[Since these are meant to be comment fics (i.e. the length of one comment), I had to drop some of the backstory and work with one scene from this. Hope this works for you!]
tangled up in you
“Do something for me,” Jack murmurs. He secures the knot tying Ianto’s hands to the ornate headboard. “Stop meeting him.”
“Give me a reason,” Ianto replies. His eyes are hard and unyielding.
“I’ll stop,” Jack tells him, sliding down Ianto’s nude body. He nudges Ianto’s legs up, settling comfortably between them. “I’ll stop with everything else. We’ll be enough for each other.”
He gives Ianto a ghost of a smile. “Sound good?”
“Sounds like a lie,” Ianto says. He doesn’t resist when Jack spreads his legs further, then bends to lap at his aching erection.
“Might be,” Jack says. “Live it with me.”
Ianto stares up at the ceiling. Jack’s tongue dances over hot flesh.
“Cut!” the director calls. “Good job, guys, just stay where you are for now. Okay, let’s shift the lighting around now -”
Jack sits up a little, peering up at Ianto’s face. “All right?” he asks, quietly.
“I’m good,” Ianto says, giving him a small smile.
Jack makes a noncommittal sound and drops his face back down, nuzzling against Ianto’s belly.
“Don’t make me come before the shot’s set up,” Ianto warns.
“Sorry,” Jack says. “Hey. I’m sorry about yesterday.”
“It’s fine,” Ianto says, after a moment. “I over-reacted.”
Jack traces a line down Ianto’s side. “I called it off with her. For good.”
Ianto stays silent.
“Can I have a do-over?” Jack asks. “Dinner tonight?”
Ianto doesn’t respond for so long that Jack’s about to give up, and try and get back into character - not that that would be too hard, he thinks bitterly. After this movie’s done, he’ll hopefully not have to see Ianto again. Distance would help him get over this. Maybe.
“Seven at the hotel restaurant,” Ianto says, suddenly. Jack freezes, trying not to hope. “I’ll see you then.”
tangled up in you
“Do something for me,” Jack murmurs. He secures the knot tying Ianto’s hands to the ornate headboard. “Stop meeting him.”
“Give me a reason,” Ianto replies. His eyes are hard and unyielding.
“I’ll stop,” Jack tells him, sliding down Ianto’s nude body. He nudges Ianto’s legs up, settling comfortably between them. “I’ll stop with everything else. We’ll be enough for each other.”
He gives Ianto a ghost of a smile. “Sound good?”
“Sounds like a lie,” Ianto says. He doesn’t resist when Jack spreads his legs further, then bends to lap at his aching erection.
“Might be,” Jack says. “Live it with me.”
Ianto stares up at the ceiling. Jack’s tongue dances over hot flesh.
“Cut!” the director calls. “Good job, guys, just stay where you are for now. Okay, let’s shift the lighting around now -”
Jack sits up a little, peering up at Ianto’s face. “All right?” he asks, quietly.
“I’m good,” Ianto says, giving him a small smile.
Jack makes a noncommittal sound and drops his face back down, nuzzling against Ianto’s belly.
“Don’t make me come before the shot’s set up,” Ianto warns.
“Sorry,” Jack says. “Hey. I’m sorry about yesterday.”
“It’s fine,” Ianto says, after a moment. “I over-reacted.”
Jack traces a line down Ianto’s side. “I called it off with her. For good.”
Ianto stays silent.
“Can I have a do-over?” Jack asks. “Dinner tonight?”
Ianto doesn’t respond for so long that Jack’s about to give up, and try and get back into character - not that that would be too hard, he thinks bitterly. After this movie’s done, he’ll hopefully not have to see Ianto again. Distance would help him get over this. Maybe.
“Seven at the hotel restaurant,” Ianto says, suddenly. Jack freezes, trying not to hope. “I’ll see you then.”
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