Power Play

[flying_monkees]

Title: Power Play
Characters: Peter/Sylar
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Non-con turned dub-con
Disclaimer: Heroes does not belong to me no matter how much I wish it did.
Summary: Peter and Sylar have a fight on the roof.
Tables/Prompts:  Slash/Distract. 
A/N:  Written for mission_insane and perdiccas's HAKM II.  Beta'd by the wonderful flwrpwr_vampyre.

 

Sylar hit the wall hard, head bouncing off as Peter threw him.  He saw stars for a few minutes as he felt his skull knit itself back together.  With a snarl, he flung his hand out, sending Peter across the roof and nearly over the edge.

 

Peter barely stopped before falling off.  Getting his feet back underneath him, he launched himself at Sylar; catching the other man around the waist and pile-driving him into the roof.  Peter lay there panting as he noticed Sylar had been knocked out.  He didn’t have much time…

 

Sylar woke up on his stomach, shaking his head to clear it.  He could feel something heavy against his back and cool air rushing along his bare skin.  There was a sudden pressure of something being pushed past his entrance and he gasped out in surprise.  “What the fuck?!”  He yelped, trying to scramble away from that unknown pressure.

 

“Fuck you’re tight Sylar.  Never had anything up your ass before, huh?”  Peter ground out, forcing another finger into Sylar, twisting and scissoring his fingers, stretching Sylar out.  He grinned at the sharp breath Sylar took and he ground down against the killer’s ass.

 

Sylar tried to twist his body away from Peter but the other man had him pinned too well.  He started to use Sprague’s power but Peter just chuckled at him. 

 

“Won’t work on me, remember?  I have it too.  I’ve got you right where I want you now.”  Peter pushed a third finger into Sylar, smiling at the howl he let out at the intrusion.

 

“I’m going to kill you Petrelli, tear you apart so you never grow back together.”  Sylar spat out, twisting and turning, trying desperately to get free.

 

“Yeah, good luck with that.  You’re loving this, I can tell.  Look how hard you’re getting.”  Peter reached around to Sylar’s front, running a rough hand down the length of his cock.  Sylar howled in rage again and Peter put a knee into the small of his back to hold him down.

 

Sylar tried to throw Peter off of him, but the nurse was expecting it and didn’t go anywhere.  Every time he tried to use something on Peter he was able to just shrug it off.  When the hell did Petrelli get better at controlling his powers?  He tried to bite back the moans threatening to escape his throat as he felt Peter’s fingers searching inside of him.  A cry was ripped from his throat as Peter hit that bundle of nerves deep inside of him, his back arching up and fingers gouging deep into the wood.

 

Peter grinned determinedly as he shifted his knee from Sylar’s back to between the man’s thighs, using one hand to undo his pants and shoving them down.  “Admit it, you want this, otherwise you would’ve escaped already.  Tell me you want me Sylar; tell me you want me to fuck you within an inch of your life.”  He panted at the other man as he spat into his hand, slicking his cock as well as he could.  Without giving Sylar a chance to answer, he pushed into that tight heat, groaning as he did so.

 

Sylar froze, his breathing stopped.   He’d never had anyone do this to him before and he should be furious, angry.  But instead he could feel nothing but pain slowly giving way to pleasure as Peter started to rock back and forth, sliding in and out with slow determination.  His body shook as he felt Peter’s hands go to his waist, lifting his hips so he could get deeper and Sylar let out a guttural moan as he felt Peter slide in further.  He rested his forehead against the roof, eyes fluttering shut as he gave into the pleasure working its way through his body.

 

Peter flipped his head, trying to get his sweaty hair off his face so he could see that wonderful, pale body underneath him.  Frowning in concentration, he listened to the soft sounds Sylar was making, shifting angles to increase the noises.  He grinned when he hit Sylar’s prostate again and the killer gave a sharp yelp, jerking forward.  Feeling confident that Sylar was lost in the sensations, he reached around, taking Sylar’s throbbing cock in his hand, gently stroking it in time with his thrusts.

 

Sylar felt his cock give a hard twitch in Peter’s hand as he let out a hoarse cry, cum shooting out and covering Peter’s hand and the roof below him.  He took in ragged breaths, trying to stop his head from spinning as he felt Peter pounding into him harder, his hips moving erratically.

 

Peter shifted his hands back to Sylar’s waist, digging fingernails into the soft skin, leaving behind half-moon indents that disappeared as quickly as they showed.  Throwing his head back suddenly, he came hard inside Sylar, slumping over his back as he tried to clear his vision.  “Was that good for you t-?”  Peter started to murmur as he carefully pulled out of Sylar.

 

Before he even had time to think, he felt himself flying through the air, landing on the edge of the building, feeling his back snap.  He tried to lift his head to see the furious face standing over him, but he couldn’t move.

 

“You ever fucking do that again Petrelli and I’ll make sure there’s no fucking way you ever come back!”  Sylar snarled as he did his pants back up, glaring down at the other man.  He turned on his heel, walking away.  “Next time I top!”

Comments

[naddypants.livejournal.com]

I...Peter...Sylar?

*guh*

Excuse me a moment while I gather my senses......

Will there be the sequel with Sylar topping? Please?

That was wonderful. :)

[flying-monkees.livejournal.com]

*blushes* Thanks, I'm really glad you liked. And I hope you gather your senses soon, I don't want you to be senseless! :D

I hadn't thought about a sequel but there's always a possiblity.

And I love writting Peter/Sylar, they have a great dynamic.

[avaserenity.livejournal.com]

“Next time I top!”

BEST. LINE. EVER.

Love this!

[flying-monkees.livejournal.com]

*hee* Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed. And of course Sylar wouldn't let Peter think he could top next time. *grin*

[ladywilde80.livejournal.com]

Oh I really shouldn't have read this on my lunch break. Now I have this stupid grin on my face. LOL.

That was so hot. God, I use to never be a big of this pairing but this season, and super hot fics like this one are slowly but surely changing my mind.

This was all sorts of hot and yummy - thanks for posting!

[flying-monkees.livejournal.com]

*giggles* At least it'll make everyone at work wonder what you've been up to. ;D

Yay!! A new recruit! lol Welcome to the dark side padawan. *snicker*

Glad you thought it was hot and yummy, that's what I was trying for.

[yo-mawari.livejournal.com]

I agree with avaserenity:

"Next time I top!" = FTW

This was great!! ^_^

[flying-monkees.livejournal.com]

Glad you liked it, and of course Sylar wouldn't let Peter get away with topping. lol I'm glad you liked that line.

Thanks much for reading!

[flwrpwr-vampyre.livejournal.com]

*giggles* I don't want to say I told you so but I TOLD YOU SO.

This was insanely hot, you write the good smut!

[flying-monkees.livejournal.com]

*rolls eyes* Yeah, yeah, I know. I need to listen to you more. And vice-versa hun. *wink*

lol It's not without your help hun, you know that. But thanks anyways. I'm really, really glad that you like it, that means a lot to me, which you know. :D

[miss-miso.livejournal.com]

I've already told you I adore that last line. And I'm joining the chorus for a sequel. And, really, with all of the sexy bondage, rescues and hot snark the show has been giving us between these two recently, how can you resist?

You can't, can you? *jedi hand wave* You can't resist the Petlar. You want to write more fic. These are the dirty droids you're looking for.

[flying-monkees.livejournal.com]

*cracks up laughing* I can't resist the Petlar. I want to write more fics. These are the dirty droids I'm looking for.

The writers are killing us here, aren't they? Could they be any more obvious with the shipping? *snickers* It's really hard to resist things like that. I will think long and hard *snirt* about a sequel. Promise. lol

Thanks for reading and SO glad you enjoyed. :D

[sapphire17.livejournal.com]

Oh the sheer hotness of these two... and this fic!

And the last line made me giggle. It reminds me of what QAF's Brian Kinney said he was glad he didn't have to worry about having 'anal wars' like other couples. XD

[flying-monkees.livejournal.com]

*squee* A QAF quote! I feel honored now. lol And that does seem to fit these 2. *snicker*

Thank you for the nice compliments, I'm glad you liked the fic...and the hotness. I aim to please. :D

[damato019.livejournal.com]

I loved this, but to be honest, I'm not a fan of Peter on top -- at least when it comes to Peter/Sylar. (My favorite pairing btw. *grin*) I very much like the idea of Sylar on top, so I hope there's a sequel with that scenario. ^^;; *sheepish*

And I love Sylar's last line, "Next time I top!" *squee* haha *grin*

[flying-monkees.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you liked, even if you're not a top!Peter fan. lol It's nice to mix things up once in a while but there's a really good chance that top!Sylar will return. :D

Thanks, I loved that line too. *grin*

[lornrocks.livejournal.com]

I've read this a million times and I love it everytime.

A sequel would be great! :D

(I know this has been awhile.)

[merlin-wings.livejournal.com]

“Next time I top!”

Haha! Wonderful stuff.