I'd Ship It
It's slow and sweet, and might be called loving if they weren't both too bitter about other people. It's comfort, and Ianto realises that out of all the people in the world, this woman whose shoulder blades he is following with his mouth, who breathes softly into the flesh of his arm as his fingers move inside her, is the only one he trusts. It could be because neither one of them has a reason to betray the other. Or because even after everything that's happened, everything they've done, they still want to like each other, and it occurs to Ianto that he doesn't feel that about anyone else.
- You might have laughed if I told you
There were other passages, highlighted more tentatively, as if Paris weren't quite sure of them, or as if she were afraid that someone else might see how sure she was. "You are the grace of my life," Rory read, and there was something startling about that, too. Rory traced the light pencil line with her finger and tried to imagine Paris reading those words, reading them and wanting to mark them, to remember them.
"Tell me what books you read, what music you hear, what company you meet, what thoughts you think. Tell me, my beloved, so that I may read those books, and hear that music, meet those folk, and think those thoughts. Tell me, so that I may know you better by knowing what you know, that I may love you better by loving what you love." Rory shut the book and left it abandoned in the carrel.
- Boston Marriage
- You might have laughed if I told you
There were other passages, highlighted more tentatively, as if Paris weren't quite sure of them, or as if she were afraid that someone else might see how sure she was. "You are the grace of my life," Rory read, and there was something startling about that, too. Rory traced the light pencil line with her finger and tried to imagine Paris reading those words, reading them and wanting to mark them, to remember them.
"Tell me what books you read, what music you hear, what company you meet, what thoughts you think. Tell me, my beloved, so that I may read those books, and hear that music, meet those folk, and think those thoughts. Tell me, so that I may know you better by knowing what you know, that I may love you better by loving what you love." Rory shut the book and left it abandoned in the carrel.
- Boston Marriage