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... )
He handcuffed Sylar to the bed two years after having done it for the very first time, but this time, he didn’t bail out at the last moment. He spread lube over his fingers and rubbed them together a little, then lowered them down as Sylar spread his legs.
Sylar rasped out his impatience as he seemingly stared up at the ceiling, blindfolded. Adam smirked, slipping his fingers inside, one by one. He found out that Sylar could take about two of his, whereas he could take four of Sylar’s long, bony digits. He worked himself in and out, first his fingers and then his cock, enjoying the view of the blinded man who was writhing uncontrollably. At this point, Adam surmised that Sylar had never really trusted anyone else as much as he trusted Adam, not in this way, and that in itself was rewarding.
It didn’t keep Adam from strangling Sylar afterward, though, and leaving him on his own bed, leaking from both his cock and ass.
They grew into a routine, finding new ways to fuck and subsequently kill each other. When Sylar produced a short, black plug, Adam could only shake his head at the thing in slight amusement. Sylar stuffed it up Adam, then, whispering in Adam’s ear about the way he was going to die, Sylar stroked Adam, roughly and quickly, and Adam cried out as he reached his peak, exploding due to pleasure and discomfort.
Two could play at that game, still. Adam tied Sylar up and drugged him again, forcing him into a murky state of half-consciousness, so that Adam could beat him, then fuck him while pressing his face down into the pillow. Sylar returned the favor by handcuffing Adam to a steel bar in his shower stall. He left Adam sated, but shaking and gasping under the pounding water that Sylar switched to 'cold', with the only tool that could break the bond: a saw. Adam frowned at how unoriginal the whole idea was, but after he dislocated his thumb and discovered that he still couldn’t get the handcuff off, he felt a little better.
He ended up with a simple mode of vengeance: setting Sylar on fire, after making him swallow Adam’s cock for hours.
Sometimes, Adam would wake up and realize what year it was: 2013, 2020, 2028, 2030… Sometimes, he’d realize that Sylar had left him dead for days, even weeks, before coming back and reviving Adam when he'd needed to. Adam responded in kind, knowing that it would only be fair - plus, Sylar deserved everything that Adam had planned for him. The only thing Adam had to worry about was the possibility of being discovered dead while he was hog-tied on the floor, or shackled to his bed, or covered in that nasty latex material, or… Whatever the case, Adam unfortunately did have to undergo some extremely awkward moments of waking up after having been found by others, but then again, so did Sylar.
Adam didn’t end things with Sylar, though. He doubted he ever would. Even after years (and people that Adam had known), passed away, there would always be Sylar. Adam knew that he had the rest of eternity to find new ways to challenge Sylar, to make him scream, to make him come, to make him die… and so far, Adam wasn’t growing bored of their games.
Which, in the end, was why he kept Sylar alive for so long, and simultaneously made sure that others would let Sylar live. One time, while he was watching from afar, he noticed that Sylar was being followed. Adam quickly took care of those people, though he would never admit that he had done so.
It wasn’t like Adam cared about Sylar, after all, and he knew that the feeling was mutual.
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That you still read my fic after feeling drained from writing (*hugs* I know what that feels like, but only when it comes to essays, LOL), really means a lot to me :)
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That was wonderful. I loved how they started off just killing each other and it evolved into something deeper. The hate!sex was so bitter and twisted, and it seemed like such a game to them both.
You drugged them! And used toys! And handcuffs! And choking!
The only thing Adam had to worry about was the possibility of being discovered dead while he was hog-tied on the floor, or shackled to his bed, or covered in that nasty latex material, or…
Hee! Now I'm imagining Peter or Claire discovering Adam in a very compromising position.
Adam knew that he had the rest of eternity to find new ways to challenge Sylar, to make him scream, to make him come, to make him die… and so far, Adam wasn’t growing bored of their games.
This line killed me; beautiful writing. (It also makes me think I know who you are)
♥ I love you, thanks so much.
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No, thank you for giving me such an inspiring prompt to work with, and I'm only glad that you enjoyed reading what I had to offer. The notion of revenge-tag has always intrigued me, and I think it would work especially well in Adam and Sylar's case.
You drugged them! And used toys! And handcuffs! And choking!
I try not to assume, but I'm guessing that those are good things :D
Hee! Now I'm imagining Peter or Claire discovering Adam in a very compromising position.
ROFL, I actually pictured normal people discovering them, but your idea is more amusing.
(It also makes me think I know who you are)
Uh oh! Could this mean that I know who you are?!... No, probably not, but I wouldn't be surprised if you're right!
<3 Right back atcha, and again, thank you muchly!
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