Double Drabble: All The Better To...
Title: All The Better To...
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 670: Stop at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Jack is interrupting Ianto’s work again.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Jack, stop it!” Ianto snapped. He had work to do, and he was damned if he was going to let Jack interrupt him again. If he did, he was never going to get through today’s To Do list. He was already way behind.
“Stop what?”
How Jack could sound so innocent while being so devious, Ianto didn’t know, and didn’t particularly care. It was difficult enough to evade Jack’s amorous advances under normal circumstances; for a man with only two hands and one pair of lips, he was remarkably good at multi-tasking. Not that Ianto would ever tell him that, it would only serve to encourage him.
Right now, to Ianto’s misfortune, circumstances were anything but normal, and Jack seemed determined to get as much use out of his temporary attributes as possible while they lasted.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about, so don’t even try pretending otherwise!” Ianto sidestepped, and the tentacle that was trying to worm its way up his trouser leg slipped out. “Try that again and I’ll stamp on it.”
The tentacle retracted at speed.
“You wouldn’t!”
“Try me!”
Jack threw all ten of his tentacles in the air. “You don’t know what you’re missing.”
The End
Sequel: ' Many Hands'
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ianto, Jack.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 670: Stop at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Jack is interrupting Ianto’s work again.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Jack, stop it!” Ianto snapped. He had work to do, and he was damned if he was going to let Jack interrupt him again. If he did, he was never going to get through today’s To Do list. He was already way behind.
“Stop what?”
How Jack could sound so innocent while being so devious, Ianto didn’t know, and didn’t particularly care. It was difficult enough to evade Jack’s amorous advances under normal circumstances; for a man with only two hands and one pair of lips, he was remarkably good at multi-tasking. Not that Ianto would ever tell him that, it would only serve to encourage him.
Right now, to Ianto’s misfortune, circumstances were anything but normal, and Jack seemed determined to get as much use out of his temporary attributes as possible while they lasted.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about, so don’t even try pretending otherwise!” Ianto sidestepped, and the tentacle that was trying to worm its way up his trouser leg slipped out. “Try that again and I’ll stamp on it.”
The tentacle retracted at speed.
“You wouldn’t!”
“Try me!”
Jack threw all ten of his tentacles in the air. “You don’t know what you’re missing.”
The End
Sequel: ' Many Hands'