Bricks in the Wall, Chapter 64: Favorite Parts
Title: Favorite Parts
Characters: Peter Petrelli, Sylar
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Words: 350
Setting: The Wall, or after the Wall, or in any AU where Peter and Sylar are together and intimate, navigating their relationship.
Summary: Peter blurts out his feelings one day, leaving Sylar to figure out how to gracefully respond.
"I love you," Peter told him. It was kind of out of the blue, but it was true. He felt better for putting it into words.
Sylar was silent a moment, holding his breath. He looked spooked and finally said, "What do you expect me to say to that?"
"Say you love me back, if you do."
Sylar blinked, then a sly expression settled on his face. He walked over to Peter and put a hand on his shoulder. It slid down, around, and over his back. "You're right. I do love your back." He patted it a few times for emphasis.
Peter laughed, trying not to look like the raging insecurity-monster that he was. "Isn't there anything else you like about me?"
Sylar's hand slid down further and he stepped behind Peter, bending. "I like these, too - your ass." He kneaded slowly, something he liked to do in bed, too. His hands went to Peter's hips and just a little above and in front of them. "This spot - these spots. I love them." His hands rose to Peter's ribs. "And these, too." He moved around in front. Peter was smiling, amused at how specific the areas were. "And here," he said, putting two fingers to Peter's breastbone, eyes locked on Peter's body as though looking for other bits to point out his adoration of. Peter supposed it was too much to hope that Sylar might appreciate him for something more than the physical. He sighed, the smile slipping away. The joke wasn't funny anymore; insecurity had him in its jaws. Sylar looked up at him intently. "But none of them can compare to how I feel about this one." He gently laid his hand over Peter's heart. "Right here."
Peter's frown disappeared and his eyes widened, brows rising a little as his ego rebounded.
"I love your heart so much. There's only one part of you I love even more, Peter." Sylar reached up, putting hands on either side of Peter's head. "This." He tilted Peter's head and kissed him softly, then with passion as Peter wrapped his arms around him.