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Rec: Hadopelagic by basingstoke
Title: Hadopelagic
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basingstoke
Genre: Romance, Humor, Mission-fic
Rating: NC17
Summary: In which an alien invasion is thwarted by a low-cut top.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, 4725 words
Warnings: None really. Smut? :D
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This is one of those fics where Ianto needs to dress up for a mission, and boy does he look hot in this one. :D And haha poor Ianto, Jack needs him for bait for the horny aliens to lay eggs on him! :D (And I really loved the scene where they dance in the club and the kissing and the sex, it was hot!)
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Author:
basingstokeGenre: Romance, Humor, Mission-fic
Rating: NC17
Summary: In which an alien invasion is thwarted by a low-cut top.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, 4725 words
Warnings: None really. Smut? :D
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This is one of those fics where Ianto needs to dress up for a mission, and boy does he look hot in this one. :D And haha poor Ianto, Jack needs him for bait for the horny aliens to lay eggs on him! :D (And I really loved the scene where they dance in the club and the kissing and the sex, it was hot!)
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"Eggs," Ianto said, just to be sure.
"Yes," Jack said.
"You want them to lay eggs in me."
"No!" Jack threw a shirt at him. There was an enormous Queen Anne wardrobe hidden in a packing crate on the ninth level of the Hub, containing a startling variety of clothing, both male and female. Jack and Ianto were alone, the rest of the team preparing for the hunt upstairs. "I want them to *try* to lay eggs in you," Jack said.
Ianto did not catch the shirt. He left his arms firmly crossed over his chest. "I don't want to be ravished by aliens, sir." He knew he was going to go--he had yet to say no to Jack--but really, eggs?
"I'll stop them before it gets past heavy petting. Promise." Jack looked over his shoulder again, grinning. His smile dimmed when he saw Ianto's face. "It's probably the least dangerous thing I've ever asked any of you to do," Jack said soberly. Ianto nodded, showing his acquiescence.
"Yes," Jack said.
"You want them to lay eggs in me."
"No!" Jack threw a shirt at him. There was an enormous Queen Anne wardrobe hidden in a packing crate on the ninth level of the Hub, containing a startling variety of clothing, both male and female. Jack and Ianto were alone, the rest of the team preparing for the hunt upstairs. "I want them to *try* to lay eggs in you," Jack said.
Ianto did not catch the shirt. He left his arms firmly crossed over his chest. "I don't want to be ravished by aliens, sir." He knew he was going to go--he had yet to say no to Jack--but really, eggs?
"I'll stop them before it gets past heavy petting. Promise." Jack looked over his shoulder again, grinning. His smile dimmed when he saw Ianto's face. "It's probably the least dangerous thing I've ever asked any of you to do," Jack said soberly. Ianto nodded, showing his acquiescence.