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YET ANOTHER HEROES ANONYMOUS KINK MEME
In celebration of my return to bad-tv-boyfriend Heroes, I present to you all:

Yet Another Heroes Anonymous Kink Meme

RULES OF ENGAGEMENT:

1) ALL characters MUST be 16 or older and sentient (ie, no beastiality unless someone's a werewolf) to play.

2) NO "seconding" prompts! It's annoying to the prompter and the readers, and I will delete any "seconds." If you like a prompt, write it or find someone who will.

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That's all! Very simple! Here's how it works:

a) You (anonymously!) post a prompt (or three, or ten...) including a kink, a character, a pairing, a timeframe or all of the above or some of the above.

b) Someone else sees your prompt, likes it, and writes it for you (anonymously!)

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All kinks are welcome! Your kink is okay, my kink is okay, that weirdo over there's kink is okay! Kinks can range from the vanilla (ie "Peter/Mohinder, footrub and cuddling") to the extreme (ie "Luke/Sylar, noncon, violent, blood")

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PLEASE PIMP THIS FAR AND WIDE, ESPECIALLY IN 'SHIP COMMUNITIES!

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ETA: On SATURDAY, MARCH 21 the masterlist of all the fics will go live. At that time, authors are welcomed and encouraged to claim credit for their works (but if you don't want to, you absolutely DO NOT have to)! [info]speccygeekgrrl will be hosting the masterlist, but I will link to it from here and in a separate post in my journal! Thanks for plyaing, everyone, and feel free to carry on if you wish, especially until Saturday evening!

ETA2: The masterlists are live!

[info]speccygeekgrrl was awesome (and insane) enough to volunteer to put together the masterlists.

Actually, three of them, since there are SO MANY FICS.

List One
List Two
List Three

Authors: If you want to, please go own up to your porn fics!

Readers: Go see what you may have missed! Comment abundantly!


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Mohinder/Elle: hurt/comfort, jealousy
(Anonymous)
2009-03-15 10:46 pm UTC (link)
She can feel herself acting strangely, but she can’t seem to stop. She ends up tucking herself into a ball, collapsing into herself when anyone so much as looks at her. This is how he left her, what he’s made her.

Her scar is worse this time around, nearly encompassing the entire top half of her head. The burns travel down the sides of her back, a raised pattern tracing a line down her scapulas. She feels ugly. What’s worse is that she feels weak.

She happens upon him on accident. She’s been running for so long that it never occurred to her that she’d find someone she knew. It’s midnight, and they’re in some greasy spoon off the highway. He’s the same; he’s so devastatingly pretty for a man, and so very burdened. She could always tell just by looking at him. She knows what happened to him, though she forgets the exact circumstances in which she knew. Sometime after Bennet had taken her to that cabin to heal, at least. She was out of it a lot at that time, and Bennet’s stories were the only things that kept her sane.

She spots him before he sees her, and she quickly hides behind a mass of straggly platinum hair, not wanting him to see her like this. But on her way out of the restaurant past his table, she trips and, he being him, he catches her in his arms.

“Elle?”

His voice is the same, a soft lilting in that warm accent that comforts her. She looked up and sees his concerned gaze, those soft eyes that are so familiar, and promptly bursts into tears. He picks her up in his arms in a way that seems effortless and brings her outside. His hands pat his pockets and he swears softly.

“Do you have your keys?” he asks, gently placing his hands on her shoulders. Wordlessly she hands him the two plain keys. He pauses to look at them, no doubt remembering the key chain she used to have, full of pink bears and fluffy balls. He unlocks the car, mercifully saying nothing and turns to open her door. She looks at the empty seat and back to him. She remembers the way he used to look at her, the mix of subtle fear and unadulterated curiosity, with the slightest hint of attraction. Now it is concern, pity. And that stirred something in her, something like wakening up the Elle she thought really had been killed.

“No,” she grounds out, and pushes him back. He stumbles in surprise, falling back against the opened door.

“Elle, what --” he asks, but before he could finish she presses her lips against his roughly. She pulls back with his lip between her teeth.

“Don’t pity me, fight club. Don’t you dare,” she whispers, her voice shakier than she would have liked. Her eyes are still red and her cheeks still damp, but she can feel the power rising within as she sees Mohinder’s eyes darken.

“What do you want then?” he asks, his voice huskier. His lip is blood stained and her tongue peeks out to reach the metallic taste. He groans deep in his throat, his arms coming around to pull her closer. She unbuttons his shirt front, her fingers playing lightly against the muscles as he tenses beneath her touch. She stays just out of reach as he leans to catch her lips again.

She wants to prove she is better, wants to prove she is the same person. She works on unbuttoning the slacks he has on and his hands slip under her cheap tank. She shudders as he traces up the scars, feeling even more insecure than ever, until she realizes that he isn’t pulling away. Instead he pulls the shirt over her head and places his palms over the imprints. He begins to stroke her back in a way that feels more intimate than the fact that he is trailing open mouthed kisses across her breasts.

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Part 2
(Anonymous)
2009-03-15 10:48 pm UTC (link)
“God, you’re gorgeous,” he murmurs softly, pulling away the cup of her bra to envelope a pert nipple into his warm mouth. She gasps, and she isn’t sure if it’s because of the action or the statement. It’s all too … something. Something she doesn’t like. She pushes him again, this time to the seat of the car.

He seems confused for a moment until she shimmies out of her jeans and panties. She crawls on top of him and finishes removing his pants. They are lying awkwardly now, his back against the clutch and his legs half out of the car. They chuckle in nervousness, and she leans forward to cover her face with her hair, suddenly shy. He brushes it back and leans up to kiss her sweetly on the lips and then down her body. He hesitates from doing anything else, and it occurs to her that he is leaving her in charge.

She sits up and undulates her hips to grind herself against his cock, having it suddenly occur to her that she is angled with her clit up against him. He groans and throws his head back, curls bouncing as he does so, his eyes squeezing shut. “Elle, fuck, I – I need to -- get in the backseat,” he grinds out through his teeth. She leans back and pulls the seat down and crawls backwards against the back, her elbows supporting herself up. She is wet already; her whole body is throbbing as she watches him try in vain to collect himself. His body looks lithe and powerful all at once as he settles over her, and without warning he is inside of her to the hilt. She gasps and falls backwards completely, her inner muscles spasming, her orgasm taking her by complete surprise. He’s barely touched her, but she needs him and this so much, too much.

She looks up and her vision is clouded, but she sees him, a sort of awe in his eyes. And then there is a self-satisfied smirk on his face that seems almost out of place. “Better than Maya?” she ground out harshly as she clenches around him, wanting to wipe it away. There is a hint of jealousy as she recalls the beautiful, exotic woman. She may not be as pretty anymore, but she could be better at this at least.

His eyebrows raise and he moves slightly within her causing her to inhale sharply. His fingers play lightly against her ribs before coming down to trace her clit. She arches at his touch and he leans down to her ear as he pulls out slightly before thrusting forcefully back in. Her head hits the door as he does, but she can’t care.

“Better than Sylar?” he bites back. His jealousy isn’t as subtle.

His hands grab her waist and with surprising ease he flips them so that she is back on top. She rides him shallowly, not wanting to be separate from him. After a while her growls and grips her hips tightly to guide her at a faster, deeper pace. Her breaths come shorter and she can feel their combined sweat collecting between her breasts that are bouncing in time with his frantic upward thrusts.

“Oh, God,” she sighs in contentment as one hand comes to tweak at her nipples, the other still grasping her ass to push her up and down, reminding her of the fact that he is powered now even if he is only using it conservatively. She hadn’t used her own in so long, but she could feel it building in her at the same rate as her next orgasm. She flickers once and he hisses, leaning up to hold her closer and find a position that hits her even deeper, even harder.

“Look at me,” he breathes out and her eyes meet his and suddenly she’s coming again, hard. She thinks she cried out, she’s not completely sure, but she knows she releases a bolt of electricity down his spine. His thrusts are now short and he shouts her name in a choked gasp, filling her up.

Lazily he kisses her deeply and she returns it. He is holding her so tightly that she can scarcely breathe, but she can’t find the will to care and only snuggles deeper.

“You are so beautiful. And there is no comparison,” he whispers to her hotly. She grins in a way the old Elle would have as she feels his dick twitch within her.

“Likewise, Suresh.”

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Re: Part 2
(Anonymous)
2009-03-16 03:30 am UTC (link)
this is absolutely lovely and probably one of my favorite ficlets I've seen with this pairing, brava.

She remembers the way he used to look at her, the mix of subtle fear and unadulterated curiosity, with the slightest hint of attraction -- I LOVE that line so. very. much.

<3

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