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Primeval Drabble: Needed Discussion
Title: Needed Discussion
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester/Hilary Becker
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For my Primeval Bingo Card (round 7) prompt: Roleplay. Thanks go to Fred for looking it over. I've decided I really don't like this prompt but it does get me another square on the card.
“So, to clarify.” Lester steepled his fingers. “Your previous lovers enjoyed roleplaying?”
“Yes, sir.”
“With you as?”
Becker coloured. “A schoolboy, a cabin boy, a slave...”
Lester raised a hand. “Hmm, I think I see... did you enjoy being punished?”
“No, sir.”
“But they liked punishing you?”
Becker nodded, his face burning. “Yes, sir.”
“They why stay with them?” Lester asked, his voice surprisingly gentle.
“I...”
Lester sighed. “You're worth ten of them, Becks.” When Becker just shook his head, Lester wished he could have several well placed words with all the bastards who'd hurt him, starting with Becker's father.
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester/Hilary Becker
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For my Primeval Bingo Card (round 7) prompt: Roleplay. Thanks go to Fred for looking it over. I've decided I really don't like this prompt but it does get me another square on the card.
“So, to clarify.” Lester steepled his fingers. “Your previous lovers enjoyed roleplaying?”
“Yes, sir.”
“With you as?”
Becker coloured. “A schoolboy, a cabin boy, a slave...”
Lester raised a hand. “Hmm, I think I see... did you enjoy being punished?”
“No, sir.”
“But they liked punishing you?”
Becker nodded, his face burning. “Yes, sir.”
“They why stay with them?” Lester asked, his voice surprisingly gentle.
“I...”
Lester sighed. “You're worth ten of them, Becks.” When Becker just shook his head, Lester wished he could have several well placed words with all the bastards who'd hurt him, starting with Becker's father.