it's not where you take things from, it's where you take them to

I'm having a bit of difficulty finishing anything right now, so instead, I'm going to do a writing exercise meme. 10 genres in 10 snippets, twice over.

( first for Heroes )

Star Trek coming later today.

Two comment_fics!


Title: Swim
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Matt/Mohinder
Rating: mild NC-17
Word count: 830
Notes: Prompt: Matt/Mohinder, on a deserted island


They're not entirely sure whose fault it is, but they both blame Peter Petrelli anyhow. ( EVERYTHING is Peter's fault. )


Title: The Son and the Heir
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Sylar/Mohinder
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 260
Notes: Prompt "Mylar, How Soon Is Now by The Smiths"

"Tell me, Mohinder, what have you inherited?" Sylar's words were bitter behind his ear, but all Mohinder could do was turn his head slightly, his muscles hardly responding to the orders his brain sent out. "Your father's research. As slow and blundering as the man himself. And you bring what to the table, your pretty face? Endearing excitement backed with shyness?"

"What," Mohinder breathed, fighting with the words. "Do you want."

"I want the same thing everybody else does. To be known. To be understood." Crouching beside the chair Mohinder was loosely tied into, Sylar stroked long fingers down his neck, fitting them neatly into the arterial notch and feeling the slow, deceptively steady beat of Mohinder's heart. "To be loved, my dear Mohinder. I need to be loved."

"This isn't..." Mohinder sighed, letting himself lean into the touch. "The way to win a man's heart."

"You can't say I'm doing it wrong if it's working." Sylar's hands cupped his face, huge and warm and gentle. "I've waited too long for you, Mohinder, and if resorting to abduction is the only way I can get you, so be it."

"On the chair?" Being put into medical slow-motion didn't dull Mohinder's dry quips, and Sylar smiled at him.

"Don't be silly. I just wanted you to be awake for this." Undoing the knots in Mohinder's silk bonds, he collected his captive into his arms and stalked into the bedroom, mouth against the side of Mohinder's throat. "Now I'm going to have to make sure all of your nerves come to. Just relax, Mohinder..."

Title: Oh Bollocks.
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Matt/Mohinder
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 650
Notes: Another one for heroes_anon_fic. Someone wanted MattMo ball fetish fic... and what the hell, I figured I'd give it a shot. This is my first time writing in first person for Heroes fandom, I believe. Mohinder's POV.



( it's my belief that my big balls should be held every night )

Title: We're Okay
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Matt/Mohinder
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1485
Notes: Holy shit, I am all over the kink meme. I had no idea I had so much porn stored up after a summer of not writing much! Anyhow, two prompts this time around: "Matt's first time giving a blowjob" and "Matt/Mo forced into intimacy by a third party." dude so much Parkman!love it's ridonkulous. srsly.

( No, seriously, we're not a couple. Stop laughing. )