Borrowed Pajamas by louiex
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janto_recsTitle: Borrowed Pajamas
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louiex
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC17
Summary: How the team decides to spend the time avoiding their past selves after Captain John Hart takes his leave. Ianto chooses to go home, Jack decides to go with him.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, ~4200 words
Warnings: Hints at Jack/Gwen, and Jack/John
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This one is another Post-KKBB fic.Characterization is spot on, and I love it when Jack realizes Ianto is jealous. And the shower scene omfg *drools*. PLUS, it has a little Gwen bashing for those of you who don't like Gwen. Well, sort of xD. I love it when Ianto tells Jack about him not being a consolation prize and how Jack just wants to kiss him and hug him but Ianto won't let him. xD Loved the ending, it's really sweet. ^_^
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Author:
louiexGenre: Romance
Rating: NC17
Summary: How the team decides to spend the time avoiding their past selves after Captain John Hart takes his leave. Ianto chooses to go home, Jack decides to go with him.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, ~4200 words
Warnings: Hints at Jack/Gwen, and Jack/John
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This one is another Post-KKBB fic.Characterization is spot on, and I love it when Jack realizes Ianto is jealous. And the shower scene omfg *drools*. PLUS, it has a little Gwen bashing for those of you who don't like Gwen. Well, sort of xD. I love it when Ianto tells Jack about him not being a consolation prize and how Jack just wants to kiss him and hug him but Ianto won't let him. xD Loved the ending, it's really sweet. ^_^
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He drew off his jacket and Ianto held out an arm for it politely. Jack passed it but at the same time, slid his arm around the younger man's waist and hugged him. The warmth was so fleeting but perfect, nothing like the way John made his skin feel as a pervading dark cool temperature from temporal displacement travel tended to make a person feel chilled more than not. No, Ianto was warm and Jack smiled against the trim shoulder as he sighed, lifting his head to try to press a kiss to that soft pink bow of his mouth but got a face full of his jacket instead as Ianto side stepped out of his hold.
Jack frowned as he felt Ianto pull away from him, keeping his mouth inaccessible even for the lightest of pecks and denying the man the ability to hold him. It was frustrating as all hell to come this far, to finally get some time alone, and have Ianto act like he was a boil covered leper.
He opened his mouth to ask the burning question of why when the intuitive younger man answered it readily. They knew each other a bit too well in physical tells to not see such obvious signs. Jack, confused and upset, while Ianto was withdrawn and hesitant mixed with annoyed.
"You smell like Gwen's perfume." The short reply came as Ianto finally squirmed far enough away to hang up Jack's coat in a closet by the door. Neatly he smoothed down everything to avoid creases and Jack too the chance to sniff at his shirt, detecting what his nose had probably already been deadened to for a while, indeed finding a soft scent that always lingered about the woman.
"And he kissed you with those poison lips," Ianto went on as he turned back. "You might not be affected by it, but I am not entirely willing to risk having my organs shut down as Gwen nearly did earlier."
Jack frowned as he felt Ianto pull away from him, keeping his mouth inaccessible even for the lightest of pecks and denying the man the ability to hold him. It was frustrating as all hell to come this far, to finally get some time alone, and have Ianto act like he was a boil covered leper.
He opened his mouth to ask the burning question of why when the intuitive younger man answered it readily. They knew each other a bit too well in physical tells to not see such obvious signs. Jack, confused and upset, while Ianto was withdrawn and hesitant mixed with annoyed.
"You smell like Gwen's perfume." The short reply came as Ianto finally squirmed far enough away to hang up Jack's coat in a closet by the door. Neatly he smoothed down everything to avoid creases and Jack too the chance to sniff at his shirt, detecting what his nose had probably already been deadened to for a while, indeed finding a soft scent that always lingered about the woman.
"And he kissed you with those poison lips," Ianto went on as he turned back. "You might not be affected by it, but I am not entirely willing to risk having my organs shut down as Gwen nearly did earlier."