YET ANOTHER HEROES ANONYMOUS KINK MEME
In celebration of my return to bad-tv-boyfriend Heroes, I present to you all:
Yet Another Heroes Anonymous Kink Meme
RULES OF ENGAGEMENT:
1) ALL characters MUST be 16 or older and sentient (ie, no beastiality unless someone's a werewolf) to play.
2) NO "seconding" prompts! It's annoying to the prompter and the readers, and I will delete any " ( Read more... )
Yet Another Heroes Anonymous Kink Meme
RULES OF ENGAGEMENT:
1) ALL characters MUST be 16 or older and sentient (ie, no beastiality unless someone's a werewolf) to play.
2) NO "seconding" prompts! It's annoying to the prompter and the readers, and I will delete any " ( Read more... )
“You’re not alone now,” Peter said.
Matt and Mohinder stared at each other, powers crackling crazily between all of them, staring as if too frightened to move. Peter knew he couldn’t take much more of this, and tried a move out of desperation. He leaned in and kissed them, first Matt, then Mohinder, lightly, almost teasing. Both shivered under his touch, and Peter tried to grasp Matt’s telepathy more firmly.
Everything was screwed up, but you’re together now. Please, stop fighting… Peter begged. He didn’t push but tried to let them see everything they’d been missing, everything they were throwing away because of misunderstandings and bad choices.
Peter blinked, and now Matt and Mohinder were crushed into each other’s embrace, mouths moving on each other, tongues dueling back and forth, the passion rising off of both of them practically enough to melt Peter’s mind. He gasped, the thoughts coming from both sides potent enough to nearly floor him as Matt and Mohinder suddenly swept him into their intimate embrace.
Nearly forgetting how to breathe, crushed as he was between two men both with flashes of super-strength, he almost missed their hands on him, Mohinder’s long fingers delving under his shirt to delicately flick over his nipples, and Matt’s larger hand easily palming Peter’s hardness through his pants. It didn’t take more than a few seconds, bombarded as he was with erotic imagery from both sides, and Peter gave a silent scream as his body climaxed hard.
Peter shoved himself away from both of them out of a sense of self-preservation, heart pounding so hard it seemed ready to burst, and they seemed to understand. Matt and Mohinder stood there easily now, side-by-side, hands roaming over each other absently, as if re-learning something they’d forgotten. After several long moments, Peter had recovered enough to speak, and made a surprising discovery.
“I can still fly,” he said in awe. Mohinder’s lips twitched in humor.
“You didn’t exactly get a clean shot with either of us. It makes sense your power would retain your last clear impression.”
Matt smiled at Mohinder’s pedantic explanation. “Thank you,” he said simply.
“Don’t mention it,” Peter gasped. “So… if I go now, are you two going to be ok?”
“More than ok. Peter-,” Matt started, but Peter cut him off.
“Matt, we kinda still have a guy tied to a chair, so maybe we can discuss this later?” Peter asked, suddenly torn between the information they desperately needed to survive, and a potent experience that he wasn’t sure if he could survive again, but devoutly wanted to.
“Much later. In detail. Go, we’ll keep going with Bennet,” Mohinder promised.
Peter nodded and left the room, flinging himself into sky, feeling like they’d managed to win at least one battle in this war.
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Matt and Mohinder stood there easily now, side-by-side, hands roaming over each other absently, as if re-learning something they’d forgotten.
::melts::
This makes me so happy, thank you so much!
-satisfied OP :DD
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