Guilty of Dust and Sin by marag

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Title: Guilty of Dust and Sin
Author: marag
Genre: General/Angst/First time
Rating: PG13
Summary: "Given a sleeping tiger, Jack would always be the first to poke it with a big stick to see what happened."
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Beautiful-written story about the aftermath of Cyberwoman and how Ianto changed and acted like a zombie doing his duties, and Jack wanting to help him. It doesn't have sex, but it's a first time fic, as in a get-together.
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He didn't care anymore. Now that the hate and anger had dissipated, Ianto hadn't found anything to replace them.

He came to the Hub, fed the pterodactyl, made coffee, cleaned up, filed artifacts, kept track of the corpses, and all of it without the slightest expression. Hell, the last time he'd shown an actual emotion (other than tormenting Jack, of course) was when Tosh was nearly killed by her girlfriend.

Late one night, after everyone else had gone home, Jack leaned on the railing and watched Ianto walk from desk to desk in his normal rounds, acting more like a robot than a man. Of course, Jack admitted to himself, that didn't make him any less good-looking.

Distraction by melina123

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Title: Distraction
Author: melina123
Genre: Smut/First time
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jack thinks he knows what Ianto needs.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, ~5000 words
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This is a first time fic taking place after episode 1 (I think O_O). Ianto is alone drinking in the pub, angsting, and then who decides to show up but Jack? :D Great smut and characterization~!
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"Well, fancy meeting you here."

Ianto nearly jumped as the captain slid onto the barstool next to him. "Captain!" He was suddenly, irrationally worried that his thoughts would betray him, that Harkness would know that he'd just been thinking about Lisa. "What're you -- I mean -- "

"Oh, just looking for a new place to have a pint." He smiled, and Ianto couldn't help but return it. Harkness looked like he always did, like he had an hour ago when Ianto had last seen him -- a relaxed exterior wrapped around a certain unnamable intensity. Friendly, but unrevealing. And, as ever, projecting charisma and sex appeal like they were going out of style.