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flwrpwr_vampyre) wrote2007-12-31 04:45 pm
flwrpwr_vampyre) wrote2007-12-31 04:45 pm
Entry tags:
Warming up
Title: Warming Up
Pairing: Mohinder/Sylar
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Summary: Mohinder snapped the phone shut.
Notes: Forladywilde80's birthday and the![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
mission_insane prompt - Oh Hello Officer. Thanks to flying_monkees for beta'ing me!
Pairing: Mohinder/Sylar
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Summary: Mohinder snapped the phone shut.
Notes: For
ladywilde80's birthday and themission_insane prompt - Oh Hello Officer. Thanks to flying_monkees for beta'ing me! Mohinder snapped the phone shut and turned to look at Sylar.
"They said it's going to be at least an hour before anyone can get here. Looks like we're stuck."
Sylar looked outside at the heavily falling snow. Their car had broken down on the side of the highway and Mohinder had just been on the phone with a towing company.
"It's going to get cold," he observed. He was right, the car was already freezing and it had been only five minutes. "We should get in the back and share the emergency blanket to get as much heat as possible."
Mohinder nodded, his teeth chattering. He got cold ridiculously fast and it was something Sylar had always found adorable.
It didn't take long for them to get in the back seat and curl together under the blanket. For a little while they talked about meaningless things, but soon they settled into a comfortable silence. Sylar leaned against the other man and thought about nothing in particular.
Suddenly he felt a hand slide into his pants and before he could even let out a strangled noise Mohinder was stroking him to hardness. The other man knew exactly what made him hazy with desire and he was vaguely aware of the geneticist doing something else. He jumped when lube was dripped onto his hard length, then Mohinder was sliding down on to him and his head slammed back against the window.
He was a little confused at Mohinder's sudden urgency but this was still one of the hottest things that had ever happened to him. Mohinder was clenching around him and Sylar slid his hands over and gripped his hips, staring up at the dark skinned man as he held him still and thrust hard up into him.
The sound the other man made was pure sex and he continued at a brutal pace, watching Mohinder lose himself in sensation. It was always the hottest thing Sylar had ever seen, Mohinder's head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut, his mouth open in a continuous moan and fingers grabbing anything and everything.
Sylar rolled his hips and nearly orgasmed at the almost scream that came out of Mohinder’s mouth, watching as the other man gripped himself, stroking in time with the thrusts. Mohinder tightened around him as he came with a loud groan and Sylar followed suit, burying himself inside the geneticist, clutching his hips tightly.
They sat like that for a couple of minutes, trying to catch their breath. Sylar just stared at the sweat dripping off of Mohinder, marveling at how sexy he looked. Mohinder caught his gaze and grinned widely.
"I'd say we're both efficiently warmed up, wouldn’t you?"
Sylar laughed and then groaned as Mohinder moved off of him. The scientist quickly cleaned them both up and no sooner were they presentable when a knock on the window shocked them both. Mohinder looked back, being the first to see the flashing lights.
He shared a horrified look with Sylar and rolled down the window.
"Oh, hello Officer..."
"They said it's going to be at least an hour before anyone can get here. Looks like we're stuck."
Sylar looked outside at the heavily falling snow. Their car had broken down on the side of the highway and Mohinder had just been on the phone with a towing company.
"It's going to get cold," he observed. He was right, the car was already freezing and it had been only five minutes. "We should get in the back and share the emergency blanket to get as much heat as possible."
Mohinder nodded, his teeth chattering. He got cold ridiculously fast and it was something Sylar had always found adorable.
It didn't take long for them to get in the back seat and curl together under the blanket. For a little while they talked about meaningless things, but soon they settled into a comfortable silence. Sylar leaned against the other man and thought about nothing in particular.
Suddenly he felt a hand slide into his pants and before he could even let out a strangled noise Mohinder was stroking him to hardness. The other man knew exactly what made him hazy with desire and he was vaguely aware of the geneticist doing something else. He jumped when lube was dripped onto his hard length, then Mohinder was sliding down on to him and his head slammed back against the window.
He was a little confused at Mohinder's sudden urgency but this was still one of the hottest things that had ever happened to him. Mohinder was clenching around him and Sylar slid his hands over and gripped his hips, staring up at the dark skinned man as he held him still and thrust hard up into him.
The sound the other man made was pure sex and he continued at a brutal pace, watching Mohinder lose himself in sensation. It was always the hottest thing Sylar had ever seen, Mohinder's head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut, his mouth open in a continuous moan and fingers grabbing anything and everything.
Sylar rolled his hips and nearly orgasmed at the almost scream that came out of Mohinder’s mouth, watching as the other man gripped himself, stroking in time with the thrusts. Mohinder tightened around him as he came with a loud groan and Sylar followed suit, burying himself inside the geneticist, clutching his hips tightly.
They sat like that for a couple of minutes, trying to catch their breath. Sylar just stared at the sweat dripping off of Mohinder, marveling at how sexy he looked. Mohinder caught his gaze and grinned widely.
"I'd say we're both efficiently warmed up, wouldn’t you?"
Sylar laughed and then groaned as Mohinder moved off of him. The scientist quickly cleaned them both up and no sooner were they presentable when a knock on the window shocked them both. Mohinder looked back, being the first to see the flashing lights.
He shared a horrified look with Sylar and rolled down the window.
"Oh, hello Officer..."