Mad Joe's Obsession 1/13
Title: Mad Joe's Obsession 1/13
Author: aunteeneenah
Rating: M
Pairings: Connor/Lester/Becker
Spoilers: none
Warnings: Violent non-con and torture
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters mentioned herein. I'm not in this to make money cuz if I were, I'd make crap-all at it.
Wordcount: 697
Summary: Someone wants Connor in the worse possible way
Author Notes First of all, thank you to fififolle who has read this through so many times, she's memorized it and also for letting me borrow Mad Joe and Peter from her fic "Front Door Key" and if you haven't read this, why not? It's amazing and will give you insight into Mad Joe. Also, thanks to Fredbassett for letting me borrow Lyle and Ditzy and to Jooles34 for letting me play in her Lester/Connor/Becker sandbox, sorry, I seem to have knocked down your sand castle. If I start naming all those who have inspired me, we'll be here all day and I'll miss someone so just go look at the list of authors, most, if not all, of you have inspired me in one way or another. Thank you. Oh, almost forgot, Dr. Heather Kessler is a character from "CSI" and knows a thing or twelve about the dom_sub culture.
Chapter 1/?
Joe Park was bored. He glanced over at the young man struggling to put his clothes back on, his bruised and battered body moving slowly. As he watched him, Joe thought of another night a few years back. He’d been at Dante’s and had been watching another young man for quite some time, dark hair and eyes, a lithe, supple body ripe for the picking but he’d been denied his prize by someone who, while enjoyable, had been strong, hadn’t broken as he liked. He found out later that the man, who called himself Jacob, and the one he’d wanted ended up together and that hadn’t set well with Joe. He did some investigation and put names with the faces, Tom Ryan, not Jacob then, and … Connor Temple. He still wanted Connor Temple and didn’t much give a damn what it would take but he would have him and he had a plan.
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Connor was sick of it! The ADD had been acting up all day and every time he thought he was close to finding the problem, something else went wrong. He was stuck under the equipment trying to piece it all together.
“Now that’s a view I could get used to.”
“It seems to me, Becker, that you should already be used to this view, although, it is rather … uplifting.”
Connor looked up to see Becker grinning and Lester smirking at him.
“Yeah, very funny, guys,” Connor snapped. “Sorry, don’t mean to be snarky but I think I’m going to be stuck here most of the night.”
The immediate responses from Becker and Lester were disappointment. They really didn’t want to go home and leave their young lover here at the ARC on his own but at the same time, the ADD was the most important piece of technology there, and his knowledge and familiarity with its various foibles was necessary if they were to stay in the business of protecting the public from the various beasties that periodically paid them a visit.
“I’ll stay with you,” said Becker.
“No, no, you go home with James. You’ve been planning this evening for two weeks and you know I have no interest in watching the Russian Ballet, go ahead, I’ll be fine,” Connor insisted. It never ceased to amaze him that Becker had developed quite a taste for the ballet, much to Lester’s enjoyment and Connor’s amusement. Who knew what other strange, twisted interests lay beneath that calm Action Man exterior.
“I think I have to agree with Becker. I really don’t want to leave you here on your own, and I have work I could do,” Lester interjected.
“Guys, I’m not a child. You know this could take all night, and if I get too tired, I’ll just catch a kip in the bunkroom.”
“All right, we’ll leave you to it, but come home as soon as possible, and if you are going to be all night, please call us,” Lester insisted.
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Mad Joe had been watching Connor Temple. As soon as he saw him, he felt the tightness in his groin and wanted, more than anything, to feel this man, to break him. Quiet questioning had given him the information he needed. Temple was no longer involved with Ryan, who was out of the picture, however, it was obvious there was someone, because he no longer trolled the gay bars which made this more difficult, but not impossible, because Mad Joe was nothing if not resourceful.
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Connor had just spent the last 3 hours working through the wiring and circuits of the ADD, his pride and joy, and was certain that he’d found and corrected the glitches that had plagued them for the last two days. He performed a test run, and the piece of equipment purred like a kitten. He looked at his watch and realised, if he hurried, he could still spend some “quality” time with Lester and Becker. He smiled and got hard just thinking about it.
With that thought in mind, he left the ARC, walked out to the parking lot, got into his car, and turned towards home.
He never made it.