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I hate you. I really do. I should be working, but came up with this.iantojjackhOctober 16 2012, 18:43:38 UTC
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto Lend Me Your Strength (and it's a wee bit over 100 words)
Lend Me Your Strength
It’s been a long day with one close call too many. Owen is stitching up a Weevil bite to Ianto’s side and the morphine is having no effect.
The pain is clearly etched on Ianto’s face and he is too proud to vocalize the agony he is in. Ianto has bit so hard on his lip that a trickle of blood has run down to his chin.
Jack silently slips his hand into Ianto’s, trying to lend some of his strength. “You don’t have to be so strong,” he whispered, stroking back the sweat soaked strands of hair.
Ianto buried his face into Jack’s shoulder, choking out a strangled sob and tightening the grip on Jack’s hand.
Jack nods, "it's a pretty tea set but not particularly rare. The reds have a genuine proper antique."
Ianto smiles at Jack's obvious excitement. He makes the tea while Tim is doing his country house tour bit and after a tense auction the reds are victorious. Jack is thrilled. Bargain Hunt has become a lot more interesting now that they're betting on it. Ianto now owes Jack a sexual favour of his choosing. Their colleagues always think they're sneaking off for a lunchtime shag but the truth might be more embarrassing.
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Lend Me Your Strength
It’s been a long day with one close call too many. Owen is stitching up a Weevil bite to Ianto’s side and the morphine is having no effect.
The pain is clearly etched on Ianto’s face and he is too proud to vocalize the agony he is in. Ianto has bit so hard on his lip that a trickle of blood has run down to his chin.
Jack silently slips his hand into Ianto’s, trying to lend some of his strength. “You don’t have to be so strong,” he whispered, stroking back the sweat soaked strands of hair.
Ianto buried his face into Jack’s shoulder, choking out a strangled sob and tightening the grip on Jack’s hand.
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*snuggles Ianto carefully*
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Jack grinned up at him, then checked his watch.
“There you go! And 25 minutes left for lunch. What should we do now?
“Do?” Ianto echoed.
“I know! Let's go for number two.”
“Bbb..” Iango began. Then Jack's mouth enveloped his cock, and he was lost.
It shouldn't have been possible to get hard again so fast, but Jack had this power over him. It wasn't fair.
Or maybe, it was the best break he ever got.
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Jack nods, "it's a pretty tea set but not particularly rare. The reds have a genuine proper antique."
Ianto smiles at Jack's obvious excitement. He makes the tea while Tim is doing his country house tour bit and after a tense auction the reds are victorious. Jack is thrilled. Bargain Hunt has become a lot more interesting now that they're betting on it. Ianto now owes Jack a sexual favour of his choosing. Their colleagues always think they're sneaking off for a lunchtime shag but the truth might be more embarrassing.
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