"And I thought you were so capable," Mohinder purred, his teasing holding absolutely no malice as he curled his fingers in Gabriel's belt loops and hauled him towards the bed. Kneeling upon it, Mohinder took his time undressing Gabriel as he stood in front of him, his long body revealed with the twist of a fine body.

Oh, he did enjoy this. He loved how mutually insync they were and grasped onto it with fast, sure fingers as if he could keep Gabriel with him always.

The thought of 'Sylar' never came up. Perhaps that was because Mohinder completely blocked the thought, perhaps he clung to other, more beautiful angles. It didn't matter at the moment. He couldn't imagine that it ever would.

"Come up here and let me distract you some more," he whispered when they were equally dressed...or undressed!