Playtime
Title: Playtime
Author: jaune_chat
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Sylar/Luke
Rating: NC-17 for sex
Wordcount: 1,042
Spoilers: If you know who Sylar and Luke are, you’re good.
Warnings: Slash, toys, PWP, implied sex with a 17 year old (which may be underage where you are)
Disclaimer: Heroes belongs to Tim Kring, NBC et al.
A/N: Written for the lukexsylar’s Christmas in July Challenge for ashedrake’s prompt: “Luke uses sex toys on Sylar, who either shamelessly enjoys it or is disturbed by how much they affect him.” Thanks to brighteyed_jill for betaing.
Summary: When Sylar agrees to let Luke use toys on him, he discovers a very different part of himself.
Sylar tried to keep his breathing even as his body was breached. The feel of the ever-expanding rings of the plug, even slick with lube, was still an entirely new and different sensation to him, and one he wasn’t sure he liked. Luke’s hand was sure and steady as he kept the pressure up, slightly twisting the anal plug and easing it deeper and deeper, creating a sensation of fullness and a quickly-fading burn that gave Sylar a fluttery feeling in his stomach.
One of the rings slid over something inside Sylar that sent a startling jolt of pleasure through him, making him gasp as Luke’s hand settled over the curve of his ass. Sylar could feel his body firmly gripping the last ring of the toy as it settled into him, and he shifted his hips slightly, taking in small, sharp breaths of surprise at how unexpectedly good it felt. He’d agreed to let Luke use a few toys on him this evening mostly out of curiosity; he’d had no idea it would feel like this.
“Ok?” Luke asked, sounding a little breathless. Sylar had already given Luke some of what he wanted earlier, mostly so Luke wouldn’t be too impatient and want to rush this. Now he was starting to think that had been a bad idea, because Luke now had enough willpower left to draw this out and keep himself under control while he did it. This could get messy…
Sylar nodded slightly and shifted his hips again… and again, as the plug touched against intensely pleasurable nerve endings. The feeling of fullness was rapidly going from strange to pleasant, and Sylar could feel his cock starting to swell, body flushing as he clamped down hard on the plug.
“Good huh? Must be really good for you, healing and all. No burn, right?” Luke murmured. Sylar’s breathing was starting to get harder as he swiveled his hips again almost involuntarily, and nodded again. He couldn’t get his rebellious body to stay still, and he felt his ears start to burn with the beginnings of shame. Sylar hated showing any sort of weakness, especially in front of Luke, and hated losing control of himself like this.
“I bet this will make it feel even better,” Luke said, his voice low and amused, and he showed Sylar a small square of black plastic in his hand. Sylar recognized it as a remote control a split second before Luke pressed a button. The plug began to vibrate, its rings rubbing up against every sensitive spot inside Sylar’s ass, and he gave a small, involuntary yelp of surprise.
Waves of liquid lightning were shooting through him, throbbing from deep inside him, making his cock instantly rock-hard and his balls tight. Sylar couldn’t stop his body from moving, rocking frantically, though whether he meant to get away from the vibration or to increase the sensation, he wasn’t sure. He could have pulled the toy out of him with hands or mind if only he could concentrate, but coherent thought was escaping him. All he could do was try to ride this out…
Sylar panted as he thrust against the air, whimpering in the back of his throat as Luke began to lightly pet his ass, adding a tickling sensation to his already over-stimulated senses.
“Yeah, just like that. So good, right?” Luke said. Sylar could only nod, wanting to grit his teeth, but not able to do anything but gape for air. “I do this to get ready for you. You’re so big, fill me up so much, and I don’t want to bleed. So I keep one like this in me most of the day, so when you fuck me, I can feel every inch of you.”
Luke’s filthy words in his ear weren’t doing a thing to help Sylar gain any sort of equilibrium. As a matter of fact, the mental image started to send Sylar’s brain into a tailspin. His mouth couldn’t even form coherent speech, and Sylar struggled to form any kind of words.
“Need more?” Luke whispered, and pressed the remote again. The buzz intensified, and Luke clamped a hand over the plug to help keep it inside through Sylar’s frantic gyrations to push himself to climax. He was filled with a need for something more, a requirement for an extra edge of stimulation as intense as any hunger for knowledge.
Luke seemed to understand, or else could read Sylar’s body language, because he suddenly shoved two fingers in Sylar’s mouth. Before he quite knew what was happening, Sylar’s tongue was wrapped around them, sucking frantically in an effort to reach some new peak.
It wouldn’t be enough, and Sylar knew it. His body was nearly burned red with embarrassment, but Sylar pulled his mouth away from Luke’s fingers to speak a single word.
“More!”
The buzzing inside him peaked to a crescendo that forced a thin scream out of Sylar’s throat, right before the blunt end of a sizeable dildo was pressed to his lips. The unbearable arousal forced his head down, and he swallowed more than he could take, gagging around the silicone girth as his mouth and throat rippled around it. His tongue wrapped around the toy's textured surface, letting out obscene slurping and sucking noises.
“Yeah, Sylar, yeah. Take it, come on, almost there!” Luke chanted his encouragement like he was spectator as a football game, and Sylar drove his mouth down farther, painfully farther, until his lips touched Luke’s hand where it gripped the base of the dildo. Groaning from his core, Sylar’s body seized in pleasure, muscles locking as the tsunami of orgasm ripped through him in wave after wave of strength-draining release.
Luke slowly eased the vibration down to nothing as Sylar came down from his high, pulling the dildo and anal plug out of Sylar’s body with infinite care, so much so that it seemed all part of the afterglow. Long moments later, body limp with the aftermath, Sylar suffered Luke to cuddle up to him. Luke had done very well, even if he’d seen a side of Sylar he never wanted to show anyone.
Perhaps he would let Luke live long enough to do this at least one more time.
Author: jaune_chat
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Sylar/Luke
Rating: NC-17 for sex
Wordcount: 1,042
Spoilers: If you know who Sylar and Luke are, you’re good.
Warnings: Slash, toys, PWP, implied sex with a 17 year old (which may be underage where you are)
Disclaimer: Heroes belongs to Tim Kring, NBC et al.
A/N: Written for the lukexsylar’s Christmas in July Challenge for ashedrake’s prompt: “Luke uses sex toys on Sylar, who either shamelessly enjoys it or is disturbed by how much they affect him.” Thanks to brighteyed_jill for betaing.
Summary: When Sylar agrees to let Luke use toys on him, he discovers a very different part of himself.
Sylar tried to keep his breathing even as his body was breached. The feel of the ever-expanding rings of the plug, even slick with lube, was still an entirely new and different sensation to him, and one he wasn’t sure he liked. Luke’s hand was sure and steady as he kept the pressure up, slightly twisting the anal plug and easing it deeper and deeper, creating a sensation of fullness and a quickly-fading burn that gave Sylar a fluttery feeling in his stomach.
One of the rings slid over something inside Sylar that sent a startling jolt of pleasure through him, making him gasp as Luke’s hand settled over the curve of his ass. Sylar could feel his body firmly gripping the last ring of the toy as it settled into him, and he shifted his hips slightly, taking in small, sharp breaths of surprise at how unexpectedly good it felt. He’d agreed to let Luke use a few toys on him this evening mostly out of curiosity; he’d had no idea it would feel like this.
“Ok?” Luke asked, sounding a little breathless. Sylar had already given Luke some of what he wanted earlier, mostly so Luke wouldn’t be too impatient and want to rush this. Now he was starting to think that had been a bad idea, because Luke now had enough willpower left to draw this out and keep himself under control while he did it. This could get messy…
Sylar nodded slightly and shifted his hips again… and again, as the plug touched against intensely pleasurable nerve endings. The feeling of fullness was rapidly going from strange to pleasant, and Sylar could feel his cock starting to swell, body flushing as he clamped down hard on the plug.
“Good huh? Must be really good for you, healing and all. No burn, right?” Luke murmured. Sylar’s breathing was starting to get harder as he swiveled his hips again almost involuntarily, and nodded again. He couldn’t get his rebellious body to stay still, and he felt his ears start to burn with the beginnings of shame. Sylar hated showing any sort of weakness, especially in front of Luke, and hated losing control of himself like this.
“I bet this will make it feel even better,” Luke said, his voice low and amused, and he showed Sylar a small square of black plastic in his hand. Sylar recognized it as a remote control a split second before Luke pressed a button. The plug began to vibrate, its rings rubbing up against every sensitive spot inside Sylar’s ass, and he gave a small, involuntary yelp of surprise.
Waves of liquid lightning were shooting through him, throbbing from deep inside him, making his cock instantly rock-hard and his balls tight. Sylar couldn’t stop his body from moving, rocking frantically, though whether he meant to get away from the vibration or to increase the sensation, he wasn’t sure. He could have pulled the toy out of him with hands or mind if only he could concentrate, but coherent thought was escaping him. All he could do was try to ride this out…
Sylar panted as he thrust against the air, whimpering in the back of his throat as Luke began to lightly pet his ass, adding a tickling sensation to his already over-stimulated senses.
“Yeah, just like that. So good, right?” Luke said. Sylar could only nod, wanting to grit his teeth, but not able to do anything but gape for air. “I do this to get ready for you. You’re so big, fill me up so much, and I don’t want to bleed. So I keep one like this in me most of the day, so when you fuck me, I can feel every inch of you.”
Luke’s filthy words in his ear weren’t doing a thing to help Sylar gain any sort of equilibrium. As a matter of fact, the mental image started to send Sylar’s brain into a tailspin. His mouth couldn’t even form coherent speech, and Sylar struggled to form any kind of words.
“Need more?” Luke whispered, and pressed the remote again. The buzz intensified, and Luke clamped a hand over the plug to help keep it inside through Sylar’s frantic gyrations to push himself to climax. He was filled with a need for something more, a requirement for an extra edge of stimulation as intense as any hunger for knowledge.
Luke seemed to understand, or else could read Sylar’s body language, because he suddenly shoved two fingers in Sylar’s mouth. Before he quite knew what was happening, Sylar’s tongue was wrapped around them, sucking frantically in an effort to reach some new peak.
It wouldn’t be enough, and Sylar knew it. His body was nearly burned red with embarrassment, but Sylar pulled his mouth away from Luke’s fingers to speak a single word.
“More!”
The buzzing inside him peaked to a crescendo that forced a thin scream out of Sylar’s throat, right before the blunt end of a sizeable dildo was pressed to his lips. The unbearable arousal forced his head down, and he swallowed more than he could take, gagging around the silicone girth as his mouth and throat rippled around it. His tongue wrapped around the toy's textured surface, letting out obscene slurping and sucking noises.
“Yeah, Sylar, yeah. Take it, come on, almost there!” Luke chanted his encouragement like he was spectator as a football game, and Sylar drove his mouth down farther, painfully farther, until his lips touched Luke’s hand where it gripped the base of the dildo. Groaning from his core, Sylar’s body seized in pleasure, muscles locking as the tsunami of orgasm ripped through him in wave after wave of strength-draining release.
Luke slowly eased the vibration down to nothing as Sylar came down from his high, pulling the dildo and anal plug out of Sylar’s body with infinite care, so much so that it seemed all part of the afterglow. Long moments later, body limp with the aftermath, Sylar suffered Luke to cuddle up to him. Luke had done very well, even if he’d seen a side of Sylar he never wanted to show anyone.
Perhaps he would let Luke live long enough to do this at least one more time.