Author: Roguie/ SunSpecOps/ Danae Bowen
Fandom: Primeval
Pairing: Connor/Abby
Rating: T+
Summary: Abby's had a bad day; Connor helps her out.
Disclaimer: Primeval obviously doesn't belong to me; I just like to borrow the characters and mutate their inner voices; please don't sue, my house is small, my car is useless and my dogs are pains in the arse, but they're all I have.
A/N: Written for evenstar_estel - can't let a full moon day go by uncomforted. I have no chocolate to send, so accept this in the wake of sugary sweetness.
A/N2: Yeah, mistakes I'm sure abound as I wrote this on the fly. I'm sure y'all can lend a little bit of forgiveness this time.
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Abby groaned softly, resting her head back against the cushions on her sofa as she let the gentle sensations run through her. The stress of the day seemed to flow out of her as Connor's fingers deftly found the sensitive pressure points in the arch of her feet, each stroke of his thumb against the sensitive under pad sending a wave of relaxation to the very core of her being.
"'S good, Conn," she mumbled, her eyes closed, on the very brink of drifting off to sleep.
"'Course it is, love," She felt his lips press softly against the inside of her knee, and then curve into the cheeky grin that she had long since memorized. "But y'know, it could be *so* much better."
Her eyes shot open as his hands shifted from her feet, drifting up her legs, calloused fingers against warm, smooth flesh, followed quickly by heated breath passed between his soft lips. When his hot tongue slipped under the hem of her boy shorts, teasing the sensitive skin beneath with promise, her long fingers found hold in his dark hair and relaxation shifted to arousal, gentle sensation shifting to electric reaction. Her body came alive beneath his touch, and the grin she felt form against her thigh confirmed his very intimate knowledge of that fact.
Her voice, once soft and quiet was now rough with need. "Bedroom. Now."
His grin turned into a full on expression of cheeky confidence. "Yes, ma'am."
Later, as she listened to him snore, happily lost in whatever dreams came to him, Abby shook her head in the darkness, unable to stop her lips from curving upwards. It was amazing how a simple foot rub could really take away all the tension of a completely rubbish day.
In fact, she may put it on Connor's to do list for the foreseeable future. It couldn't hurt to take a tiny measure of pleasure out of whatever life offered.
~~~Fin