Fic: Caffeine induced High
Title: Caffeine induced High
Characters: Jack, Ianto
Written for redismycolour day 11 quote prompt.
Summary: “As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.” - Anon.
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A loud sigh escaped Ianto as he gracefully slid down into the battered sofa, relishing the hard springs digging into his back that meant he was off his heavy feet. Weevils, Hoix, Kertigan, Gerritsen and little balls of fluff (as of yet unnamed) all within the last twenty four hours had knocked the team out. However, Ianto Jones now had a coffee; a hot coffee, which was just heaven after traipsing about in the snow/ice/slush/whatever you wanted to call it for nearing a whole day.
“Ianto!” Jack called, no - shouted through the Hub causing Ianto to groan and not in the good way. That voice was Jack's “I'm horny, and I want you now.” voice. Ianto closed his eyes hoping that Jack would either give up (highly unlikely) or look in the more obvious places first giving him time to enjoy the few minutes rest. The next “Ianto!” sounded louder, Jack's heavy boots thumping up the stairs towards the coach. Bugger. Ianto thought bitterly, looking almost hungrily at the coffee which stared at him from it's place on the small table; taunting him with it's orgasmic smell blended to perfection
“Ianto!” Jack exclaimed as he reached the top of the staircase, the grin lighting up his entire face. Jack obviously forgot that normal people needed to sleep occasionally. “Didn't you hear me calling?”
“Must've dozed off, can I get you something, Jack? I already put your coffee on your desk.”
“Finished it; did you add something to it, because I feel great!” Ianto just shook his head, hoping Jack would understand he was too tired to be up for anything. “Ah well, I need your local knowledge,” Ianto was only grateful that Gwen had already gone home when Jack used their so called “secret-codes”.
“-but Jack-” Ianto looked pointedly towards the coffee mug.
“Please...” No, Jack wasn't going to take the hint. Then the eyes came out in full force.
“You know I can't resist those eyes.” The exaggeration would've almost been funny if Ianto wasn't half as tired as he was. With a groan, Ianto held out his hand for Jack to help him to his feet, otherwise he wouldn't be getting any peace.
When Jack (and Ianto) were sufficiently sated, Ianto staggered back to the couch and dropped once more onto the rough fabric. Picking up his now cold cup of coffee, Ianto took a tentative sip purely for the brief, but instantious caffeine induced high.
Mmm, was Ianto's last thought for a long while.
[Fin.]
Characters: Jack, Ianto
Written for redismycolour day 11 quote prompt.
Summary: “As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.” - Anon.
***
A loud sigh escaped Ianto as he gracefully slid down into the battered sofa, relishing the hard springs digging into his back that meant he was off his heavy feet. Weevils, Hoix, Kertigan, Gerritsen and little balls of fluff (as of yet unnamed) all within the last twenty four hours had knocked the team out. However, Ianto Jones now had a coffee; a hot coffee, which was just heaven after traipsing about in the snow/ice/slush/whatever you wanted to call it for nearing a whole day.
“Ianto!” Jack called, no - shouted through the Hub causing Ianto to groan and not in the good way. That voice was Jack's “I'm horny, and I want you now.” voice. Ianto closed his eyes hoping that Jack would either give up (highly unlikely) or look in the more obvious places first giving him time to enjoy the few minutes rest. The next “Ianto!” sounded louder, Jack's heavy boots thumping up the stairs towards the coach. Bugger. Ianto thought bitterly, looking almost hungrily at the coffee which stared at him from it's place on the small table; taunting him with it's orgasmic smell blended to perfection
“Ianto!” Jack exclaimed as he reached the top of the staircase, the grin lighting up his entire face. Jack obviously forgot that normal people needed to sleep occasionally. “Didn't you hear me calling?”
“Must've dozed off, can I get you something, Jack? I already put your coffee on your desk.”
“Finished it; did you add something to it, because I feel great!” Ianto just shook his head, hoping Jack would understand he was too tired to be up for anything. “Ah well, I need your local knowledge,” Ianto was only grateful that Gwen had already gone home when Jack used their so called “secret-codes”.
“-but Jack-” Ianto looked pointedly towards the coffee mug.
“Please...” No, Jack wasn't going to take the hint. Then the eyes came out in full force.
“You know I can't resist those eyes.” The exaggeration would've almost been funny if Ianto wasn't half as tired as he was. With a groan, Ianto held out his hand for Jack to help him to his feet, otherwise he wouldn't be getting any peace.
When Jack (and Ianto) were sufficiently sated, Ianto staggered back to the couch and dropped once more onto the rough fabric. Picking up his now cold cup of coffee, Ianto took a tentative sip purely for the brief, but instantious caffeine induced high.
Mmm, was Ianto's last thought for a long while.
[Fin.]