An Excuse to Shop
Title: An Excuse to Shop
Fandom: Primeval
Characters: Lester/Connor
Words: 415
Rating: 18
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Primeval
Spoliers: None
AN: Comment fic written for the porn party over at primeval_denial.Response to fredbassett's promt "Lester/your choice - hard and dirty."
Lester pushed Connor through the front door ahead of him.
“I really am sorry Lester.”
“You will be.”
Connor whirled around at the growled response, a mix of fear and lust coursing through his body in a second. Lester’s eyes were dark and his face set with a look of determination.
Connor opened his mouth to speak again, but before he had a chance to get any words out Lester had grabbed the scarf around his neck and pulled him into the pristine lounge. Connor allowed himself to be spun around and bent over the back of the sofa. Lester kept a hold of the thin scarf and pulled it around his neck. The long ends would have trailed down Connor back if it wasn’t for the fact that they were bunched in Lester’s fist.
Lester reached his other hand around and made quick work of the young man’s button and zip, yanking roughly on the offending trousers and boxers, pushing them to Conner’s knees. He gave a tug on the scarf.
“I sincerely hope you have learnt to follow directions by now.” He moved a hand to Connor’s hole and pushed two fingers in.
“You have kept yourself prepared, good boy. For that I may let you come later.”
Connor moaned in response, which masked the sound of Lester pulling down his zip, so he was taken by surprise when he suddenly felt Lester’s hard cock pushing into him, filling him quickly and effortlessly. He cried out, but didn’t get a moment to recover or catch his breath as Lester pounded into him relentlessly, one hand gripping his hip hard enough to bruise, the other still knotted in his scarf, applying enough pressure that he could feel it, but not enough to choke him.
Lester knew that he was striking the young man’s prostate with each deep, hard thrust and could feel Connor’s legs start to tremble beneath him.
“Come now. Come for me now.” Lester gave an extra tug on the scarf and snap of his hips and Connor cried out as his untouched cock released ribbons of seamen.
Lester swore as Connor’s body tightened around him and he too was coming hard, filling his young lover’s body. As the final spasms of his orgasm shook his body, he slumped down over Connor, their rapid breathing in sync, Lester aware of his heart hammering against Connor’s back.
A vibration travelled through them both as Connor giggled.
“You’re going to need a new sofa.”
Fandom: Primeval
Characters: Lester/Connor
Words: 415
Rating: 18
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Primeval
Spoliers: None
AN: Comment fic written for the porn party over at primeval_denial.Response to fredbassett's promt "Lester/your choice - hard and dirty."
Lester pushed Connor through the front door ahead of him.
“I really am sorry Lester.”
“You will be.”
Connor whirled around at the growled response, a mix of fear and lust coursing through his body in a second. Lester’s eyes were dark and his face set with a look of determination.
Connor opened his mouth to speak again, but before he had a chance to get any words out Lester had grabbed the scarf around his neck and pulled him into the pristine lounge. Connor allowed himself to be spun around and bent over the back of the sofa. Lester kept a hold of the thin scarf and pulled it around his neck. The long ends would have trailed down Connor back if it wasn’t for the fact that they were bunched in Lester’s fist.
Lester reached his other hand around and made quick work of the young man’s button and zip, yanking roughly on the offending trousers and boxers, pushing them to Conner’s knees. He gave a tug on the scarf.
“I sincerely hope you have learnt to follow directions by now.” He moved a hand to Connor’s hole and pushed two fingers in.
“You have kept yourself prepared, good boy. For that I may let you come later.”
Connor moaned in response, which masked the sound of Lester pulling down his zip, so he was taken by surprise when he suddenly felt Lester’s hard cock pushing into him, filling him quickly and effortlessly. He cried out, but didn’t get a moment to recover or catch his breath as Lester pounded into him relentlessly, one hand gripping his hip hard enough to bruise, the other still knotted in his scarf, applying enough pressure that he could feel it, but not enough to choke him.
Lester knew that he was striking the young man’s prostate with each deep, hard thrust and could feel Connor’s legs start to tremble beneath him.
“Come now. Come for me now.” Lester gave an extra tug on the scarf and snap of his hips and Connor cried out as his untouched cock released ribbons of seamen.
Lester swore as Connor’s body tightened around him and he too was coming hard, filling his young lover’s body. As the final spasms of his orgasm shook his body, he slumped down over Connor, their rapid breathing in sync, Lester aware of his heart hammering against Connor’s back.
A vibration travelled through them both as Connor giggled.
“You’re going to need a new sofa.”