Something to Say
Title: Something to Say
Fandom: Primeval
Characters: Cutter/Becker
Words: 318
Rating: 18
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Primeval
Spoliers: None
AN: Comment fic written for the porn party over at primeval_denial. Response primeval_denial's promt "Cutter/Becker: 'she's not the only one who had something to tell you'"
“Sir.”
“What is it Becker? It’s been a long day. You should be getting yourself home.”
“Sir, if you will I...well...she’s not the only one who had something to tell you.”
“What do you mean lad?”
“Take a seat Professor please. I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a long time, but professionalism has prevented me. But after today Sir, I don’t see the point in keeping quiet. Life is just a bit too short.”
Nick gave Becker a quizzical look but something in the soldier’s tone of voice made him decide to hear him out and he sat down.
“Okay, what is it you need to tell me?”
Becker took a deep breath and standing straight, feet shoulder width apart and hands behind his back he focused above Cutter’s shoulder and started talking; speaking with a confidence he didn’t feel.
“Professor, I want you. I want to feel you, taste you, have you take me.
“I want to sink to my knees now, between your thighs, ease you out of your trousers and take you into my mouth. I want to kiss and lick your cock until you are hard. Then I want to take you deep, have my mouth surround you entirely, feel you pressing at the back of my throat.
“I want to be able to taste you as you fuck my mouth, use me, take pleasure from me. I want to take you deep while your fingers tug at my hair, making me move on you, taking more and more of you into my mouth.
“I want to be the one to make you come. I want you to spill down my throat while you cry out my name. Just mine, no-one else’s. I want you to lay claim to me, possess me, take me, own me.”
Cutter stared at the black-clad soldier in front of him.
“You’d better some over here then.”
Fandom: Primeval
Characters: Cutter/Becker
Words: 318
Rating: 18
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Primeval
Spoliers: None
AN: Comment fic written for the porn party over at primeval_denial. Response primeval_denial's promt "Cutter/Becker: 'she's not the only one who had something to tell you'"
“Sir.”
“What is it Becker? It’s been a long day. You should be getting yourself home.”
“Sir, if you will I...well...she’s not the only one who had something to tell you.”
“What do you mean lad?”
“Take a seat Professor please. I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a long time, but professionalism has prevented me. But after today Sir, I don’t see the point in keeping quiet. Life is just a bit too short.”
Nick gave Becker a quizzical look but something in the soldier’s tone of voice made him decide to hear him out and he sat down.
“Okay, what is it you need to tell me?”
Becker took a deep breath and standing straight, feet shoulder width apart and hands behind his back he focused above Cutter’s shoulder and started talking; speaking with a confidence he didn’t feel.
“Professor, I want you. I want to feel you, taste you, have you take me.
“I want to sink to my knees now, between your thighs, ease you out of your trousers and take you into my mouth. I want to kiss and lick your cock until you are hard. Then I want to take you deep, have my mouth surround you entirely, feel you pressing at the back of my throat.
“I want to be able to taste you as you fuck my mouth, use me, take pleasure from me. I want to take you deep while your fingers tug at my hair, making me move on you, taking more and more of you into my mouth.
“I want to be the one to make you come. I want you to spill down my throat while you cry out my name. Just mine, no-one else’s. I want you to lay claim to me, possess me, take me, own me.”
Cutter stared at the black-clad soldier in front of him.
“You’d better some over here then.”