Biting Sylar lightly, just enough to draw blood without doing much to actually bleed him, the point of the exercise being mostly pleasure than anything else, Mohinder gives Sylar relief, finally, through the slow ministrations of his hands. All of this had been done mostly for the small mental rebellion of Sylar's, the small challenge of dominance. Mohinder's new to these urges though. It will take some time for him to understand them or for Sylar to re-exert himself.
When it's finished, and both larger men are panting and groaning, Mohinder slips between them. It's caccooing. It feels right. And he'll happily lay there for as long as they both need to recover.
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Date: 2011-12-24 05:03 pm (UTC)When it's finished, and both larger men are panting and groaning, Mohinder slips between them. It's caccooing. It feels right. And he'll happily lay there for as long as they both need to recover.