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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 19:29:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Home Sweet Home!</title>
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  <description>I am back in good old Canada! Did I mention before that I went to the Philipines to visit some of my good relatives?? Guess not.. Well anywhoo.. I went to the busy streets of Manila. It&apos;s a nice place, but it&apos;s a lot different then Mississauga.&amp;nbsp; I have always wondered how life would be in the Philipines. But, I don&apos;t think I would go through with it very nicely, the whole entire time I was completely confused&amp;nbsp; because I don&apos;t know one word of Taglog (I am not even sure I spelled that right.). I had visited many outstanding and beautiful sights but i couldn&apos;t take any photos because camera got broken by my neighbors children(Babysat them one time because folks went to a wedding and there was supposed to be no children aloud. Stupid me didn&apos;t watch them very well). I had a great time there with my family, but unfortunately my relatives did not have a computer... :(&amp;nbsp; So no computer for a few weeks..... Double :( &lt;br /&gt;And now I am back finally with a computer!! :D &lt;br /&gt;Getting back to the paire love and seeing these new information about Halo in the world tour. I completely agree with everyone in the Halo business that they just need to hook up already or just stop having eye-sex in the middle of the street. &lt;br /&gt;Well, thats it and I am back, and I am very happy that I am back and I am going to start trying to get back into writing fics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 16:56:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New Header!!</title>
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  <description>I FINALLY GOT A HEADER!&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_&apos; lj:user=&apos;&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;entryUserinfo-username&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_mercscilla&apos; lj:user=&apos;mercscilla&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mercscilla.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mercscilla.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mercscilla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp; is the person who created it, &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/space_graphics/115046.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is the link of how to get the header. She also created many other ones of the heroes cast.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all kinds of awesomeness! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_&apos; lj:user=&apos;&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 16:30:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Undivided Attention</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Undivided Attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17 for sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapters:&lt;/b&gt; One-Shot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;AU. Non-Canon. Claire will do anything to try and get Peter&apos;s undivided attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N:&lt;/b&gt; Again, trying another shot at smut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Claire was pissed.....&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Claire was pissed. She’d spent the better part of her evening cleaning the house and cooking for Peter so that when he came home he’d have a clean house and a hot meal. Instead of appreciating Claire’s hospitality, Peter went straight to the computer and started checking the latest news. There was nothing that pissed her off more than being ignored and unappreciated. But she would get his undivided attention if it was the last thing she did that night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Pulling off her white halter she tossed it to the floor, and then she unhooked her bra and slipped it off her arms and let that fall to the floor. Slowly she slid her hands down her tanned skin, over her breasts and down her stomach. When she reached her blue plaid skirt she gently tugged at the sides and pushed down. It sailed to the ground and hit the floor in a soft plunk. She stalked over to Peter wearing nothing but her white lace thong and clear light up stilettos. Claire ran her fingers over Peter’s shoulders and he just shrugged them off. Irritated, she walked around the chair and straddled him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;“Whatcha doin?” she asked coyly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;“I’m trying to check the news to see if Sylar had another victim if you don’t mind,” he replied irritably.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;“Well actually baby, I do mind. I cooked and cleaned for you and you didn’t even care. The least you could do is pay some attention to me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;“I do pay att-“. Before he could finish Claire cut him off with a slow sensual kiss. She ran her fingers through his hair. Her lips traced the shadows on his face. Her fingertips danced under his shirt. She could feel him shiver beneath her touch. He grew harder and harder between her legs that she could feel his penis through his pants probing at her wet opening.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;He began to grope her ad she tugged his shirt up and over his head. Clothes were peeled off and shoes were discarded in the frenzy to release the mounting sexual tension. Claire teasingly pulled away and looked into Peter’s eyes. They were clouded with desire, smiling she pulled away a little more. She had his undivided attention. Claire was shaken from her thoughts when she felt Peter slide two fingers inside her wet folds. She began to grind herself on his hand. Her breathing became erratic; she didn’t want it to end here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Peter leaned down and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He felt hot and flustered like he was caught in a lustful trance. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could take not being inside her. Slowly dislodging his hand from her pussy he lifted his fingers to his mouth and sucked her juices off of his fingers before capturing her mouth with his. Peter eased her onto his now throbbing cock.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Claire gasped when he entered her. It had been awhile since they’d had sex and she’d almost forgotten how great it felt to have him inside her. He gripped her ass and began to bounce her up and down, pressing her body firmly against his. She grinded her body fast and hard against him. She felt like she couldn’t get close enough. Peter sensing this stood up and laid her back on top of the desk and put her legs over his shoulders. He pounded into her harder than before. He could feel her body beginning to tense as well as his own. They were so close to their nirvana.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Claire moved her legs down and wrapped them tightly around Peter’s waist and arched her back as she thrust up to feel him at a deeper angle. She felt hot, the room began to spin and then she came harder than she had ever cum in her life. She looked up as Peter pulled out of her and came on her stomach. Smiling at him she said, “Now you see why I like having your undivided attention.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Comments are love!!&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 16:25:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And Then He Was Gone</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; And Then He Was Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Claire&apos;s thoughts when seeing Peter explode in the night sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapters: &lt;/b&gt;One-Shot very short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; I don&apos;t own anything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N:&lt;/b&gt; You can look at them as a couple or just friendship. As long as you guys like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;And then he was gone. Just like that. &quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;And then he was gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Just like that. She stood and stared at the sky where she had last seen him before crying. Her father came over and held her shoulders as she cried over her loss. Everyone just stood in silence waiting for someone to act until she finally walked away without a backward glance nor word to any of the unknown people at the scene.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;She never forgot that feeling. It stayed with her, and she knew that no matter how hard she tried she would always be missing something inside of her. People might see it but they will never know how she really feels, for she will not speak of it as the pain is too much too bare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Comments are love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 18:46:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Lover&apos;s Moonlight</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; The Lover&apos;s Moonlight&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Peter/Claire (Heroes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17 for the sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapters:&lt;/b&gt; One-Shot. A little quickie I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Peter came back from Claude&apos;s months of training and Peter can&apos;t help to have a little desire. (Claire is 18 in this fic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; I don&apos;t own anything!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N:&lt;/b&gt; This is my first ever fic, and I am taking the chance to do a little&amp;nbsp; smut. I personally think this isn&apos;t as hardcore as other people have wrote Paire smut, so if you are into the more hardcore stuff, please don&apos;t comment badly. Please be nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;The bond that they shared called to him and he knew it was her.&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;The bond that they shared called to him and he knew it was her. The beautiful girl of eighteen secretly came into the room, so her lover would not be disturbed. It was night already and it had been a long day. He had just come back from months of training with Claude. The welcome back party was a grand event indeed, because his girl had waited for him. He knew that the night ahead would be one of passion and love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Claire quietly sat on the bed. The sight before her was too beautiful. Peter laid tangled in bed covers on the edge of the bed. His black long hair was very messy and went over his eyes. Instead of looking like a man, he looked like a little boy. She couldn’t help but giggle. Her quiet laughter awoke from him from his sleep. As Peter gave a slight grin, he caught Claire off guard and prepared his attack. She kept laughing as he assaulted her sides with his very skilled hands. She was always very ticklish and Peter would frequently take advantage of it. Her laughter began to disperse as his mouth descended upon hers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;The kiss was soft at first, but then it became rough and demanding. She had missed the warmth of his love, so she joined in by mixing her tongue with his. Over the years Claire had been shy and timid but now she as skilled a lover as Peter. Her hands roamed his body. The feel of her hands touching his body made him moan in pleasure. He responded by taking her tank top off and began unclasping her pink bra. Claire’s full breasts were now in his view. He was now on top of her and gently sucking on her hard nipple. Claire arched her back and became aroused at his actions. She then noticed how his member was poking through his boxers. She wanted it inside of her…now. Peter must have read her mind, because he made quick work of the rest of their clothes, the training with Claude have paid off. Peter could wait no longer, so he raised Claire up against the headboard and rammed into her center. Claire was used to this, because of the lovemaking her and Peter did before he left. Together they created a fast rhythm that lasted until both were tired and exhausted.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Claire lay in Peter’s arms after their rough lovemaking. The moon shone through the window above the bed and covered the lovers in an ethereal glow. They fell asleep under the moonlight and dreamt of a beautiful future to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Comments are love!&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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