December Free-For-All drabbletree Post 2
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knitekatTitle: December Free-for-All drabbletree drabbles Part 2
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 5 x 100
Characters: Lester, Connor; Lester/Connor; Lester/Leek
Rating: 12 or 15
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: The second five drabbles from the December Free-for-All drabbletree.
A Bad Day - Lester, Connor (12)
Lester opened the boot and stared in disbelief at the chaos within. “Connor!” He suppressed the urge to throttle Connor and his damned pet when all they did was coo at each other. Didn't either of them understand he'd spent half the night working on that paperwork – now all for nothing.
The rest of the day continued in the same vein – from the juvenile duo setting alarms off every 5 minutes to losing the ARC to Christine and being unceremoniously escorted from the premises.
But worse of all was sitting alone in his flat and worrying about Connor.
Shattered Hopes - Lester/Connor (12)
James found it hard to keep the smile from his face when Jess informed him Connor – and Abby – had returned, although any happiness faded when Burton stated they couldn't be on the field team.
The look of devastation on Connor's face when he'd discovered that not only had James supported the new rules but had, in fact, proposed them, had almost made James forget decorum and comfort him.
It had hurt to watch Connor turn without another word and leave with Abby, knowing Connor would be spending the night in a Prospero flat rather than in James' arms.
Holding On To Hope - Lester/Connor (sequel to Shattered Hopes) (12)
James could hear Connor and Abby talking by the lockers he'd made sure they kept, holding onto the hope that Connor would return to him. His steps slowed but before he could doubt himself, James found himself commenting over not wasting resources and offering Abby a job at the new ARC. He could see Connor's reaction out of the corner of his eye and almost winced at his lover's respond – assuming Connor was still his lover.
He felt Abby's hand squeeze his arm when Connor turned back to the lockers and was thankful of the comfort she offered him.
The Right Gift - Lester/Leek (12)
Lester frowned at the flowers left on his desk, although he left them there. His eyebrow gave the merest quirk at the box of fine chocolates left there, although he gave them for Lorraine and Jenny to share. A slight smile flickered across his face at the bottle of rather excellent whisky he discovered the next day, that gift he took home to enjoy.
Lester wasn't surprised at the knock on his door, although his eyebrows did shoot up at the identity of the gift-giver. When the hopeful smile faded, Lester pulled Leek inside for a kiss and much more.
Submitting - Lester/Leek (sequel to The Right Gift) (15)
Lester pressed Leek against the now-closed door, nipping at his chin before resuming the kiss. He felt Leek's fingers dig into his shoulders as the man tried to take control, but Lester wasn't prepared to surrender – not that easily. If Leek thought he'd meekly roll over and open his legs for him, he'd find that Lester wasn't that submissive.
Lester groaned as Leek's erection pressed against his hip, letting Leek shove his tongue into his mouth as Lester surrendered that much to his new lover. When Leek rubbed against him and fondled his arse, Lester dragged him towards the bedroom.
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 5 x 100
Characters: Lester, Connor; Lester/Connor; Lester/Leek
Rating: 12 or 15
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: The second five drabbles from the December Free-for-All drabbletree.
A Bad Day - Lester, Connor (12)
Lester opened the boot and stared in disbelief at the chaos within. “Connor!” He suppressed the urge to throttle Connor and his damned pet when all they did was coo at each other. Didn't either of them understand he'd spent half the night working on that paperwork – now all for nothing.
The rest of the day continued in the same vein – from the juvenile duo setting alarms off every 5 minutes to losing the ARC to Christine and being unceremoniously escorted from the premises.
But worse of all was sitting alone in his flat and worrying about Connor.
Shattered Hopes - Lester/Connor (12)
James found it hard to keep the smile from his face when Jess informed him Connor – and Abby – had returned, although any happiness faded when Burton stated they couldn't be on the field team.
The look of devastation on Connor's face when he'd discovered that not only had James supported the new rules but had, in fact, proposed them, had almost made James forget decorum and comfort him.
It had hurt to watch Connor turn without another word and leave with Abby, knowing Connor would be spending the night in a Prospero flat rather than in James' arms.
Holding On To Hope - Lester/Connor (sequel to Shattered Hopes) (12)
James could hear Connor and Abby talking by the lockers he'd made sure they kept, holding onto the hope that Connor would return to him. His steps slowed but before he could doubt himself, James found himself commenting over not wasting resources and offering Abby a job at the new ARC. He could see Connor's reaction out of the corner of his eye and almost winced at his lover's respond – assuming Connor was still his lover.
He felt Abby's hand squeeze his arm when Connor turned back to the lockers and was thankful of the comfort she offered him.
The Right Gift - Lester/Leek (12)
Lester frowned at the flowers left on his desk, although he left them there. His eyebrow gave the merest quirk at the box of fine chocolates left there, although he gave them for Lorraine and Jenny to share. A slight smile flickered across his face at the bottle of rather excellent whisky he discovered the next day, that gift he took home to enjoy.
Lester wasn't surprised at the knock on his door, although his eyebrows did shoot up at the identity of the gift-giver. When the hopeful smile faded, Lester pulled Leek inside for a kiss and much more.
Submitting - Lester/Leek (sequel to The Right Gift) (15)
Lester pressed Leek against the now-closed door, nipping at his chin before resuming the kiss. He felt Leek's fingers dig into his shoulders as the man tried to take control, but Lester wasn't prepared to surrender – not that easily. If Leek thought he'd meekly roll over and open his legs for him, he'd find that Lester wasn't that submissive.
Lester groaned as Leek's erection pressed against his hip, letting Leek shove his tongue into his mouth as Lester surrendered that much to his new lover. When Leek rubbed against him and fondled his arse, Lester dragged him towards the bedroom.
