Drabble, Sloppy Seconds, Becker. Wilder, 18

[fredbassett]

Title : Sloppy Seconds
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Rating : 18
Characters : Becker, Wilder
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue.
Spoilers : None
Warning: References non-con and rape.
Summary : Written for the Primeval100 challenge 296, Leftovers
A/N : I appear to be embarking on another year in which I attempt to write for each and every P100 prompt. And I also seem to have started the year by being a bad doggy.
Wilder stared down at the bloodied, bruised face of the man kneeling at his feet.

Becker’s looks weren’t exactly enhanced by a split lip, a black eye or the mess of snot leaking from a nose that was, in all probability, broken.

The young captain’s body was covered in a mass of dark bruises, and blood stained his buttocks and the backs of his thighs.

Wilder’s men hadn’t exactly been gentle, but they’d earned their pleasures.

Wilder made a brusque gesture with one hand. “Take him away. I’m not in the mood for leftovers. Bring me one of the others.”

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*puts hands over eyes and meeps*

[fredbassett]

Oops, sorry.