Pieces to a puzzle...

[fixthepast]

Somehow I've found myself working for the Company.  Still not sure how that happened but it's not something I was going to turn down either.  A chance to be around all these specials?  Gain their powers and fuck with their minds?  What's not to love?  But for now I have to do all the tedious work and the first person I get to see is Sylar. He comes

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[heartofmurder]

"Well, as long as it's the good kind of hot..." I give him a small grin, then nod at his words. I need to do what I want, what feels good. I just have to think about what feels good on me. Not that I ever do anything like this. Jesus, I feel so small right now. Normally I'd hate that with every fiber of my being, but for some reason this is different.

Good. I like when he makes sounds and tells me what he likes. That helps me learn and I'll get this soon enough. But... I don't want to just use my ability for this. I want to actually feel it out like normal people do. I swallow hard, pausing my movements for a moment at that thought. Normal people? I'm not... I can't. I look up at him. Take what I want. That's more like me. I should just take what i want and I want him.

His fingers are through my hair again and oh god, I love that. I let out a breath against his clothed cock, then slowly slip them down, freeing his cock. It's so... hard and big and right there. Take what I want. I slide his boxers down all the way, then lift a hand, brushing my fingers along his length before leaning forward and kissing it. Fuck, he's so warm, his skin so soft. I think I might actually explode.

[fixthepast]

"It is, the very good kind of hot." I try to breathe as his hand keeps pressing and it's really getting hard. He stops and I look down at him, tilting my head slightly while I try to figure out what's going on in that head of his. I don't want him to stop.

Then he breathes into my boxers and I shudder, closing my eyes for a moment. "Jesus." I murmur, my fingers tightening slightly in his hair. I look down at him again when I feel my boxers slipping down and the look on his face when he frees me...holy fuck. I go to kick them away but then he touches me and I let out a long moan. When he kisses it, I feel like I'm on fire. "Oh god, Sylar..." I manage to get out, trying not to buck into his touch. "So fucking good." He's barely touched me and I feel myself getting harder by the second.

[heartofmurder]

I should tell him too. I should tell him what I like so he knows. It's okay to do that, it's not me being greedy or selfish. "I really like that, your fingers in my hair," I say a lot more breathless than I intended.

I look up at him when he lets out a long moan, watching as his eyes flutter closed a bit and his lips part. Oh god, those lips. I never thought he'd feel this way about me, that he'd like me like this, want to be with me like this. Never in a million years. Then he says my name like that and I have to close my eyes too.

I lean forward again, kissing up his length, but I'm not really sure what to do, so I just wrap my fingers around him and start stroking gently. I really want to kiss him again, though, so I start kissing up his stomach, then further up his chest, standing up to face him. I want to apologize again, but I stop myself, just looking at him for a moment before leaning in and kissing him. I kissed him. Deepening it right away, I learn how much pressure he likes against his tongue, when he likes to flick and when he needs to catch his breath. I keep stroking him, then press a little closer and moan into his mouth as my cock presses against him.

[fixthepast]

"Good because I love your hair. It's like black ink, slipping through my fingers." I should be embarrassed to tell him that but it's true. It's so smooth and soft, it literally runs through my fingers like water. I could never get tired of touching it. His lips run along my cock again and I shiver, trying to breathe. "So good."

It gets better when he wraps his hand around me, kissing up my body until he's standing in front of me. Fuck. He's just the right height for me, I fit against him just so. He looks down at me and my brain goes completely numb, all I can do is stare into his eyes, seeing the pupils blown wide. Jesus. No one's ever looked at me like that, never. I didn't think it was even possible.

He starts kissing me and I let out another moan, hands gripping his arms so I don't fall because my knees just gave out on me. He may be inexperienced but fuck does he learn fast. He's already figured out just how I like it, just when I want it. I have to do the same for him, I need...then I feel his cock against my stomach and my heart skips a beat or two. Sliding my hand down, I gently cup his length in my palm, feeling the weight of him. "Good god Sylar." I breathe against his lips.

[heartofmurder]

I smile a bit when he says my hair is like black ink. I like the comparison and I like that he loves it. I haven't even touches his yet, but I'll get to that soon enough. This is all so... new, so incredible and it feels like... it almost feels like the rush I get when I take an ability from someone.

His hands are on my arms, gripping me, and I almost forget to keep my hand moving because he's holding on to me so tight. It's getting hotter and hotter in here but it's okay. It's more than okay. I have to break the kiss when his hand sides down, cupping the length of my cock, "Fuck," I exhale, and I damn, I need to sit down before my legs give out, "Can we... I need to be on the bed," I tell him, letting go of him for a moment so I can climb back on, quickly moving to the middle again.

I realize at this point that we're probably gonna go all the way and I try not to get nervous about that, but it's hard not to. I want to let him, though. It's time I finally did this with someone who wants to do it with me.

[fixthepast]

He lets out a curse and I smirk, liking that I can get that reaction out of him too. He's so large and warm and...here, in my hand that I wrap my fingers around him, just to feel him. I look up at him when he asks if we can get on the bed and I nod. "Good idea." I don't know how long my knees will hold me up anyway and I'd rather be horizontal.

A small whimper escapes me when he lets go, pulling away. Shit. Well, it doesn't matter if he heard that or not, we both want this and we'll both be doing more than whimpering before too long. I quickly follow him onto the bed, moving next to him and stretching out on my side.

His body is lean and long, muscular in ways I didn't think he would be. Athletic but not in the football, baseball, soccer kind. Different. Not swimmers either. Something more intense, gymnastics, diving, yoga, something like that. My hand rests on his chest, sliding down and nails scratching lightly at his stomach. "You really have a beautiful body." I tell him softly, glancing up into his eyes.

[heartofmurder]

In a way, even though I'm not completely in control here, I am in control of a lot. I'm in control of what I do to him and how I make him feel. I guess that's really something too. He lays down next to me, stretching out and I let my gaze linger on his body.

When his hand slides down my chest, I look at his face, sucking in a breath at the feel of his nails. God, that's good. I furrow my eyebrows a bit, averting my eyes when he says I have a beautiful body, "A what? I... I don't..." I curl into myself a bit, feeling self conscious again. I have to stop being this way and if my head was clearer, I probably could be. I'm never drinking again. "It's just a body." What a stupid thing to say.

"Can we um... lower the lights a little?" I still want to see him, but I need to feel more comfortable about this. He's been with so many other people, surely more fit and good looking than me.

[fixthepast]

His eyes roam and I smile, wondering if he likes what he sees. Hope so because I definitely like what I see. He sucks in a breath at the touch of my nails and I file that away too for later. Slowly I'm finding out what he likes. When I tell him he has a beautiful body, he gets this look on his face, trying to deny it. Insecure. I'm really going to have to show him he doesn't need to feel that way.

I put my hand out to his chest when he tries to curl up. "Maybe but it's still a wonderful body to look at." I tell him with a gentle smile. He never heard that enough, no one's ever told him just how good looking he is. I'm going to have to fix that too. "I love how you look. The muscles along your stomach," I run my finger along the outline of his abs. They're not that defined but I like them like this. I hate the overly muscular ones.

I'm almost put out when he asks to dim the lights but I can understand. He's still that shy, insecure Gabriel and he needs to feel comfortable. "If that's what you want." I lean in and catch his lip between my teeth, sucking on it for a moment before reaching over and turning the one lamp off. The other gives off a soft glow. Enough to see with but adds more shadows. Damn, maybe he looks even better now. "That okay?" I ask as I kiss his shoulder.

[heartofmurder]

I can feel my face get even more hot when he says I have a beautiful body to look at. No one has ever said that to me. In fact, they've always said the opposite. Then when things changed, I wasn't concerned about stuff like that at all. But I need to try and believe him. "Thanks," I tell him, watching as his fingers trace along my muscles. "You look really good too," I tell him softly, running my hand up his arm.

I let out a soft moan when he bites my lip, sucking on it, then I almost whimper when he pulls away to turn a light off. Shadows fall across the room and this is much better, "Yeah, thank you." I finally lift my hand, running it through his hair when he kisses my shoulder. I scrape my nails lightly along his scalp, then move my fingers down his neck and across his shoulders. My fingers just want more. They want to feel all of him.

[fixthepast]

Oh christ, I love when he blushes. There's just something about it. It makes him more human, more vulnerable...something. He thanks me, then returns the compliment and I grin. "Thank you too." Jesus, who would've thought that the great and mighty Sylar was so shy and innocent underneath? I never would've but I'm glad I found out. I'm probably only one of a couple, if even that many, to see him so vulnerable.

Grinning as he moans, I turn back to him once I get the light off. He says it's better and I'm glad. If he can't relax, this won't be as much fun. I hum as he runs his fingers through my hair, liking that. "That's nice." I tell him softly as his fingers skim down my neck and across my shoulder. Staring into his eyes, I touch his cheek. "Touch me as much as you want, it all feels good." I want to give him free reign, to do what he wants and what makes him feel good.

My hand runs down his stomach, then over to his hip where it stops. My thumb rubs back and forth along his hip bone while I lean in and kiss his neck, nipping slightly as I work my way up to his ear, sucking on the lobe to see if he likes that.

[heartofmurder]

"I want to touch all of you," I tell him when he says I can touch as much as I want. I've never touched anyone as much as him and I love it. I love the way his skin feels under my fingers. Now that I've gotten some, now that I've felt it, it's like that part of me is coming alive. It's been starved for so long.

I keep my hand moving across his shoulder, then down his chest, running my nail over his nipple like he did to me. I shift to my side a bit, then he starts kissing my neck and I let out a gasp, letting my head fall back, "Oh that. That's so good," I tell him, biting my lip as he starts nipping. Holy shit, that's good. "Peter," I moan, dragging my fingers down the length of his body when he sucks on my lobe.

My fingers stop just above his cock, but I feel slightly better about all of this, so I wrap my fingers around him again, stroking him lightly. I'm not sure how slow all of this goes, but there's already so much warmth running through my body and I only crave more.

[fixthepast]

"Then do it. Please." I tell him as I feel his hand start to move. Shit that's nice. Letting off a happy hum, I shift a bit so he can reach more of me. When his nails run over my nipple, my body jerks and I let out a moan, loving how good that feels. "Yeah, that's really good." I grin when he gasps. Catalog that one too. Fuck that's good to know.

He moans my name and I want more of that, so much more. More of him too. I just...fuck, I just want to wrap around him and feel him all around me. I feel his nails running down my body and I arch into the touch, loving it. "Fuck, more of that." I tell him in a breathy moan.

His fingers stop short and I whine. "God, don't stop." He doesn't at least, not for long. I feel his long fingers wrap around me, warm and a bit rough. "Please." I run my tongue along his ear and then kiss down to the crook of his neck, biting firmly but not hard.