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fredbassettTitle : Another Inhibition Bites the Dust
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : 18
Characters : Lester/Ryan
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Warning/Advert: Rimming
Summary : Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
knitekat for the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
primeval_denial Christmas Kink Challenge.
Lester felt his lover’s lips working slowly and inexorably down his back and tensed automatically. “Tom…”
Ryan’s large, capable hands spread his arse cheeks and he felt warm breath somewhere far too intimate for comfort. “Shut up, James.”
Without giving him chance to object, Ryan pressed a light kiss somewhere Lester had never allowed anyone to venture that close to in the past.
In spite of the fact that he’d bathed only half an hour previously, Lester felt a hot flush of embarrassment rising up his cheeks.
“Relax,” Ryan murmured.
Lester felt the tip of Ryan’s tongue gently touch his hole. It felt… damn it, he wasn’t sure what it felt like and he was torn between trying to pull away and hoping Ryan would do it again.
Ryan chuckled and licked a long stripe from behind Lester’s balls up and over his hole. “Stop thinking for once.”
But before Lester could reply, Ryan bent his head again to his self-appointed task of ridding Lester of the last of his inhibitions. And the recipient of his attentions had to admit that as long as he kept his brain firmly switched off, it really did feel quite… pleasant.
In a very short space of time, the flush had left his face and headed in a different direction entirely and Lester was squirming against the sheets, trying to get more friction against his cock as Ryan drove him steadily out of his mind with his tongue.
A strong hand tugged him up onto his knees and another wrapped itself around his cock and Ryan proceeded - with military efficiency - to both rid him of his hang-ups and jerk him to a very satisfactory climax.
Later, his head pillowed on Ryan’s shoulder, he asked, “So if that’s rimming, what’s felching?”
From the way his lover’s shoulder started to shake with silent laughter, Lester began to think that maybe he didn’t want to know the answer.
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : 18
Characters : Lester/Ryan
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Warning/Advert: Rimming
Summary : Written for
knitekat for the primeval_denial Christmas Kink Challenge.Lester felt his lover’s lips working slowly and inexorably down his back and tensed automatically. “Tom…”
Ryan’s large, capable hands spread his arse cheeks and he felt warm breath somewhere far too intimate for comfort. “Shut up, James.”
Without giving him chance to object, Ryan pressed a light kiss somewhere Lester had never allowed anyone to venture that close to in the past.
In spite of the fact that he’d bathed only half an hour previously, Lester felt a hot flush of embarrassment rising up his cheeks.
“Relax,” Ryan murmured.
Lester felt the tip of Ryan’s tongue gently touch his hole. It felt… damn it, he wasn’t sure what it felt like and he was torn between trying to pull away and hoping Ryan would do it again.
Ryan chuckled and licked a long stripe from behind Lester’s balls up and over his hole. “Stop thinking for once.”
But before Lester could reply, Ryan bent his head again to his self-appointed task of ridding Lester of the last of his inhibitions. And the recipient of his attentions had to admit that as long as he kept his brain firmly switched off, it really did feel quite… pleasant.
In a very short space of time, the flush had left his face and headed in a different direction entirely and Lester was squirming against the sheets, trying to get more friction against his cock as Ryan drove him steadily out of his mind with his tongue.
A strong hand tugged him up onto his knees and another wrapped itself around his cock and Ryan proceeded - with military efficiency - to both rid him of his hang-ups and jerk him to a very satisfactory climax.
Later, his head pillowed on Ryan’s shoulder, he asked, “So if that’s rimming, what’s felching?”
From the way his lover’s shoulder started to shake with silent laughter, Lester began to think that maybe he didn’t want to know the answer.
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Date: 2011-01-15 04:56 pm (UTC)