AN – This was written for a LJ Primeval prompt of "messy sex". How could I refuse? There will be three in total...

Lester was standing on the balcony surveying his kingdom when Connor walked into his line of vision. He stared at him in disbelief for a minute, his eyes narrowing into a scowl.

"Connor." he barked.

Connor turned with a start and looked up at his boss. With a flick of his head Lester summoned the boy to his office. Connor swallowed and headed upstairs.

Lester was standing by the door holding it open as Connor scurried through.

"Stand still and don't touch anything." Lester ordered, closing the door. Connor noticed the blinds were already drawn.

Connor stood and rung his hands nervously as Lester walked past him to lean against the front his desk, his arms folded across his chest.

"Explain."

"What?"

"You're filthy. Explain."

Connor looked down at himself. His hands, normally covered by gloves were now coated with a think layer of motor grease and oil. He was aware that there was also a fair amount on his clothes and from the looks he had got walking through the ARC was fairly sure there was a lot on his face and hair too.

"I got a bit messy working on the vehicles."

"And why is my technical expert playing around with our very expensive vehicles?"

"They were installing the new trackers. I was helping."

"Is anyone else that filthy?"

Connor shifted again. "I was on my way to clean up when you called me. I'll go now."

"No." Lester's voice was firm. "There's something else I need you to do first."

Connor's face twisted into a quizzical expression that quickly turned into something else entirely as he watched Lester push himself away from the desk. Lester removed his suit jacket and laid it carefully on the desk behind him. It was quickly joined by his tie and his shirt. Connor licked his lips as Lester leant back against the desk and unbuckled his belt, snapped open the clasp on his trousers and lowered the zip.

Connor stepped forward as Lester pulled his thick, already hard cock free of his boxers. Connor placed a hand onto Lester's chest and ran his grease covered fingers down the firm muscles. Lester hissed in a breath as he saw dark lines appear on his white skin. Connor raised his other hand and smoothed it flat onto Lester's chest, revelling in the way his slicked hand moved freely over the flesh, feeling the crinkle of the older man's chest hair under his fingers.

Unable to wait any longer Connor sank to his knees, leaving his hands playing over Lester's bare stomach. He flicked out his tongue to taste his lover before taking him into his mouth. Both men groaned together as the moist heat of Connor's mouth surrounded the hot flesh of Lester's cock.

Lester threaded a hand through Connor's grease covered hair while the other gripped tightly onto the desk behind him. He rocked his hips gently forward as Connor took him deeply in and out of his mouth, using his lips, teeth and tongue to take him quickly to the edge of ecstasy. He started to groan with disappointment when Connor suddenly took his mouth away; he had been so close.

But the groan soon turned to a moan of pleasure as Connor replaced his mouth with a hand. The grease on the boy's hand mingled with Connor's saliva creating the most delicious of sensations. After just a few slick, quick strokes Lester came with a shout into Connor's open, waiting mouth.

Lester grabbed Connor by the collar and hauled him to his feet, pulling him in for a kiss even as he tried to get his breath back. Stepping back from the kiss when breathing became an issue, Connor looked at Lester and grinned.

"You've got grease on your nose."

Lester tried and failed to keep a grin from his face. "I suppose we should go home and get us both showered then."