My Sun Rises and Sets With You. Chapter 7/20: Testing Times
Title: My Sun Rises and Sets With You. Chapter seven: Testing Times
Fandom: Primeval
Characters: Lester/Becker/Connor, Ditzy
Words: 550 this chapter, approx 40,000 for the series.
Rating, Warnings: 18. The whole series is about a Dom/switch/sub relationship and contains various BDSM themes.
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Primeval. Dizty is borrowed from fredbassett
Spoilers: None. Not set in any specific season.
AN: Huge thanks to the lovely lukadreaming for a great beta and to lsellersfic for my fabulous artwork.
AN2: Chapter one here. Previous chapter here.
Lester smoothed down his jacket as he left his office and headed towards the medical rooms. Becker had all but officially moved in over the last two months and things were going well. Most of his clothes and everyday belongings now resided at their shared apartment and Becker's own flat was being kept on more out of habit than necessity.
Then last night Connor had pointed out that it had been more than three months since they had played with anyone other than Becker, and so they could now get themselves tested. Although they had always played safe in the past, all three of them had decided it was best to be careful. Becker then admitted to a slight dry spell before he had become involved with them and readily agreed to get himself checked too.
So Lester approached Ditzy's office, once again pleased about patient/doctor - or over-qualified medic in this case - confidentiality. He knocked and walked in on Ditzy's ‘enter’ command.
The young medic looked up as he entered. "Hello, sir. Is everything okay or is this one of your ‘routine’ visits?"
"Routine, is it? Well yes, that's why I’m here."
"I have to say, sir, I admire your approach. I wish more army boys would take your outlook on their health." He grinned, "So what will it be? Gloves or bloods first?"
Lester rolled his eyes and started to undo his trousers. "Gloves. May as well get it out of the way. And could you stop looking quite so pleased about my upcoming discomfort, please?"
"Yes, sir, of course." But the grin stayed firmly in place as Ditzy reached for his instrument drawer.
As Lester left, Ditzy looked up at the clock and made a note of the time.
When Connor walked through the door 74 minutes later Ditzy was impressed. It was the longest he had managed to hold out yet. Connor thought he was being subtle, but the lad really wasn’t very good at it. Ditzy had guessed the first time Lester had come down for testing, followed half an hour later by a Connor-shaped bundle of nervous energy. The pattern had continued every few months and today was no different.
Ditzy fixed Connor with a wicked grin and gave his gloves an extra loud snap. “Same as usual, Mr Temple?”
Three hours later, however, Ditzy was much more surprised to see Becker walk in and request the same series of tests. Ditzy didn’t believe in coincidences and he had to bite down a smile as he warmed up his instruments. If it wasn’t for pesky privacy oaths he could be dining out on this for months.
Two days later Ditzy was pleased to have three sets of clear results land on his desk. He called the three men into his office one at a time to give them the good news.
He left Becker until last. As his Captain turned to leave Ditzy called after him. “Just one more thing, sir. While you’re celebrating tonight, please try not to wear Temple out too much, I think he may be starting to come down with a cold.”
Ditzy decided at that moment that all the shit he would get at their next training day was totally worth it for the look on Becker’s face.
Chapter eight
Fandom: Primeval
Characters: Lester/Becker/Connor, Ditzy
Words: 550 this chapter, approx 40,000 for the series.
Rating, Warnings: 18. The whole series is about a Dom/switch/sub relationship and contains various BDSM themes.
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Primeval. Dizty is borrowed from fredbassett
Spoilers: None. Not set in any specific season.
AN: Huge thanks to the lovely lukadreaming for a great beta and to lsellersfic for my fabulous artwork.
AN2: Chapter one here. Previous chapter here.
Lester smoothed down his jacket as he left his office and headed towards the medical rooms. Becker had all but officially moved in over the last two months and things were going well. Most of his clothes and everyday belongings now resided at their shared apartment and Becker's own flat was being kept on more out of habit than necessity.
Then last night Connor had pointed out that it had been more than three months since they had played with anyone other than Becker, and so they could now get themselves tested. Although they had always played safe in the past, all three of them had decided it was best to be careful. Becker then admitted to a slight dry spell before he had become involved with them and readily agreed to get himself checked too.
So Lester approached Ditzy's office, once again pleased about patient/doctor - or over-qualified medic in this case - confidentiality. He knocked and walked in on Ditzy's ‘enter’ command.
The young medic looked up as he entered. "Hello, sir. Is everything okay or is this one of your ‘routine’ visits?"
"Routine, is it? Well yes, that's why I’m here."
"I have to say, sir, I admire your approach. I wish more army boys would take your outlook on their health." He grinned, "So what will it be? Gloves or bloods first?"
Lester rolled his eyes and started to undo his trousers. "Gloves. May as well get it out of the way. And could you stop looking quite so pleased about my upcoming discomfort, please?"
"Yes, sir, of course." But the grin stayed firmly in place as Ditzy reached for his instrument drawer.
As Lester left, Ditzy looked up at the clock and made a note of the time.
When Connor walked through the door 74 minutes later Ditzy was impressed. It was the longest he had managed to hold out yet. Connor thought he was being subtle, but the lad really wasn’t very good at it. Ditzy had guessed the first time Lester had come down for testing, followed half an hour later by a Connor-shaped bundle of nervous energy. The pattern had continued every few months and today was no different.
Ditzy fixed Connor with a wicked grin and gave his gloves an extra loud snap. “Same as usual, Mr Temple?”
Three hours later, however, Ditzy was much more surprised to see Becker walk in and request the same series of tests. Ditzy didn’t believe in coincidences and he had to bite down a smile as he warmed up his instruments. If it wasn’t for pesky privacy oaths he could be dining out on this for months.
Two days later Ditzy was pleased to have three sets of clear results land on his desk. He called the three men into his office one at a time to give them the good news.
He left Becker until last. As his Captain turned to leave Ditzy called after him. “Just one more thing, sir. While you’re celebrating tonight, please try not to wear Temple out too much, I think he may be starting to come down with a cold.”
Ditzy decided at that moment that all the shit he would get at their next training day was totally worth it for the look on Becker’s face.
Chapter eight