Title: Falling
Author: TalliW
Pairings: Lester/Connor
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to Fredbassett for beta-reading. I couldn't have done it without you.
Connor is kneeling on the bed. His head is thrown back, his mouth open in a silent scream as he struggles against the ropes around his wrists.
He tastes the strange metallic flavour of blood on his tongue where he has bitten himself in his desperate attempt to keep silent.
His muscles ache and he is sure he'll have bruise marks from the fingers digging brutally into his flesh, keeping his hips in place whilst Lester pushes into his body.
Tears are leaking out of Connor's eyes and he tries to blink them hastily away, afraid the other man would see this open sign of weakness.
He is blissfully unaware as his body is filled with hot come, too far gone by now to feel anything else apart from his blood rushing through his veins and the steady staccato of his own heart.
As Lester retreats from his body, Connor shatters into a thousand pieces. He slumps back on the bed, a silent plea for help on his lips.
A hand connects hard with Connor's arse cheeks and Connor whimpers in despair.
When Connor starts falling he prays someone will be there to catch him.
Skilful fingers loose the ropes and a warm body wraps around him, telling him he can let go now. And finally Connor succumbs to the demands of his body.
Wave after wave of ecstasy is rolling through him as he comes undone in his lover's arms.
Lester is the only one who can evoke such feelings in him and bit by bit the horror of being stranded in the past for weeks ebbs away.