Fic: No One Could Compare To Him
Title: No One Could Compare To Him
Author: Kyra
Disclaimer: I don’t own them; if I did I wouldn’t be writing fanfiction.
Summary: Quinn's quite sure she never wants this to end... How could anyone compare to him?
Pairings: Quinn Fabray/Jack Harkness
Spoilers: Post CoE for Torchwood
Warnings: Sex
A/N: Written for this prompt on the Glee_Cross_Meme.
Quinn moaned in pleasure as she came awake to the most amazing feeling. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked down her body to see her lover’s blue eyes looking up at her from between her thighs.
“Jack,” she breathed, her fingers carding through his hair as he made her body sing.
Jack moved away from her, smirking slightly at her whimper of protest before trailing kisses up her body.
They both moaned as he slid into her body, his eyes locked on hers.
Quinn’s breathing sped up and she wrapped her legs around Jack’s waist, pulling him deeper into her body, her back arching in pleasure. He sure knew what he was doing and she never wanted it to end.
But it didn’t take long before Quinn was raking her nails down Jack’s back, a scream of ecstasy ripping its way from her throat as her body shuddered and clenched around Jack. Moments later, she felt Jack stiffen above her, her name tumbling from his lips as he came before collapsing next to her.
Her eyes drifted closed and she felt him move as he disposed of the condom then Jack’s arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled her close, his body spooned up behind hers. She felt his breathing even out as he drifted off to sleep and she sighed softly. The sex was amazing - Jack was amazing - she didn’t think anyone could compare to him. Unfortunately, the same wasn’t true for him and a tear slowly made its way out of the corner of her eye as she felt his arms tighten around her and he murmured in his sleep, the name escaping his lips in a soft prayer of a breath.
“Ianto.”
Author: Kyra
Disclaimer: I don’t own them; if I did I wouldn’t be writing fanfiction.
Summary: Quinn's quite sure she never wants this to end... How could anyone compare to him?
Pairings: Quinn Fabray/Jack Harkness
Spoilers: Post CoE for Torchwood
Warnings: Sex
A/N: Written for this prompt on the Glee_Cross_Meme.
Quinn moaned in pleasure as she came awake to the most amazing feeling. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked down her body to see her lover’s blue eyes looking up at her from between her thighs.
“Jack,” she breathed, her fingers carding through his hair as he made her body sing.
Jack moved away from her, smirking slightly at her whimper of protest before trailing kisses up her body.
They both moaned as he slid into her body, his eyes locked on hers.
Quinn’s breathing sped up and she wrapped her legs around Jack’s waist, pulling him deeper into her body, her back arching in pleasure. He sure knew what he was doing and she never wanted it to end.
But it didn’t take long before Quinn was raking her nails down Jack’s back, a scream of ecstasy ripping its way from her throat as her body shuddered and clenched around Jack. Moments later, she felt Jack stiffen above her, her name tumbling from his lips as he came before collapsing next to her.
Her eyes drifted closed and she felt him move as he disposed of the condom then Jack’s arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled her close, his body spooned up behind hers. She felt his breathing even out as he drifted off to sleep and she sighed softly. The sex was amazing - Jack was amazing - she didn’t think anyone could compare to him. Unfortunately, the same wasn’t true for him and a tear slowly made its way out of the corner of her eye as she felt his arms tighten around her and he murmured in his sleep, the name escaping his lips in a soft prayer of a breath.
“Ianto.”