TW: Addiction [T]
Fandom:
Torchwood
Title:
Addiction
In which Jack uses dirty tactics to kick Ianto's bad habit
Author:
lt_indigo
Pairing(s):
Jack/Ianto
Warning(s):
none really. T only for discussion about oral sex.
Disclamer:
Never mine.
Word count:
258
Author's note:
I have seen loads of mentions of Ianto smoking in fanfic. And I am positive I had seen a clip of him doing it, but I can't find it now. Perhaps the original fic I read it in was so good I painted a picture in my head. I can't see Jack approving any more than I do.
Ianto smokes. It’s the only habit Jack can’t abide in a partner, or an employee for that matter. One day, Ianto will need to start running with the rest of them, and he won’t manage it with his lungs full of tar and smoke. Not only that, but Jack can taste it in both his kiss and his come.
Jack has never done it, not even to blend in during the war when he was mortal, not to fit in once he was immortal. He lived through the entire twentieth century without ever touching one. He doesn’t see the point - nicotine isn’t that good a drug.
But he knows how to break a partner of the habit. Every time Ianto starts to reach for that little packet, Jack sweeps in, pheromones ablaze, and kisses him senseless. At night, if he hasn’t smoked all day, he gets sensational sex. If he has, Jack stays at the Hub and banishes Ianto to the cold, lonely night. Even the second night, Jack won’t blow him.
Ianto is clever, he soon works it out. He lets Jack hold him through the mood swings and restlessness, lets him bring him paracetamol for the headaches. He knows Jack is doing this for his own good, but reasons that an addiction to Jack might be just as dangerous. After all, smoking won’t kill him: Torchwood and Jack will get there first.
Occasionally, Ianto still reaches for his pocket, and Jack swoops in. It takes Jack a while to discover that the pocket is empty now.