He thought he could make her his, wasn't that cute? It wasn't an easy task and it had been attempted before. Veronica Mars was not easy to tame, even after all she'd been through. His hands on her body made her quiver, she didn't care how rough he got with her right now. As much as he could hurt her, he could also make her feel more alive than she ever had before, especially since she found out about her immortality.
"We'll see." She teased him. She was starting to realize that this might not be just a one time thing. He might want to experience it again, and she didn't think she'd be able to turn him down for an encore. She didn't imagine she could turn him down for much after this, but right now she was very much in the moment.
She was kissing him back, with more need and passion than her somewhat shy earlier kisses. He was definitely not gentle with her, but she didn't care about that. She didn't want gentle. She didn't want someone to make love to her. She wanted someone to fuck her. She wanted Sylar to fuck her. She wasn't really focusing on how wrong this was anymore.
Her hips moved up to meet him each time as she moaned. She couldn't help being a little vocal during this.