ext_9538 ([identity profile] takhallus.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] takhallus 2009-05-07 09:06 pm (UTC)

Sylar looked at the boy with new eyes and wondered how he could be so sure about something at such a young age. “You’re making a mistake Lyle, it’s not me you’re looking for.”

Lyle rolled his eyes “Why don’t you cut the crap and just tell me yes or no? You were in here all night with me and we both know what happened so why are you being all…Dawson’s Creek about it?” He flung himself backwards on the bed and sighed. “Just go, okay? I know you’re not interested so, whatever.”

Sylar tried to drag his eyes from the soft skin on Lyle’s belly where his shirt had ridden up as he lay. What had happened last night had been wordless and impulsive and belonged to the darkness. It had no business still existing in the harsh light of day.

“I was just…curious. You were an easy lay and I wanted to try it out, what can I say, you were – “

“Just shut up Lyle,” Sylar pinned him by his shoulders and silenced him with a kiss, almost smirking at the gentle moans as Lyle wriggled underneath him. Curious was definitely the word….

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