A little bit of co-written PWP

Feb 25, 2007 16:30

Ianto folded his jacket and laid it across his desk, his sleeves rolled up neatly to his elbows and shirt artfully untucked (along with a few of the top buttons undone further than normal). He had been planning this day like most women plan their wedding, making sure everything was perfect and obsessing over it a bit more than could strictly be considered healthy. But, he wanted everything to go just right.

Jack had been flirting with him since he had arrived by car here at Torchwood Three. Though, to be fair, Jack flirted with everything from the pizza boy to the pizza itself so that wasn't really saying much. But Jack had spent far too much time making him uncomfortable and forcing him to retreat to the gent's in the middle of the afternoon to take care of certain problems that as far as Ianto was concerned, it was time for Jack to pay the piper.

Grabbing the bottle of scotch and taking a quick swig to brace his nerves, Ianto climbed the steps up to Jack's office and leaned against the doorframe, easy smirk on his face and looking delightfully disheveled.
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