Boy Mecanique by mandysbitch
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Title: Boy Mecanique
Author:
mandysbitch
Genre: Angst/Smut
Rating: NC17
Summary: It took a week after Lisa died for the world around me to feel real again.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, ~3100
Warnings: Post-Cyberwoman
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Ahh the angst~! This one is a post-cyberwoman piece, and I think it's very in character on how she wrote Jack and Ianto becoming lovers after all the baggage they had between them. (And this time it's Ianto after Jack, the author made it very believable).
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Author:
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Genre: Angst/Smut
Rating: NC17
Summary: It took a week after Lisa died for the world around me to feel real again.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, ~3100
Warnings: Post-Cyberwoman
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Ahh the angst~! This one is a post-cyberwoman piece, and I think it's very in character on how she wrote Jack and Ianto becoming lovers after all the baggage they had between them. (And this time it's Ianto after Jack, the author made it very believable).
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"You’re not very subtle," he tells me. "People will talk."
I brush the back of Jack’s coat where it tapers over his arse, my hand lingering a second too long at the small of his back. "It’s unlike you to care what people think, Sir," I say.
"But you do," he says, turning away from my hand. "I’m worried about you, Ianto. You haven’t been yourself lately."
My 'self' kept a cybernetic girlfriend in the basement. "With all due respect, Sir," I say. "I'd be surprised if you knew what that was."
He stiffens. "Go home, Ianto," he says, his eyes darkening. "It’s been a long day."
I brush the back of Jack’s coat where it tapers over his arse, my hand lingering a second too long at the small of his back. "It’s unlike you to care what people think, Sir," I say.
"But you do," he says, turning away from my hand. "I’m worried about you, Ianto. You haven’t been yourself lately."
My 'self' kept a cybernetic girlfriend in the basement. "With all due respect, Sir," I say. "I'd be surprised if you knew what that was."
He stiffens. "Go home, Ianto," he says, his eyes darkening. "It’s been a long day."
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Date: 2008-03-19 01:41 am (UTC)Your welcome!