James Lester Drabble Tree Part 4 - Coming Home series
Title: James Lester Drabble Tree Part 4 - Coming Home
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100 x 16
Characters: James Lester/Nick Cutter, Lorraine Wickes
Rating: 12 to 18
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: A little drabble series I wrote during the James Lester drabble tree, encouraged poked and threatened ;) by Kerry ;)
Waiting - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester stretched, luxuriating in the feel of silk sheets against his skin as he woke to another day. He did his best to ignore the other side of his king-size bed, cold and empty for far too long. Oh, he'd had offers - Quinn for one when he could drag his gaze away from Becker's arse.
Nick Cutter might have followed his damned ex-wife through an anomaly, accompanied by Captain Ryan and his men, and not returned. But Lester was still holding on to hope, even though most people would've given up.
After all, Helen had returned after 8 years.
Struggling - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester woke with the dull dread of what today would bring, being the fourth anniversary of Nick's disappearance. He had to drag himself from his bed and ignore the urge to just hide away until tomorrow. He was stronger than that and he would not let anyone see how much losing Nick had hurt him.
He almost wished he'd surrendered as work was a nightmare with Quinn and Becker testing security again. When Temple's infernal ADD screamed, Lester even considered leaving early and blaming it on a migraine.
At least, until Connor called out, “It's in the Forest of Dean.”
The Forest Of Dean - Lester/Nick (12)
The Forest of Dean. A place Lester had grown to hate as much as he'd once thought of it with some fondness. If not for the forest, he would never have met Nick, never worked with him, never fallen in love. But, the forest had also taken Nick from him, leaving him bereft.
“Lester?”
Lester looked up as his thoughts were interrupted and realised everyone in the atrium was watching him. He took a deep breath and nodded. “I do believe you have an anomaly to investigate.”
He refused to hope this might be the anomaly he'd been waiting for.
Waiting For The Phone To Ring - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester couldn't settle - he read his paperwork but didn't see a single word, he ignored the constant pinging of emails. All he could do was stare at the clock and try to figure out how long it would be before he'd received any news.
He clicked on the traffic report for any delays in his team getting to the forest, factored in time to the anomaly location, setting up a perimeter, taking measurements and finally investigating through the anomaly.
He glanced at the clock again. It should be any moment now...
Lester's heart skipped a beat when his phone rang.
Should He Answer? - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester's hand hesitated over the phone as he wondered if he should answer it. If he didn't, he could hold on to his hope until the team returned and he'd know the answer from who arrived to report in - Jenny or Lorraine would mean that Nick wasn't back, Danny or Connor - or even better, Nick himself - would mean it was the right anomaly.
Lester snorted in disgust and reached for the phone, he wasn't a coward and saw little point in hiding from the truth. He took a deep breath, picked up the phone and said, “Lester?”
Good New? - Lester/Nick, Lorraine (12)
Lester's hand shook as he hung up and he collapsed back into his chair. He wasn't aware when Lorraine entered and didn't notice her leave. He was only shaken from his shock when Lorraine gently shook his shoulder and pressed a cup of hot, sweet tea into his hand, making sure he had a firm grip on it before she let go.
“Sir?” Lorraine's voice was soft and full of compassion.
Lester felt her squeeze his shoulder when he blinked back tears and looked up into her concerned face. His voice cracking as he managed, “He's back. Nick, he's back.”
Making Plans - Lester/Nick, Lorraine (12)
Lester leaned against the window and stared out into the atrium, counting the minutes as he waited for the team to return with Nick.
Oh, he knew he wouldn't get to see Nick immediately, after all the procedures he'd put in place when the project had started would take effect. Nick would be tested and interviewed - interrogated - to make sure it really was their - his - Nick.
But Lester had to believe it really was his Nick and he knew that soon they would be together and making up for lost time.
He looked up when Lorraine entered. “Sir, they're back.”
Anticipation - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester found himself pacing his living room as he waited for Nick. He couldn't help it, after four long, lonely years Nick had finally returned to him. Lester hadn't felt this nervous since... he smiled, since he'd finally realised what Nick meant to him and asked him to move in.
Lester took a deep breath to calm himself, it really wouldn't do to lose his façade now. He refused to fall to pieces the first time he was alone with Nick.
Later on, in bed, that would be different as they made up for all the time they'd spent apart.
Hesitation - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester found himself staring at Nick, studying him closely as he sought any changes in his lover. Oh, he'd talked to Nick - occasionally - but as Nick's lover he hadn't been allowed much contact with him and had certainly been kept well away from any interviews.
This was the first time they had been alone and Lester found himself scared to make the first move. He knew Nick was still interested, the snatched kiss when Nick had returned to the ARC showed that. But so much time had passed... where they still the same men?
Only time would tell.
Making Contact - Lester/Nick (15)
Lester was quietly pleased. The meal had gone smoothly, except for a few minor hesitations at the start, and they'd quickly fallen back into their old, familiar routine as if the last four years had been but a nightmare.
One that Lester was finally waking from.
He slowly reached out his hand for Nick's, holding his breath until Nick's fingers curled possessively around his own. The contact sent sparks of arousal through Lester's body straight to his cock. He smiled when Nick pressed against him, their lips meshing as they kissed, and he felt Nick's erection dig into his hip.
Shall We Continue This In The Bedroom?” - Lester/Nick (15)
“Shall we continue this in the bedroom?”
Nick's voice purred in Lester's ear and sent all sorts of interesting feeling through his body, not to mention needs. Lester tugged Nick towards his - their - bedroom only to stop suddenly when he remembered something rather important. “Um. We're out of condoms and lubricant.”
“You waited for me?”
“Of course I bloody did.” Lester spluttered indignantly, almost pulling his hand from Nick's.
“I waited for you too.” Nick pulled Lester close and sealed their mouths together again. “So... bedroom?”
Lester tilted his head and considered his lover before nodding. “Most definitely.”
Touching - Lester/Nick (15)
Lester's breath caught in his throat when he turned around and saw Nick naked for the first time in so very long. Podgy in places and freckles covering his far too pale skin and all Lester's. He looked up when Nick cleared his throat and realised his lover looked nervous, especially when Nick tried to cover himself from Lester's gaze.
“Don't.” Lester tugged Nick towards him, groaning when their cocks rubbed together.
Lester pushed Nick backwards onto the bed before spending his time kissing and nipping down Nick's chest. He grinned at Nick's moans before he swooped on his prize.
Memories - Lester/Nick (18)
Lester paused at the needy moan that dropped from Nick's lips. He looked up and grinned at the almost desperate look on Nick's face. “Yes?”
“Need your mouth.” Nick gasped out as his fingers dug into Lester's shoulder, trying to encourage him.
Lester nodded, they had both waited long enough for this moment. His tongue darted out and licked a strip along Nick's straining cock before taking it in his mouth. The feel and taste of it brought back memories.
Lester soon had to hold Nick's hips still when his lover gasped and tried to thrust deeper down his throat.
All He Had - Lester/Nick (18)
Lester slid up and down Nick before releasing him with a pop to lathe the head and tease the sensitive slit with his tongue.
Nick's moans had Lester smiling and he took all of Nick that he could, until his mouth was stretched wide and his nose was buried in ginger thatch. For an instant, as his breathing was blocked, Lester felt a moment of panic until he remembered how to do this.
Smiling around his mouthful, Lester swallowed repeatedly and pressed a finger against Nick's pucker. It was enough and he eagerly took all Nick had to give him.
Like Coming Home - Lester/Nick (18)
“Please,” Nick begged, his hips rising as Lester continued to tease his pucker. “Need you in me.”
Lester groaned and looked frantically around for something to use as lubricant, only for Nick to thrust hand-cream at him. He slid slicked fingers inside Nick, quickly but thoroughly preparing him.
Easing inside Nick was like coming home. The feel of Nick cradling him was exquisite and it took all of Lester's control not to come instantaneously.
When Nick squeezed around him, Lester growled and began to thrust, hard and deep to hit Nick's sweet spot as he sought to make them one.
I'm Home - Lester/Nick (15)
Afterwards, lying sweat-soaked and sated on the rumpled sheets, Lester ran his hands over Nick, almost as if he was afraid his lover would vanish once more. That Nick was nothing but a dream.
Nick caught Lester's hand and brought it to his lips. “I'm here, James.” He tugged Lester against his chest and held him tight. “I'm home and I'm not leaving you again.”
Lester smiled and pressed a kiss against Nick's nipple. “Good. It's been awfully quiet without you around.”
“I've missed you too.” Nick kissed the top of Lester's head. “I love you, James.”
“The feeling's mutual.”
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100 x 16
Characters: James Lester/Nick Cutter, Lorraine Wickes
Rating: 12 to 18
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: A little drabble series I wrote during the James Lester drabble tree, encouraged poked and threatened ;) by Kerry ;)
Waiting - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester stretched, luxuriating in the feel of silk sheets against his skin as he woke to another day. He did his best to ignore the other side of his king-size bed, cold and empty for far too long. Oh, he'd had offers - Quinn for one when he could drag his gaze away from Becker's arse.
Nick Cutter might have followed his damned ex-wife through an anomaly, accompanied by Captain Ryan and his men, and not returned. But Lester was still holding on to hope, even though most people would've given up.
After all, Helen had returned after 8 years.
Struggling - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester woke with the dull dread of what today would bring, being the fourth anniversary of Nick's disappearance. He had to drag himself from his bed and ignore the urge to just hide away until tomorrow. He was stronger than that and he would not let anyone see how much losing Nick had hurt him.
He almost wished he'd surrendered as work was a nightmare with Quinn and Becker testing security again. When Temple's infernal ADD screamed, Lester even considered leaving early and blaming it on a migraine.
At least, until Connor called out, “It's in the Forest of Dean.”
The Forest Of Dean - Lester/Nick (12)
The Forest of Dean. A place Lester had grown to hate as much as he'd once thought of it with some fondness. If not for the forest, he would never have met Nick, never worked with him, never fallen in love. But, the forest had also taken Nick from him, leaving him bereft.
“Lester?”
Lester looked up as his thoughts were interrupted and realised everyone in the atrium was watching him. He took a deep breath and nodded. “I do believe you have an anomaly to investigate.”
He refused to hope this might be the anomaly he'd been waiting for.
Waiting For The Phone To Ring - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester couldn't settle - he read his paperwork but didn't see a single word, he ignored the constant pinging of emails. All he could do was stare at the clock and try to figure out how long it would be before he'd received any news.
He clicked on the traffic report for any delays in his team getting to the forest, factored in time to the anomaly location, setting up a perimeter, taking measurements and finally investigating through the anomaly.
He glanced at the clock again. It should be any moment now...
Lester's heart skipped a beat when his phone rang.
Should He Answer? - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester's hand hesitated over the phone as he wondered if he should answer it. If he didn't, he could hold on to his hope until the team returned and he'd know the answer from who arrived to report in - Jenny or Lorraine would mean that Nick wasn't back, Danny or Connor - or even better, Nick himself - would mean it was the right anomaly.
Lester snorted in disgust and reached for the phone, he wasn't a coward and saw little point in hiding from the truth. He took a deep breath, picked up the phone and said, “Lester?”
Good New? - Lester/Nick, Lorraine (12)
Lester's hand shook as he hung up and he collapsed back into his chair. He wasn't aware when Lorraine entered and didn't notice her leave. He was only shaken from his shock when Lorraine gently shook his shoulder and pressed a cup of hot, sweet tea into his hand, making sure he had a firm grip on it before she let go.
“Sir?” Lorraine's voice was soft and full of compassion.
Lester felt her squeeze his shoulder when he blinked back tears and looked up into her concerned face. His voice cracking as he managed, “He's back. Nick, he's back.”
Making Plans - Lester/Nick, Lorraine (12)
Lester leaned against the window and stared out into the atrium, counting the minutes as he waited for the team to return with Nick.
Oh, he knew he wouldn't get to see Nick immediately, after all the procedures he'd put in place when the project had started would take effect. Nick would be tested and interviewed - interrogated - to make sure it really was their - his - Nick.
But Lester had to believe it really was his Nick and he knew that soon they would be together and making up for lost time.
He looked up when Lorraine entered. “Sir, they're back.”
Anticipation - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester found himself pacing his living room as he waited for Nick. He couldn't help it, after four long, lonely years Nick had finally returned to him. Lester hadn't felt this nervous since... he smiled, since he'd finally realised what Nick meant to him and asked him to move in.
Lester took a deep breath to calm himself, it really wouldn't do to lose his façade now. He refused to fall to pieces the first time he was alone with Nick.
Later on, in bed, that would be different as they made up for all the time they'd spent apart.
Hesitation - Lester/Nick (12)
Lester found himself staring at Nick, studying him closely as he sought any changes in his lover. Oh, he'd talked to Nick - occasionally - but as Nick's lover he hadn't been allowed much contact with him and had certainly been kept well away from any interviews.
This was the first time they had been alone and Lester found himself scared to make the first move. He knew Nick was still interested, the snatched kiss when Nick had returned to the ARC showed that. But so much time had passed... where they still the same men?
Only time would tell.
Making Contact - Lester/Nick (15)
Lester was quietly pleased. The meal had gone smoothly, except for a few minor hesitations at the start, and they'd quickly fallen back into their old, familiar routine as if the last four years had been but a nightmare.
One that Lester was finally waking from.
He slowly reached out his hand for Nick's, holding his breath until Nick's fingers curled possessively around his own. The contact sent sparks of arousal through Lester's body straight to his cock. He smiled when Nick pressed against him, their lips meshing as they kissed, and he felt Nick's erection dig into his hip.
Shall We Continue This In The Bedroom?” - Lester/Nick (15)
“Shall we continue this in the bedroom?”
Nick's voice purred in Lester's ear and sent all sorts of interesting feeling through his body, not to mention needs. Lester tugged Nick towards his - their - bedroom only to stop suddenly when he remembered something rather important. “Um. We're out of condoms and lubricant.”
“You waited for me?”
“Of course I bloody did.” Lester spluttered indignantly, almost pulling his hand from Nick's.
“I waited for you too.” Nick pulled Lester close and sealed their mouths together again. “So... bedroom?”
Lester tilted his head and considered his lover before nodding. “Most definitely.”
Touching - Lester/Nick (15)
Lester's breath caught in his throat when he turned around and saw Nick naked for the first time in so very long. Podgy in places and freckles covering his far too pale skin and all Lester's. He looked up when Nick cleared his throat and realised his lover looked nervous, especially when Nick tried to cover himself from Lester's gaze.
“Don't.” Lester tugged Nick towards him, groaning when their cocks rubbed together.
Lester pushed Nick backwards onto the bed before spending his time kissing and nipping down Nick's chest. He grinned at Nick's moans before he swooped on his prize.
Memories - Lester/Nick (18)
Lester paused at the needy moan that dropped from Nick's lips. He looked up and grinned at the almost desperate look on Nick's face. “Yes?”
“Need your mouth.” Nick gasped out as his fingers dug into Lester's shoulder, trying to encourage him.
Lester nodded, they had both waited long enough for this moment. His tongue darted out and licked a strip along Nick's straining cock before taking it in his mouth. The feel and taste of it brought back memories.
Lester soon had to hold Nick's hips still when his lover gasped and tried to thrust deeper down his throat.
All He Had - Lester/Nick (18)
Lester slid up and down Nick before releasing him with a pop to lathe the head and tease the sensitive slit with his tongue.
Nick's moans had Lester smiling and he took all of Nick that he could, until his mouth was stretched wide and his nose was buried in ginger thatch. For an instant, as his breathing was blocked, Lester felt a moment of panic until he remembered how to do this.
Smiling around his mouthful, Lester swallowed repeatedly and pressed a finger against Nick's pucker. It was enough and he eagerly took all Nick had to give him.
Like Coming Home - Lester/Nick (18)
“Please,” Nick begged, his hips rising as Lester continued to tease his pucker. “Need you in me.”
Lester groaned and looked frantically around for something to use as lubricant, only for Nick to thrust hand-cream at him. He slid slicked fingers inside Nick, quickly but thoroughly preparing him.
Easing inside Nick was like coming home. The feel of Nick cradling him was exquisite and it took all of Lester's control not to come instantaneously.
When Nick squeezed around him, Lester growled and began to thrust, hard and deep to hit Nick's sweet spot as he sought to make them one.
I'm Home - Lester/Nick (15)
Afterwards, lying sweat-soaked and sated on the rumpled sheets, Lester ran his hands over Nick, almost as if he was afraid his lover would vanish once more. That Nick was nothing but a dream.
Nick caught Lester's hand and brought it to his lips. “I'm here, James.” He tugged Lester against his chest and held him tight. “I'm home and I'm not leaving you again.”
Lester smiled and pressed a kiss against Nick's nipple. “Good. It's been awfully quiet without you around.”
“I've missed you too.” Nick kissed the top of Lester's head. “I love you, James.”
“The feeling's mutual.”