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Understanding (Primeval crack!fic)
Title: Understanding
Author: alyse
Fandom: Primeval
Challenge: New Pairings on![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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Pairing: Lester/to be revealed at the end of the drabble. Scarily, this is not the first time I have written this pairing.
Warning: 'ware crack!fic tag.
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: Primeval and its characters belong to Impossible Pictures. No copyright infringement is intended. This is fanfiction, written solely for love of the show.
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The pressures of working long hours in a stressful job meant that a man sometimes needed companionship, a strong shoulder to lean on in times of crisis. Thankfully, Eleanor Lester was everything a high-level civil servant’s wife should be: cultured, elegant, discreet.
His lover wasn’t. Where his wife had soft, yielding curves, his lover was powerfully muscled, with a broad, hairy chest for James to lean against. Eleanor’s scent was light, vanilla; his lover’s was musky and dark.
As his lover’s breath huffed against his ear, and a flexible trunk wrapped around his cock, James thanked God for understanding wives.
Author: alyse
Fandom: Primeval
Challenge: New Pairings on
primeval100Pairing: Lester/to be revealed at the end of the drabble. Scarily, this is not the first time I have written this pairing.
Warning: 'ware crack!fic tag.
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: Primeval and its characters belong to Impossible Pictures. No copyright infringement is intended. This is fanfiction, written solely for love of the show.
-o-
The pressures of working long hours in a stressful job meant that a man sometimes needed companionship, a strong shoulder to lean on in times of crisis. Thankfully, Eleanor Lester was everything a high-level civil servant’s wife should be: cultured, elegant, discreet.
His lover wasn’t. Where his wife had soft, yielding curves, his lover was powerfully muscled, with a broad, hairy chest for James to lean against. Eleanor’s scent was light, vanilla; his lover’s was musky and dark.
As his lover’s breath huffed against his ear, and a flexible trunk wrapped around his cock, James thanked God for understanding wives.