. Peter does not smile during this, and the next three customers are just the same – not as horrible as the first, but Peter does not give that special smile. Claude leaves feeling nauseated but satisfied.

Just me …only me …

That means something.

Comments

[c-quinn.livejournal.com]

he lives off of the boy.

Loved that. :)

I'm curious: since Claude has his powers, will Peter have his?

[whatwas.livejournal.com]

great chapter........ and poor Claude, I can't believe he would do that to himself (watch Peter "work"), just to see if he's the only one that gets that special smile........

so new chapter next week... awesome.... ;)

[cucumber-k.livejournal.com]

Claude shouldn't have done that *hugs him*

Loved this chapter, as painful as it was.

[betterthanlegos.livejournal.com]

That was awesome.

And Hairspray soundtrack? You're awesome too.

Keen.

[forsquilis.livejournal.com]

I'm not into Peter or Claude or Plaude, but I'm getting really interested in how this is going to turn out.

[visiblemarket.livejournal.com]

Peter blushes. “You flatter,” he places a hand over Claude’s. “I’m just a whore,”

“Bull,” Claude whispers, grasping his free hand and kissing it. “You’re Peter.”

Awwww. How do you make this so sweet? It's just a little bit wrong.

Claude leaves feeling nauseated but satisfied.- That's more like it.

Very nice. Is one of the others Nathan? Or will it be abundantly clear when he shows up?

[aiisling.livejournal.com]

I love how your fic is about a hooker, and yet it still makes me feel all fluffy inside (at least, this chapter does). I think maybe I'm spending too much time on the internet XD

"“Bull,” Claude whispers, grasping his free hand and kissing it. “You’re Peter.”" FABULOUS, dahling.

Um, Peter should probably give up whoring, get tested for venereal diseases, and come live off of Claude.

[gingerberrysnap.livejournal.com]

I really like where this is going!

I can't wait to find out more about why exactly Peter is a hooker.

Poor Claude though, subjecting himself to watching Peter have sex with his other customers just to make sure. Hopefully Peter will just run off with Claude soon. ;)

[indyhat.livejournal.com]

I got a dedication! Squee! :D

Claude gives his usual faint grin some encouragement.

Liked that. Couldn't say why, if you pressed me, but I liked it :)

Once, following a harsh, suspicious voice inside his head

Oh, nice description of jealousy. And yeah, I guess that's exactly what you would do if you were invisible, infatuated, and jealous!

Really liked this, even though it was short. Can't wait for next installment! :)

[herverylowness.livejournal.com]

Oh man, I can see this getting all Moulin Rouge style.. Great work though, i'm never this into peter/claude.