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teleen_fiction) wrote2009-10-28 03:16 am
teleen_fiction) wrote2009-10-28 03:16 am
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A Good Idea
Title: A Good Idea
Author: Teleen (teleen_fiction )
Rating: PG-13
Pairing Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: None
Category: M/M Slash, Fluff, Humour
Warnings: Language, Sexual References
Disclaimer: Torchwood belongs to RTD & the BBC. I make no money from this.
Word Count: ~150
Beta:frakkin_addict Thanks! :)
Summary: What else do Jack and Ianto get up to when they’re alone in the Hub?
Second in the Bedroom Games series.
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” Jack said, grunting with exertion.
“Are you telling me you aren’t having fun?” Ianto replied and shifted, just a bit, to get Jack’s attention.
A breath. “I didn’t say that.”
“The implication was there, sir.” He shifted again.
Jack moaned. “I take it back.”
“I thought you might.”
“Can you reach the-“
“Got it, sir.”
“Well, what does it say?”
Ianto told him.
“Oh, for the love of- I’ll never reach that.”
“Never say never, sir.”
“What do I get if I win again?”
Ianto told him.
Jack stretched and just made it.
“Your turn.” Jack told him, spinning.
His upside down eyes met Ianto’s. “Left hand green.”
“Fuck.”
“That’s the idea.”
Ianto stretched, missed and fell, knocking them both over.
“I win!” Jack crowed.
“Congratulations, sir. Now, where’s the lube?”
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Author: Teleen (
teleen_fiction )Rating: PG-13
Pairing Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: None
Category: M/M Slash, Fluff, Humour
Warnings: Language, Sexual References
Disclaimer: Torchwood belongs to RTD & the BBC. I make no money from this.
Word Count: ~150
Beta:
frakkin_addict Thanks! :)Summary: What else do Jack and Ianto get up to when they’re alone in the Hub?
Second in the Bedroom Games series.
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” Jack said, grunting with exertion.
“Are you telling me you aren’t having fun?” Ianto replied and shifted, just a bit, to get Jack’s attention.
A breath. “I didn’t say that.”
“The implication was there, sir.” He shifted again.
Jack moaned. “I take it back.”
“I thought you might.”
“Can you reach the-“
“Got it, sir.”
“Well, what does it say?”
Ianto told him.
“Oh, for the love of- I’ll never reach that.”
“Never say never, sir.”
“What do I get if I win again?”
Ianto told him.
Jack stretched and just made it.
“Your turn.” Jack told him, spinning.
His upside down eyes met Ianto’s. “Left hand green.”
“Fuck.”
“That’s the idea.”
Ianto stretched, missed and fell, knocking them both over.
“I win!” Jack crowed.
“Congratulations, sir. Now, where’s the lube?”
.
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