Jan 17, 2009 04:44
“Mrs. Williams is trying to steal me away,” Ianto confided drunkenly.
“There are parts of you I could share with her,” Jack replied, getting carefully to his feet. He didn’t remember emptying his own flask, but he had. He shuffled slowly over to them, and pulled Ianto into a slightly inebriated kiss. Ianto sighed happily into his mouth, and parted Jack’s lips with his tongue, delving inside and biting and licking with the concentration and need of a drunk man. His arms pulled Jack tighter until Jack felt even closer than when he was inside Ianto, flesh melding around flesh and breaths intermingled.
It was the need for oxygen that finally stopped the kiss. Jack leaned his forehead against Ianto’s, catching his breath. Gwen stood there wide-eyed, cheeks flushed pink. Jack laughed softly, and kissed Ianto quickly, two kisses to promise more later.
“Why don’t you sing us a song, Ianto? I want to dance with Gwen.”
Ianto launched into “It Had To Be You” as Jack spun Gwen around. And when Ianto finished his song and upended his flask for the last few drops, Jack could see the engraving on the bottom. This Is Mine.
tw: jack/ianto,
tw: gwen,
red is my colour,
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