Sylar the Monster; Mohinder the Lustful
Author: Preston Young
Pairing: Mohinder x Sylar, later Sylar x Mohinder, LOL
Rating: PG-13 so far, but when the more "mature" scenes are to be written, I will move this to fanfic.net. (And trust me, it gets really raunchy, LOL)
Copyright: No, I don't own Heroes, any of the characters therein, or anything even remotely related to Heroes except that crappy tee my granny got me for my birthday... (what a b***h...)
Additional Comments: I've been wanting to write this for a while. In the episode whenever Mohinder drugs and restrains Sylar, I always play it out in my head that Mohinder takes advantage of Sylar, and... it's... it's just so damn hawt! So, now I write it... for you to enjoy! GIVE ME ALL YOUR SEMENZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!1 LOLZ!!!1!!1!111!!!!!
Compliments and constructive criticism welcome. If you don't like Heroes, then why the ******** are you reading this anyways, stupid a**?!
******Schmexiness: START!!!*****
Sylar is a monster! A cold-blooded b*****d and murderer!
But this doesn't seem to keep Mohinder's overwhelming lust at bay. Hell, what's he going to do now? Rape the b*****d?
Well...
No, no! That's not the way to handle the situation! Mohinder needs to calm down and--
But Sylar does look so helpless--tied up to that chair, begging. In fact, he--
Stop this at once! This man killed Mohinder's father!
But he's so damn sexy, and there he is! It's time that Mohinder gets his revenge, time to quell the lust that has been drowning him since he first met "Zane Taylor." Oh, how he waited for this moment--three whole, damn days! And now... now is his chance...
Grinning devilishly, Mohinder snatches a handful of Sylar's hair and jerks his head back. Sylar lets out a painful cry but is quickly cut short by Mohinder's dark, lucious lips.
"Maybe you'll do some good before you die," Mohinder comments, still grinning that damned smile. Who the hell is he, thinking he can take advantage of Sylar like this! Of course, Sylar secretly loves the rough attention, but the Indian man doesn't need to know that, now does he? The thought of passionate, wild man sex with him sets fireworks off in Sylar's mind. Oh, how he'd enjoy this!
Mohinder ravishes Sylar's lips even more, molesting Sylar's tongue with his own. No part of Sylar's mouth is left unexplored by Mohinder's controlling hunger. Likewise, no part of Sylar's body will be left unexplored, either.
Sylar relaxes, letting all his emotions go as the passion takes over. He tongue-wrestles with Mohinder for sexual dominance. Nothing pleases him more than this moment, and he wishes that it could last forever. However, there are people to find, people to kill, people to drain of their abilites for his own dictorial and malicious gain. But for now, he'll just savor the moment, hoping that it lasts longer that he anticipates. Mohinder already has the potential to be an amazing lover; however, Sylar needs to take control, to blossom this little, Indian flower into a raging slut!
*****Schmexiness: Incomplete*****
I'm so sorry, but this is where it ends. I would like some comments on this, and I'll see what I can do to finish the story. I proudly announce that dark, sexual tension soon follows, so for all you kiddies that are too young to view addition content, GROW UP FASTER! It's the only way you'll ever get to read the rest, LOL. Stupid kids...
