I got sucked back in....
Well, I really sort of thought my fanfic writing days were over, but yeah, I was wrong! Jack and Ianto pulled me back in...hehe. My apologies to Ani/Obi, Remus/Lily and Logan/Scott, but you have been seriously overtaken, hehe.....
So if you are interested, well then here you go....
Pairing: Jack/Ianto with slight mentions of Jack/Ten and Jack/John
Title: Dear Diary
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Spoilers for all of season two so far that has been shown in America anyway...
Disclaimer: I don't own them of course, I wish I did, but nope.
I posted this in JackxIanto too, sorry if some of you are seeing the link twice!! Not meaning to spam : )
Dear Diary….
Since I found Ianto’s diary I thought, hell, why not dig mine up and continue? I quite like reading back what I have done, where I have been…Who I have done, and where we have done it, heh. And you know, I like to hear myself talk. Maybe I should just record these passages instead? Nah, I like my handwriting too.
My last entry (heh, in the diary that is) was over a century ago. Is that bad? I guess time got away from me. Oh wow, bad joke there. Anyway, the entry goes back quite a way and let me tell you, it would totally clue you in to the fact that there is indeed sex on the Tardis, I promise you. The Doctor is not asexual as some would have you believe, in fact….Well, no I am not going to rehash old stories here. I am here for the new juicy stuff, I need to get it down, get it on paper so someday I can show it to Ianto. Really, I want to, I can’t always tell him how I feel, especially when I have him pressed into a filing cabinet somewhere in the archives while he works that Welsh magic on me. I can tell him things like “Yes…Right there….Oh God…More….” But to tell him anything else, I actually get kind of caught up, embarrased if you will. Yes your Captain Jack has humility, believe it or not, at least when it comes to Mr. Jones.
And for the record, before I go any further here and just to clarify for myself at a later date; I do not have any feelings of a sexual nature for one Miss Gwen Cooper. Nope. I tried, I admit, something about that gap toothed grin caught my eye but then I had thoughts of my forskin getting caught in that gap while she went down on me and well, that blew it. Groan, sorry, another bad joke there. Wait, no, actually it was sort of funny. Anyway, people always think that me and her are a thing, but you know, she belongs with that big lug, Rhys. Him, now him I could totally go for…But I digress.
I want to tell you about Mr. I look better in a suit than anyone Jones. Really, that man dresses to die for, it really should have been a hint at first that he might be gay, no straight man dresses like that. And did I mention how hot he looks in pink? No man should look that good in pink, I certainly don’t. I tend to go for blues myself, it brings out my eyes. But Ianto, oh sweet Ianto, he wears that hot flaming pink, even more since I told him exactly what it does to me, and it looks fabulous on him. Actually, it looks fabulous rolled up in a messy ball at the end of my bed, which by the way drives him nuts. He is a bit of a neat freak, also a bit of a control freak if I might add….But that is a story for later, heh.
So I mentioned, in a way, that at first I had no idea Ianto was into guys. He seemed so, I don’t know, so meak and quiet at first, really I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend. Then the whole Lisa thing happened and I really don’t want to get into that right now, but I will tell you that it changed my opinion a little of Ianto. I could never admit this to anyone, but I thought it was kind of hot, him keeping a secret cyberwoman, a fucking alien, right there under our noses. Come to think of it, I really must ask him if they, you know, ever got it on that way. I must say, even I never had sex with a cyber anything. Good on you, Ianto Jones. Right, so even though, you know, he wanted to kill me and all that ( I love a good fight) I found myself strangely attracted to him. Hell, I even brought him back to life with that cool kiss trick. It was then that I knew he would become something more than just the tea boy. The feel of those soft as sin lips against mine had me at attention at once, heh.
Blah, blah, blah, a lot of shit happened, rift opened, Owen tried to kill me, I fell in love with myself, you know, the usual Torchwood stuff. Well, the whole Owen killing me thing, that wasn’t exactly normal, it sucked. I took much longer than ever before to come back and they team thought I was gone, well not Gwen. I don’t know, maybe she just has a thing for dead people? Would explain a lot about her….So I finally came back and what did I do? I planted a big ol’ wet one on Ianto in front of everyone. He melted in my arms and I finally I knew that he was definitely open to the idea of getting it on with a man, at least with this man. Then I had to go and hug Owen, you know he felt bad for shooting me and all that, and I think that maybe Owen thought for awhile that I liked him a little more than I did, I mean the hard on from Ianto still hadn’t gone away or anything….I think he has a thing for Tosh though, did I mention that? Poor Tosh has been pining away for him for years now, I really hope he opens his eyes to it.
Ok, Ianto was on my mind, big time, and then what happens but the impossible, The Doctor shows up. I am sorry, call me an ass, but I couldn’t pass up that opportunity. I had to see him. So I left, and what do you know, I end up being tortured and a year goes by, on my end anyway. I think it was a few months to these guys though. I come back, help Ianto kill a blowfish (but wow did he look hot holding a gun with his designer suit on) and announce my presence in the most me way imaginable. Again I am thinking, damn gotta get with Ianto, but then John shows up. John is a sight to be seen, he really is a prick, but a hot one. We hook up, some seriously hot snogging and fighting ensues and before you knew it I have this team of mine tangled up in one fine mess. But, that doesn’t matter, I mean it did, but it turned out ok for now. What does matter is that I got a chance to finally ask Ianto out, for a proper date that is. It was so great to see his response and watch him try to not get all flustered. I got him to say yeah and you know, we still haven’t done it. Well, we’ve done it, all kinds of it, but not the date. Oddly enough, I still want the date, and trust me when I tell you that doesn’t happen very often. I am that guy that loves ‘em and leaves ‘em wanting for more. Sometimes I go back and revisit, but for the most part I move on, off to the next great adventure. I tell you that is why I liked The Doctor so much. But hey, not this time, nope.
I have to put in here, in case I really do show this to Ianto someday, that he kissed me first, at least this time around. He started it, and out of nowhere too. He sat on the edge of my desk and got me talking and before I knew it his hot, hungry mouth was on mine. Then his hot, hungry mouth was all over me and I started to wonder if he really never had been with a man before. The things he did to me were all executed with sheer perfection. That man dropped to his knees and worshipped me like some sort of God and had me bucking wildly and screaming his name. And let me tell you, I don’t scream anyone’s name, I make them scream mine. Which, of course, I have done since, but each time I think I have him done in he turns in a winning performance of his own, seducing me with his charm and his dry wit, his lilting vowels and deadpan delivery, and not least of all, his lithe body, nimble fingers sinful mouth. And did I mention he has a cute butt? There is nothing I like more than to see it splayed over the desk in my office after a long day, when all I can think of is making it a long night. Come to think of it, I think it might be a long night tonight. Maybe I can go find Ianto and we can compare notes or something. Maybe I should get my tape measure out, I mean he has it recorded in his diary after all….
So if you are interested, well then here you go....
Pairing: Jack/Ianto with slight mentions of Jack/Ten and Jack/John
Title: Dear Diary
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Spoilers for all of season two so far that has been shown in America anyway...
Disclaimer: I don't own them of course, I wish I did, but nope.
I posted this in JackxIanto too, sorry if some of you are seeing the link twice!! Not meaning to spam : )
Dear Diary….
Since I found Ianto’s diary I thought, hell, why not dig mine up and continue? I quite like reading back what I have done, where I have been…Who I have done, and where we have done it, heh. And you know, I like to hear myself talk. Maybe I should just record these passages instead? Nah, I like my handwriting too.
My last entry (heh, in the diary that is) was over a century ago. Is that bad? I guess time got away from me. Oh wow, bad joke there. Anyway, the entry goes back quite a way and let me tell you, it would totally clue you in to the fact that there is indeed sex on the Tardis, I promise you. The Doctor is not asexual as some would have you believe, in fact….Well, no I am not going to rehash old stories here. I am here for the new juicy stuff, I need to get it down, get it on paper so someday I can show it to Ianto. Really, I want to, I can’t always tell him how I feel, especially when I have him pressed into a filing cabinet somewhere in the archives while he works that Welsh magic on me. I can tell him things like “Yes…Right there….Oh God…More….” But to tell him anything else, I actually get kind of caught up, embarrased if you will. Yes your Captain Jack has humility, believe it or not, at least when it comes to Mr. Jones.
And for the record, before I go any further here and just to clarify for myself at a later date; I do not have any feelings of a sexual nature for one Miss Gwen Cooper. Nope. I tried, I admit, something about that gap toothed grin caught my eye but then I had thoughts of my forskin getting caught in that gap while she went down on me and well, that blew it. Groan, sorry, another bad joke there. Wait, no, actually it was sort of funny. Anyway, people always think that me and her are a thing, but you know, she belongs with that big lug, Rhys. Him, now him I could totally go for…But I digress.
I want to tell you about Mr. I look better in a suit than anyone Jones. Really, that man dresses to die for, it really should have been a hint at first that he might be gay, no straight man dresses like that. And did I mention how hot he looks in pink? No man should look that good in pink, I certainly don’t. I tend to go for blues myself, it brings out my eyes. But Ianto, oh sweet Ianto, he wears that hot flaming pink, even more since I told him exactly what it does to me, and it looks fabulous on him. Actually, it looks fabulous rolled up in a messy ball at the end of my bed, which by the way drives him nuts. He is a bit of a neat freak, also a bit of a control freak if I might add….But that is a story for later, heh.
So I mentioned, in a way, that at first I had no idea Ianto was into guys. He seemed so, I don’t know, so meak and quiet at first, really I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend. Then the whole Lisa thing happened and I really don’t want to get into that right now, but I will tell you that it changed my opinion a little of Ianto. I could never admit this to anyone, but I thought it was kind of hot, him keeping a secret cyberwoman, a fucking alien, right there under our noses. Come to think of it, I really must ask him if they, you know, ever got it on that way. I must say, even I never had sex with a cyber anything. Good on you, Ianto Jones. Right, so even though, you know, he wanted to kill me and all that ( I love a good fight) I found myself strangely attracted to him. Hell, I even brought him back to life with that cool kiss trick. It was then that I knew he would become something more than just the tea boy. The feel of those soft as sin lips against mine had me at attention at once, heh.
Blah, blah, blah, a lot of shit happened, rift opened, Owen tried to kill me, I fell in love with myself, you know, the usual Torchwood stuff. Well, the whole Owen killing me thing, that wasn’t exactly normal, it sucked. I took much longer than ever before to come back and they team thought I was gone, well not Gwen. I don’t know, maybe she just has a thing for dead people? Would explain a lot about her….So I finally came back and what did I do? I planted a big ol’ wet one on Ianto in front of everyone. He melted in my arms and I finally I knew that he was definitely open to the idea of getting it on with a man, at least with this man. Then I had to go and hug Owen, you know he felt bad for shooting me and all that, and I think that maybe Owen thought for awhile that I liked him a little more than I did, I mean the hard on from Ianto still hadn’t gone away or anything….I think he has a thing for Tosh though, did I mention that? Poor Tosh has been pining away for him for years now, I really hope he opens his eyes to it.
Ok, Ianto was on my mind, big time, and then what happens but the impossible, The Doctor shows up. I am sorry, call me an ass, but I couldn’t pass up that opportunity. I had to see him. So I left, and what do you know, I end up being tortured and a year goes by, on my end anyway. I think it was a few months to these guys though. I come back, help Ianto kill a blowfish (but wow did he look hot holding a gun with his designer suit on) and announce my presence in the most me way imaginable. Again I am thinking, damn gotta get with Ianto, but then John shows up. John is a sight to be seen, he really is a prick, but a hot one. We hook up, some seriously hot snogging and fighting ensues and before you knew it I have this team of mine tangled up in one fine mess. But, that doesn’t matter, I mean it did, but it turned out ok for now. What does matter is that I got a chance to finally ask Ianto out, for a proper date that is. It was so great to see his response and watch him try to not get all flustered. I got him to say yeah and you know, we still haven’t done it. Well, we’ve done it, all kinds of it, but not the date. Oddly enough, I still want the date, and trust me when I tell you that doesn’t happen very often. I am that guy that loves ‘em and leaves ‘em wanting for more. Sometimes I go back and revisit, but for the most part I move on, off to the next great adventure. I tell you that is why I liked The Doctor so much. But hey, not this time, nope.
I have to put in here, in case I really do show this to Ianto someday, that he kissed me first, at least this time around. He started it, and out of nowhere too. He sat on the edge of my desk and got me talking and before I knew it his hot, hungry mouth was on mine. Then his hot, hungry mouth was all over me and I started to wonder if he really never had been with a man before. The things he did to me were all executed with sheer perfection. That man dropped to his knees and worshipped me like some sort of God and had me bucking wildly and screaming his name. And let me tell you, I don’t scream anyone’s name, I make them scream mine. Which, of course, I have done since, but each time I think I have him done in he turns in a winning performance of his own, seducing me with his charm and his dry wit, his lilting vowels and deadpan delivery, and not least of all, his lithe body, nimble fingers sinful mouth. And did I mention he has a cute butt? There is nothing I like more than to see it splayed over the desk in my office after a long day, when all I can think of is making it a long night. Come to think of it, I think it might be a long night tonight. Maybe I can go find Ianto and we can compare notes or something. Maybe I should get my tape measure out, I mean he has it recorded in his diary after all….