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Title: Three Times Jack and Ianto Don't Have Sex (And One Time They Do)
Author:
little_elf
Genre: Romance/Humor/Post-End of days
Rating: NC17
Summary: The title says it all
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, around 1000 words
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: I really liked this fic. Like the title says, it's about 3 times that Jack and Ianto didn't have sex, and one time they do have sex, which is the last bit. Great characterization, and wonderful writing. :D On the first one, Ianto takes care of a hurting Jack (which is one of my favorite plotlines), the second one is where they have their first date, which is my favorite bit (Post KKBB), third one is where Jack wants teh sex, and the last one is the reunion bit with smut. Hot smut. :D
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Author:
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Genre: Romance/Humor/Post-End of days
Rating: NC17
Summary: The title says it all
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, around 1000 words
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: I really liked this fic. Like the title says, it's about 3 times that Jack and Ianto didn't have sex, and one time they do have sex, which is the last bit. Great characterization, and wonderful writing. :D On the first one, Ianto takes care of a hurting Jack (which is one of my favorite plotlines), the second one is where they have their first date, which is my favorite bit (Post KKBB), third one is where Jack wants teh sex, and the last one is the reunion bit with smut. Hot smut. :D
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Ianto had been beginning to think the date Jack had proposed after he’d come back wasn’t going to happen.
Then, on an exceptionally quiet day when Rift activity was at it’s lowest for a long time, and when Jack insisted everything else could wait, Ianto found himself being ordered home so he could “change into something pretty” and to be ready for seven that evening.
He almost burst out laughing when, at seven on the dot, he opened his door to Jack. Who was standing in the hall holding out a single red rose, a goofy grin on his face.
Ianto spent the evening being wined and dined in Cardiff’s most exclusive restaurant, snogging in the back row of the cinema like he was fifteen again, and being escorted back home when the date came to an end.
Then, on an exceptionally quiet day when Rift activity was at it’s lowest for a long time, and when Jack insisted everything else could wait, Ianto found himself being ordered home so he could “change into something pretty” and to be ready for seven that evening.
He almost burst out laughing when, at seven on the dot, he opened his door to Jack. Who was standing in the hall holding out a single red rose, a goofy grin on his face.
Ianto spent the evening being wined and dined in Cardiff’s most exclusive restaurant, snogging in the back row of the cinema like he was fifteen again, and being escorted back home when the date came to an end.