Seduction

Clarity Scifiroots

Regular disclaimers apply

Notes: For indeliblefancy’s unrequited love request. (Well it’s not exactly love per se but....)

Summary: (Set during or after season two events) What Stillson wants... he’ll get. (slash implication)

Warning: Mature/sexual scene ahead, nothing very detailed, but Stillson is creepy to me and that’s how the scene turned out. (It’s actually nothing out of character or not shown on the show, actually. ;;^^ lol)

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“Seduction is an art, you see.” He gave a hard thrust and tightened his grip on the smooth curve of a feminine hip. He thrust again and she cried out pitifully, her head thrown back in rapture. “It all depends on the person…” He nipped at her neck, then sucked hard. Her arms and legs were fully tangled around his body now, squeezing tightly as if trying to stuff all of him inside her.

“There are people who need careful planning, careful elusion,” he continued to explain, grunting when she screamed in his ear. He thought of fierce blue eyes that burned with self-righteous determination; he remembered the flash of fear he had seen once—only once—in those same eyes.

“Then there are some who need only see a beckoning hand,” he said with distinct distaste, but she didn’t’ hear it.

He jerked into her a few more times before coming inside her warm heat. The woman completely collapsed in the aftermath, her limbs falling limply around him. She leaned into him and tried to snuggle her head against his chest. He pulled out of her sharply and tugged the underwear they had displaced with their previous activities back in place. She whimpered in protest, but she was still apparently floating in the afterglow and didn’t say anything coherent. He let her slide to the tiled floor, skirt pushed up around her hips and shirt halfway off. He stared down at her and after a moment, as if appalled by the sight of her, he adjusted himself and zipped up his pants.

He strode out of the bathroom without a glance to the bodyguard who had been standing outside. Down the hall he could see Sonny talking with two other bodyguards.

“Gentlemen!” he called as he approached. “Is there a problem?”

Sonny turned in his direction. “A small annoyance we’ll soon be rid of, sir.”

“Good.”

He was content to let them deal with the minor details; he had bigger issues to preoccupy his time, and he had a plan to implement. There was a trap yet to be sprung that would capture one major annoyance and had the possibility of turning that annoyance to be... something much more pleasurable.

~ * Fin * ~

I stand firmly behind the characterization of Stillson established in season one and two (and I assume all of three, although I haven’t seen the entire season yet)—I’m really irritated by the justification of his character that turned up in the season four premiere. =p I mean, this guy is the prime example of the ultimate “evil” antagonist, he’s the sort of guy you love to hate and can give you a creepy-crawly feeling because there’s just something so dirty and slimy about him... I prefer to see him that way, it makes him interesting... He does not need pity! >.< Argh. Not after three season endings with the same apocalyptic cliff hanger because of him! (*cough*End rant now ^_~)