One Night Stand
By: Chocola Emo Shizzle
A/N: So Carkeys got me into Heroes. I've seen all of season one and we are going to start season two soon. But we keep getting distracted by fanfiction. XD So this is my OTP for Heroes. Speter. Sylar and Peter. 33333
One night stand, that's all it was supposed to be. It wasn't supposed to become like this, this searching out for each other for this sick perversion. He wanted him so badly it hurt. He wasn't supposed to want him, but it didn't matter because he did. He hated him, and yet, something in him loved the man. Fingers trailed down his side, not teasing him as they had only done moments before, just merely enjoying the feel of his skin.
"What are we doing?" He whispered, eyes closed. He felt the fingers stop their movement at the question. He rolled over, now facing the man who owned those fingers. He reached down, tenderly grasped the fingers and kissed them. He opened his eyes, pretty hazel staring into dark brown. "This feels so wrong.." He said softly. "But so right at the same time. I know we shouldn't be here, together, but I can't stop coming." Months had flown by, many nights spent in this bed.
The other man stared down at him, smiling slightly before moving his hand out of his grasp and grabbing his chin. He kissed him slowly. When he pulled away, he still did not answer the question. "Sylar.." He whispered, as he cuddled his naked body closer to the older man's.
"Yes Peter?" He asked, chest rumbling with his deep voice.
Peter just smiled into his chest, pressing a sweet kiss onto his pec. "Nothing. I just love hearing you say my name." He looked up, eyes glinting mischieveously before he took a delicate nipple in his mouth and bit it. Sylar let out a loud, throaty moan as the man bit and sucked his nipple.
"Peter," he groaned out as he grabbed the man's face and pulled him away. There was a little blood, but it was soon gone as the wound healed itself. He pulled the man closer to him, kissing him fervently as a hand reached down and grabbed the already fully erected shaft. "It hasn't even been fifteen minutes!" He growled into the kiss as he felt his own being fondled.
"I know," came the reply. "But I just can't help myself with you." They broke the kiss to move around. Peter grasped the bed's headboard, on his knees as Sylar entered him roughly from behind. He tore and healed, again and again as the session of rough sex continued.
No matter how much they hurt each other, they would continue to heal and come back together.
A/N: The end. Very short. : ] But I like it. 3 So please review if you do too!