Oh dear... Characters: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones Rating: R for their opening position; probably less later on Trigger Warnings: None so far Location: Cottage 3W, Wonunican Valley Day and Time: Wednesday 22 June, c. 9.00 am Status: Open to anyone who wants to knock on their door, or join them once they've made it outside.
Jack woke slowly from a deep sleep, with Ianto in his arms, spooned in front of him. A very nice way to wake up. He’d moaned appreciatively and gently thrust his morning hard-on against Ianto’s gorgeous ass before he realised he didn’t remember going to bed with Ianto the night before.
Then he realised that the bed and the sheets didn’t feel like either his own bed or Ianto’s, and he opened his eyes with some trepidation, his heart beating fast against Ianto’s back.
They were in a room he’d never seen before. A dinky little room, with whitewashed walls and shutters at the window through which was shining bright morning sunlight. Ground floor, from the angle of it. The furniture looked like antique oak and the bedspread was a calm blue. A vase of red roses stood on the chest of drawers and through the open shutters he could see more roses framing the window.
Jack frowned, his heart beating even faster, and began to rub his hand up and down Ianto’s arm to wake him up. “Ianto, wake up,” he whispered. “Something's happened.”