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Shannon Rutherford (ballerinadreams) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-30 15:52:00

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!complete, day 09, ianto jones, jack harkness, location: museum, shannon rutherford

Day Nine - Morning
Who: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, and Shannon Rutherford
What: Waking up
When: Early morning
Where: the museum
Rating: NSFW
Status: Complete

In spite of the fact that the days were getting warmer, the nights were still bitter cold. Well, at least to a girl born and raised in California. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, wedging herself between Jack and Ianto to keep warm the previous night. Especially with Jack's coat, which, in spite of herself, Shannon was beginning to envy.

Shannon wasn't ungrateful for the favor they'd paid her; not by a long shot. They'd let her impose on them because the idea of sleeping in Sam's arms for another night knowing that it was more for her than it was for him was, to say the least, unappealing. It wasn't like she'd meant to put them out, or anything, but she hadn't really thought about it before asking Ianto if she could. So, the fact that they'd been good sports about it when they could've just told her no or pressed for a reason why...well, she appreciated it.

The thing was...the sun was up again and it was fucking hot laying between the two of them, now. So hot, in fact, that she had been awakened from a perfectly good dream about Sayid - and some ropes on a Saturday night - by her discomfort even though she was still exhausted and wanted to go back to sleep. No way was she giving up that easily. She wanted to fall back into that dream, dammit.

Shannon groaned and furrowed her brow, keeping her eyes closed and wiggling slightly against Ianto's back - and, for that matter, Jack's front - trying to find a fresh, cool spot on their makeshift bed without waking either of them. There was nowhere to move, though. "Noooo," she whined quietly, trying to trick herself into falling back asleep. It wasn't hot, it was comfortable. It wasn't light out; that was just her imagination. All of the pretending, however, was to no avail, so she shifted again, trying to free her arm from where it was stuck - asleep, dammit - underneath her own weight, being careful not to elbow Jack in the stomach or punch Ianto in the kidney in the process.

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madeinwales
2009-06-01 03:20 pm UTC (link)

By then, Ianto had propped himself up on an elbow to better see the both of his bedmates. His eyebrows shot up, amused, and he shrugged as best as he could in the position he was currently in. "I thought you were having a nightmare and needed some soothing." Nevermind that he originally thought it was Jack behind him.

And Jack, when it came to naughty fun times, was ever serious. Ianto, though, didn't give a thing away and just smiled in a smug sort of way. At Jack's grin, Ianto heaved a sigh and snuggled closer to the both of them and put his head down. "Wake me when you two are done. I'm going back to sleep."

Of course he was only playing at sleep, but a silly morning seemed like a lovely thing right now.

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capt_harkness
2009-06-01 08:37 pm UTC (link)

Jack was, however, playing it cool. And if Ianto could read anything into his expression it was through being together for as long as they had. Jack's face was entirely serious and, perhaps there was a part of him that wasn't kidding with the threesome comments. "Kidding?" he asked, lifting his eyebrows practically to his hairline. "Ianto knows I don't kid."

Yes, Jack and Ianto were a thing. A couple if they wanted to actually term it something. But there were still certain understandings between them -- ones that allowed things like this. HOwever, it was going to be far more fun if Ianto actually participated.

Reaching over Shannon, Jack brushed his knuckles across Ianto's cheek. "C'mon, you're not going back to sleep now," he chided gently. "What sort of a host goes back to sleep?"

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ballerinadreams
2009-06-01 08:46 pm UTC (link)

Shannon gave Ianto another smirk and rolled her eyes playfully. "That's an interesting way to soothe a nightmare...grabbing at tits," she replied casually. "I'll have to keep that in mind in the future; does it also work for men?" she teased. In spite of herself and much to her horror, she blushed as a mental picture of brushing her hand back against Sam's groin should he ever have a nightmare cropped up in her mind. Yeaaaaaaaaaaah right, she thought to herself.

When Jack said he wasn't kidding, Shannon wasn't entirely sure how to take the comment. Especially when Ianto compounded it by telling them to wake him when they were finished. Jack reached over her to touch Ianto's face and Shannon found herself a little jealous in spite of the silliness of the situation at hand. Sayid had been the only one ever in her life to touch her the way Jack just touched Ianto and it made her miss him a little.

So, maybe...they were calling her bluff. Well. Shannon wasn't one to give when there was a challenge in place, that was for sure. Giving in showed weakness and whether it was true or not that she was weak was not an option in Shannon's book. Hadn't been since the crash and wouldn't be until she was home again. If, that was, she ever got home. "Okay," she chirped and moved her hand back to Jack. She was calling his bluff, now. She made no move toward Ianto again, because she still couldn't entirely get a read on the guy, however nice and easy going he seemed to be.

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madeinwales
2009-06-01 09:01 pm UTC (link)

"It isn't squeezing tits when it's on a man, no matter how developed his pectorals. And while it's really not a compliment to you, I did think you were Jack at first. And for the record, it's an excellent way to derail nightmares. Though sometimes they turn into wet dreams." At the light touch to his cheek, Ianto's eyes opened and he smiled at the both of them.

"He's right. He doesn't kid. Not about sex. I don't blame him. It's a very enjoyable activity." With that, Ianto draped an arm over the both of them and wriggled a bit so that he was smushing Shannon between them. "If you massage his balls while you grope, you'll have him purring in the palm of your hand." Really, he should have been a lot nicer with this, but Shannon's expression was just too funny. It was fun to push buttons. Especially when they led towards interesting things.

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