fredbassett | Fic, Silk and Steel, Part 1, Ryan/Lester, Slash, 18

Title : Silk and Steel, Part 1
Author : fredbassett
Fandom : Primeval
Characters : Lester/Ryan
Rating : 18
Disclaimer : Not mine, no money made, don’t sue
Spoilers : None.
Summary : Ryan forgets an important word.
Warning : Slave!fic, which means AU.
A/N : Written for the inaugural comment porn party on

primeval_denial . I encouraged other people to re-post their fics then forgot to do my own!

munchkinofdoom and I are toying with the idea of writing an AU series for this.

Lester looked up as the door opened.

Captain Ryan entered, threw a salute which completely failed to disguise his weariness, then sank to both knees, head bowed.

“Permission to report?”

“Aren’t you forgetting something, Captain?”

Ryan’s sigh was just audible.

The man was obviously completely knackered, but Lester hadn’t got to his current position in Government by giving a monkey’s toss about the feelings of the lower orders. They wore steel collars, after all.

“Permission to report, Master?” The important word in the sentence was quiet but unmistakeable.

“Permission granted.”

Ryan sat back on his heels and delivered one of his admirably succinct reports. Which could have been summed up along the following lines : Temple nearly got killed. Hart was useful. Cutter complained when we killed it. No civilians injured. No press involvement.

It was all Sir James Lester needed to know, really.

His eyes drifted over Ryan’s black clad body. There was a smear of blood in the dirty blond hair, and a bruise forming on the soldier’s jaw. There was also some unidentifiable substance on his tac vest which was probably intestinal in origin.

The man looked a fucking mess, and speaking of fucking ……….. there was something that Lester really needed to get out of his system before the next life-threateningly boring meeting with the PM.

* * *

On this occasion, Ryan knew better than to sigh, or even make any sound at all. He’d been sloppy through sheer exhaustion when he’d entered the room. He’d started opening the door before the command to enter had even left Lester’s thin lips. And he’d forgotten to call the man master. He’d been flogged for less in the not too distant past. And the scars were barely healed.

So when Lester shoved into him, hard and unlubricated, Ryan just bit his lip, pillowed his head in the crook of his arm and kept quiet. Safer that way.

It wouldn’t take long. It never did when Lester was like this. Then he could get a shower, and some food, then some sleep. Or maybe just some sleep.

If he was really lucky, he wouldn’t tear this time.

Then the bastard reached round and started stroking his cock, and Ryan knew that keeping quiet wasn’t going to be an option for much longer.

Moments later, with his master buried balls deep in his arse, Ryan came, his moan muffled in the crook of his own elbow.

He felt a warm tongue licking along the edge of his collar, just under the hairline, and he shivered as his arse still spasmed round the other man’s cock.

“My room, tonight, Ryan. And do make sure you’re clean, won’t you?” The tone was about as tender as a claw-hammer, but the words still managed to make the soldier shiver with anticipation.

And with that, Lester unceremoniously withdrew. Which hurt almost as much as his entry had done.

Moments later, the door closed behind him, leaving Ryan sprawled over the desk, breathing heavily, post-orgasmic tremors still running through a body that hovered only just shy of total exhaustion.

It was going to be a long night.

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Still hot, still yummy!

*fans self*

And this is me registering my vote for you and munchkin writing the series. Actually scratch that, I demand that you write it! *g*

And I really should shove my own comment!porn up somewhere...bad me for forgetting! *slaps wrist*

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