katekintail (katekintail) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-19 23:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: katekintail, kink: feather play, kink: oral sex, kink: threesome, kink: wanking (solo or mutual), remus/crossover character |
LMOM: Where, When, Why, Who & Howl Part 19
So I had a LOT more planned for this part, but my day was just too busy and I didn't have enough time to write proper Jack Harkness. Sorry.
Title: Where, When, Why, Who & Howl Part 19
Author: KateKintail
Rating: R to NC-17
Pairing: Jack/Remus/Ianto
Kinks: Hmm. See pairing.
Disclaimer: Not my characters or world. Just my creative juices. Please don’t sue. I don’t make a dime from this.
Summary: New Companions all around! Remus is in heat and in need of more things than sex…
Word Count for this part: 1,959
Notes: I’m in way over my head this year for pervy_werewolf’s Lusty Month of May. Any feedback you’ve got for me would be useful. Also, this is completely unbetaed, because of time constraints. Sorry!
Part 19
Where: Torchwood Three, Cardiff
When: 2008
“Your tea’s ready. One cream, three sugars.” Ianto Jones sat down on a cold metal floor beside Remus. They sat there, legs dangling over the edge, looking down at the main room of the Hub.
Accepting the tea, “How’d you know?”
Ianto shrugged. “When making tea is your job, you get to be pretty good at it.”
Remus could understand that, especially when comparing his technique yesterday with his skills now. It was surprising to think that Remus fancied shags at all any more. And yet…
Ianto rubbed Remus’ back in a slow, gentle circle. “I haven’t put anything in that tea except the cream and three sugars. I promise.”
Remus smiled and took a sip. It was bloody brilliant and then some. Scalding hot, too, but Remus didn’t care about that as he gulped it down.
“Hey, take it easy there.” The rubbing was a little stronger now. And there was a hand on Remus’ thigh. “S’got to last until Jack gets back.”
Remus swallowed his last mouthful. “Does it?” He placed his hand on Ianto’s and stroked it. “Does it really?”
Ianto nodded. “Sooner or later we’ll run out of cups or spoons… or sugar, especially the way you like it.”
“Hm.” Remus took another sip of the hot, strong, sweet tea. Then he nibbled the man’s ear, rubbing his nose against the dark sideburns. “I’ll need something to help slow me down, then.”
The man gasped and leaned away. “We really should wait for Jack. He told us to…”
“And you do everything he tells you, then?”
Shrugging, “Well, he is my boss.”
Remus grinned and reached over, loosening the man’s tie. The perfect Winsor knot gave slightly around the stiff, pressed collar. Remus pulled the end out from beneath the fine black suit and flashed briefly on the scene from yesterday. Sirius had taught him how best to deal with ties.”He is,” Remus agreed. “How does that work, exactly? Complicated?”
“Compartmentalized,” Ianto replied. “Able to separate the personal from the professional.”
“And this talk he and the Doctor are having now, which one of those two categories would that fall into?”
Ianto couldn’t answer. He stammered, “But don’t you want to wait for Jack? I mean… I’m just… and he’s… Jack, isn’t he? Everyone wants him. I saw that in your eyes when you first met him.”
Remus couldn’t deny that, either. “Well, when he gets back, he’s welcome to join in. I guarantee I’ll have enough stamina to handle you both.”
The hand on Remus’ back patted twice and Ianto took a deep breath. “All right then. Jack’s bedroom’s just over there.”
“Can’t wait.” Remus’ hand slid over to the man’s thigh, and then his crotch. He leaned forward and found those lips to be warm and soft, just waiting for his. There was a high-pitched, echoing squawk up above and Remus stopped snogging for just a second in order to look up.
“It’s a dinosaur,” Ianto told him. “Don’t be worried.”
“I’m not,” Remus replied. “I just met some dinosaurs about a week or so ago.”