Happy Birthday to Me!
So I told antelope_writes just in passing that I was hoping someone would write me a birthday fic, a Jack/Andy fic in particular.
I didn't expect that she'd take it upon herself to write it for me. It's not that I didn't think she could do it, and do an excellent job, it's just that smut isn't really her main genre. Not that she can't write smut -- I have a delicious shower-based smut fic wherein Ianto is a brat and Jack gets off and Ten eats his own tie in envy that proves otherwise -- it's just that she doesn't seem to feel quite as at-home writing that kind of thing. I was mostly just sharing the tasty idea of Jack/Andy.
However, write it she did, and I have in my possession one of the most filthygood fics I've seen in weeks and weeks, and it's even more delicious because it's for me! Also, it ends in a Jack/Ianto/Andy sandwich, and if that isn't cause to drool I don't know what is.
Technically she said I could do what I liked with it including post it in its entirety, but I feel a bit weird posting someone else's fic on my LJ. What I will do is post an excerpt, so that everyone can enjoy the vivid imagery. As many of you will discern, this is fanfic^2 -- it's set in the It'll End in Tears 'verse. This is the third fanfic^2 set in that 'verse that I know of. It really says something, when your fanfic spawns its own fandom.
Andy imagines how good it would be to switch places, just for once, and have him standing over Jack, towering over him as he bends Jack face-down over a table with his hands chained to the top and his feet chained to the table legs. Jack's wearing combat boots and a blindfold and a ball gag and a cock ring, and Andy's rubbing a cricket bat against his bare backside. It's a nice picture--how many times has he wanted to wipe the smile off that arrogant bastard's face?--and yet, he sees Jack turn blindly to stare at him, and the sight hits him like a ton of bricks. Cocky sod.
He spreads his legs and thrusts his hand down his boxers. Ianto's turned him into a rank degenerate, he has. And it's nice.
Even better, Ianto's standing off to the side, watching them, wearing a smoky gray shirt and black trousers, and if Andy does a good job with Jack, he'll praise Andy and stroke his arms over his body like he does. Andy hefts the bat in his hands, feeling its weight, and delivers a fierce blow to Harkness' arse. It's a good hit. A red rectangle appears where the bat made impact with flesh. Andy smiles as he smacks Jack with the bat again, and again, and again.
Jack is shaking now, lying prostrate on the table, and his face doesn't have any of the sardonic taunting he wore earlier. (Serves the smug tosser right.) Andy can't quite see his face, but he can hear the rough breathing and feel the light sheen of sweat that now covers his back.
Aside from wonderfully smutty fic, I got a trip to the yarn store and money which I spent on a book order. Life is good.
Edited to add: For those of you wondering, #8 is well under way. It has an opening paragraph, a dark and sad flashback, and a (hopefully) rock-melting smut scene. Gimme a couple of good writing sessions, and it will be ready for the betas.
I didn't expect that she'd take it upon herself to write it for me. It's not that I didn't think she could do it, and do an excellent job, it's just that smut isn't really her main genre. Not that she can't write smut -- I have a delicious shower-based smut fic wherein Ianto is a brat and Jack gets off and Ten eats his own tie in envy that proves otherwise -- it's just that she doesn't seem to feel quite as at-home writing that kind of thing. I was mostly just sharing the tasty idea of Jack/Andy.
However, write it she did, and I have in my possession one of the most filthygood fics I've seen in weeks and weeks, and it's even more delicious because it's for me! Also, it ends in a Jack/Ianto/Andy sandwich, and if that isn't cause to drool I don't know what is.
Technically she said I could do what I liked with it including post it in its entirety, but I feel a bit weird posting someone else's fic on my LJ. What I will do is post an excerpt, so that everyone can enjoy the vivid imagery. As many of you will discern, this is fanfic^2 -- it's set in the It'll End in Tears 'verse. This is the third fanfic^2 set in that 'verse that I know of. It really says something, when your fanfic spawns its own fandom.
Andy imagines how good it would be to switch places, just for once, and have him standing over Jack, towering over him as he bends Jack face-down over a table with his hands chained to the top and his feet chained to the table legs. Jack's wearing combat boots and a blindfold and a ball gag and a cock ring, and Andy's rubbing a cricket bat against his bare backside. It's a nice picture--how many times has he wanted to wipe the smile off that arrogant bastard's face?--and yet, he sees Jack turn blindly to stare at him, and the sight hits him like a ton of bricks. Cocky sod.
He spreads his legs and thrusts his hand down his boxers. Ianto's turned him into a rank degenerate, he has. And it's nice.
Even better, Ianto's standing off to the side, watching them, wearing a smoky gray shirt and black trousers, and if Andy does a good job with Jack, he'll praise Andy and stroke his arms over his body like he does. Andy hefts the bat in his hands, feeling its weight, and delivers a fierce blow to Harkness' arse. It's a good hit. A red rectangle appears where the bat made impact with flesh. Andy smiles as he smacks Jack with the bat again, and again, and again.
Jack is shaking now, lying prostrate on the table, and his face doesn't have any of the sardonic taunting he wore earlier. (Serves the smug tosser right.) Andy can't quite see his face, but he can hear the rough breathing and feel the light sheen of sweat that now covers his back.
Aside from wonderfully smutty fic, I got a trip to the yarn store and money which I spent on a book order. Life is good.
Edited to add: For those of you wondering, #8 is well under way. It has an opening paragraph, a dark and sad flashback, and a (hopefully) rock-melting smut scene. Gimme a couple of good writing sessions, and it will be ready for the betas.