Title: Insatiable
Characters: Peter, Sylar
Words: 200
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Setting: The Wall
Summary: Peter and Sylar share a post-coital moment of fluff.
"Come back here," Peter said, reaching out and snagging Sylar's wrist. He pulled the other man back into bed with him. "I'm not done with you yet." Peter ran his hand from Sylar's bare hip, across his waist, and up his equally bare chest, openly admiring the territory.
"You Petrellis are so greedy," Sylar laughed, settling himself next to Peter. "Never getting enough."
Peter dipped his head, kissing and then licking a hairy pectoral. "Hungry."
"Needy," Sylar insulted, softening it by petting Peter's hair and combing his fingers through the tousled mop.
"You taste so good." Peter dragged his teeth along Sylar's skin.
Sylar arched, his hand making a fist. "Mmm. Do I?"
"Mm-hmm," Peter crooned agreement, face buried against the other man as he nibbled at a nipple.
"You're insatiable."
Peter lay off Sylar's chest and moved up to regard his face. "That's not true." He pretended to give Sylar a kiss, ending up brushing his lips teasingly with his own. "You satisfy me just fine."
Sylar hooked his hand around the back of Peter's head and kissed him deeply.