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]

He keeps telling me how good everything is, how much he wants it and I'm glad. I knew I could figure this out... even though this is barely breaking the surface. I'm getting there.

"I'm not stopping," I say softly, watching as his cock fills my hand. It feels good and damn, I can't believe I haven't done this up until now. Maybe it was better this way. I don't seem to be disappointing him at all.

I've grown to love his mouth very much. His lips, his tongue, the way he keeps nipping at me. "Oh, fuck," I gasp when he bites a little harder and my hand slides down to my cock, giving it a squeeze. I want him touching me too. I want him all around me now. I start stroking him a little faster, with more confidence and my other hand goes to his arm, pulling him closer.

[fixthepast]

There's no way in hell I'd let him stop, not when he's got me going like this. Everything he does is good. The slight hesitation in his hands is even good, it gives everything a bit of an edge. "Oh good, don't think I could handle it if you did." I tell him with a breathless chuckle. He just holds me and I need more.

I move my hips slightly, wanting him to move but he doesn't. Shit. When he cries out at my bite, I grin against his skin, kissing the mark. I feel his other hand moving and I glance down. "Oh god." I whisper. He looks so hard already, how can he not be exploding?

His hand on me moves finally, stroking faster and I sigh in relief, a smile on my face. "Yeah, like that. Little bit firmer grip." I tell him gently, gasping when he tightens his grip just right. He pulls me closer and I blink at him, capturing his mouth as I reach down to take him in my hand, stroking him slower than he is me.

[heartofmurder]

I smile when he says he doesn't think he could handle it if I stop. I wont stop, not when he says things like that. He tells me he wants a firmer grip so I do so right away, stroking him at a steady pace. I'm glad he's telling me what to do, what he likes. It's really helping and I even feel less embarrassed about it now.

I lift my head to meet his kiss, swirling my tongue around his. I arch up as his hand goes around my cock and oh god. Oh fuck. I have to remember to keep moving my hand on his cock, but everything in me feels so damn good and it's hard. This is... amazing, having someone elses hands on me like this.

I start moaning into his mouth as he keeps stroking me, bending a leg and curling my toes into the sheets. I don't think I'm going to last much longer, but oh god, I need to. I can't let go yet. We've barely started.

[fixthepast]

Oh, he is a fast learner. His tongue chases mine, tangles with mine. When I hold his cock, he arches against me. Everything feels ten times more intense then it ever has with anyone else. Maybe because with him, I can be a lot more open then I've ever been before. I've never been able to before because I couldn't let my guard down around the idiots surrounding me but with him, I can.

I swallow his moans as we kiss and I glance down as I see him shift his leg. Damn. I really am getting to him. I run my thumb along the vein of his cock, then let it slide over the tip, spreading the precum beading there around. I'm not sure if we'll even get to the sex but if I can keep him from running after this, we might get to it later. I'll have to see how it goes.

Sucking on his tongue, I slip my leg between his and move closer. He's throwing off so much heat, I'm surprised neither of us has caught fire yet. "Jesus you feel so good. I could touch you all night long." I get out when I finally break the kiss to catch my breath.

[heartofmurder]

Oh shit, his fingers. I can feel his thumb running up my length, then I jerk up as it runs over the sensitive tip of my cock. Oh... god. Fuck. I can't even think anymore. Everything is just a jumble in my head and it's strange, so strange, but so good.

I let out another moan when he moves closer and I start rocking against his leg, stroking him harder. "Oh god yes," I moan again when he says he could touch me all night long and I barely recognize my voice. "You feel amazing. I... god, I..." I look at him completely dazed, unable to even form sentences anymore. I should be upset by this, but there's no way that thought can even form completely. "Peter..." I can feel my control slipping immensely and I know that's it.

[fixthepast]

His whole body is alive, thrumming with need. I love that I'm making him lose control like this, that I'm the one that gets to see him like this. No one else has ever wanted to and I'm glad I took the time. He's beautiful and wonderful and I hope that he stays the night because I want to do this again later and I want to wake up wrapped around him.

He moans again, rocking against me and I grin, tugging on his lip again as I increase pressure and speed on his cock. He's barely able to talk and I want that. I want to reduce him to nothing but a babbling pile of pleasure. The dazed look on his face tells me that he's almost there and I just keep going.

"It's okay Sylar, promise. You can let go, I won't let you fall too far." I tell him softly, running my tongue over his lips before kissing along his jaw. I squeeze and release, change the speed of my hand. My other one runs through the hair on his chest until I find a nipple and I roll it between my fingers.

[heartofmurder]

I don't want to let go. I don't want to fall. I don't want to lose any more control but it's just too much and his words are so soothing. So are his finger and his lips and god, everything. "Oh god," I keep panting, moving my hand to his hip because I can't even concentrate anymore.

Then his hand squeezes my cock and I can feel myself being shoved right over the edge. I have to let go. "Fuck, Peter!" I cry out, the feeling of my nipple between his fingers giving everything that extra touch and I'm coming so hard, arching off the bed. Oh god, oh god, oh god. Everything floods through me, this intense pleasure and then this wave of warmth enveloping my body. It must be a moment later when I can even open my eyes, my breathing coming out in heavy pants.

[fixthepast]

I can see the struggle on his face, that he doesn't want to let go but I have to persuade him, I need him to. I kiss down his neck to his shoulder and I can feel him panting, trying to hold on but I'm going to make that impossible.

I run my tongue back up his neck as I squeeze and there it is. His body tenses up and he cries out my name. When I pinch his nipple, it's the last straw and I can feel him uncoiling under me. He arches off the bed, shuddering and I keep my hand moving along his cock, stroking him through the orgasm. I wonder if he's ever felt something like that before. Most likely not.

He finally opens his eyes and stares at me, trying to catch his breath. I'm so god damn hard it hurts but I'm not going to rush him, I'm going to let him enjoy this. "Thank you." I tell him softly, brushing my lips over his.

[heartofmurder]

My eyes focus on his, but everything else is still scrambled. My thoughts, my emotions... shit. But god, that felt good. I've never felt anything like it before. not even the rush of getting an ability and that... that scares me.

But right now his lips are on me and all I can do is nod, kissing him back. I lift my arm, running it across my damp forehead and then I stretch myself out more, letting my fingers glide across his side. "That was..." I shake my head, giving him a smile. I can deal with the rest later. My body is too numb right now to think of the fallout this is going to cause.

My brain finally catches up to what he said and I look at him curiously, "Thank you for what?" I haven't even... shit. I didn't even think about him, "I didn't even... I'm sorry." Fuck, I can barely even move right now.

[fixthepast]

He can barely focus on me and it's partially funny and partially intoxicating. God, I did that. I made him lose complete control and let go. He fell and I picked him back up. It's heady. His mind is trying to work again, trying to get his body to move but I'm enjoying that it can't.

He looks so completely relaxed. I doubt he's ever felt this good before and I hope he gives me the chance to do it to him again, to let him feel this good again. His fingers move down my side and I let out a breath, wanting more of his touch. "Yeah, I can see that. Glad you enjoyed." I grin.

When I thank him, he looks confused, then tries to apologize. "It's okay Sylar. The thank you is for allowing me to see this side of you, to be privileged. I can wait until your body and mind start working together." I let go of his cock and kiss along his shoulder, just wanting to keep touching him.

[heartofmurder]

"I did. You knew exactly what to do." And now so do I, more or less. I know we barely even touched the surface though and I can't believe I couldn't keep control long enough. I can feel everything trying to push it's way into my head, but I don't want it to. Not yet.

But when he says thank you for allowing him to see this side of me, it hits a nerve and I can feel the uneasiness settling in my stomach. This wasn't a different side of me, was it? I didn't let him see anything. Did I? Did I let him get inside of my head? No, I wanted this too. I wanted to be with him. We both wanted this. But I... I let my guard down. I let him see too deep and now... now he knows everything.

"Wait, wait, stop," I push at his shoulder, shaking my head, "Whatever you think you saw, you're wrong. I didn't..." God, I did. I lost complete control.

[fixthepast]

"I'm glad I could make you feel so good." I really am because he does deserve it. He's put up with so much shit with Bennet and the others and he's never had this before. That I could give him something like this to remember, to have, is great. Then it all turns sideways.

I can see the enormity of what he's done, what he's allowed to happen sink in and panic is building inside of him. Shit! I didn't think he'd take that so strongly, that he would take it the wrong way. It was something special that he gave me and I wanted to tell him I was grateful for seeing a part of him that no one has seen. It just blew up in my face.

He tells me to stop, pushing me back slightly and I look at him. He's trying to get control back. "Sylar it's okay." I tell him softly. "You didn't show me anything that you didn't want to, you showed me something special, I'm grateful. There's nothing wrong with what you did. You're still in control, you're still as strong as you ever were." This isn't going to work.

[heartofmurder]

"No... no, it's not okay," I tell him, shaking my head. I'm sitting here vulnerable and naked in front of him and he's telling me how special all of this was. He's reassuring me with how strong I am, how in control, because he knows. He knows I lost it and he's trying to stick it back into my head. Oh god

[fixthepast]

"Sylar, I'm not..." Maybe I am a bit but not that much, I'm just trying to reassure him, let him know that it's okay but he doesn't want to hear it. He just knows he lost control and that's all he cares about, that he'll be weak now. Fuck! I want to tell him that I did have him where I wanted. On my bed, letting me touch him but he'll take that the wrong way too