Title: Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
Fandom: Primeval
Characters: Connor/Lester
Words: 146
Rating,Warnings: PG, utter daftness
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Primeval.
Spoilers: None
AN: Another one in my apparent "Good Wife" series. Stilll blaming Denial.
Curtains and Cushions,
Pink and Blue and
Bathtime are the other ficlets in the "series".
Connor smiled happily to himself.
They were going to a posh do of Lester’s tonight and were dressing together. There was something erotic in the intimacy of helping each other dress.
The fingers that threaded cufflinks for each other now, would later be fumbling to undo buttons. As they knotted the others’ bow tie Connor couldn’t help but imagine tugging it open again at the end of the night.
Connor smiled at Lester in the mirror as the younger man helped him on with his jacket. Lester turned and looked at himself from every angle, before settling to stare at his back in the mirror.
He lifted the back of his jacket and spoke to Connor as he regarded his reflection.
“Conn, does my…”
“James, if you even think about asking if your bum looks big in this, I swear to god I’m telling Becker everything.”