Charles understood perfectly well how easily Sylar could have hurt him, he wasn't completely idiotic, after all. However, he chose to believe that Sylar wouldn't hurt him, and if he did, well, then Charles was wrong. But Charles didn't find himself to be wrong very often. He didn't think he was in control of Sylar, he just trusted that the other man was in control of himself.

Besides, it got boring, controlling one person constantly. This was much more fun.

"Do that," Charles murmured, shivering slightly at the touch.