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donutsweeper) wrote2008-07-28 05:02 pm
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Restitution
Title: Restitution, The Clothing Series Postscript
Pairing/Warning/Rating: Jack/Ianto, rated NC-17
Word Count: 100
Beta: unfeathered
Summary: When Jack ruined Ianto's shirt while undressing him with his hands tied behind his back Ianto demanded restitution.
Author's Note: Eighth in the series, following The Clothing Series Finale, a birthday present for
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Ianto sank bonelessly into the couch. He was pretty sure, at some point during the evening, his brains had leaked out his dick. He'd always known Jack was good, but he'd never have guessed quite how good, especially when on his knees, hands tied behind his back.
God, he looked so amazing like that; Ianto couldn't help but stare. Jack's lips were slightly swollen, his tongue slipping out to lick them in a manner so seductive it should be X-rated.
Then he noticed the devilish glint in Jack's eyes.
He swallowed, hard.
"Jack?"
"Restitution, Ianto. Remember? I'm not done yet."
Pairing/Warning/Rating: Jack/Ianto, rated NC-17
Word Count: 100
Beta: unfeathered
Summary: When Jack ruined Ianto's shirt while undressing him with his hands tied behind his back Ianto demanded restitution.
Author's Note: Eighth in the series, following The Clothing Series Finale, a birthday present for
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Ianto sank bonelessly into the couch. He was pretty sure, at some point during the evening, his brains had leaked out his dick. He'd always known Jack was good, but he'd never have guessed quite how good, especially when on his knees, hands tied behind his back.
God, he looked so amazing like that; Ianto couldn't help but stare. Jack's lips were slightly swollen, his tongue slipping out to lick them in a manner so seductive it should be X-rated.
Then he noticed the devilish glint in Jack's eyes.
He swallowed, hard.
"Jack?"
"Restitution, Ianto. Remember? I'm not done yet."
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He was pretty sure, at some point during the evening, his brains had leaked out his dick.
Absolutely brilliant and then Jack *licking his lips* God that man has a great mouth *winks*
I LOVE IT!!!!
Thank you so much *bounces*
...he's not done yet...? That makes me all kinds of different happy :D
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...he's not done yet...?
Ianto's still coherent, isn't he? Somehow, methinks, Jack would consider his task uncompleted while that was still the case.
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Boy would he ever :D
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Great!
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