REC: ME AND MR. JONES by LADY_SB
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Title: Me and Mr. Jones
Author:
lady_sb
Genre: AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Drama, Romance, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Other/Implied Pairings: Ianto/Lisa, Jack/Gwen, Doctor/Rose, Rhys/Gwen, Jack/OCs, implied past John/Ianto
Summary: What begins as a fleeting look at a wedding between Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones soon develops into a deep friendship that neither expects. However, Ianto is happily married and Jack is in the midst of planning his own wedding. How will they both cope when feelings start to stir?
Status: Work In Progress
Length: Multi-chapter / 12 TOTAL
Word Count: TBC
Warnings: Het., Violence
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Usually, I try to avoid character cheating fics (unless I'm in a vindictive mood), but this fic has a twist in the sense that it's Jack and Ianto that cheat with each other on their fiancée/wife, so I'm all for it!
...
... Guess that makes me a hypocrite, but...! BUT...! It's JANTO!! And though I don't really have anything against Lisa, I DO dislike Gwen, so... *shrugs and grins*
~*~*~*~*~
EXCERPT:
Ianto Jones hated weddings... he... was gradually inching away from another hopeful young thing... when a distinctively dirty laugh from halfway across the room caught his attention.
Ianto never really noticed other men but it was hard to ignore this one. If his height and the confident swagger in his shoulders didn't set him apart, the American accent did. He was handsome... no doubt, but it was his eyes that Ianto noticed the most. Even from where he was standing, Ianto could see how startlingly blue they were.
And suddenly those blue eyes met his and it was all Ianto could do not to drop his drink and avert his gaze... Even though he was deeply embarrassed... tipped his glass in the other man’s direction and... allowed himself a smile of quiet satisfaction when he felt the American’s gaze bore into the back of his head.
Now if he could only stop his heart from pounding like a jackhammer. Fuck.
~*~*~*~*~
R/C: Chapter links at the bottom; link to “Prologue” can be acquired either by clicking on the title at the top or the link at the bottom *points below*. You can also view the next chapter by clicking on the link at the end of the current chapter...
Author:
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Genre: AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Drama, Romance, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Other/Implied Pairings: Ianto/Lisa, Jack/Gwen, Doctor/Rose, Rhys/Gwen, Jack/OCs, implied past John/Ianto
Summary: What begins as a fleeting look at a wedding between Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones soon develops into a deep friendship that neither expects. However, Ianto is happily married and Jack is in the midst of planning his own wedding. How will they both cope when feelings start to stir?
Status: Work In Progress
Length: Multi-chapter / 12 TOTAL
Word Count: TBC
Warnings: Het., Violence
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Usually, I try to avoid character cheating fics (unless I'm in a vindictive mood), but this fic has a twist in the sense that it's Jack and Ianto that cheat with each other on their fiancée/wife, so I'm all for it!
...
... Guess that makes me a hypocrite, but...! BUT...! It's JANTO!! And though I don't really have anything against Lisa, I DO dislike Gwen, so... *shrugs and grins*
~*~*~*~*~
EXCERPT:
Ianto Jones hated weddings... he... was gradually inching away from another hopeful young thing... when a distinctively dirty laugh from halfway across the room caught his attention.
Ianto never really noticed other men but it was hard to ignore this one. If his height and the confident swagger in his shoulders didn't set him apart, the American accent did. He was handsome... no doubt, but it was his eyes that Ianto noticed the most. Even from where he was standing, Ianto could see how startlingly blue they were.
And suddenly those blue eyes met his and it was all Ianto could do not to drop his drink and avert his gaze... Even though he was deeply embarrassed... tipped his glass in the other man’s direction and... allowed himself a smile of quiet satisfaction when he felt the American’s gaze bore into the back of his head.
Now if he could only stop his heart from pounding like a jackhammer. Fuck.
~*~*~*~*~
R/C: Chapter links at the bottom; link to “Prologue” can be acquired either by clicking on the title at the top or the link at the bottom *points below*. You can also view the next chapter by clicking on the link at the end of the current chapter...
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | ...
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Date: 2009-07-24 05:02 pm (UTC)