purple_alicorn (purple_alicorn) wrote in ironman7, @ 2007-09-02 20:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | purple_alicorn, torchwood, week 2: prompt 2 |
Torchwood (Tosh/Gwen, Jack/Ianto explicit) [week 2 - prompt 2]
Title: The Aliens made us do it
Author:purple_alicorn
Rating: FR 21
Warnings: slash, femslash
Word Count: 1340
Author's Notes: I knew that I had to do Torchwood in Smut week. After all, this is one show where “The aliens made us have sex” is canon! (Mwfanwy is the name given by the cast and crew to the pterodactyl.)
When it was over and they had examined the chain of events, they all agreed it was Owen’s fault. Well all of them expect Owen that was. He blamed Myfanwy, but no-one listened to him.
It had been a slow day at Torchwood, with no aliens of any sort roaming around Cardiff, so finally they had some time to examine the various artefacts they had collected. Jack and Gwen were examining the various weapons they had collected. Tosh was engaged in something technical while Owen had decided to examine exactly how the aphrodisiacal spray worked. Ianto was cleaning up the various messes left by the other members.
As five o’clock rolled around, Owen decided that he had had enough. He couldn’t get anything more done until his current experiment had finished running. Besides, he had a date that night. Leaving the experiment running on his desk, he stood to go.
“Well I’m off, got a hot date tonight. Gwen you coming? I know the rest of you won’t be.”
“Got to finish up here, besides Rhys is out of town tonight.”
“Before you go, remember, it’s your turn to feed Myfanwy tonight.”
Grumbling Owen prepared the pterodactyl’s food and left it out in an appropriate place. Mumbling to himself as he roughly gathered up his stuff, he failed to notice that his movements caused two of his test tubes tilt over, needing just a gust of wind to fall, shatter and mix their contents.
“See you later. And just remember that later tonight I’ll be engaging in mindblowing sex, while you’ll all still be here, working.” With those words, Owen left the others working. As he exited the building he noticed the pterodactyl come flying in. Myfanwy, came powering into the main room, the beats of her wings causing a low level gust in the room. This was enough to push over the test tubes and cause their content’s to mix.
The resulting mixture was a short-lived gaseous, concentrated, mutated form of the original mixture. Formulated to act in a two-fold manner it both increased sexual desire while lowering inhibitions, working in such a subtle manner that even the most sophisticated drug countermeasures could not foil its effects on those who inhaled it. While only active in the air for about 10 minutes, once inhaled the effects lasted for hours. The efficient air-circulation system distributed the mixture within the base, infecting all four member of Torchwood three currently in residence.
Jack shifted as he examined the weapon in front of him. It was getting hot inside the station. Feeling warm, he removed his coat and rolled up his sleeves, noticing in passing that Ianto had loosened his tie. The girls took longer to feel the effects, but soon, they too were rolling up sleeves and trying to make themselves feel less hot.
As the pheromones continued to do their insidious job, Torchwood began to acknowledge the stirrings of arousal they felt. Ianto, having cleaned up the main room, moved to continue upstairs. Jack and Gwen both left their task, Jack retreating to his office still absently fondling the knife he had been examining, while Gwen moved over to Tosh.
As Tosh worked on the computer, she absently shifted and rotated her head side to side to release the tension that arose from long hours on the computer. Gwen, noticing her distress, moved up behind her and started to massage her shoulders. Tosh stopped working, leaning back into the massage.
“Oh that feels nice, you can keep doing that for as long as you want.”
“You know, I could do a better job on bare skin, rather than through a top.”
Seeing that the boys weren’t around Tosh quickly removed her top, leaving her in just a bra. Gwen continued her massage, rubbing around the back, before moving her hands further down Tosh’s front, finally slipping into her bra and thumbing Tosh’s nipples. As Gwen’s finger’s made contact, Tosh gasped in pleasure, leaning back into the sensation. As her brain started to overload, she had enough presence of mind to say “not here, the couch”.
Regretfully Gwen stopped her massage and they began to move over there, a process that was hindered by the kisses they kept exchanging. While their mouths were occupied, their hands were busy removed each other’s clothing, so when they both tumbled onto the couch they were full naked.
As Tosh landed on top of Gwen she raised her mouth from Gwen’s and started to lick and nip at Gwen’s nipples, which soon became peaked from the attention, while her hands moved lower down and started to play with both her own and Gwen’s clits. Gwen began moaning and writhing pleasingly beneath Tosh, and soon Tosh felt Gwen stiffen as her climax hit.
Swinging around so her mouth was positioned over Gwen’s pussy, she started to lick, nibble and suck at the clit that was positioned in front of her face, while feeling Gwen do the same to her Together they brought each other to screaming completion, before collapsing, temporarily satiated.
Up in the office, Jack had removed his shirt and was contemplating stripping down further, as Ianto entered the room. He could see that Ianto was flushed and sweating, but still fully dressed.
“Is something wrong with the air-conditioning Ianto? You look a little flushed.”
“No sir, it’s working fine. I’m just feeling a little hot”
“Then why don’t you remove some of those layers, it can’t be comfortable for you.”
“That wouldn’t be professional sir.”
Jack looked Ianto up and down, and noticed the erection, he was sporting. As Ianto turned to pick up some rubbish, Jack stood and moved behind the other man. Before Ianto could react, he pulled him back against him, one arm pinning Ianto to his chest while the other moved down to rub against Ianto’s groin.
As Ianto gasped, he spun them around, and pressed his lips to Ianto’s all the while moving his hand. As he backed them up until Ianto was pressed against the desk, he used his free hand to find the knife he had brought up earlier. As he finally released the kiss, Jack used the knife to slice open Ianto’s pants, releasing his trapped cock.
Jack sank gracefully to his knees and gently blew against Ianto’s cock, causing him to moan. In one fluid movement Jack opened his mouth and took Ianto’s length into his mouth. Humming, Jack moved Ianto’s cock in and own of his mouth, while caressing his own cock. Above him Ianto was so far gone that he could only gasp and moan, all his strength used to hold himself up and all his attention focused what Jack was doing.
Jack could tell when Ianto was about to come, and deep throated him, while speeding up his hand on his own cock, causing his release. With a strangled cry, Ianto climaxed, slumping back against the desk, a cry which was echoed from below.
Jack pulled away, and standing, moved to the window to find the source of the cries. Even though he had just come, the sight of the two women on the couch, caused his cock to rise again. Ianto joined him at the window, and after seeing the sight below, exchanged glances with Jack. Opening the door they moved downstairs to join the girls below.
The rest of the night passed in a haze for the foursome, as the pheromones seemed to give them endless stamina. They tried all combinations: Jack with Gwen, while Tosh was with Ianto, Jack with Tosh while Gwen was with Ianto. The girls again while the boys watched and vice versa, Jack and Gwen and Tosh, Jack and Gwen and Ianto, Gwen and Ianto and Tosh, and all four together. Their stamina ran out when the pheromones did and when Owen came in the next morning, disappointed that his date slapped him and stormed off, it was to discover them, exhausted, sleeping in a messy, sticky pile, obviously having had far better time than he had had.