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works/661843.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Heroes_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Adam_Monroe/Noah_Bennet
  Additional Tags:
      Mildly_Dubious_Consent
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-01-29 Words: 834
****** Past Encounters ******
by Kaidan
Notes
     Done as a fill for the heroeskink thread over_on_livejournal
     something like two years ago.
Noah Bennet was definitely insane. He thought so anyway. He had to be, ending
up on this sticky situation. He remembered perfectly well how he'd ended up
like this, laid out starkers on silk sheets, he just couldn't for the life of
him remember why he'd agreed to it at all. 

"Relax, cub." purred a voice overhead. Opening his eyes again, the fifteen year
old scowled at the man above him. Noah had half a mind to scratch that smug
look off his face right here and--

He let out an undignified moan at the pressure applied to his lower regions.
The tension left his body just enough to enjoy the stroking motion, and he let
out another moan, quieter this time, almost like a mewl. 

"That's it, that's it, just relax." the man said again -- Noah couldn't
remember his name, Adrian or something like that. He did a funny flick with his
wrist, and Noah's eyes widened, a tense coiling he hadn't realized built in his
stomach springing open violently. "Ah--ahh!" his body went rigid, then limp,
collapsing back against the sheets.

Alan, wasn't it?, smirked more, leaning down and kissing the curve of his hip,
licking away the filth of Noah's climax. "Don't." Noah begged him. "That's
gross." oh yeah, his name was Adam.

"It isn't." Adam assured him, his hand dipping under Noah's lanky frame to pull
him up. A sudden heat enveloped his flaccid penis, and it jumped back to
attention almost instantly inside the warmth of this perfect stranger's mouth.
For a moment, he thought maybe it wasn't such a bad idea after all.

"Now what's a cub like you doing on these streets, and at this hour?"

He tried ignoring him, walking around him, head down. This idea suddenly didn't
sound like a good one now that it was in motion.

"You look cold, and lost." the figure fell into step behind him, reaching a
hand out, and instantly Noah flinched. "I'm not lost." he growled defensively,
looking as threatening as an angry kitten.

The man chuckled, turning half away. "Well, if you insist. I for one am cold,
so I'm going to go and get warm. You're free to come along, my door is open to
lost cubs." A single look was exchanged, as if the man knew why Noah had
ventured to this side of town, and with a swish of a ridiculous coat, the
stranger turned and headed the opposite way.

He hesitated, pondering that look, before another cold breeze rattled his
teeth, and he followed after the man.

Noah was brought back to the present as the air made contact with his wet
erection. Adam was now fumbling with his belt. "Wait--" Noah started, but
ceased his blubbering when his eyes met with the others. The intensity in his
stare was enough to make Noah even harder, if that was possible at this part. 

Fingers prodded against his backside now, and suddenly he was flipped over.
"Not so rough." he protested, again silenced, this time by poking fingers. Dry
fingers. A stifled whimper escaped his lips as they poked and pulled apart. He
vaguely wondered where that gentle stranger had gone to, leaving this--

"Ngh." his face went down into the sheets, stifling a moan as a wet tongue
replaced those probing fingers, diving in without thought. Noah's erection was
now weeping, begging to be touched, but he couldn't move.

That tongue was gone, and for a moment, Noah seriously considered bolting for
the door clothes in hand, but a nudging at his backside stopped all thought,
and before he could so much as mentally prepare, he was filled, and instantly
oh so full.

"Ah-- it hurts." he half sobbed. "D, does it always hurt?" Adam leaned over
him, his movements softening again, and he pulled his hips back, then snapped
them forward again, making Noah cry out again. "It'll only hurt for a little,
cub, just relax." he all but cooed, kissing the exposed part of Noah's neck. 

He was seeing black spots at the corner of his vision, and he could feel every
jerk and twist of Adam's hips. It felt so good, in a weird, sort of painful
way. The spots grew darker, and soon Adam had Noah crying out again as his
lower abdomen tensed up once more. "Hold out just a little longer, cub, that's
it."

Noah writhed against him, and something warm erupted inside him, and he lost it
again, this release more powerful than the last, and it left him trembling and
gasping beneath this man he'd only met an hour ago. A broad hand stroked his
back, relaxing him again. Once the afterglow faded, a cold knot tied itself up
in his stomach. This was a bad idea, a really bad idea. He was going to get up,
get dressed, go home, and he was going to suppress this like he had never
suppressed before. 

Just... as soon as he got a few minutes rest...
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