Heroes - Love, or Something Ignites
Title: Love, or Something Ignites
Author:
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Pairing: Sylar/Mohinder
Rating: PG
Word Count: 460
Summary: “Now, now, Mohinder. It’s either me or the cookies,” Sylar teased.
A/N: My response to all the Sylar/Mohinder fluff lately. It’s fluff, but not. You’ll see.
Companion Piece: Can't Resist the Day
Sylar entered his apartment to a strong, sweet smell wafting through the air. He felt his smile increase with every step he took closer to the kitchen.
Mohinder was standing there, leaning against a counter, a book in his hands. He looked up at the noise and smiled when he saw Sylar. “How was your day?”
“Good, but it’ll only get better,” Sylar smirked, as he crossed the distance between them to kiss him. Mohinder dropped the book to the floor as he kissed back languidly. When their lips parted, Sylar slipped his arms around Mohinder’s waist. “What are you making?”
“Chocolate chip cookies,” Mohinder replied.
Sylar pouted. “Aren’t I sweet enough?”
Mohinder laughed. “Maybe, but I can’t eat you, can I?” As if on cue, the timer went off, and he moved out of Sylar’s embrace to take the cookies out of the oven. Sylar wasn’t pleased with the loss of contact, so he embraced him again, from behind this time.
“But you can taste me,” Sylar protested, and to punctuate his point, he kissed his neck and then sucked.
Mohinder’s breath hitched, and his head tilted to give him better access. “Physical hunger and sexual hunger are two different things, Sylar.”
“What are you hungry for, then?” he asked, his hot breath contrasting the wet spot on Mohinder’s neck.
He shivered. “Can I say both?”
“Now, now, Mohinder. It’s either me or the cookies,” Sylar teased, then resumed sucking his neck, making it clear which answer he wanted to hear.
Strangely, he felt Mohinder tense up under him. He waited for the geneticist to respond, but he stayed silent. Concerned, Sylar spun Mohinder around, only to see him glaring at him.
Sylar frowned. “You’re not actually upset, are you? You know that I love you.” It seemed like such an overreaction. But Mohinder’s glare didn’t waver, and he didn’t speak a word, though the spark in his eyes was communicating thousands.
Oh. Sylar knew what this was about. Every so often Mohinder acted like this. It was inexplicable.
But he knew how to fix it.
He cupped his face gently as his voice grew deep and cold. “You love me, Mohinder. Deeply. Passionately. And…,” Sylar grinned, “forever.”
The look in Mohinder’s eyes in that second was the most venomous he had ever seen from anyone. But it was gone in an instant, and replaced with a warm smile and eyes lit with affection. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” Mohinder said as he embraced Sylar, “Forgive me?”
“Of course,” Sylar said breezily, “Unless you choose cookies over me.”
Mohinder’s expression grew naughty. “Cookies can wait.” He kissed Sylar, briefly but intensely; a preview of what was to come. “I love you.”
Sylar smiled. “I know.”
Author:
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Pairing: Sylar/Mohinder
Rating: PG
Word Count: 460
Summary: “Now, now, Mohinder. It’s either me or the cookies,” Sylar teased.
A/N: My response to all the Sylar/Mohinder fluff lately. It’s fluff, but not. You’ll see.
Companion Piece: Can't Resist the Day
Sylar entered his apartment to a strong, sweet smell wafting through the air. He felt his smile increase with every step he took closer to the kitchen.
Mohinder was standing there, leaning against a counter, a book in his hands. He looked up at the noise and smiled when he saw Sylar. “How was your day?”
“Good, but it’ll only get better,” Sylar smirked, as he crossed the distance between them to kiss him. Mohinder dropped the book to the floor as he kissed back languidly. When their lips parted, Sylar slipped his arms around Mohinder’s waist. “What are you making?”
“Chocolate chip cookies,” Mohinder replied.
Sylar pouted. “Aren’t I sweet enough?”
Mohinder laughed. “Maybe, but I can’t eat you, can I?” As if on cue, the timer went off, and he moved out of Sylar’s embrace to take the cookies out of the oven. Sylar wasn’t pleased with the loss of contact, so he embraced him again, from behind this time.
“But you can taste me,” Sylar protested, and to punctuate his point, he kissed his neck and then sucked.
Mohinder’s breath hitched, and his head tilted to give him better access. “Physical hunger and sexual hunger are two different things, Sylar.”
“What are you hungry for, then?” he asked, his hot breath contrasting the wet spot on Mohinder’s neck.
He shivered. “Can I say both?”
“Now, now, Mohinder. It’s either me or the cookies,” Sylar teased, then resumed sucking his neck, making it clear which answer he wanted to hear.
Strangely, he felt Mohinder tense up under him. He waited for the geneticist to respond, but he stayed silent. Concerned, Sylar spun Mohinder around, only to see him glaring at him.
Sylar frowned. “You’re not actually upset, are you? You know that I love you.” It seemed like such an overreaction. But Mohinder’s glare didn’t waver, and he didn’t speak a word, though the spark in his eyes was communicating thousands.
Oh. Sylar knew what this was about. Every so often Mohinder acted like this. It was inexplicable.
But he knew how to fix it.
He cupped his face gently as his voice grew deep and cold. “You love me, Mohinder. Deeply. Passionately. And…,” Sylar grinned, “forever.”
The look in Mohinder’s eyes in that second was the most venomous he had ever seen from anyone. But it was gone in an instant, and replaced with a warm smile and eyes lit with affection. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” Mohinder said as he embraced Sylar, “Forgive me?”
“Of course,” Sylar said breezily, “Unless you choose cookies over me.”
Mohinder’s expression grew naughty. “Cookies can wait.” He kissed Sylar, briefly but intensely; a preview of what was to come. “I love you.”
Sylar smiled. “I know.”
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But thank you!
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I love how fluff can get this dark. :-)
(I pity Eden even more)
(Also, even if Eden died even before Sylar met Mohinder, I can't help seeing some kind of symbolic rivalry in their relationships... They were hanging at Chandar's at the same time, and they were both "courting" Mohinder afterthat...)
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I totally agree. Also, when you think about it, the two of them should've already known each other - I've considered writing a fic about that, actually. *g*
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In the episode 11, there is a discussion like
Sylar : I know you...
Eden : I lived next door to Chandra Suresh.
Sylar : That wonderful ability... and all this time, you were the girl's next door !
And then he points that she knew and she could have killed him, and she did not.
I have written about them in these time... would you be interested in reading it ? It's in French, but I think it would not be a problem...
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YES, I would be totally interested in reading that! For one, I can't think of a better way to practice my French then by reading fanfic, haha.
(Also: the fact that you're a French-speaking Mylar fan makes you SO AWESOME to me, hee. :P)
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My fic - or, rather, drabble collection - about Sylar and Eden is here : http://flo-nelja.livejournal.com/103489.html
I have also written a few other Heroes fics (mostly about Sylar and Mohinder) and a few drabbles about... almost everyone, really. Follow the "heroes" tag if you're interested. :-)
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I was trying to figure out how this couldn't be fluff as I read along and then Sylar had to go all Eden on Mohindy. Mohinder must really hate him on the inside.
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Mind controls powerzzzzzzzz. :D
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Name a pairing and shall add it to my steadily lengthening cue. XD
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As for mind control fic? For some reason, Eden/Bennet sounds fantastic. If you think you could pull that pairing off, I think I'd love you forever! Haha.
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All righty. Eden/Bennett? SO horrifically easy. ;D
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But he knew how to fix it.
This is exactly how I like my Mylar fic: twisted underneath a sweet veneer, and you sense that if the story kept going, it would end very badly.
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Oh, and I lurk on the TWoP Hoyay thread, and I love reading your posts. :)
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That's approximately when I went, "adskjlk;adfbzuh? No!" When I was reading this, I was wondering how this could be "fluff, but not," but whoa dang. I love it.
Your icon is so awesome.
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Thanks! I love Riku ♥
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When You Think About It
there had to be some love for Sylar deep down in Mo a well as the hate because in the companion peace, Edan saw a blank face that wanted her to stop Sylar saw happiness when Mohinder was under his command.
I really digged on this fic.
Re: When You Think About It
Wow, that was long! Sorry about that. Anyway, thank you! :D
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This makes me happy. <3
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Also, *shiver* Creepy fic.
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And I'll take that as a compliment! Thanks. :D