donutsweeper (
donutsweeper) wrote2008-06-21 12:12 pm
Entry tags:
Whistle While You Work
Title: Whistle While You Work
Pairing/Warning/Rating: Jack/Ianto, many things usually warned for implied or a crack warning, rated R
Word Count: 100
Summary: Ianto's life took an unexpected turn after quitting Torchwood.
Author's Note: Written for the
tw100 challenge: Life After Torchwood, but blame for it rests solely on
mad_jaks shoulders. Now with a prequel!
Pairing/Warning/Rating: Jack/Ianto, many things usually warned for implied or a crack warning, rated R
Word Count: 100
Summary: Ianto's life took an unexpected turn after quitting Torchwood.
Author's Note: Written for the
Ianto whistled happily as he puttered about, preparing the morning coffee. This wasn’t the sort of future he’d planned, but after three years he’d grown to love it.
Are you sure you want to do this? You’ll find leaving Torchwood is easy. Jack had told him. It’s leaving me that’s hard.
Ianto hadn’t realized the threat, or the promise, behind those words when he’d handed in his resignation. But the next day they’d become evident. He’d woken up with his memories, but without his clothes. He’d earned a collar since then, and extensions for his chains. Life couldn’t be better.
Are you sure you want to do this? You’ll find leaving Torchwood is easy. Jack had told him. It’s leaving me that’s hard.
Ianto hadn’t realized the threat, or the promise, behind those words when he’d handed in his resignation. But the next day they’d become evident. He’d woken up with his memories, but without his clothes. He’d earned a collar since then, and extensions for his chains. Life couldn’t be better.

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Jack's voice booms through the room. "So, Ianto, do you think you've earned your donut today?"
Surprised by Jack's entrance, Ianto sinks to his knees. "Oh please, Jack." He is careful to keep his gaze at the floor. "I've been very good."
Jack gently stroked Ianto's collar, letting his fingers also brush lightly against his chin. "You're always good. Aren't you, pet?"
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Ianto's chains rattled slightly as he tried not to react to the touch and the strength behind the voice. He wasn't going to embarrass himself again by getting hard only seconds after Jack got home.
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