Mar 16, 2011 22:49
Lester lay with his head pressed into the bed and whimpered.
As soon as the sound escaped his lips the cause of it stopped and a hand smacked him sharply across the arse.
“I told you to keep quiet,” Ryan said, his voice heavy with authority, “or I will stop. Do you understand me?”
Lester nodded and didn’t make another sound.
Ryan’s fingers spread James’ arse again and he resumed his ministrations; licking and probing, pushing his tongue in as far as he could, until his boss was writhing beneath him, bucking, shuddering and gasping his release into the pillow.
primeval,
rimming,
james lester,
lester/ryan,
captain tom ryan,
slash,
smut,
fanfic,
drabble