Every Saturday Morning
Title: Every Saturday Morning
Author: TalliW
Pairings: Lester/Connor
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to the lovely Fredbassett for beta duty.
Summary: Connor hates Saturday mornings
AN: Being a little stuck with some of my other projects I tried to get my muse cooperating by writing some ficlets.
Connor stretched his limbs and shivered with delight as he felt the light twinge in his muscles. Last night had got more passionate as usual.
Smiling, he turned around to his lover who was still snuggled under the bedcovers. Shoving the duvet aside Connor bent over the sleeping form of James Lester and breathed a kiss on Lester's bare shoulderblade.
When Connor felt the tremble under his lips he let his tongue flicker over the soft skin before trailing kisses down to the junction of Lester's legs.
After lavishing the tip of Lester's morning erection with his tongue until the cock head was full exposed, Connor jumped up and sauntered deliberately slowly towards the bathroom, knowing his lover was watching him.
"Tease," Lester muttered sleepily and pulled the bedcovers back over his naked body.
In the bathroom Connor stared at his reflection in the mirror, his smile vanishing immediately. Oh, how he hated these Saturdays mornings.
In two hours Lester would drive home to his family and he would sit alone in the flat with only Sid and Nancy for company. And like every Saturday he would busy himself with a video game and try not to think about the fact that Lester was fulfilling his conjugal duty with his wife.
Connor quickly finished his morning routine and returned to the bed shaved and with cleaned teeth. There were still two hours during which he had Lester for himself and he wasn't going to waste any more minutes.
Whilst he buried himself in his lover’s body Connor started whispering the mantra he had come up to bear the thought of Lester leaving every weekend.
"It's barely one and a half day of the week, only 78 days in the year, 1,768 hours out of 8,760. The rest of the time James belongs to me."
But whilst that had been soothing at first, now the hours during which he had to share his lover seem like a awful amount of time.