What Ianto Saw 2/31
Title: What Ianto Saw
Author: timelordshines
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Nothing really, apart from the obvious ;)
Words: 100
Date: May 2
Spoilers: Set after Cyberwoman.
Notes: I am going to try and post a short 100 word fic every day in May. Each drabble will meet the 'masturbation' theme of the comm, to a greater or lesser degree, and when read together the thirty one fics will tell a bigger story.
Previous Days: Day 1
Jack grunted, his seed spurting out in pearly white streams to swirl down the drain.
His shoulders heaved as he regained his breath and opened his eyes, his blissful expression turning to shock, then humour, at catching his young employee staring.
Ianto blushed, hiding the tent in his trousers with his armful of towels.
“Sir! These are communal showers!” Ianto scolded.
“Outside work hours it’s my house.” Jack reminded him. “Besides, there was nobody here.”
“I’m here now.”
“Care to join me?” Jack spread his arms in invitation.
The Welshman blushed deeper, thrust the towels onto the shelf and fled.
Author: timelordshines
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Nothing really, apart from the obvious ;)
Words: 100
Date: May 2
Spoilers: Set after Cyberwoman.
Notes: I am going to try and post a short 100 word fic every day in May. Each drabble will meet the 'masturbation' theme of the comm, to a greater or lesser degree, and when read together the thirty one fics will tell a bigger story.
Previous Days: Day 1
Jack grunted, his seed spurting out in pearly white streams to swirl down the drain.
His shoulders heaved as he regained his breath and opened his eyes, his blissful expression turning to shock, then humour, at catching his young employee staring.
Ianto blushed, hiding the tent in his trousers with his armful of towels.
“Sir! These are communal showers!” Ianto scolded.
“Outside work hours it’s my house.” Jack reminded him. “Besides, there was nobody here.”
“I’m here now.”
“Care to join me?” Jack spread his arms in invitation.
The Welshman blushed deeper, thrust the towels onto the shelf and fled.