REC: YOU WOULDN’T? YOU WOULD! by XR8FORDGIRL

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Title: You Wouldn’t? You Would!
Author: xr8fordgirl
Genre: Romance, Humor, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Other/Implied Pairings: N/A
Summary: Boys and their toys...
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: ~ 2,620
Warnings: Smut…
Comment or Excerpt from fic: I’ll take this as my reward after finishing my school work! *laughs* I concede that Ianto can mentally torture Jack, whether it’s by wearing the Cute Suit or tight jeans, but it’s just as fun to see the reverse of this because it is just so hard to up Ianto most of the time and seeing him paranoid just makes me giggle like crazy!

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EXCERPT:

Ianto eyed the far too innocent expression on Jack’s face warily from the other side of the Hub, having decided he wasn’t getting any closer... than this. Whatever Jack was up to it never... boded well for Ianto... Last time Jack got that look... Ianto hadn’t been able to walk... never mind thinking clearly for the rest of the day.

Jack gazed... at Ianto, the most innocent expression he could manage plastered on his face, knowing full well it would have his lover on edge. That Jack wasn’t actually up to anything was utterly irrelevant. He loved winding Ianto up... It was almost more fun than actually being up to something.

Of course being up to something was a hell of a lot of fun too. Jack smiled indulgently... leaving a bemused Ianto tense and waiting for the shoe to drop, although since it was Jack it’d be more like a bomb. A shoe just wasn’t a big enough statement for Captain Jack Harkness, Ianto conceded to himself.

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REC: BETWEEN SOMEPLACE AND SOMETHING by CHERRY_SOUP888

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Title: Between Someplace and Something
Author: cherry_soup888
Genre: Angst, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Other/Implied Pairings: Jack/OMC
Summary: One man’s night in is another man’s night out.
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: ~ 2,216
Warnings: Smut…
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Ooh, been a while since I’ve read cheating!Jack fics and now’s a good time because I’ve been wanting a reason to be pissed at him after reading Teach’s “Unbreakable.” Since his intentions were good in that fic, I’ve been forced to hold off being pissed at him, so thanks to Abby for an outlet! *grins and hugs* Regardless, I wouldn’t mind seeing Jack begging Ianto for forgiveness…

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EXCERPT:

... Jack shrugged his coat off and Ianto pulled away just enough to yank his shirt over his head as Jack quickly unbuttoned his... He groaned as… Ianto’s lips moved bitingly down his jaw, tongue barely touching across his neck and Jack’s head thumped back as Ianto started to suck his pulse greedily, lingering for a second too long and Jack wavered as his head snapped up to look at him. Ianto realised where he had been.

Jack gazed at him and Ianto looked back dangerously, leaned his head into his neck again, inhaled deeply and kissed with a lick as he tasted him before looking back up at him. Jack’s eyes flashed with guilt for a second before glancing away and rerouting, he wouldn’t apologise. Ianto knew he wouldn’t and he knew he wouldn’t because always this - this desperate longing and visits in the night and unspoken words that died on his lips in kisses and staying until morning in Ianto’s bed was apology enough.

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REC: WITH YOU by JERBEARTHOMPSON

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Title: With You
Author: jerbearthompson
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Drama, Romance, slight Gwen bashing
Rating: PG-13
Other/Implied Pairings: Rhys/Gwen
Summary: The world was on fire, no one could save me but you.
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: 5,300
Warnings: one line from Torchwood 1x04 “Cyberwoman”
Comment or Excerpt from fic: A gorgeous fic dealing with a beautifully broken!Jack. His feelings for Ianto, his denial, and finally his acceptance just when things are about to go out of control is so realistic and so wonderfully written! *__* I’m just so glad it’s a happy ending!

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EXCERPT:

There was fire. And screaming. And blood… oh god, so much blood. And he didn’t know what to do... he was supposed to do something but... he just didn’t know what… ‘Doctor!’ he screamed... Why wasn’t the Doctor here... helping? ... But he didn’t care. He didn’t want the Doctor near him. He wanted… something. It was lurking on the very edge of his mind, hazy... like a mirage. Taunting him to just reach out and… latch onto it.

Strong warm arms around him, a strange accent murmuring sweet nothings in his ear.

This is what he wanted. Or rather, who… His mind couldn’t even grasp who it was, and yet it was all he could think about. It was all that was keeping his brain from taking in the extreme direness of the situation, the horror of what was happening around him. All that was keeping him grounded, keeping him sane.

All that was saving him.

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REC: BEING ALIVE by ERIN_GILES

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Title: Being Alive
Author: erin_giles
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Other/Implied Pairings: implied past Ianto/Lisa
Summary: It wasn't about feelings with Jack and Ianto, not really, it was more about the desperate need to feel something other than the pain of losing and being lost - to feel alive.
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: 2,641
Warnings: Spoilers for and post Torchwood: 1x04 “Cyberwoman,” 1x06 “Countrycide,” and 1x08 “They Keep Killing Suzie,” Smut
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Strangely enough, for me, the question of whether Janto's (sexual) relationship started before TW S1 or not depends on my mood, and I’ve read all versions. Regardless, I do like Erin’s take on how things started between them, the slow build-up of feelings and emotions.

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EXCERPT:

There was something about Jack Harkness - always had been. Ever since he’d unquestioningly tried to catch the man... trying to subdue a pterodactyl Ianto couldn’t deny there was something... 51st Century pheromones Jack had said and Ianto had thought it was a line, although... it was probably the truth. Ianto hadn’t been thinking of Lisa as he lay on top of Jack... laughter on his lips and Jack’s hot breath on his face... It was overwhelming Ianto’s senses now… he leaned in to kiss Jack tenderly, pulling back slightly and resting his forehead against Jack’s. He breathed in deep, inhaling Jack’s scent one last time before pulling away to look meaningfully in Jack’s eyes.

“Thank you.” Ianto breathed, before... turning to leave. Jack didn’t move until he heard the cog door rolling back... letting out a long sigh... hee... turned to the decanter on his desk, but at the last minute changed his mind. He wanted – needed – sleep, and as he lay between the sheets that night he thought of life and not death.

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