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Tweak says, "Fezzes are cool!"

Ianto Jones (readystopwatch) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2016-05-02 13:54:00

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ianto jones, jack harkness, martha jones, sam winchester, spike

Day 374 | Action | Open
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[It's a boring dream by Torchwood standards, an interesting one of your work doesn't consist of a top secret science fiction bunker, complete with mysterious alien gadgets lying everywhere, incomprehensible computer programs running on most of the screens and a pteranodon nesting high up near the roof and occasionally squawking to herself.

As for Ianto he's not doing anything as exciting as his surroundings. He's just cleaning up at the end of the day, throwing away empty pizza boxes ordered under the name of Torchwood, washing coffee mugs, dusting off keyboards, putting away discarded firearms. Maybe he's dreaming about this because he organizes thing even in his sleep. Or maybe he just missed his old routine.]

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readystopwatch
2016-05-07 09:33 pm UTC (link)

He always comes undone with this, always finds it unbelievably hot. Maybe because it's their place, their thing, their dynamic, and that makes it special to him. Regardless it leaves him feelings undone, overwhelmed, like all that matters in the world is the two of them, right here, like this.

He shudders as he feels Jack come inside him, slumped over the desk and shivering with aftershocks of pleasure. God, he's missed this.

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foreverjack
2016-05-07 10:32 pm UTC (link)

It is their thing, in their place. He's had trysts galore with his team over the years, but none of them have been like this. Not on this desk, in this office, like this.

He leans down to press a long, warm kiss to Ianto's neck above the collar of his still-buttoned shirt, and smooths his hands down his sides, reassurance and praise. "You are amazing," he smiles, reaching for the wipes as he pulls out and cleans himself up briefly before tucking himself away.

Then he gets down on his knees behind Ianto, pressing a kiss to a warm cheek while he wipes away the come starting to seep out of his hole. "And you look amazing like this," he murmurs, reaching round to clean up Ianto's cock and the hand that had been stipping it. "Your hole all pink and open and used. Your come all over you, and my come inside you. Gorgeous."

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readystopwatch
2016-05-08 02:42 am UTC (link)

Ianto makes a faint murmur of approval and pleasure at Jack's words, at the touch of his hand and his mouth. It makes the aftermath of this feel so much more intimate and tender. Plus he's always liked the way Jack has with dirty talk.

"I love you." It's the first time he's said it here, and it feels important even if it is a dream. Like it needs to be spoken in this place, just once before the end.

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	foreverjack 2016-05-08 05:39 pm UTC (link)
	It is the first time he's said it here and the juxtaposition of that - their relationship as it is now and this place where when they were here they were, really, doing little more than just fucking - throws him for a moment. Then he chuckles, a little roughly, and stands up, reaching out a hand to Ianto to pull him up. "I love you too." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	readystopwatch 2016-05-08 07:48 pm UTC (link)
	It really brings home how much things have changed between them for the better. He accepts Jack's hand, pulling himself to his feet so he can cup his face with his hands and pull him in for a kiss, one that's different from every other they've shared here by virtue of those words alone. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	foreverjack 2016-05-09 07:02 am UTC (link)
	He meets the kiss more than halfway, full and warm and loving, his hands coming around Ianto to make it a hug as well as a kiss. Well, and so that one hand can skate down his back to his bare ass. He wouldn't be Jack if he didn't take advantage of Ianto's still half-dressed state. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	readystopwatch 2016-05-09 01:57 pm UTC (link)
	Ianto laughs as Jack gropes at him, ruining the kiss and not really caring too much. He's so predictable, but he loves that about him. And if the dream does start to fade this is how he wants that to happen; happy, smiling, here in his arms like this. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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