When Worlds Collide: RP for [livejournal.com profile] yearsguilt

Jan. 29th, 2008 10:22 am
changehistory: (Peter - fear me love me do as I say)
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There was a distinct sense that it was very possible that he ought not be doing this. Repercussions could abound, sliding between both of their timelines. Already the questions abounded of what he was like in this Peter's world. If Kirby Plaza happened, then Hiro was not there, and Sylar had not thrown him to the wall...or had he? He should ask, he thought. Ask if they had all been there, and Hiro still...Because if it had gone wrong in just that Claire hadn't shot Peter or Nathan hadn't appeared, hadn't stepped away from Angela and to save Peter, then Hiro still could have been flung back in the past and his own life taken the same course until somehow, some other way, he escaped the Company facility.

But it hadn't happened that way here, and part of him felt his headache with the repercussions of that, because if changing it here hadn't changed this boy's future, then had Hiro stopping him in that vault not truly changed the future his Peter had seen? Had the virus been released somewhere, somehow? Was there a world where with God's grace it had all gone right? And if so, why was he stuck in this one where everything felt fragile and hard and sharp, like he could fall apart at any moment, and the choices that tore from emotions he'd never expected nor wanted to feel seemed harder. A setback, surely. Just that, a few more weeks, a month or two, some sleep, some rest, and he'd be fine. Back to his old self, back to looking about. Back to a new plan.

So damn the timelines crossing, he decided, as he entered the Yaffa Cafe, taking in the bright animal prints and Christmas lights strung around and smiled to see that some things didn't change, even if his blessed East Village had gone and gotten gentrified while he was locked away. This he knew, the music and the people, and if the clothes changed, the air did not. He'd settled on jeans, considering the venue, and a sweater over a button down shirt, with his leather jacket and scarf. Casual, but still pulled together, unable to be sloppy. If he was nervous, it didn't show as his cool eyes scanned the room, looking for a familiar face, and, failing to find it, moving to take a seat at a booth in the back where he could watch the door and wait for Peter, this new Peter who shouldn't be here, but was, to appear.


[ooc for anyone reading: For now, I think this is in the "open" verse. Coming out of RP in [livejournal.com profile] sixwordstories, but I think that's best, so "his Peter" would be [livejournal.com profile] youngerpetrelli when referred to in discussion with this one, yeah?]

Date: 2008-02-07 04:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yearsguilt.livejournal.com
Peter’s kisses quickly became quite needful, his mouth opening to accept Adam’s tongue as he used all the skill he had in kissing to quickly attempt to lead it rather than have Adam do it. Kissing wasn’t new and he felt that it was quite the same no matter the gender, his hand rising to cup the side of Adam’s cheek, those rough yet soft fingertips stroking every so gently Peter easily pulled Adam’s body to straddle his lap for the moment.

“So, first lesson. What are we going to learn today, professor?” Peter couldn’t help but smile, letting his lips lightly nip at Adam’s as he stared up into those blue eyes, finding that he could get lost in them so easily.

Date: 2008-02-07 05:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam's eyebrow quirked as he flashed him an amused look, wickedly mischievous as his hips rocked just a bit against Peter, given their respective positions. He pulled back from the kiss, shifting to sit up, straddling Peter more easily as he ran his fingers lightly over his skin with just a touch of nails, letting them wind their way down to the button of Peter's jeans, undoing it with a practiced flick of his fingers.

He slid down a bit, leaning back against Peter, skin to skin, feeling the heat of his chest, the pounding of his heart against his. Tilting his head, he pressed a kiss to Peter's neck, teeth nipping a bit sharply.

"Lesson the first...the differences in having a man in your bed rather than a woman..."

Date: 2008-02-11 04:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yearsguilt.livejournal.com
Peter almost froze completely at the light sound of the button of his jeans coming undone, those brown eyes flickering over with such curiosity and want as he felt like some lost child waiting to be lead through this exciting new adventure with so many twist and turns that it was easily going to make his head spin and explode – hopefully not so literal. He’d had major control over his abilities so having them leak out given the moment wouldn’t happen. The last thing he needed was going invisible or something once Peter reached climax.

“I’m assuming there is a big difference?” Peter couldn’t help but give Adam that crooked smile, his lower lip hanging just a bit off to the side, his face softening for a briefest of moments as he waited for Adam to continue.

(ooc: sorry for the major lag. work can be a bitch.)

Date: 2008-02-11 07:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam smirked, just a touch. "I don't like to brag..." He slid his fingers down, undoing Peter's zipper and pushing his pants open, touching very lightly over the fabric inside. He leaned over again, kissing him as he flat of his palm stroked over Peter's stomach. His hips rocked again, a bit more friction.

Rising up to his knees, he let his fingers curl around Peter's waistband. "Lift your hips," he murmured softly against his lips.


(ooc: No worries. I know the feeling utterly. Home sick today, myself, so spacey but around. lol)

Date: 2008-02-12 04:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yearsguilt.livejournal.com
Peter obliged as he lifted his hips easily off the bed, feeling the fabric of his jeans gently brushing over his skin as his pants were swiftly taken off by Adam and with those jeans went his boxers to leave his lower half completely naked and his shaft already fully erect, standing straight up like an arrow.

“I don’t like to brag either.” A cocky smile appeared over his lips, his face still showing the signs of insecurity about all of this, but he was eager to continue because this was what he wanted right now and it was going to take a lot of self control to tear him away from it – he wasn’t planning to.

Date: 2008-02-12 05:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam's eyes slid over him appreciatively, slowly taking him in, lines of muscles and bone and skin all there for his viewing pleasure. His fingers brushed down his chest, over his hip lightly with his thumb tracing the line of Peter's groin, but not touching his shaft, not yet. He knew this body already, intimately, wanted to explore each reaction in fascination.

He leaned in again to catch Peter's lips with his, feeling his erection press against his stomach with a appreciative moan. "Perhaps not," he murmured against his lips, "But you could..." He shifted then, just a bit to the side so he could keep kissing Peter as he trailed his fingers lightly up his shaft.

Date: 2008-02-12 06:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yearsguilt.livejournal.com
The touch to his cock was much different than anything he ever felt before, the tips of Adam’s fingers hazily drifting over hard flesh as he couldn’t help but let himself gasp for air, his teeth only clenching ever so lightly as he was consumed by the kiss given by Adam, his hand coming up to run his fingers through Adam’s hair that he couldn’t help but bring his fingers to curl inward and tug gently to bring those lips deeper into his own.

“I need you.” Breathless words whispered against Adam’s lips as his shaft throbbed gently, the desire unfolding before Monroe and making it clear that this needed to carry on to the next level or else Peter was going to end up losing his mind.

Date: 2008-02-12 06:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam smiled against his lips, fingers curling around him gently and stroking. "You don't know what you need just yet..." He nipped at Peter's lower lip, then slid down him, nibbling on his chest, tongue swirling around one nipple, then drifting lower to nuzzle at his stomach until he could flick the tip of his tongue out to tease around the head of his cock, tasting him with a low moan, before he closed his lips around him and sucked gently.

Date: 2008-02-14 04:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yearsguilt.livejournal.com
Peter knew by where he was going that Adam was going to aim that mouth of his for his cock and he couldn’t really help how his body suddenly tensed up, his muscles tightening as Adam drifted closer and closer to his length, the tendons in his legs coming still as Peter was completely at his mercy. The heat in Peter’s body greatly increased when Adam’s tongue flicked over the head of his shaft, toes reacting on their own as they curled completely, head tossing back to release one of those throaty groans that Adam probably wanted to hear.

Date: 2008-02-14 07:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam shivered a little at the sound, peeking through lowered lashes to watch Peter's face. He ran the flat of his tongue over his head, then slid his lips lower, taking him in his mouth. His fingers stroked over Peter's inner thighs, then slid higher to cup his balls, rolling them gently in his palm as his index fingers teased behind them. Something familiar, he figured, something the boy would know, and yet different coming from someone who knew more both about Peter and the male anatomy than previous lovers could have, before moving into completely foreign territory. He knew Peter wanted, could tell he was eager to learn, but he still wanted to savour every moment, make him need, make them both need, first.

Date: 2008-02-25 06:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yearsguilt.livejournal.com
Adam’s touch was much different than what Niki would have done if she was in his position. He knew that he shouldn’t have been spending in time trying to compare what Adam was doing and how the lovers before him handle Peter when they went down on him. It was enjoyable, to say the least, those dark brown eyes staring down at Adam as he watched him use that tongue – a wet muscle with at least four hundred years of experience backing it up. He had some idea that this was probably going to be one of the best blow jobs he’d ever receive and by the way his lips parted softly, his breath becoming harsh in such a short amount of time. It would be clear to Adam that he was doing his work perfectly without any kind of flaws.

Date: 2008-02-25 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam kept his eyes on Peter's face, watching each reaction as closely as he attended to what he was doing. His whole body was tense with want and need, tongue teasing again before he added suction, mouth fully taking Peter in. His fingers continued to tease their way back, stroking over Peter's skin until one could trace light circles around and over his hole, playing over the nerves there. He was a patient man, by experience and time if not nature, but he couldn't hold back the moan in the back of his throat at the taste of Peter on his tongue. Pausing for a moment, he slicked one finger before returning to his ministrations, letting his wet finger press gently against Peter's entrance.

Date: 2008-02-29 12:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yearsguilt.livejournal.com
Strong rumbles were created at the middle of Peter’s throat, his mouth opening to release them in soft gasps as his muscles tensed, arms flexing as he watched Adam through half dazed eyes. That mouth over his dick was incredible and he had to control those hips from wanting to lift themselves up to send his shaft deeper – wanting it shoved as far in so Peter could feel that throat muscle clamp over Peter’s cock.

It was then that Peter’s throat clamped shut, forcing his lungs to take in breath to fast that almost made him choke. Adam was crossing territory that had never been touched. Peter didn’t really know how to take it, his puckered opening trembling at such a foreign touch. He wasn’t about to tell Adam to stop since Peter knew very well that they both wanted this. Peter relaxed right when Adam wiggled a finger inside, eyes having to clench in tightly as the discomfort kicked in.

Date: 2008-02-29 12:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam worked to be as gentle with his finger as possible, and as distracting with his mouth as possible. His other hand slid up Peter's leg, across his stomach to find his hand, fingers winding through his in a reassuring touch, a connection. Tongue teasing still, he relaxed his throat to take Peter deeper, working around him. He didn't press any deeper with his finger for a long moment, just concentrating on his cock, mouth working over him in a steady rhythm.

He only paused after several minutes to shift away to the nightstand, hunting for lube that would make even his finger easier for Peter to take, let alone anything further. He flashed him a reassuring smile, dropping a kiss to his stomach first as he settled against him again, mouth drifting to taste him, take him in once more as he slicked his finger and pressed into him again, slowly but more inexorably.

Date: 2008-02-29 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yearsguilt.livejournal.com
The tongue against his cock was distracting as it was able to take Peter’s mind off the swift strokes of that wet muscle trailing over his shaft; the skin burning for more as the confines of Adam’s mouth was what Peter was almost begging for. He didn’t have to say it audibly for Adam to know his wants as Peter’s face was doing that all on its own. Peter lifted his hips up eagerly, wanting to completely sheath himself into that hot mouth.

Adam wiggling inside of his ass was another thing entirely. Peter’s moans turned to half sobs and he felt almost embarrassed because of it, his cheeks flushing a violent pink as he fought off the cry of pain that echoed in his throat, his chest tightening as Adam brought himself back at his entrance with a slick finger, the tip being welcomed easily as the burning pain went through him like a spear, his hole tightening on cue.

Date: 2008-02-29 02:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam watched him, a little frisson of worry sliding along his spine. His own first time had been so long ago, and not at all gentle, but he wanted to find a way to make it good for Peter. He pulled his head away to nuzzle at Peter's hip lightly, peeking up at him. "Relax...the tighter you are, the more uncomfortable it is. But if you relax...I promise it can feel good...very good." His words were just a murmur, lips ghosting over Peter's hip, back along his groin to tease his tongue up his length. "As good as this, even..."

He took him in his mouth again, lips sinking all the way down, taking him in all the way swiftly.

Date: 2008-02-29 05:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yearsguilt.livejournal.com
"Oh, Fuck!" Peter cried out, a tremor of lust and pleasure shooting down his spine and straight to his balls. He couldn't help but unleash a feral growl, his teeth clattering together tightly as he chewed viciously then on his own lower lip, his teeth breaking his own skin to taste the faint reminiscence of his own blood. His would healed quickly, his lip still quite plump and red as he decided to listen and obey Adam, those strong muscles going soft as he relaxed every single part of his body.

Peter's arm reached forward, letting those fingers curl themselves into Adam's locks, having needed to use his hands for something as he was about to rip the sheets off the mattress.

Date: 2008-02-29 05:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] changehistory.livejournal.com
Adam hummed his approval, a soft vibration in his throat around Peter in his mouth. The relaxation helped, letting him ease his finger into him deeper. As his tongue swirled around the head of Peter's cock, his finger brushed oh so lightly over his prostate, teasing the nerves there before he took Peter deep in his mouth again with another soft hum of pleasure.

The fingers in his hair made him moan, a shiver running over him as it sparked his need for this boy against him even higher.

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