Kiss
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Title: Kiss
Author: jaune_chat
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairings: Peter/Emma
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 340
Spoilers: S4
Warnings: PWP
Disclaimer: Heroes belongs to Tim Kring, NBC, et al.
A/N: Written for kink_las for the prompt “first time.”
Summary: Peter wants to show Emma something new.
Emma could feel herself gasping, her throat working, trembling as formless sounds poured out of her. She couldn’t hear herself, she’d never heard anything in her life, but it was so important for Peter to hear her. Because if she went silent, he’d have to stop and look up to see what was wrong, and if he did that, she just might kill him.
One hand flexed and teased at the skin of her stomach, lighting up her nerves with feather-like tickles, but it was Peter’s mouth that had all Emma’s attention.
His mouth, God. That little lop-sided smile of his, looking at her in the light of dawn, asking her if she’d ever…? Emma had shaken her head, Peter had kissed her on the throat, and slowly worked his way down. And down. And down. Emma knew she’d shouted when the warm wetness of his tongue had touched her folds, and had bitten into her own hand to keep from waking the neighbors.
Now she just tried to quiet her moans and sighs as Peter spread her open with his fingers, and slowly stroked up and down, tracing the paths his tongue had made. He dipped again to taste her, pushing his tongue inside her alongside two fingers, the gloriously wet, warm, wriggling stretch making Emma moan and push towards him. She was losing herself in the feelings he was awakening in her body, losing and welcoming it with open arms.
She could close her eyes and make the world go away, but it would leave her alone with Peter’s touch. As his mouth closed on her clit and sucked, there was nowhere else she wanted to be. This was more personal, more selfless, more loving than anything she’d felt before, and Emma had to bite her hand again as she felt the wave of orgasm bursting from her core.
Emma clenched hard on Peter’s fingers as she broke open under his intimate kiss, and his free hand tangled with hers to form a single phrase: I love you.
Title: Kiss
Author: jaune_chat
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairings: Peter/Emma
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 340
Spoilers: S4
Warnings: PWP
Disclaimer: Heroes belongs to Tim Kring, NBC, et al.
A/N: Written for kink_las for the prompt “first time.”
Summary: Peter wants to show Emma something new.
Emma could feel herself gasping, her throat working, trembling as formless sounds poured out of her. She couldn’t hear herself, she’d never heard anything in her life, but it was so important for Peter to hear her. Because if she went silent, he’d have to stop and look up to see what was wrong, and if he did that, she just might kill him.
One hand flexed and teased at the skin of her stomach, lighting up her nerves with feather-like tickles, but it was Peter’s mouth that had all Emma’s attention.
His mouth, God. That little lop-sided smile of his, looking at her in the light of dawn, asking her if she’d ever…? Emma had shaken her head, Peter had kissed her on the throat, and slowly worked his way down. And down. And down. Emma knew she’d shouted when the warm wetness of his tongue had touched her folds, and had bitten into her own hand to keep from waking the neighbors.
Now she just tried to quiet her moans and sighs as Peter spread her open with his fingers, and slowly stroked up and down, tracing the paths his tongue had made. He dipped again to taste her, pushing his tongue inside her alongside two fingers, the gloriously wet, warm, wriggling stretch making Emma moan and push towards him. She was losing herself in the feelings he was awakening in her body, losing and welcoming it with open arms.
She could close her eyes and make the world go away, but it would leave her alone with Peter’s touch. As his mouth closed on her clit and sucked, there was nowhere else she wanted to be. This was more personal, more selfless, more loving than anything she’d felt before, and Emma had to bite her hand again as she felt the wave of orgasm bursting from her core.
Emma clenched hard on Peter’s fingers as she broke open under his intimate kiss, and his free hand tangled with hers to form a single phrase: I love you.