Assimilation (fic) Part 2
Author:
razycrandomgirl
Title: Assimilation Part 2
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Eden/Sylar
Disclaimer: Don’t own them. Just like to play with them sometimes.
Spoilers/Time Line: Early season one if any thing
Summery: Eden has some fun while Sylar is detained
Author's Notes: Thanks to
albion1919for helping and inspiring me to be very naughty. ;) Muahahahhaha!
Fandom: Heroes
Part 1
“Hold on to the bars.” She straddled him on the tiny cot, her bare thighs rubbing against the skin of his legs. She lifted up her skirt exposing herself to him. He let out a groan as the smell of her sex consumed him. He let his eyes roll up into the back of his head, closing them to immerse himself in her scent. “Open your eyes. I want you to watch us. Watch us Gabriel.”
She leaned forward bracing herself on his shoulders. Her skirt curled up into belt around her small waist. His penis leapt to get inside of her. He watched as she slowly lowered herself onto him. He released a pleasurable sigh at the look on her face. Her eyes were closed and she dipped her hips in shallow thrusts. Sylar wanted more. His hips began to buck off the cot, trying for deeper penetration.
‘Be still’, she said moving a hand to his hips. He bit his lip and growled with the effort. He felt her small hand smooth over the skin of his ribs. He pulled in a deep breath as the skin tightened. Tiny beads of sweat broke out all over. And his breath became ragged. “Please!”
Eden pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and he watched it swell and redden as she pulled it through her teeth. “Please what?” Her voice was shaking and he could feel her trembling. She tightened her shallow hold on him and he could feel her everything. She was waiting for him to beg. She wouldn’t have to wait very long.
“M-more” he sighed
She pushed on to him a little more but is still wasn’t enough. She swiveled her hips, gasping. “Too much!” she made a face, feeling felt something warm and strong on her hips, but hadn’t time to react as the full length of Sylar completely penetrated her. There was a silent cry on her face as the deep flush of her skin disappears beneath her top. She heard a groan in her ears and felt him move roughly inside of her.
“St-op”, her voice fractured with waves of pleasure he moved inside her.
“Please. Let me touch you. I can make it better. I can make you come.” She feels his warm hand flat on her belly making a slick trail towards her clit. They’re moving together but he’s controlling the movements. She understands and lets herself go for now.
Sylar slides his thumb over the moist nub of her clitoris, enjoying the feel of her hot core tightening around him almost painfully. She whimpers and rocks her hips to take him deeper.
“Ugh! So tight”, His other hand moves under her shirt to find her pert breast, palming over them, teasing her nipples. She gasps and he feels her flutter around his cock. She’s close. He wants to push her over the edge and follow her all the way down. He puts his hands back on her hips helping steady her erratic movements.
“Touch yourself.” He grunts, voice sounding like a road of gravel. Eden’s hand comes in between them as he thrust into her clenching walls. She whimpers loudly as her finger circles roughly over the sensitive flesh. He’s following her quick. As soon as she comes he’ll fuck her until he follows hard and thick deep inside her. He can feel it deep in his balls already, low and threatening.
“Eden … I need a little help here”.
His dick slides against the sweet spot inside her while she flutters and shakes.
“Eden! Please. Too good!” He’s racing to the finish.
“D-don’t. Don’t c-come.” She tries and it works for now. The feeling is there building up almost excruciatingly hard in his cock. She fucks him harder and the sound of wet flesh echoes softly off the walls. “Don’t come, don’t come, don’t come …”
The words run off her lips like a cool drink in the summer time. He pounds into her, she clenches tightly and it nearly kills him it feels so fucking amazing. She comes hard, wet and taut all around him; he feels her tremble and aches to empty himself inside her while she’s still quaking about him. She rides out wave after wave of subsiding pleasure.
“Stop, stop, stop…” She says as she comes down slowly. Sylar’s hands are still gripping painfully at her hips. He looks up at her expectantly. She steadies her breathing, looking down at him and leans over to kiss his forehead. Her body pressed flush against his and he digs his fingers into the bones, his grip is too strong. “Let go of me.”
To his horror Eden pulls her body back letting his painfully engorged cock slide out of her. She breathes out in satisfied puffs and starts to roll off of him.
“Where are you going? We’re not finished!” His voice sounds panicked; the tone of it repulsive in his own ears.
“But I am, obviously. Other wise I’d still be fucking you.” She stands on wobbly legs next to the cot brushing down and readjusting her clothes. Sylar moved to grab her but Eden is quicker, anticipating his movements. “Stop”
He froze in mid reach, shaking from the strain. Her heart pounds in her ears, the sound of it making her dizzy while her breath came thickly in her chest. She caught his gaze and smiled bitterly, mocking him with her huge eyes.
“Lie back down.” Her stare trailed down his naked body and locked onto his pulsing sex. She licked her lips. He was covered in her juices and looked to ache with every tremor of the throb in his cock. She let a slow, hot breath blow past her lips and forced herself to look back into his eyes. His stare burned into her body with raw need, supreme hatred, and pure lust.
“Assume the position.”
“Fuck.” His cock ached painfully.
“Do it!” Eden urges.
He wrapped his fingers around the bar at the head of his cot in a white knuckled grip. His hips jerking upward when she traced a small hand just over the skin of his hips, her fingers nails gliding across the soft flesh in a teasing manner. He groaned loudly, never breaking eye contact. Her fingers brushed his inner thigh. So close.
“Eden …?”
She smiled at him, cocking her head to one side. “Don’t move.”
She bent over him, her fingers drumming out soft rhythms on his pubic bone, just barely caressing him. Her head swirled with the taste of their mingled scent so close to her lips. Sylar’s hips jumped at the prospect of being inside of Eden. He ached to be consumed by her. She was so close he could feel the hot breath of her mouth and began to whimper for sweet release. He strained his neck catching the tip of her tongue smoothing over the crown of his throbbing cock. He closed his eyes threw his head back and thrust forward for her. But instead of the delicious warmth of her mouth be bucked wildly into the empty air. Roaring in frustration, Sylar opened his eyes in time to see Eden’s retreating back.
“You know,” She threw over her shoulder as she walked through the door leading out of his cell. “I think I’m gonna let you save that one for Bennet when he arrives in the morning.” With a wink, Eden McCain shut the door behind her disappearing out of the room.
razycrandomgirl
Title: Assimilation Part 2
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Eden/Sylar
Disclaimer: Don’t own them. Just like to play with them sometimes.
Spoilers/Time Line: Early season one if any thing
Summery: Eden has some fun while Sylar is detained
Author's Notes: Thanks to
albion1919for helping and inspiring me to be very naughty. ;) Muahahahhaha!
Fandom: Heroes
Part 1
“Hold on to the bars.” She straddled him on the tiny cot, her bare thighs rubbing against the skin of his legs. She lifted up her skirt exposing herself to him. He let out a groan as the smell of her sex consumed him. He let his eyes roll up into the back of his head, closing them to immerse himself in her scent. “Open your eyes. I want you to watch us. Watch us Gabriel.”
She leaned forward bracing herself on his shoulders. Her skirt curled up into belt around her small waist. His penis leapt to get inside of her. He watched as she slowly lowered herself onto him. He released a pleasurable sigh at the look on her face. Her eyes were closed and she dipped her hips in shallow thrusts. Sylar wanted more. His hips began to buck off the cot, trying for deeper penetration.
‘Be still’, she said moving a hand to his hips. He bit his lip and growled with the effort. He felt her small hand smooth over the skin of his ribs. He pulled in a deep breath as the skin tightened. Tiny beads of sweat broke out all over. And his breath became ragged. “Please!”
Eden pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and he watched it swell and redden as she pulled it through her teeth. “Please what?” Her voice was shaking and he could feel her trembling. She tightened her shallow hold on him and he could feel her everything. She was waiting for him to beg. She wouldn’t have to wait very long.
“M-more” he sighed
She pushed on to him a little more but is still wasn’t enough. She swiveled her hips, gasping. “Too much!” she made a face, feeling felt something warm and strong on her hips, but hadn’t time to react as the full length of Sylar completely penetrated her. There was a silent cry on her face as the deep flush of her skin disappears beneath her top. She heard a groan in her ears and felt him move roughly inside of her.
“St-op”, her voice fractured with waves of pleasure he moved inside her.
“Please. Let me touch you. I can make it better. I can make you come.” She feels his warm hand flat on her belly making a slick trail towards her clit. They’re moving together but he’s controlling the movements. She understands and lets herself go for now.
Sylar slides his thumb over the moist nub of her clitoris, enjoying the feel of her hot core tightening around him almost painfully. She whimpers and rocks her hips to take him deeper.
“Ugh! So tight”, His other hand moves under her shirt to find her pert breast, palming over them, teasing her nipples. She gasps and he feels her flutter around his cock. She’s close. He wants to push her over the edge and follow her all the way down. He puts his hands back on her hips helping steady her erratic movements.
“Touch yourself.” He grunts, voice sounding like a road of gravel. Eden’s hand comes in between them as he thrust into her clenching walls. She whimpers loudly as her finger circles roughly over the sensitive flesh. He’s following her quick. As soon as she comes he’ll fuck her until he follows hard and thick deep inside her. He can feel it deep in his balls already, low and threatening.
“Eden … I need a little help here”.
His dick slides against the sweet spot inside her while she flutters and shakes.
“Eden! Please. Too good!” He’s racing to the finish.
“D-don’t. Don’t c-come.” She tries and it works for now. The feeling is there building up almost excruciatingly hard in his cock. She fucks him harder and the sound of wet flesh echoes softly off the walls. “Don’t come, don’t come, don’t come …”
The words run off her lips like a cool drink in the summer time. He pounds into her, she clenches tightly and it nearly kills him it feels so fucking amazing. She comes hard, wet and taut all around him; he feels her tremble and aches to empty himself inside her while she’s still quaking about him. She rides out wave after wave of subsiding pleasure.
“Stop, stop, stop…” She says as she comes down slowly. Sylar’s hands are still gripping painfully at her hips. He looks up at her expectantly. She steadies her breathing, looking down at him and leans over to kiss his forehead. Her body pressed flush against his and he digs his fingers into the bones, his grip is too strong. “Let go of me.”
To his horror Eden pulls her body back letting his painfully engorged cock slide out of her. She breathes out in satisfied puffs and starts to roll off of him.
“Where are you going? We’re not finished!” His voice sounds panicked; the tone of it repulsive in his own ears.
“But I am, obviously. Other wise I’d still be fucking you.” She stands on wobbly legs next to the cot brushing down and readjusting her clothes. Sylar moved to grab her but Eden is quicker, anticipating his movements. “Stop”
He froze in mid reach, shaking from the strain. Her heart pounds in her ears, the sound of it making her dizzy while her breath came thickly in her chest. She caught his gaze and smiled bitterly, mocking him with her huge eyes.
“Lie back down.” Her stare trailed down his naked body and locked onto his pulsing sex. She licked her lips. He was covered in her juices and looked to ache with every tremor of the throb in his cock. She let a slow, hot breath blow past her lips and forced herself to look back into his eyes. His stare burned into her body with raw need, supreme hatred, and pure lust.
“Assume the position.”
“Fuck.” His cock ached painfully.
“Do it!” Eden urges.
He wrapped his fingers around the bar at the head of his cot in a white knuckled grip. His hips jerking upward when she traced a small hand just over the skin of his hips, her fingers nails gliding across the soft flesh in a teasing manner. He groaned loudly, never breaking eye contact. Her fingers brushed his inner thigh. So close.
“Eden …?”
She smiled at him, cocking her head to one side. “Don’t move.”
She bent over him, her fingers drumming out soft rhythms on his pubic bone, just barely caressing him. Her head swirled with the taste of their mingled scent so close to her lips. Sylar’s hips jumped at the prospect of being inside of Eden. He ached to be consumed by her. She was so close he could feel the hot breath of her mouth and began to whimper for sweet release. He strained his neck catching the tip of her tongue smoothing over the crown of his throbbing cock. He closed his eyes threw his head back and thrust forward for her. But instead of the delicious warmth of her mouth be bucked wildly into the empty air. Roaring in frustration, Sylar opened his eyes in time to see Eden’s retreating back.
“You know,” She threw over her shoulder as she walked through the door leading out of his cell. “I think I’m gonna let you save that one for Bennet when he arrives in the morning.” With a wink, Eden McCain shut the door behind her disappearing out of the room.