It really was War’s fault.

Certainly, a tour of a battleground could often be a nice night out for the Avatar of Death, but Ianto Jones also had Angels who would usually handle something this…wimpy. Yes, that was the only way he could describe the battle that had taken place in the meadow just hours before, because it really hadn’t been much of ( Read more... )

Things seemed to be back to normal in the Armageddon Department.

At least, Ianto hoped it was.

Apocalypse was back to hanging around now that his Doomsday Project was done, and Ianto had to admit he’d missed being ambushed for sex at the drop of a hat…any hat.  Even that ugly beanie thing that Andy liked so well.

Honestly, Ianto wished he could drop ( Read more... )

 


Jack was looking quite pleased with himself.

It was sexy on him, Ianto had to admit.

Not that Ianto would ever let him know that.  Jack’s ego was big enough as it was.

Still, Death knew that Apocalypse had a reason to be pleased…his millennia-long prank on the residents of the planet, Earth, having to do with the upcoming Mayan Doomsday, was finally ( Read more... )

It was a great day.

Ianto was just where he enjoyed being the most:  wearing nothing but Jack’s greatcoat as he straddled his Apocalypse’s lap, scythe at hand…oh yes, things were going very well indeed.

Until bloody Owen Harper burst into Jack’s office, a blushing and upset Toshiko in his wake.

Ianto glared as Pestilence gagged and covered his eyes.  ( Read more... )

It had been a rough couple of days.

Ianto was practically dragging his scythe as he made his way toward his office, his normally impeccable black suit rumpled and his blood-red tie askew and hanging free from his unbuttoned waistcoat.  The plague on Tarsis Two had been particularly bad, but then they’d had two Armageddons in a row…Ianto couldn’t ( Read more... )

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“You know, I should really be frowning on you and War for betting on the outcome of these.”

Death didn’t even turn, but Jack could sense the smirk from a galaxy away.  “Then you wouldn’t get the benefits of when I win.”

Apocalypse laughed, sliding his arms around Ianto’s waist and pulling him close, avoiding the overhanging scythe with the ease of ( Read more... )

 
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