Torchwood - fic - In Your Eyes, Jack/Estelle, 12
Title - In Your Eyes
Author - laurab1
Rating - 12, minor sexual content
Pairing - Jack/Estelle
Length - 305 words
Spoilers - TW 1.5, Small Worlds, DW 1.9 to 1.13, The Empty Child to Parting of the Ways
Summary - Estelle watches Jack watching people
Disclaimer - None of these people are mine, they belong to the BBC
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
In Your Eyes
by Laura
Estelle Cole loves nature - the Sun, the Moon, insects, birds, wild flowers. She’ll even admit to...unconventional sunbathing.
She also loves her handsome American volunteer RAF pilot, Captain Jack Harkness.
They go dancing, walking, to the pictures.
Sometimes, Estelle will catch Jack looking at on-leave servicemen almost the same way he looks at her.
There’s an awful lot to be said for uniforms.
Estelle’s open-minded. She’s seen two of her female friends looking at other girls, and many servicemen looking at other servicemen. And all the time, they’re hoping no-one actually notices, poor things. She’s never seen anyone-else looking at girls and boys, though. This is interesting, and Estelle hatches a plan, to see what Jack will divulge to her.
***
One night, they’re once again at the Astoria, dancing and people-watching. She and Jack are stood on the edge of the dance floor, taking a quick break, and Estelle indicates a reasonably handsome pilot to Jack.
“He’s kinda hot, yeah,” Jack says, looking over at the man, “as are you, darling!” He takes her hand, and kisses her knuckles. He then pulls her back onto the dance floor, and they’re jiving, smiling and laughing.
“Only ‘kinda’, Jack?” she jokes.
“Fine. You’re spectacularly hot, Estelle,” he says, giving her the Hollywood smile and the bedroom eyes, and spinning her around.
‘Not getting us yet, Mr Hitler,’ Estelle thinks, ‘not while we can still dance.’
***
As Jack walks her home from the ballroom, Estelle learns a couple of new words.
The first one is ‘hippy’. That’s her, and her love for naked sunbathing, in the back garden.
The second one is ‘bisexual’, and that’s Jack, and his eyes for girls and boys alike.
"I don't really like labels, though, Estelle," he tells her. "I like people."
But Jack’s eyes burn brightest for Estelle alone, and hers for him.
-end-
Author - laurab1
Rating - 12, minor sexual content
Pairing - Jack/Estelle
Length - 305 words
Spoilers - TW 1.5, Small Worlds, DW 1.9 to 1.13, The Empty Child to Parting of the Ways
Summary - Estelle watches Jack watching people
Disclaimer - None of these people are mine, they belong to the BBC
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
In Your Eyes
by Laura
Estelle Cole loves nature - the Sun, the Moon, insects, birds, wild flowers. She’ll even admit to...unconventional sunbathing.
She also loves her handsome American volunteer RAF pilot, Captain Jack Harkness.
They go dancing, walking, to the pictures.
Sometimes, Estelle will catch Jack looking at on-leave servicemen almost the same way he looks at her.
There’s an awful lot to be said for uniforms.
Estelle’s open-minded. She’s seen two of her female friends looking at other girls, and many servicemen looking at other servicemen. And all the time, they’re hoping no-one actually notices, poor things. She’s never seen anyone-else looking at girls and boys, though. This is interesting, and Estelle hatches a plan, to see what Jack will divulge to her.
***
One night, they’re once again at the Astoria, dancing and people-watching. She and Jack are stood on the edge of the dance floor, taking a quick break, and Estelle indicates a reasonably handsome pilot to Jack.
“He’s kinda hot, yeah,” Jack says, looking over at the man, “as are you, darling!” He takes her hand, and kisses her knuckles. He then pulls her back onto the dance floor, and they’re jiving, smiling and laughing.
“Only ‘kinda’, Jack?” she jokes.
“Fine. You’re spectacularly hot, Estelle,” he says, giving her the Hollywood smile and the bedroom eyes, and spinning her around.
‘Not getting us yet, Mr Hitler,’ Estelle thinks, ‘not while we can still dance.’
***
As Jack walks her home from the ballroom, Estelle learns a couple of new words.
The first one is ‘hippy’. That’s her, and her love for naked sunbathing, in the back garden.
The second one is ‘bisexual’, and that’s Jack, and his eyes for girls and boys alike.
"I don't really like labels, though, Estelle," he tells her. "I like people."
But Jack’s eyes burn brightest for Estelle alone, and hers for him.
-end-