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Rec: Jack Harkness is not boring in bed by maverick0324
Title: Jack Harkness is Not Boring in Bed
Author:![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
maverick0324
Genre: Smut, Humor
Rating: NC17
Summary: In the aftermath of Hurricane Fuck Up Ianto's Life, Ianto tries to parcel out exactly what is going on in his life.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, ~6,157
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Ianto's insight amuses me. Fantastic fic, really. Words don't do it justice. :3 I laughed at Ianto's POV then I drooled over the sex bit. Sexy and yet amusing, that's what it is. :D
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The hardest part, of course, was reconciling his dreams and fantasies with his life. Prior to When Ianto's Life Decided To Just Fuck Off In It's Own Direction (as Ianto liked to call the rather horrible demise of his beloved Lisa), Ianto just explained it away as the byproduct of stress of caring for a half cyborg-half woman, keeping her hidden, and remaining in constant contact with Jack. Anyone of those surely would result in problem's at home, of a sort, or you know, having fantasies about the Boss that Ianto doubted would be even in his Aunt Bedilia's favorite bodice ripper (much to his horror).
Some of his fantasies had even gone so far as to add in words of compassion and longing that seemed to be misquoted out of some Austenian novel, complete with Ianto ending up sobbing in Jack's arms or else swooning into them upon Jack's declaration of undying devotion. None of which Ianto had allowed to exist.
Author:
maverick0324Genre: Smut, Humor
Rating: NC17
Summary: In the aftermath of Hurricane Fuck Up Ianto's Life, Ianto tries to parcel out exactly what is going on in his life.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot, ~6,157
Warnings: None
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Ianto's insight amuses me. Fantastic fic, really. Words don't do it justice. :3 I laughed at Ianto's POV then I drooled over the sex bit. Sexy and yet amusing, that's what it is. :D
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The hardest part, of course, was reconciling his dreams and fantasies with his life. Prior to When Ianto's Life Decided To Just Fuck Off In It's Own Direction (as Ianto liked to call the rather horrible demise of his beloved Lisa), Ianto just explained it away as the byproduct of stress of caring for a half cyborg-half woman, keeping her hidden, and remaining in constant contact with Jack. Anyone of those surely would result in problem's at home, of a sort, or you know, having fantasies about the Boss that Ianto doubted would be even in his Aunt Bedilia's favorite bodice ripper (much to his horror).
Some of his fantasies had even gone so far as to add in words of compassion and longing that seemed to be misquoted out of some Austenian novel, complete with Ianto ending up sobbing in Jack's arms or else swooning into them upon Jack's declaration of undying devotion. None of which Ianto had allowed to exist.