Psychotic love:Godsend

Chapter 6: Making Love: Psycho style

Disclaimer: I do not own PRSPD or Heroes

Rating:NC-17

First ever Bridge/Sylar sex scene!!

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Bridge felt his heart beat erraticaly as Sylar kissed him. His tongue moving in his mouth teasingly. Sylar grasped Bridges ass and kneaded his cheeks roughly making Bridge moan into the kiss.

" You better tell me to stop now " Sylar hissed into Bridges ear " Once I get started I don't stop till I'm finished ".

Bridge looked into Sylars glazed eyes " I have no reason to want you to stop ".

Sylar grinned wickedly and pulled Bridges coat off, throwing it to the floor. He pressed his mouth to the side of Bridges throat and bit down hard, not hard enough to draw blood but enough to make Bridge gasp and leave an interesting mark. Sylar licked around that area. He tugged at Bridges shirt, the blue ranger raised his arms up letting Sylar pull the shirt over his head. Bridge liked his body, it wasnt burdened with any muscle or fat and clearly Sylar liked it to. His gaze washed over Bridge's body, like he was mapping it out, trying to figure out how it worked. Sylar pulled Bridge closer and bent his head to get to work on Bridges nipples.

He licked at them his hot tongue moving over them. He bit them gentlely and then roughly and Bridge moaned at the sensation. Sylar moved from left to right nibbling and blowing hot air. Bridges hands moved along Sylars back, desiring to feel the mans flesh. Sylar, guessing what Bridge wanted. Abandoned his nipples, Sylar pulled his own shirt off. Bridge smiled, Sylar was nowhere near as muscular as Sky, he was a little toned though and with a slight stomache. Bridge drank in the sight. He let his fingers trace across Sylars pale skin.

Sylar grabbed Bridges hips and pulled him into a tight hug. Both men moaned slightly at the skin on skin contact. Sylar sucked on Bridges neck again as the empath traced patterns along his back. But lust coursed through there veins replacing there blood and demanding more.

" Suck me! " Bridge Smiled at Sylars demandant thought and moved out of there embrace to drop onto his knees's.

" Someone's gained that fatso's power " said Sylar amused. Bridge grinned up at him and tugged the sweatpants down revealing grey boxers with a very big bulge in them and an even bigger wet spot. Licking his lips Bridge pulled Sylars boxers down and off. Bridge felt his Eideic memory stirring, among other things. Sylar's cock was the... there was no word that Bridge could come up with to describe it. Comparing it to Sky's was rather pointless. The red ranger was 9-inches and rather thick, circumsized and redish. Bridge relayed over the many memories of heated encounters with him. But in the prsense of Sylar they quickly lost there potency. Sylar's cock was a beautiful and destructive 13-inches, extremely thick, and a pale pinkish color. He was also uncut, the foreskin covering the thick and bulbousy head of his cock. Bridge suddenly realised that his mouth was hanging open and watering. He shut it and swallowed the saliva that had acumulated there.

Sylar smirked at him, his face full of smug. Bridge took off his gloves and gripped Sylar's shaft and stroked him. The killers body shivered and he growled softly in pleasure. " Suck it! " Sylar ordered his minds voice a little broken. Bridge stopped stroking and moved his mouth towards the member. His tongue snaked out of his mouth licking over the foreskin. Using his tonue Bridge pulled back the foreskin and revealing the head, pre-cum dripping out like a faucet. The blue ranger ran his tongue over the head and tasted Sylars spunk. He was instantly hook, Taking a deep,deep breath he lunged forward. Every thick inch of Sylars dick was quickly sheathed in his mouth and in his throat.

Sylar's hands immediately fly to Bridges shoulders for support. It had been to long since his cock had felt anything other than his hands. Bridges mouth was perfection in it's sinnest form. Bridge moaned around the shaft and started bobbing his head furiously sucking like his life depended on it. He sucked fast and pressed around the dick, then moved into going slowly and savoring the flavor with languid suckage, before going back to the speed sucking. Sylar gritted his teeth moaning softly and growling every now and then. Bridge brought a hand up and played with Sylar's balls. He squeezed them gently, and pawed thed a bit twirling them in his fingers.

Bridge was suddenly struck with a wicked idea. Calling up his new found abilitie over fire, he raised the temperature of his mouth a bit. The serial killer gasped

"That feels good. Another new power? I doubt nuclear heat would feel this good ".

Bridge hummed around the thick cock sending heated vibrations through Sylar's body as his response. Bridge felt more turned on then ever as he pictured Ember, her dieing so to speak. The way she'd screamed in agony and writhed in pain was making him ohhh so hard!! Bridge reined in his thoughts fearing he might burn Sylar. But even in the midst of his psychopathic thoughts, the heat remained under his control. He switched tracks, lowering the temperature of his mouth with his cryokinesis and sending waves of frosty pleasure through Sylar. At this point Sylar grabbed Bridges head and started fucking his mouth. Bridge thankful that he didnt have a gag reflex, let back on his sucking abit though still continuing his hot and cold trick. Orgasm raced through every part of his body. His cock swelled and erupted a mass torrent of cum. Bridge swallowed all of it greedily, refusing to remove his mouth till he took all that Sylar had to offer. When the last drop was safely deposited in his stomache Bridge sat back letting Sylars cock slip out of his mouth.

Sylar chuckled a little bit through his breathing " Someones cum-hungry arent they ".

Bridge blushed " I like cum. Sue me ".

A wicked smile split the killers face " I plan to do something else to you. Bend over the bed "

Bridge did as told. He crawled over to the bed and climbed on, promply bending over it, his feet anchored to the floor.

Sylar moved behind him and tugged at his jeans. Bridge fumbled for the button and zipper quickly getting them undone. Sylar pulled them and his briefs off his body leaving him as naked. Sylar took in the sight before him. Bridges ass was glorious, rounded and bubbly. He carresed the cheeks and marveled at how soft and supple they felt. So pure, pure that he wanted so badly to dirty, corrupt. Sylar chuckled to himself thinking that the boy was already corrupt and that there was not really much he could do, but further the corruption. His hands moved to the crack of Bridges ass and grazed his puckered rosebud.Bridge shuddered and immediately pushed back.

Sylar suddenly felt something bump his shoulder and turned to see a floating bottle of lube. Sylar automaticaly took the bottle and flipped the cap letting the content ooze onto his fingers.

" Came prepared eh? " Sylar asked as he moved a lone finger toward Bridges awating hole. He pushed it in slowly, teasingly, then all the way in. Bridges anal walls grabbed the finger and Bridge moved backwards with the intent of getting the finger in deeper. Sylar renched the finger out then pushed it back in, seeking Bridges prostate and finding it. Bringing a pleasured gasped from the younger boy. Sylar pushed in two more fingers, widening the opening. Bridge felt his hole start to burn, it had been to long since he had been fucked, way to long, it felt like his body had forgotten how to behave when he had something in his backdoor.

Th killer prodded Bridges hole jabbing them at Bridges spot and everywhere else in his ass. Doing all kinds of tricks from scissoring to spider legs. All the while Bridge was moaning for more, desperately wanting it.

" Whats the matter Bridge? " Sylar asked in a mocking voice " Something you want? "

Bridge could bare find his voice as Sylar's fingering continued.

" C...c...cock " he stuttered his face flushed.

" Didnt catch that "

" Y..our...your cock "

" What still cant hear you "

" Y...your cock! "

" come again? "

" GODDAMNIT. I WANT YOU FUCKING GIANT COCK IN MY ASS NOW. PLEASE SYLAR FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD, AS HARD AS YOU WANT, ROUGH AND BRUTAL!! " Bridge screamed, his voice magnified to a sonic level making Sylar wonder if the entire city had heard.

" Oh thats what you want " said Sylar innocently as he pulled his fingers out " Why didnt you just say so? ".

Bridge was a second away from forcing Sylar to fuck him but, but the submissive masochistical side of him loved the delicious sexual torture.

Sylar greased up his dick with the lube and positioned it at the empaths anal opening. Anticipation at an all time high. Gripping his hips, Sylar roughly pushed the first two inches into Bridge. The blue ranger arched his back instantly, before he could even adjust, Sylar forced the other eleven inches in. They froze in place. Sylar thought Bridges mouth had felt good, but the boy's arse was true and perfect nirvana. He'd always thought Mohinder would be the best of his life, but Bridge had outclassed the geneticist in every way. Bridge was in agony, he shut his eyes to keep back the tears that were threatening to well up. Sylar had the largest cock he had taken in a while. Bridge felt like he was losing his virginity all over again but then laughed darkly in his head. No, no experience in his life would ever be as painful that.

The pain slowly but surely started to evaporate. Replaced with the pleasant feeling of having Sylar inside of him.

Sylar comes out of his uphoric trance " You ready? " he asked his voice soft and gentle, Bridge did not want that. He wanted to be taken hard and roughly, wanted Sylar to be an animalistic demon of lust. Bridge felt an odd sensation as his thoughts flowed in his head and towars Sylar. The psycopathic killer growled gripping his hips bruisingly hard. He pulled out till only his head was left inside, then rammed back inside ripping a scream of bliss and agony from Bridges mouth. Sylar lets aout an animalistic growl and starts to pound into Bridge. The killer angled for Bridges prostate, the guttural groan it elicits from Bridge is better then the screams of pain from his past victims. Bridge grasped the sheets tightly in his knuckles. PLEASURE ripped into Bridges body with each of Sylar's vicious thrust. PLEASURE that he had never known existed. His moans and pants were quickly escalating to screams.

Pearls of sweat rose from all over Sylars body as he continued his pace. He feels the body beneath him tensing and relaxing with every push and retreat and loses himself in friction and motion. So good, so hot. Bridges screams of PLEASURE fill his ears. Earging him on, Bridges ass clenches him in a vice forcing him to fuck even harder. Sylar leans forward and their bodies downright melt together. There they lay fucking as if the world would soon fall into death. Bridge screaming for more as his body shook under Sylars thrust.

Suddenly Sylars body came to a complete stop. Bridge was delirious with want. His brain only reconizing that he wasnt getting anymore pleasure from Sylars big dick and preparing to telekineticaly move Sylar back to what he'd been doing. But the killer had other ideas.

" I want to see your face as I fuck you into hell " Sylar gasped into the empaths ear as he quickly pulled out. Bridge grunts at the loss, wanting it back more then he wanted his next breath. Thet quickly moved into a new position. Bridge layed on his back, his legs in the air. Sylar moved in between his spread legs and propped them onto his shoulders. Grabbing Bridges hips his slid back into place with one violent thrust that made Bridge see stars.

“Fuck,” Bridge moans hoarsely as Sylar returns to his pace. this time his right hand grabbing Bridges aching cock and pumping it in time with his thrust. Bridge shifts around to thrust into Sylars hand and back onto his cock. Sylar responds by pounding even harder into him and increasing the pace of his cock-thrusts. It’s almost painful how good it feels, how the slow burning pleasure unfurls and spreads in his groin, tightens in his balls. Bridges slipped from his shoulders and came to rest on his driving hips. Bridge clawed at Sylars sweaty back as he was literaly fucked deeper and deeper into the mattress. The springs making there bodies bounce slightly. The two sweaty psychopaths continue there brutal fucking, on and on and on. Bridge who has an amazing sense of tme was vaguely aware that fourty minutes had come and gone.

Sylar bites into the soft skin between neck and shoulder roughly and Bridge shut his eyes tight staving off his orgasm not wanting it to end yet. But it was quickly becoming a losing battle as Sylar fucked him harder, and rougher. His nails digging into his hips. The feel of Sylars thick cock pistoning in and out of him. The sound of Sylars growls and moans of pleasure so loud in his ears, Sylars rapid thoughts of fucking Bridge harder and doing so. There eyes locked on the others. Sylars dark ones boreing into Bridges emerald-gold ones, full of love and cruel love and promises of fucks so intense that Bridge came screaming " SYLARRRRR!! ".

His orgasm rushed through his body making it tense and arch his back against Sylars pounding. His scream was loud and full of true sexual satisfaction. His hole clenched painfully good around Sylar and the killer bit into Bridges neck as he came, . Splattering Bridges insides, filling him to the brim with sperm, marking him as his own. There vicious orgasms wrecked havoc through them taking them to that special place reserved for soulmates...which they promply massachered everyone there, the blood and carnage adding to there sexual release.

Sylars body felt like jelly, weak and immovable, but the jelly feeling passed and was replaced with the heavy feeling of satisfying sex. He tasted copper in his mouth and lifted his mouth to see he'd bitten into Bridges neck and drawn blood.

" Are you alright? " asked Sylar recaping over the past experience and wondering he'd been to hard on him.

Bridges smiled " I'll let you know when I stop shaking. Sylar ran a finger over the bite mark that was sluggishly bleeding.

" Sorry about that. Guess I got a little overenthuisastic ".

Bridge shrugged it off as insignificant " It's alright. But man that was...wow fucking incredible ".

Sylar smirked " Another satisfied customer ". He started to pull out then decided against it.

" Thank you really. Ive never been fucked like that before, like Ive wanted to be ".

" Someone likes it rough. It's odd, I wanted to take it a little easy on you at first. But then I felt this weird urge but fucking rape you. You wouldnt have anything to do with that now would you? ".

Bridge ran his hands through Sylars wet hair " Don't belive mind controls one of my abilities "( Note: There another side to Matt Parkmans abilities) He kissed his lover softly on the lips.

Sleep started setting in on the pair. Sylars cock had gone flaccid so he at lat withdrew from Bridge. They settled down so that Sylar was on his back and Bridge rested his head on the older mans chest.

" They no about my true power now " Bridge yawns " Which means testing, testing, and more testing ".

" Will I see you less often? " asked Sylar as he pulled the covers over there naked bodies.

" No way in hell " Bridge said " If anything I'll see you more often ".

As they fell into the slumber Bridge mentaly turned on the AC to cover the smell of sweat,cum and other things asciated with the deed that had taken place...TBC

Next chapter: Bridge displays his powers for the team in a battle simulation, and a new heroe makes the scene, till then!!