All Tied Up (Primeval Drabble)

[eisht]

{Note: For those waiting on updates for my J2 verses, rest assured I am still working on them (and my Big Bang). They are just kicking my ass at the moment. As for Primeval, well I've been lurking for some time and I really do owe a contribution. This little snippet of Matt/Becker wanted to be written and I thought a drabble would be a good idea. So, this is me dipping a very tentative toe into the water. It was a surprisingly quick write considering the whole exactly 100 words thing which tends to scare the crap out of me.}

Summary: Drabble. Becker is in a predicament. Matt isn't rushing to release him.
Pairings: None unless you squint, then Matt/Becker
Rating: All readers
Warnings: none
Wordcount: 100
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me, the show doesn't belong to me and as far as I am aware none of this happened.

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Guns were useless right now. Becker was trussed securely and starting to panic. Skin chafed as he struggled, until pinpricks of blood bubbled wet and warm against unforgiving bonds. He wheezed as his lungs fought the constriction of his chest.

Matt chuckled, “Stop struggling, y’idiot.”

“Easy for you to say. Hurry up,” snapped Becker.

Matt teased him with a glimpse of a spray bottle, “Well now, I was going to help, but you look so pretty all tied up.”

“Matt …,” growled Becker.

“Okay, okay!” Matt squirted weed killer liberally.

Becker sighed. Give him future predators over future triffids any day.

~~end~~

Comments

[fififolle]

Future triffids! Eek!
That was brilliant.
I like your small toe very much. Whole feet and even legs would be welcome as well! :)

[anniespinkhouse.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I'm not sure where those triffids hide on that dusty earth surface but that will be how they caught Becker unawares ;)
I have a bunch of other fic on the go at the moment but I am definitely cooking some Primeval ideas in my evil mind, so it's great if you like the idea too :)