Turning Point
Title: Turning Point
Author: TalliW
Characters: Stephen/Ryan
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to the wonderful Fredbassett for beta duty.
Summary: A turning point in Ryan's and Stephen's relationship
AN: As the Wee!Ryan story experienced a little set back and rewriting the lost chapters will take some more time, I wrote
this story as a small compensation for Lukadreaming.
Ryan's hands knew their way around Stephen's body well, as did his mouth.
Stephen groaned softly as the hollow of his neck was kissed softly. The gentle gesture offered such a strong contrast to the fingers digging painfully into his shoulders.
The soldier had been gone for three weeks on a special assignment and was probably as horny as hell so Stephen wasn't expecting any tenderness from him. Their encounters had never been about that anyway. From the start, Stephen had resigned himself to be nothing more as a convenient body for the SF captain, a means to relieve tension after a strenuous day. It was common knowledge that Ryan was afraid of commitments and sought release with random strangers.
The fact that their frantic rutting in a forest cabin after a dangerous run-in with a predator had led to regular fucking for a period of five months without Ryan making any attempt to dump him as yet was a wonder in itself.
Stephen had seen the quickly masked expression of pity in Cutter's face when he had used them term fuck-buddies to explain his arrangement with Ryan.
It had taken all of his self-control not to get angry at his friend. As if Cutter had any reason to pity him. At least Stephen was getting some action unlike Cutter who was afraid to act on his desires and still mourned for a wife who had dumped him for every pretty student who had crossed her way.
Whatever Cutter was assuming, Stephen had known well what he was getting himself into when he'd dropped his trousers in the cabin and presented his arse for Ryan to take.
He had felt drawn to Tom Ryan from the first moment he had lain eyes on him. So if a casual fuck was all the man was ready to give he would accept it willingly. After all, he wasn't really relationship material either.
Some people were just not cut out for a happy-sappy forever.
With a faint sigh of anticipation Stephen spread his legs and pushed his pelvis up against Ryan's crotch, knowing exactly what would entice his lover to the point of losing control. He needed Ryan and he needed him now.
A lustful gasp escaped Ryan throat and Stephen grinned in triumph as he felt Ryan's erection scrape against his balls as Ryan settled between Stephen's legs. Now it would only take seconds before Ryan's hard cock would pierce him forcefully and only a few seconds more until the initial pain of the penetration turned into pleasure.
When Ryan continued to nip and lick at Stephen's neck, Stephen closed his legs around Ryan's tights and lifted his arse another fraction, a little irritated that Ryan wasn't already inside him.
In answer he received a sharp bite into his ear before Ryan returned to lavish Stephen's sensitive skin around the jugular with mouth and tongue.
His mind in a whirl, wondering just what the heck was going on with Ryan, Stephen let his hands slide down to Ryan's buttocks.
Ryan had gone crazy the one time Stephen had slipped his fingers between Ryan's buttocks in passion. Afterwards, Stephen hadn't be able to sit down for days without a twinge in his backside so fiercely had Ryan fucked him for daring to touch him there.
'A commanding officer doesn't take it up the arse,' Ryan had said haughtily the next day when Stephen had expressed his desire to top for a change. Ryan's tone had been warning enough not to let his hands wander down there again except if Stephen was striving for another dry fuck.
Stephen had kept his hands away from Ryan's crevice since then, not interested in repeating the unpleasant experience. Even his tolerance for pain had its limits.
But tonight a rough fuck was exactly what he wanted. There was always the possibility that Ryan wouldn't return from one of those black ops and this time he'd been away particularly long. Stephen needed to feel that he hadn't been abandoned once again. In advance Stephen had lubricated his anus so there wouldn't be any tearing, only a fierce burn, the definite proof that Ryan was still alive and desired him.
Stephen took a deep breath and prepared himself for the onslaught his action would bring forth. But instead unleashing his anger about Stephen's insolence, Ryan went rigid and buried his face in the crook of Stephen's neck.
"I thought I would never see you again," Ryan mumbled, his voice breaking on the last word.
Anxiety gripped Stephen. Whatever had happened on the mission it must have been bad.
"It's all right. You are here now, with me," he replied whilst he awkwardly petted Ryan's head.He wasn't used to such emotional displays from Ryan and didn't know what to do to to lessen his distress. They never had communicated much verbally.
With a sudden movement, Ryan rolled away from him. Stephen watched him with a sinking feeling. Apparently he'd failed his lover in some way.
But to his surprise Ryan settled on his back, his legs spread and his arms stretched out above his head in a rather submissive pose. Then Ryan slowly pulled his legs up.
Stephen stared in shock at Ryan's arse, now exposed to him in a clear invitation.
He had dreamed of burying himself in Ryan’s body, making him scream in pleasure as he fucked him hard and deep.
It had been such a big disappointment when he'd learnt Ryan wasn't planning to let him top ever. And now his dream was coming true. Ryan was offering himself to him.
Joy bubbled up in Stephen until he noticed Ryan's expression.
A few weeks earlier Stephen wouldn't have thought twice about taking Ryan up on on his offer. He probably would have pushed his cock inside Ryan's arse the instant he'd got permission to. But that had been then, when he was only in lust with Ryan and not in love.
"That's what you’ve always wanted, isn't it?" Ryan rasped when Stephen continued to stare at him. "So come on. Do it! Fuck me!"
Stephen locked at Ryan's clenched fists and shock his head.
"It's apparently not what you want."
"Does it matter?"
"Of course it matters," Stephen answered hotly.
"I thought it would please you to have the chance to top me."
"Only if I know you’ll enjoy it too. Right now you’re so tense I wouldn't even get a finger inside your arse without hurting you."
"I'm nervous. I've never bottomed voluntarily," Ryan confessed. "I never wanted to until today. Much too intimate, you know. But you’ve changed everything. Do you want to go steady?"
"Steady?" Stephen asked disbelieving. Ryan's behaviour was getting stranger and stranger with every passing minute.
"Yes, you know.... date."
"Date?" Stephen repeated, slowly beginning to feel like a parrot.
"Yeah, like boyfriends."
Stephen almost choked when he heard Ryan saying ‚boyfriends’. The word even sounded strange to his ears.
"You don't want that?" Ryan asked anxiously. He had sat up and was now watching Stephen intensely for his reaction.
"It’s just come a bit suddenly. I've never imagined you would want a relationship."
"Well, the last brush with death has given me a new perspective. So is that a 'Yes'?"
"Yes," Stephen said emphatically. "Yes, I will go steady with you. Yes, I will date you and yes, I will be your boyfriend."
Now they were both grinning at the teenage slang Ryan had reverted back to.
"All right, now that’s cleared up, let’s fuck," Ryan declared.
Before Stephen knew what was happening Ryan had bent down and taken Stephen's entire length into his mouth.
The feeling of sliding deep into Ryan's throat was so intense that only the pressure Ryan was putting with his fingers on the base of Stephen's cock prevented Stephen from coming.
Ryan grinned wickedly around the cock in his mouth and let his tongue slide along the inside of Stephen's foreskin.
"Bloody hell, Tom," Stephen groaned whilst his fingers were desperately seeking a hold on the sheets. If Ryan kept this up, he would shoot his load, no matter what Ryan did to hold him back.
Ryan seemed to realise that too because the next moment he released Stephen's throbbing cock from his mouth, a mad gleam in his eyes as he observed his handiwork.
"Got it nice and ready for the main action, haven’t I? Now stick it in me."
With a swift move Ryan stretched out on his back and resumed his position from earlier.
Stephen crawled between Ryan's legs and looked for any sign of reticence but to his relief Ryan was relaxed now. Stephen’s fingers, hastily slicked up with lube, met little resistance as he pushed them against the tiny opening of Ryan's anus.
"Yeah, like this. Deeper. More!" Ryan demanded after the initial discomfort had lessened.
Ryan closed his eyes when Stephen complied and he followed suit, concentrating only on the feeling of his fingers sliding in and out of Ryan's tight channel .
Stephen marveled that Ryan was trusting him so much to allow this intimate act. From Ryan's behaviour it had always been obvious that he had issues with letting someone into his body and his heart. Still, here they were, his fingers buried to the hilt in Tom Ryan who had expressed his wish to go steady earlier.
A shudder went through Ryan's entire body when Stephen pressed his fingers against the little nub inside Ryan's anus.
Judging from Ryan's reaction, Stephen was almost sure Ryan had never been touched on his prostate and he vowed to himself to make it good for him.
Ryan couldn't believe how good it felt to be gently massaged on that special spot inside. He had known it could be pleasurable but never had expected this intensity. It wouldn't take much to take him to the brink this way.
"More. Harder," he gasped out and pushed his arse against Stephen's hand to get those sensual fingers deeper inside.
The pleasure was almost too much to bear but still he wanted it to go on forever. And suddenly Stephen's fingers weren't enough any more. He needed to feel Stephen's cock in his arse.
"Stephen, please come inside me," Ryan pleaded, his face flushing in shame at how needy he sounded.
"Are you really sure? We don't have to..." Stephen trailed off.
Ryan watched how Stephen fought hard to bring himself under control, the trembling in his body conveying how much he wanted to bury himself in Ryan's body.
With his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide in lust as they focused on Ryan's puckered hole Stephen had never looked more beautiful.
A tidal wave of love flooded Ryan's entire being and washed away the shame. There wasn't anything shameful about wanting, needing this man who had never given up on him, no matter how callously he had treated him.
"I want you, Stephen," Ryan said huskily. "I want to feel you inside me. Don't let me wait any longer."
All of Steven's self-control flew right out the window when he heard Ryan's last sentence. With a hast that bordered on desperation, he lined his cock up at Ryan's entrance and pushed in.
Ryan's anal muscles tightened around Stephen's cock like a vise and for a fleeting moment Stephen feared he might have torn something. But then Ryan relaxed and wrapped his legs around Stephen's arse, forcing him all the way in.
"Hurts so good," Ryan panted. "So good. I never..."
The rest of the sentence was lost in an unintelligible babble when Stephen started to move.
Stephen pulled slowly out until only the tip of his cock remained inside Ryan and then with a swift move pushed back inside.
Ryan eyes glazed over and he thrashed his head from side to side.
"Fuck. Do that again," Ryan panted after the intense feeling slowly subsided.
Stephen grinned, pleased. There was no denying that Ryan enjoyed the mix of pleasure and pain his cock brought him. He gave a light push to tease his lover and promptly received a smack on his arse from Ryan.
"Stop teasing. Fuck me hard. That's an order," Ryan said with a growl.
"My, we are greedy. Are you sure you’ve never done this before?"
"Not voluntarily."
The implication of Ryan's declaration finally registered with Stephen.
"Oh," was all he could say as he suddenly understood how much trust Ryan was really placing in him.
Stephen hadn't thought he could love Ryan more than he already did. Swiftly, he bent down and gave Ryan a kiss.
Then, not interested in prolonging their pleasure any longer, Stephen started a steady rhythm, making sure Ryan's prostrate was properly hit every time he plunged in.
Stephen looked down at his lover, who had literally passed out from the intensity of his orgasm. He had never seen Ryan so out of control.
Gently, he extricated himself from Ryan's body and lay down next to him.
"My boyfriend," Stephen whispered grinning, and allowed himself to say aloud what he never had dared before. "I love you, Tom."
He was startled when Ryan answered drowsily. "Love you too, Stephen. Boyfriend."
Author: TalliW
Characters: Stephen/Ryan
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to the wonderful Fredbassett for beta duty.
Summary: A turning point in Ryan's and Stephen's relationship
AN: As the Wee!Ryan story experienced a little set back and rewriting the lost chapters will take some more time, I wrote
this story as a small compensation for Lukadreaming.
Ryan's hands knew their way around Stephen's body well, as did his mouth.
Stephen groaned softly as the hollow of his neck was kissed softly. The gentle gesture offered such a strong contrast to the fingers digging painfully into his shoulders.
The soldier had been gone for three weeks on a special assignment and was probably as horny as hell so Stephen wasn't expecting any tenderness from him. Their encounters had never been about that anyway. From the start, Stephen had resigned himself to be nothing more as a convenient body for the SF captain, a means to relieve tension after a strenuous day. It was common knowledge that Ryan was afraid of commitments and sought release with random strangers.
The fact that their frantic rutting in a forest cabin after a dangerous run-in with a predator had led to regular fucking for a period of five months without Ryan making any attempt to dump him as yet was a wonder in itself.
Stephen had seen the quickly masked expression of pity in Cutter's face when he had used them term fuck-buddies to explain his arrangement with Ryan.
It had taken all of his self-control not to get angry at his friend. As if Cutter had any reason to pity him. At least Stephen was getting some action unlike Cutter who was afraid to act on his desires and still mourned for a wife who had dumped him for every pretty student who had crossed her way.
Whatever Cutter was assuming, Stephen had known well what he was getting himself into when he'd dropped his trousers in the cabin and presented his arse for Ryan to take.
He had felt drawn to Tom Ryan from the first moment he had lain eyes on him. So if a casual fuck was all the man was ready to give he would accept it willingly. After all, he wasn't really relationship material either.
Some people were just not cut out for a happy-sappy forever.
With a faint sigh of anticipation Stephen spread his legs and pushed his pelvis up against Ryan's crotch, knowing exactly what would entice his lover to the point of losing control. He needed Ryan and he needed him now.
A lustful gasp escaped Ryan throat and Stephen grinned in triumph as he felt Ryan's erection scrape against his balls as Ryan settled between Stephen's legs. Now it would only take seconds before Ryan's hard cock would pierce him forcefully and only a few seconds more until the initial pain of the penetration turned into pleasure.
When Ryan continued to nip and lick at Stephen's neck, Stephen closed his legs around Ryan's tights and lifted his arse another fraction, a little irritated that Ryan wasn't already inside him.
In answer he received a sharp bite into his ear before Ryan returned to lavish Stephen's sensitive skin around the jugular with mouth and tongue.
His mind in a whirl, wondering just what the heck was going on with Ryan, Stephen let his hands slide down to Ryan's buttocks.
Ryan had gone crazy the one time Stephen had slipped his fingers between Ryan's buttocks in passion. Afterwards, Stephen hadn't be able to sit down for days without a twinge in his backside so fiercely had Ryan fucked him for daring to touch him there.
'A commanding officer doesn't take it up the arse,' Ryan had said haughtily the next day when Stephen had expressed his desire to top for a change. Ryan's tone had been warning enough not to let his hands wander down there again except if Stephen was striving for another dry fuck.
Stephen had kept his hands away from Ryan's crevice since then, not interested in repeating the unpleasant experience. Even his tolerance for pain had its limits.
But tonight a rough fuck was exactly what he wanted. There was always the possibility that Ryan wouldn't return from one of those black ops and this time he'd been away particularly long. Stephen needed to feel that he hadn't been abandoned once again. In advance Stephen had lubricated his anus so there wouldn't be any tearing, only a fierce burn, the definite proof that Ryan was still alive and desired him.
Stephen took a deep breath and prepared himself for the onslaught his action would bring forth. But instead unleashing his anger about Stephen's insolence, Ryan went rigid and buried his face in the crook of Stephen's neck.
"I thought I would never see you again," Ryan mumbled, his voice breaking on the last word.
Anxiety gripped Stephen. Whatever had happened on the mission it must have been bad.
"It's all right. You are here now, with me," he replied whilst he awkwardly petted Ryan's head.He wasn't used to such emotional displays from Ryan and didn't know what to do to to lessen his distress. They never had communicated much verbally.
With a sudden movement, Ryan rolled away from him. Stephen watched him with a sinking feeling. Apparently he'd failed his lover in some way.
But to his surprise Ryan settled on his back, his legs spread and his arms stretched out above his head in a rather submissive pose. Then Ryan slowly pulled his legs up.
Stephen stared in shock at Ryan's arse, now exposed to him in a clear invitation.
He had dreamed of burying himself in Ryan’s body, making him scream in pleasure as he fucked him hard and deep.
It had been such a big disappointment when he'd learnt Ryan wasn't planning to let him top ever. And now his dream was coming true. Ryan was offering himself to him.
Joy bubbled up in Stephen until he noticed Ryan's expression.
A few weeks earlier Stephen wouldn't have thought twice about taking Ryan up on on his offer. He probably would have pushed his cock inside Ryan's arse the instant he'd got permission to. But that had been then, when he was only in lust with Ryan and not in love.
"That's what you’ve always wanted, isn't it?" Ryan rasped when Stephen continued to stare at him. "So come on. Do it! Fuck me!"
Stephen locked at Ryan's clenched fists and shock his head.
"It's apparently not what you want."
"Does it matter?"
"Of course it matters," Stephen answered hotly.
"I thought it would please you to have the chance to top me."
"Only if I know you’ll enjoy it too. Right now you’re so tense I wouldn't even get a finger inside your arse without hurting you."
"I'm nervous. I've never bottomed voluntarily," Ryan confessed. "I never wanted to until today. Much too intimate, you know. But you’ve changed everything. Do you want to go steady?"
"Steady?" Stephen asked disbelieving. Ryan's behaviour was getting stranger and stranger with every passing minute.
"Yes, you know.... date."
"Date?" Stephen repeated, slowly beginning to feel like a parrot.
"Yeah, like boyfriends."
Stephen almost choked when he heard Ryan saying ‚boyfriends’. The word even sounded strange to his ears.
"You don't want that?" Ryan asked anxiously. He had sat up and was now watching Stephen intensely for his reaction.
"It’s just come a bit suddenly. I've never imagined you would want a relationship."
"Well, the last brush with death has given me a new perspective. So is that a 'Yes'?"
"Yes," Stephen said emphatically. "Yes, I will go steady with you. Yes, I will date you and yes, I will be your boyfriend."
Now they were both grinning at the teenage slang Ryan had reverted back to.
"All right, now that’s cleared up, let’s fuck," Ryan declared.
Before Stephen knew what was happening Ryan had bent down and taken Stephen's entire length into his mouth.
The feeling of sliding deep into Ryan's throat was so intense that only the pressure Ryan was putting with his fingers on the base of Stephen's cock prevented Stephen from coming.
Ryan grinned wickedly around the cock in his mouth and let his tongue slide along the inside of Stephen's foreskin.
"Bloody hell, Tom," Stephen groaned whilst his fingers were desperately seeking a hold on the sheets. If Ryan kept this up, he would shoot his load, no matter what Ryan did to hold him back.
Ryan seemed to realise that too because the next moment he released Stephen's throbbing cock from his mouth, a mad gleam in his eyes as he observed his handiwork.
"Got it nice and ready for the main action, haven’t I? Now stick it in me."
With a swift move Ryan stretched out on his back and resumed his position from earlier.
Stephen crawled between Ryan's legs and looked for any sign of reticence but to his relief Ryan was relaxed now. Stephen’s fingers, hastily slicked up with lube, met little resistance as he pushed them against the tiny opening of Ryan's anus.
"Yeah, like this. Deeper. More!" Ryan demanded after the initial discomfort had lessened.
Ryan closed his eyes when Stephen complied and he followed suit, concentrating only on the feeling of his fingers sliding in and out of Ryan's tight channel .
Stephen marveled that Ryan was trusting him so much to allow this intimate act. From Ryan's behaviour it had always been obvious that he had issues with letting someone into his body and his heart. Still, here they were, his fingers buried to the hilt in Tom Ryan who had expressed his wish to go steady earlier.
A shudder went through Ryan's entire body when Stephen pressed his fingers against the little nub inside Ryan's anus.
Judging from Ryan's reaction, Stephen was almost sure Ryan had never been touched on his prostate and he vowed to himself to make it good for him.
Ryan couldn't believe how good it felt to be gently massaged on that special spot inside. He had known it could be pleasurable but never had expected this intensity. It wouldn't take much to take him to the brink this way.
"More. Harder," he gasped out and pushed his arse against Stephen's hand to get those sensual fingers deeper inside.
The pleasure was almost too much to bear but still he wanted it to go on forever. And suddenly Stephen's fingers weren't enough any more. He needed to feel Stephen's cock in his arse.
"Stephen, please come inside me," Ryan pleaded, his face flushing in shame at how needy he sounded.
"Are you really sure? We don't have to..." Stephen trailed off.
Ryan watched how Stephen fought hard to bring himself under control, the trembling in his body conveying how much he wanted to bury himself in Ryan's body.
With his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide in lust as they focused on Ryan's puckered hole Stephen had never looked more beautiful.
A tidal wave of love flooded Ryan's entire being and washed away the shame. There wasn't anything shameful about wanting, needing this man who had never given up on him, no matter how callously he had treated him.
"I want you, Stephen," Ryan said huskily. "I want to feel you inside me. Don't let me wait any longer."
All of Steven's self-control flew right out the window when he heard Ryan's last sentence. With a hast that bordered on desperation, he lined his cock up at Ryan's entrance and pushed in.
Ryan's anal muscles tightened around Stephen's cock like a vise and for a fleeting moment Stephen feared he might have torn something. But then Ryan relaxed and wrapped his legs around Stephen's arse, forcing him all the way in.
"Hurts so good," Ryan panted. "So good. I never..."
The rest of the sentence was lost in an unintelligible babble when Stephen started to move.
Stephen pulled slowly out until only the tip of his cock remained inside Ryan and then with a swift move pushed back inside.
Ryan eyes glazed over and he thrashed his head from side to side.
"Fuck. Do that again," Ryan panted after the intense feeling slowly subsided.
Stephen grinned, pleased. There was no denying that Ryan enjoyed the mix of pleasure and pain his cock brought him. He gave a light push to tease his lover and promptly received a smack on his arse from Ryan.
"Stop teasing. Fuck me hard. That's an order," Ryan said with a growl.
"My, we are greedy. Are you sure you’ve never done this before?"
"Not voluntarily."
The implication of Ryan's declaration finally registered with Stephen.
"Oh," was all he could say as he suddenly understood how much trust Ryan was really placing in him.
Stephen hadn't thought he could love Ryan more than he already did. Swiftly, he bent down and gave Ryan a kiss.
Then, not interested in prolonging their pleasure any longer, Stephen started a steady rhythm, making sure Ryan's prostrate was properly hit every time he plunged in.
Stephen looked down at his lover, who had literally passed out from the intensity of his orgasm. He had never seen Ryan so out of control.
Gently, he extricated himself from Ryan's body and lay down next to him.
"My boyfriend," Stephen whispered grinning, and allowed himself to say aloud what he never had dared before. "I love you, Tom."
He was startled when Ryan answered drowsily. "Love you too, Stephen. Boyfriend."