kelly_girl | Fic for the evil twin

Title: Things to do in Vegas when you're Nathan Petrelli
Rating: This is me, NC-17 all the way
Pairing: Nathan Petrelli/Greg Sanders
Fandom:Heroes/CSI:LV
Spoilers: Nope
Disclaimer: They are not mine, no money is being made.
A/N: Written because

skripka, the most evil of twins asked nicely. Unbetaed.

Summary: This is Vegas, baby.

Things to do in Vegas when you’re Nathan Petrelli

Nathan’s lucky he only gets to Vegas once or twice a year. If he lived here, he’d be in serious trouble. The place devoured inhibitions and exuded sin. Personally, he thought all the neon and bright lights and made people insane.

A perfect example is the guy who’s following him into his room. They’d met two blocks away in diner that only locals would look at twice. As soon as Greg had asked him for the salt shaker they couldn’t keep their eyes off of each other.

Nathan was fascinated by Greg’s hair. It was blond and brown while his clothes shouted, “look at me! I’m trying way too hard to be cool.” They’d talked for about twenty minutes, Nathan charming and calm, Greg nervous but determined. When he’d invited Greg back to his room, Nathan had received a beautiful smile that made him half-hard.

His door clicked closed and he locked it. He took off his jacket and threw his keycard on the nightstand. Greg still looked a little nervous.

“Would you like something to drink?”

Greg shook his head. “No, thank you.” He walked up to Nathan and unbuttoned Nathan’s shirt. Nathan smirked. Greg was pretty, a year or two older than Peter and Nathan would never admit that the bright, guileless look in Greg’s eyes is the same as his little brothers’.

Nathan pulled him forward with a hand to the back of his neck. Greg’s mouth tasted like salt and steak, and something that made Nathan growl softly. He kissed him until Greg shook and pulled away, drawing in deep breaths. His eyes were unsure and Nathan smiled. It wasn’t his politician smile. This was the one that said he was a predator, and it was time the prey knew it. He pulled Greg closer, and licked a wide wet path from his jaw to his collarbone.

Nathan undressed Greg and playfully pushed him onto the bed. Greg looked good on his bed; his body lean with slight muscles in all the right places. Nathan finished undressing himself and caught the glazed, worshipful look Greg gave his body. He planted his feet apart and stood in front of Greg. He looked at Greg, then down at his own cock. Greg scooted forward, and licked him eagerly into his mouth. Lips made for this wrapped around him and the suction was incredible. Nathan sighed and put one hand on Greg’s head. His hair was surprisingly soft.

“Sexy and smart. I like that.” He laughed as Greg blushed, and sucked harder. Nathan used one hand to stop Greg’s eager head bobbing. As Greg stilled, Nathan moved his hips, thrusting slowly into Greg’s mouth. Greg’s mouth got wetter and hotter. Nathan moved faster, his hand gripping Greg’s head as he fucked his mouth. Greg took it, his eyes looking drugged with lust, his hands braced on Nathan’s hips.

Nathan groaned and whispered, “Fuck yes, fuck. Suck me, yeah, just like that.” Pleasure so sharp it made his skin prickle raced through his body, and out of his dick. Greg slurped and swallowed, and the sounds made Nathan want to do it all over again.

After a few minutes, Nathan took a deep breath and pushed Greg flat on the bed. He kissed him in thanks, then skimmed a hand over Greg’s chest. Greg’s body was laid out like a feast and Nathan was ravenous. Greg gasped and moaned, his body telling Nathan all Nathan needed to know. Whoever grabbed Greg and kept him would be a lucky person. Nathan’s hands pressed harder and his teeth bit down just a fraction more as Greg begged.

“Please, Nathan, Nathan, Nathan, please, oh god, I can’t take much more. I have to come, please.”

Nathan gripped Greg’s wrists tighter and teased, “I didn’t say you could come, yet. How about I keep you like this for another hour or two?” He held both of Greg’s wrists in one hand and used the other to squeeze the base of Greg’s cock. Greg’s hips jerked and he whimpered, but didn’t come. Nathan sucked a mark onto Greg’s collarbone as a reward. Nathan traced Greg’s chest and stomach with his tongue while sweat gathered on their bodies.

Nathan grew hard and reached for lube on the nightstand. Greg’s face was desperate and Nathan used slick fingers to prepare Greg quickly. He rolled off Greg and sat up. Greg looked at him in confusion until Nathan made Greg straddle him. Nathan gritted his teeth and let Greg sink slowly onto his cock. Greg flexed his knees and moved up and down. He was tight and surrounded Nathan like an expensive glove.

He let Greg set the pace, and studied him through cool eyes. Greg’s eyes fluttered open and shut, while his fingernails dug tiny marks into Nathan’s shoulders. His hips shimmied, and his cock rubbed Nathan’s stomach. Nathan grabbed Greg’s cock and stroked it roughly. Greg threw his head back and came in short, heavy spurts that made his entire body convulse.

Nathan pulled him off his lap and laid him on his back. In seconds, he slid back into Greg and fucked him so hard the bed moved. Nathan smirked and slammed his hips into Greg’s thighs. He shuddered and bit the edge of Greg’s jaw, before coming like earlier had never happened. He rested his forehead on Greg’s chest and gasped for breath. This had been a workout and he’d enjoyed every glorious second. He pulled out, and the condom went into the toilet.

Smug and relaxed, Nathan handed Greg a bottle of water. Nathan checked his phone for messages, while Greg did the same. He had one message from Peter and promised himself he’d call his brother in a bit. They dozed for awhile, with the television for company. Greg used the bathroom and Nathan wasn’t surprised to hear the shower turn on.

He considered joining him, but decided not too. Nathan was tired and Greg had looked wrecked. When Greg came out of the bathroom, Nathan was watching the news. Greg got dressed and Nathan said, “You don’t have to leave.”

Greg smiled and nodded. “I have to go to work for a few hours.”

Nathan wondered if Greg was giving him the brush off. “I’ll see you around then.”

Greg studied him for a moment, but Nathan knew from experience that his face showed nothing. Greg gave him a half grin and said, “Man, I bet you’re really good at poker.” He headed slowly for the door and said over his shoulder, “That restaurant is open 24 hours. Maybe we will see each other again.” He opened the door and added, “Or you can call me. I left you a card.”

Nathan laughed and made a note to himself to get rid of the card before he flew back home. But before that, well, this was Vegas.

End.