DRABBLE: Close Quarters
Title: Close Quarters
By: Bellebet
Rating: R (For language)
Genre: Humor
Time Line: Post S2
“Jack?”
“Yes, Gwen?”
“What’s that poking me in the back?”
“That’d be my cock.”
“Christ, Jack! Is there actually a time when you’re not aroused?”
“Lemme think. Nope.”
“Then you’re sleeping in the SUV.”
“But Ianto’s in there, and he snores like a chainsaw when he has a cold.”
“Like you haven’t heard him snore before.”
“But he really needs his sleep since he’s sick, and I don’t have a sleeping bag. Please let me stay, Gwen.”
“I have a feeling I’m going to regret this, but alright. Just put that thing away. Think of dead puppies or something.”
“Sorry. You do feel really good.”
“Jack, please. It’s cold, it’s late, and I really can’t have you poking me in the bum all night.”
“Why not?”
“Technically, I’m still married. It wouldn’t be right.”
“Technically, you’ve been single since he moved out of the flat four months ago. And I’m not fucking you, I’m just showing how attracted I am to the beautiful woman in my arms.”
“You think I’m beautiful?”
“Of course I do, Gwen! I always have. Any man would have to be blind not to see it.”
“So if I hadn’t gotten married, you would have been poking me in the bum earlier?”
“That sounds so dirty! I think I’m corrupting you, Miss Cooper.”
“I know you are, Jack. G’night.”
“Gwen?”
“Yeah, Jack?”
“…nothing. Sweet dreams, darlin’.”
By: Bellebet
Rating: R (For language)
Genre: Humor
Time Line: Post S2
“Jack?”
“Yes, Gwen?”
“What’s that poking me in the back?”
“That’d be my cock.”
“Christ, Jack! Is there actually a time when you’re not aroused?”
“Lemme think. Nope.”
“Then you’re sleeping in the SUV.”
“But Ianto’s in there, and he snores like a chainsaw when he has a cold.”
“Like you haven’t heard him snore before.”
“But he really needs his sleep since he’s sick, and I don’t have a sleeping bag. Please let me stay, Gwen.”
“I have a feeling I’m going to regret this, but alright. Just put that thing away. Think of dead puppies or something.”
“Sorry. You do feel really good.”
“Jack, please. It’s cold, it’s late, and I really can’t have you poking me in the bum all night.”
“Why not?”
“Technically, I’m still married. It wouldn’t be right.”
“Technically, you’ve been single since he moved out of the flat four months ago. And I’m not fucking you, I’m just showing how attracted I am to the beautiful woman in my arms.”
“You think I’m beautiful?”
“Of course I do, Gwen! I always have. Any man would have to be blind not to see it.”
“So if I hadn’t gotten married, you would have been poking me in the bum earlier?”
“That sounds so dirty! I think I’m corrupting you, Miss Cooper.”
“I know you are, Jack. G’night.”
“Gwen?”
“Yeah, Jack?”
“…nothing. Sweet dreams, darlin’.”