Five Acts Meme!
All rights ficcers! It's that time again, time to spread the porny love.
1. Post on your journal a list of five favorite kinks to read about, and the fandoms and pairings you enjoy.
2. Drop your info at the sign up post.
3. Check out the master list and write some comment fic for other folks and their kinks!
My Five Favorites (of right now)1 ( Read more... )
1. Post on your journal a list of five favorite kinks to read about, and the fandoms and pairings you enjoy.
2. Drop your info at the sign up post.
3. Check out the master list and write some comment fic for other folks and their kinks!
My Five Favorites (of right now)1 ( Read more... )
“I won’t be. I can learn, you know I can learn. I’ll do better. I hadn’t tried anything like that before, and now I know my limits. I’ll be better. I’ll be good,” Luke babbled frantically until Sylar slapped a hand over his mouth.
“Hush,” he said. Sylar dragged his hips up, sliding his clothed erection against Luke’s. “You have to give me more than promises. You have to show me you can do it.”
Luke nodded.
Sylar removed his hand and rolled off of Luke. In the next instant, he’d pulled off Luke’s shoes and was busy tugging Luke’s pants and boxers down and off. Then Sylar climbed onto the bed again, this time crouched low over Luke’s body. He looked up at Luke, whose eyes widened as he realized what Sylar had planned.
Sylar breathed out once, slowly, against the head of Luke’s cock, then sucked the tip into his mouth.
Luke clutched at the sheets and held on tight. He snapped his eyes to the ceiling, away from the sight of Sylar swallowing him down. He made himself think of the sound of dying men screaming, of cold, cold showers, of his dad using his arm for an ashtray. He tried not to think about what Sylar was doing with his tongue, or the feeling of a slick finger teasing the entrance to his ass. He shook his head frantically against the bed, and tried to pull his hips back, but Sylar followed doggedly, sucking hard and tonguing ruthlessly at the crown of Luke’s cock.
Luke shouted as he lost his grip, emptying himself into Sylar’s mouth with spasmodic jerks of his hips.
Sylar looked vaguely smug as he pulled his mouth off Luke and wiped his arm across his face. “See?”
“Wait.” Luke caught Sylar’s arm as he turned away. “By the time you’re through fucking me, I’ll be hard again. I guarantee it.”
Sylar raised one eyebrow. “Who says I want to fuck you?”
Luke laid back against the headrest and spread his legs. Perhaps it was the post-orgasm endorphin rush, but he felt more confident than he had all day. He tugged at Sylar’s arm, and let a little of his microwave power jolt through his fingertips, giving Sylar a mild burn. Sylar hissed, but his expression quickly morphed into a smile.
Luke said, “I may give it all, but I’m quick to recover.”
Sylar sank back down on the bed next to Luke. “That I can work with.”
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