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Title: The Best Way To Fly
Author: Woodstock12
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 767
Characters: Becker/Connor Connor’s POV
Summary: Connor learns the best way to fly.
Prompt: Fear Of Flying
Disclaimer: Primeval and it characters are not mine
Note: This was written for H/C Bingo
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He had not always feared flying. At one point he loved fly any where he could. That was before he was ten years old. When he was ten, his mom took him and older sister to see an uncle in France. During the plane ride the turbulence was so bad that he injured him-self a number of times and to make matter worse, in his ten year old eyes, he go locked inside one of the plane bath rooms after the lock jammed . When the plane made it to a French airport and the door finally fixed he vowed to never be in a plane again and he kept to that vow for the last 15 years. Until now that is.
He didn’t know why he agreed to go to his cousin’s wedding. Wait, he did know the reason behind his sitting in a large, metal tube on wheels. To have some time away the ARC and not have to worry about the ADD not working or the numerous dinosaurs coming for a visit to London was a lovely thing to have. He just wished that his cousin didn’t have to live on another landmass parted by ocean. He hadn’t seen his cousin Mary-lee since he was nine year olds and to get an invite to her wedding was a surprise. The bigger surprise was that he sent her a reply that he was coming to the wedding with another by his side.
When the plane started to move, his hands tightly gripping the arms of his seat, he looked over to his left and he watched as Becker pulled a worn down book from his small bag on his lap. He wondered how anyone could be so calm and then realized the man next to him had likely been on many planes before this one. Taking a deep breath, he turned his head, closed his eyes and started tapping his left foot on the floor.
He jumped when a soft, gentle hand sat upon his shaking shoulder. He opened his eyes when a hand settled softly on his cheek and turned to face a slightly concerned Becker. His leg stopped moving when a hand slowly walked up it. He bit back a groan as two soft lips met his in a slow dance for dominance. Stopping once he looked around to see that the cabin lighting was dimmed with the other three passengers getting ready to rest not noticing what was going in the rest of the cabin. The hand on his cheek moved down his neck to his chest making small circles along the way. His own hands slowly roamed the body next him as his mouth opened, letting in a quick tongue. He then watched as Becker undid his seat belt, stand up, and then move to the back of the plane.
He didn’t know what to do. He wanted to be with Becker but his fear of getting hurt kept getting in the way of doing so. After some seconds flew by he gathered his courage he undid his own seat belt and slowly walked to where he last seen Becker. He stopped walking when the darkness of the cargo hold held him back. He then felt hands on his legs that made he fall forwards next to a warm body. He rolled to his side to place a hand on the nearest arm to him. He jumped when he felt a hand run down his side and a tongue run down his neck in a slow wavy monition. His free hand made its way to soft button down shirt that his hand slowly opened one button at a time. The monition of the chest beneath his hand clamed him down. He then was suddenly flipped to his back where two hands slowly roamed his body and went after the buttons on his coat and shirt. Two soft lips landed gentle on his, nipping on his bottom lip slowly making its way around to his top lip. A short moan slipped by his lips when a hand slid down his chest and settled onto his stomach right above his belt. A pair a warm lips covered his as his hands rose to sit on the shoulders above him pulling the body closer to his own .
His comfort grew as hands and lips went about his body. He started to doze off when he felt his companion settle next to him. His last thought before he fell asleep was this was the best way to fly and he should fly more often.