Fic: Head Out On the Highway
Title: Head Out On the Highway
Rating: R
Pairing: Sylar/Luke
Word Count: 440+
Summary: Highway head.
Disclaimer: Not mine. No copyright infringement intended.
Author's Note: The title is corny, I know :P
“Come on, please?” Luke begs quietly, tugging on Sylar's zipper.
The older man grips the wheel, his eyes fixed on the road.
“Don't be an idiot,” Sylar replies.
“Just let me,” Luke whispers, as he finally undoes Sylar's pants and leans over.
He grips Sylar's half-erect cock, heat radiating into his palm.
“Highway head?” Sylar mutters. “I'm not a fucking teenager.”
Luke laughs as he wraps his lips around Sylar's cock.
“I am,” he manages to say with a full mouth.
“Clearly,” Sylar replies, rolling his eyes.
“Don't pretend you're nod enjoyan it,” Luke struggles to get the words out. “I'm da one wid your dig in my moud. I cun tell you lige it.”
Sylar rolls his eyes again, a smirk at the corners of his mouth.
“Luke, if you're going to do this you need to stop talking.”
Luke smiles and doesn't reply.
Sylar continues to grip the wheel as the brunette head bobs up and down in his lap. He glances down as he sees Luke's right hand move to tug at his own zipper. Clearly the kid is turned on and is looking for release.
Sylar's eyes flick from the road to Luke's hand, as he watches the kid struggle to unzip his pants and then yank his dick out. Keeping his left hand on the wheel, Sylar reaches over to wrap his right hand around Luke's. He feels hot breath on his cock as Luke stops sucking long enough to let out a panting breath.
His hand wrapped around Luke's, Sylar controls the intensity and speed as Luke pumps his own erection. When Luke's lips wrap themselves back around the older man's cock, Sylar's grip tightens. Luke begins to moan, and Sylar feels the vibration in his cock. His can feel his eyes want to roll back, but he somehow forces his gaze to remain fixed on the road.
Luke orgasms first, his hips thrusting up into their hands, his cum shooting up onto the dashboard.
Sylar lets go of Luke's hand, and then splays his fingers through the kid's hair. Pushing down, he forces his cock deeper into Luke's mouth. His eyes still fixed on the road, Sylar feels himself reaching his climax. His body tenses and he shoots his cum into Luke's mouth.
Luke swallows it down before pulling away from Sylar's erection, and wiping the back of his hand across his face.
His eyes locked on Sylar, Luke lets out a sigh before finally speaking again.
“Fun, right?” He asks with a grin.
Sylar gives Luke a quick glance before turning his gaze back to the highway, both hands gripping the wheel.
“..yeah.”
Rating: R
Pairing: Sylar/Luke
Word Count: 440+
Summary: Highway head.
Disclaimer: Not mine. No copyright infringement intended.
Author's Note: The title is corny, I know :P
“Come on, please?” Luke begs quietly, tugging on Sylar's zipper.
The older man grips the wheel, his eyes fixed on the road.
“Don't be an idiot,” Sylar replies.
“Just let me,” Luke whispers, as he finally undoes Sylar's pants and leans over.
He grips Sylar's half-erect cock, heat radiating into his palm.
“Highway head?” Sylar mutters. “I'm not a fucking teenager.”
Luke laughs as he wraps his lips around Sylar's cock.
“I am,” he manages to say with a full mouth.
“Clearly,” Sylar replies, rolling his eyes.
“Don't pretend you're nod enjoyan it,” Luke struggles to get the words out. “I'm da one wid your dig in my moud. I cun tell you lige it.”
Sylar rolls his eyes again, a smirk at the corners of his mouth.
“Luke, if you're going to do this you need to stop talking.”
Luke smiles and doesn't reply.
Sylar continues to grip the wheel as the brunette head bobs up and down in his lap. He glances down as he sees Luke's right hand move to tug at his own zipper. Clearly the kid is turned on and is looking for release.
Sylar's eyes flick from the road to Luke's hand, as he watches the kid struggle to unzip his pants and then yank his dick out. Keeping his left hand on the wheel, Sylar reaches over to wrap his right hand around Luke's. He feels hot breath on his cock as Luke stops sucking long enough to let out a panting breath.
His hand wrapped around Luke's, Sylar controls the intensity and speed as Luke pumps his own erection. When Luke's lips wrap themselves back around the older man's cock, Sylar's grip tightens. Luke begins to moan, and Sylar feels the vibration in his cock. His can feel his eyes want to roll back, but he somehow forces his gaze to remain fixed on the road.
Luke orgasms first, his hips thrusting up into their hands, his cum shooting up onto the dashboard.
Sylar lets go of Luke's hand, and then splays his fingers through the kid's hair. Pushing down, he forces his cock deeper into Luke's mouth. His eyes still fixed on the road, Sylar feels himself reaching his climax. His body tenses and he shoots his cum into Luke's mouth.
Luke swallows it down before pulling away from Sylar's erection, and wiping the back of his hand across his face.
His eyes locked on Sylar, Luke lets out a sigh before finally speaking again.
“Fun, right?” He asks with a grin.
Sylar gives Luke a quick glance before turning his gaze back to the highway, both hands gripping the wheel.
“..yeah.”