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Can't Help Acting On... by Temaris (PG)
Fandom: PRIMEVAL
Pairing: Abby/Connor
Length: one shot
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
temaris
Author Website: temaris
Why this must be read:
There isn't enough Abby/Connor in the fandom, but what there is tends to be good, and this story is one of the good ones.temaris captures Abby and Connor's characters very well, reflecting the bantering give and take between them. There's snark and affection and the trading of quips, but the heart of the story is about the way that they rely on each other, and the way that they care about each other, whether there's a monster outside or not.
"I don't suppose --" He hesitated, taking a rare moment to put the brakes on his otherwise runaway mouth. But really, caves, near death experience, adrenaline pumping, the two of them, hiding in tight *tight* quarters -- he spared a moment to relish the feel of her shoulder against his, her hip wedged in close -- it was practically obligatory --
"You don't suppose *what*, exactly?" she asked, eyeing him dubiously.
"Oh, nothing, nothing." He fiddled with the anomaly detector. "It's still open."
"Good. I don't have to kill you yet, then."
"Right. Right. Um." He fiddled with it some more. "I'm pretty sure Cutter made it. You know. Back." He tried a smile, but didn't look up, just in case.
"He can join the queue when we get back."
"What queue--ow!" He rubbed his head where she'd just swatted him. It was not turning out to be a good day. If he'd had his hat, that wouldn't have hurt. Sadly, his hat was somewhere outside the cave. Or maybe it was waterlogged and half drowned in the shallow sea that they'd been skipping stones, okay, fine, *he'd* been skipping stones over when some trigger happy over-enthusiastic baryonyx had popped up out of nowhere and either decided they looked delicious as an aperitif, or had taken exception to getting beaned on the snout with a fifteen skip stone.
"I bet it could have gone further if it hadn't got in the way."
There was a faint thump. Somehow, even not looking at her he could see her eyes roll. "I bet the dinosaur could have gone further if I hadn't dragged you behind a rock, too."
Can't Help Acting On...
Pairing: Abby/Connor
Length: one shot
Author on LJ:
temarisAuthor Website: temaris
Why this must be read:
There isn't enough Abby/Connor in the fandom, but what there is tends to be good, and this story is one of the good ones.
temaris captures Abby and Connor's characters very well, reflecting the bantering give and take between them. There's snark and affection and the trading of quips, but the heart of the story is about the way that they rely on each other, and the way that they care about each other, whether there's a monster outside or not."I don't suppose --" He hesitated, taking a rare moment to put the brakes on his otherwise runaway mouth. But really, caves, near death experience, adrenaline pumping, the two of them, hiding in tight *tight* quarters -- he spared a moment to relish the feel of her shoulder against his, her hip wedged in close -- it was practically obligatory --
"You don't suppose *what*, exactly?" she asked, eyeing him dubiously.
"Oh, nothing, nothing." He fiddled with the anomaly detector. "It's still open."
"Good. I don't have to kill you yet, then."
"Right. Right. Um." He fiddled with it some more. "I'm pretty sure Cutter made it. You know. Back." He tried a smile, but didn't look up, just in case.
"He can join the queue when we get back."
"What queue--ow!" He rubbed his head where she'd just swatted him. It was not turning out to be a good day. If he'd had his hat, that wouldn't have hurt. Sadly, his hat was somewhere outside the cave. Or maybe it was waterlogged and half drowned in the shallow sea that they'd been skipping stones, okay, fine, *he'd* been skipping stones over when some trigger happy over-enthusiastic baryonyx had popped up out of nowhere and either decided they looked delicious as an aperitif, or had taken exception to getting beaned on the snout with a fifteen skip stone.
"I bet it could have gone further if it hadn't got in the way."
There was a faint thump. Somehow, even not looking at her he could see her eyes roll. "I bet the dinosaur could have gone further if I hadn't dragged you behind a rock, too."
Can't Help Acting On...