Priority Call by notevery
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Genre: Smut
Rating: NC17
Summary: Ianto's never tried phonesex before, but when he receives a priority call he's open to persuasion.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, 4,339
Warnings: None.
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Dude, Phone sex? hell yes! This fic is written so well and the phone sex is soo hot and Jack is so naughty. :D I could totally see him doing this~! :D And their conversation flows so in character and stuff if you know what I mean. O_O (I'm so bad at describing >.<) Just know that it's hot and you totally need to read it.
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JACK: Are you alone?
Ianto blinks at his computer screen, scanning the line over again with a frown. He is not quite sure what to make of it.
IANTO: Sir?
JACK: Are you alone?
After a pause Ianto neatly folds the newspaper he has been reading and lays it on the desk beside the monitor, careful not to knock over any stacks of leaflets.
IANTO: Of course I am, sir. I'm at work.
JACK: Where are the others?
Ianto is fairly sure that most people, on receiving this type of message from their boss, would not instantly assume that either he wants sex or there is some kind of alien life form at large in the office. Sometimes Ianto thinks that a nice, simple job in accountancy might be quite pleasantly uneventful, really. Opening the top drawer of his desk with one hand--so he can reach his handgun in case of the second eventuality--Ianto taps the necessary keys into the computer with the other, flicking through the different CCTV cameras with quick presses of the right arrow.
IANTO: Owen's reading what looks like a copy of Nuts in the autopsy bay, sir. Gwen and Toshiko seem to be at their desks.
JACK: Excellent. You set up the relay so we can make calls down here, didn't you?
IANTO: Yes, sir.
JACK: Great. I'm going to call you in just a moment, Ianto, and I need you to pick up your phone. I suggest that before I do you put up the 'closed' sign and lock yourself in the back room up there.