It was a boring day at Torchwood for Owen. Sure there was stuff to be done, but it was nothing that fell into his job description. That, of course, lead him to searching archives for, well, pornography.
He had his headphones in so that nobody else could hear what he was watching, but only one of the earbuds was actually in his ear.
This was probably a good thing, because while he was in his search, he stumbled across an "actor" called
Spencer Reed, and, well he couldn't be blamed for being curious.
The man, of course, looked nothing like his Spencer and had a bit of a nose on him but that didn't make him any less attractive or interesting to watch. Jack would probably yell at him for it if he ever found out, but that was neither here nor there.
Hey, so long as he didn't actually have his cock out, he was fine, right? Right.