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Peter Anthony Petrelli [Heroes] (offdestinyspath) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-06-04 02:55:00

Entry tags:

nathan petrelli, peter petrelli

Who: Nathan and Peter Petrelli
What: Finally getting their act together.
Where: The Petrelli mansion in Albany
When: Tonight
Rating: NC-17, definitely.
Warnings: Smut, man-sex, incest, possibly language
Status: Started

He was scared.

That was not something Peter Petrelli admitted a lot, no matter who he was with. He didn't admit that he was afraid, that he was unsure about what he was doing. There were a few times when he had outright admitted that he was scared of what was happening, but they were few and far between, and more numerous than the times he could count that Nathan had admitted anything of the sort. But tonight, right then, Peter was afraid. He stood there on the edge of the roof, looking down at the people passing on the street below, and he remembered the first time he flew. Nathan had been there to catch him . . . This time he was on his own, and he would have to catch himself. If he wanted to see Nathan, he would have to fly. It had been so long since he'd used his powers, he wasn't entirely sure how to access the necessary flight ability, but the more he focused on Nathan and on how much he loved his brother, how desperate he was to see him, the more confident he felt.

Finally, he closed his eyes and stepped off the ledge, falling a few stories before stopping in midair. He let out a startled sound, almost enough to make him fall, before soaring up into the sky. He was on his way.

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politicalflyboy
2008-06-04 07:45 pm UTC (link)

It had been so long since he'd seen Peter, that Nathan didn't know what to expect from his brother. The last Peter that had been here had been an amnesiac, living with an Irish woman and remembering nothing of his family. It had broken Nathan's heart, but he'd lived with the pain and never begrudged Peter his time with Caitlin.

But that Peter had disappeared a long time ago, and it seemed that the future version of his brother was gone now as well. As much as he'd miss them, it was like a weight off of his shoulders. And now his Peter was here. The crooked smiled, messy haired, perennially optimistic brother he'd known and loved was here, and on his way to Nathan's house upstate. He didn't know whether to be nervous, excited, terrified, or all three. After giving instructions to the guards and security to let Peter enter any way he wanted, Nathan sat back in his downstairs office and waited impatiently for his brother, his lover, to come to him.

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offdestinyspath
2008-06-12 06:18 am UTC (link)

He was late. It was more difficult for him to fly than he remembered it being before, but he WAS out of practice. It had been far too long since he'd flown, and far too long since he'd used any of his powers really. So it was a miracle he was managing to fly at all, no matter the fact that he wasn't quite up to the same speeds he had reached before that night in Kirby Plaza. No, what mattered was that he was flying now, and that he was coming to Nathan. He wasn't going to give up his brother again, and he felt his heart race at the thought of seeing him again for the first time, face to face. It felt like an incredibly vivid dream, the more he thought of it, and it was with thoughts like those that he (rather unfortunately) crash-landed a little ways from where he could feel Nathan was.

Okay, so that meant walking, at least a little bit. Fifteen minutes later saw Peter moving through the gates of the expansive mansion, looking around nervously. He swallowed heavily as he made it up to the front door, rubbing his hands on his jeans to try and make his palms stop sweating. For godssake, it was just Nathan . . . Why was he so scared? Swallowing heavily he rang the doorbell, closing his eyes, and waited.

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