Distraction by melina123
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Title: Distraction
Author:
melina123
Genre: Smut/First time
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jack thinks he knows what Ianto needs.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, ~5000 words
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This is a first time fic taking place after episode 1 (I think O_O). Ianto is alone drinking in the pub, angsting, and then who decides to show up but Jack? :D Great smut and characterization~!
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"Well, fancy meeting you here."
Ianto nearly jumped as the captain slid onto the barstool next to him. "Captain!" He was suddenly, irrationally worried that his thoughts would betray him, that Harkness would know that he'd just been thinking about Lisa. "What're you -- I mean -- "
"Oh, just looking for a new place to have a pint." He smiled, and Ianto couldn't help but return it. Harkness looked like he always did, like he had an hour ago when Ianto had last seen him -- a relaxed exterior wrapped around a certain unnamable intensity. Friendly, but unrevealing. And, as ever, projecting charisma and sex appeal like they were going out of style.
Author:
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Genre: Smut/First time
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jack thinks he knows what Ianto needs.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, ~5000 words
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This is a first time fic taking place after episode 1 (I think O_O). Ianto is alone drinking in the pub, angsting, and then who decides to show up but Jack? :D Great smut and characterization~!
~_~_~_~
"Well, fancy meeting you here."
Ianto nearly jumped as the captain slid onto the barstool next to him. "Captain!" He was suddenly, irrationally worried that his thoughts would betray him, that Harkness would know that he'd just been thinking about Lisa. "What're you -- I mean -- "
"Oh, just looking for a new place to have a pint." He smiled, and Ianto couldn't help but return it. Harkness looked like he always did, like he had an hour ago when Ianto had last seen him -- a relaxed exterior wrapped around a certain unnamable intensity. Friendly, but unrevealing. And, as ever, projecting charisma and sex appeal like they were going out of style.