Title: But It's better if you do!
Chapter Title: But it's star Gate tonight!
Author: Desperate For Attention
Beta Reader: Kazuki Landen
For: Whoever wants to read my crap
Fandom: Primeval
Pairing: Stephen Hart and Connor Temple
Warning: Real bad spelling, and poor Grammar.
Title song: N.A
Disclaimer: All Character mentioned in this fic are sold property of Adrian Hodges and Tim Haines I can only dream of being the original owner. Nor do I own any of the songs mentioned throughout the fic.
Summary: but the mention of Connor's name just had the word's "yeah I'll come" pouring away from his mouth to which he inwardly cursed.

But it's Star Gate tonight!

Stephen sighed, draping his hand over his face the minute he walked through the doors and into his clean spacious apartment; his head was ringing with alarm bells from the first step inside.

He couldn't possibly be thinking of Connor like that, he was a ladies' man, not a man's man – especially not Connor's man. But he had to admit there was a faint attractiveness about Connor that just invited people in.

The statement he had whispered in Connor's ear was nothing more than a joke, Connor knew that, he knew that, so why all of a sudden did he want it to be true, for Connor to react in some sort of way that would be extremely out of character.

The phone rang, bringing him back from his thoughts. He slid his hands away from the sides of his face and snatched the phone from the table, sighing before pressing to his ear. No one spoke for a few seconds and he considered just hanging up and forgetting it had happened, stepping into the shower to wash away his thoughts before crawling into bed and sleeping it off like some sort of bad dream. But instead the caller finally spoke, "Stephen, its Abby. I was wondering if you were up for going out for a drink with me and Connor? Nick and Jenny are coming." Abby's soft voice mumbled into his ear.

Stephen didn't initially want to go, he just wanted to wash and sleep – simple, normal things – but the mention of Connor's name just had the words "Yeah, I'll be there," pouring from his mouth as he inwardly cursed.

"Great, meet us at The Half Moon Pub in an hour." Even when he couldn't see her the tone she used indicated that a smile had been brought to her face, before the phone went dead and Stephen again took his position on the sofa.

(-X-)

"Who was that?" Connor asked as he stepped into the room, Abby spun on her heels and looked him up and down. Connor didn't take any notice of what she was wearing nor did he really care. Abby wasn't a candidate for his love interest any more – he no longer viewed her sexually, as she had become more of a friend to him. The closer they became the faster Connor realised that he just didn't fancy Abby the way that he had thought at first glance, she was more like the sister he never had.

"Oh, just Stephen he's going to be joining us at the pub. You're not seriously going to wear that are you, Con?" Abby laughed when her eyes once again skipped across his clothed body – baggy, plain black combat trousers, thick loose metallic chain hanging from his hips, tight black shirt decorated in a silver skull clinging to his chest; his hair had been brushed back and was still damp, and his long black coat draped over his shoulders. Connor looked himself up and down again before nodding his head, his cheeks flushed a soft pink.

"Yeah, well I don't think I'm actually going to go, you know it's not really my thing and Stargate's on tonight… Abby, please." Connor mumbled clapping his hands together, as if almost in prayer.

Abby sighed placing her hands on her hips and biting her lower lip. Connor had moved away from all of the sexual tension between them, while Abby had moved closer, her own feelings for the geeky scientist had begun to grow. Though Connor loved her, it was as a friend, not as a lover.

"No, Connor, come on, we barely ever go out and it was your idea in the first place. Remember you used to always ask me out for a drink, then when I finally do say yes you just want to stay in here and watch Stargate? There are better things to do with your time; Con. Jenny, Nick and Stephen are going to be there too." Abby smiled when Connor's face once again fell into a dramatic plea to stay behind. He didn't mind going, he'd been rather looking forward to the event but earlier incidents involving a certain member of the team had washed away the excitement.

"Uh, fine." Connor sighed placing his hands into his pockets and kicking the air with his feet. "It's an important episode tonight as well. Fine, fine I'm going." He laughed when Abby huffed, snatching his bag from the table and slipping on his converse. Abby smiled, pulling on her jacket, and holding the door open when Connor left, then following after him and locking the door.

(-X-)

"So does anyone have any idea why we're here?" Stephen sighed, placing his pint against the table and shrugging off his jacket. Nick's lips quirked into a small smile and Jenny shrugged, sipping at the tall glass of white wine. He leant back and sighed the low drum of music played against his ears and an almost frown pulled down at his mouth.

"Well Connor and Abby arranged the whole thing, has nothing to do with me or Jenny." Nick mumbled one of his arms laid against the table, folded close to his chest, the other flat against the onyx surface, his fingers curled around the tall frosty pint of bitter. "What made you come anyway? What happened to having an early night? Something Abby say change that determined mind of yours?" Nick laughed lightly causing Stephen to gaze at him quizzically before turning his attention to the bar door catching Connor holding the door for Abby. "Talking of Sid and Nancy," Nick muttered, his eyes taking a side glance to Stephen who suddenly had a smile against his face.

(-X-)

"Here we go." Connor grinned when he placed the fresh round of drinks onto the table. Stephen smiled, keeping his gaze against Connor, as he had done all night. Connor was starting to become embarrassed over the attention, nervous with just how out of character Stephen was becoming towards him.

Nick took the drink from the tray, thanking Connor. They sat talking gently amongst themselves, never about work; they didn't go out to speak about what they had been doing with their time during the day, they spoke of Jenny and Nicks' new relationship and programs they had watched on the TV recently, rather than pre-historic monsters and the new technical equipment the ARC had purchased.

"Well that's it for me; I'm going to head back." Connor smiled, snapping the empty bottle to the table and grabbing his coat.

"See you in the morning Connor, Abby you staying for a while? Come on, I'll buy you another drink." Jenny smiled when Abby nodded her head and watched Connor move out the way to let her pass. "Stephen do you want another one?" She asked, tugging the creases out of her shirt her mouth pulled into a curious smile. Stephen jumped lightly taking his eyes from Connor and shaking his head in a no.

"I'm going to head off as well." Stephen mumbled shrugging his jacket on and standing at Connor's side. "Don't mind if I walk your way, right?" He smirked in amusement when Connor flushed and nodded his head embarrassedly. Stephen decided there and then that he wanted Connor more than he should have. Connor was the prey and Stephen the hunter, and he always got what he wanted.

"Stephen..." Connor started but stopped when Stephen began to speak.

"Connor..." They both mumbled together as they stepped out of the bar and into the cold night air. Connor's heated cheeks cooled down and a small smile snaked against his face, Stephen smiled back. "Sorry. You go first." He added, zipping up the front of his jacket and stuffing his hands amongst his pockets. The smile slipped away from his face to be replaced by the normal almost dull look. "You go first."

"Stephen, I like you, you're my mate, you know? And you put up with my constant mumbling even when you don't care but..." Connor froze, his eyes pulled open when Stephen mouth pushed against his in a soft kiss, the hand Stephen had shoved into his pocket moved to grip of the back of the younger mans neck, his tongue pushing its way through Connor's sealed lips. The kiss was rushed and filled with a deep need that even Stephen himself didn't know he possessed. Connor stood there for a moment, his mind rattling with different thoughts – how nice Stephen felt against him, the taste of his mouth, the forceful nature he showed under the dim lamp lights…

Connors eyes finally fell closed and his hand too wrapped to the back of Stephen's neck, forcing the man's lips harder against his own, the warmth that flooded his body causing him to shudder.

He pulled away, his eyes half lidded, along with Stephen's, before his lips once against forced themselves against the lab techs'. "But…"

Stephen smirked; when they pulled away again a few pedestrians cast glances in their direction.

"But, I have to go." Connor flushed pink again, taking his hand from Stephen's neck and moving away from the older man, his gaze dropped to the concrete floor. His hands fell straight into his pockets and a small smile pulled into the corners of his mouth. "I'll, eh, see you in the morning," he added, a soft smile against his features.

Stephen couldn't help but smile too, his own hands falling into his pockets, as he turned on his heels and strode in the opposite direction.