To steal a breath, Lusting, to give a breath, Love.
Jack found Ianto stood alone behind the older man's desk, the silver flask clasped between his white, slender fingers. The breaths he drew were long and shaky, causing his whole body to shudder, and tears were ebbing silently down his face, shining eerily in the faint light.
"Ianto?"
The wet,
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Jack/Ianto ftw.
although Jack is being a bit of a bastard this series.
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nice icon :)
I hope Jack gets his act together soon |(
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I'm glad I inspired you! :D
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*is glad you're happy*
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