This drabble was a submission to the 2007 Heroes Ficathon. The prompt was "Contact High (Peter/Isaac)". Please, enjoy.

ac-the-brain-supreme does not own Heroes or the characters in this drabble. Which sucks so bad...

Rough, paint-stained hands slide slowly up his pale, thin body, making him shiver and moan. They give him a taste that he likes so much.

The hands run down his back, over his buttox, then grab his thighs. They make him whimper and reach out, wanting more of this feeling that can be given only by a special type of dealer.

Finers prod into him, moving him open. They make him arch and pant, wanting more and willing to do anything to get it.

He strokes and feels and makes him orgasm, makes him feel like he's out of his body.

And when they cuddle together afterwards, the paint-stained hands rubbing circles on his back, he realizes how the other feels. He knows what it feels like to be addicted.