Fic: A Night In Bed
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music_coaster2010Title: A Night in Bed
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bandgeek01
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Summary Jack and Ianto have a nice night in bed.
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Russell T. Davies is the almighty one who created the characters. The BBC owns them. I am merely playing with them for my own procrastination purposes. I intend to return them in near perfect condition. I am by no means making any money off of this.
Spoilers None, just fluffy, cuddly Jack and Ianto in bed at night. No smut per se just little innuendos.
Author’s Notes: This is a bribe forbutterflycell so she can write the smut that I am imagining after part 3 of her fic
And So It Begins... Again: Part 1 (3/10) Also this is unbeta’ed. All mistakes are mine and mine alone. The Britishness of this might not be quite right, but I’m trying. She said cute/fluffy bed fic.
One evening when the rift was participating, Jack sent everyone home early and put the hub on automatic so he could spend the night at Ianto’s flat.
“Jack, why are you hurrying?”
“Because, I want to get to your place so we can cuddle up underneath the covers. It’s cold out.”
“Fair enough. What are we doing about dinner?”
Jack flipped open his mobile and pressed the speed dial for the Chinese take-away.
“You have the Chinese place on speed dial?” Ianto just looked at Jack with a I don’t believe it look but found himself chuckling at it.
“How else do you think I always have the Chinese ready when I come to your place?”
“Right.”
Jack placed the order and headed towards the restaurant to pick up the order since it was on the way to Ianto’s flat.
They arrived at the take-away and paid for their food and were soon on their way to the flat. When they arrived at the flat they took off their coats and shoes and headed into the kitchen to sort their meal.
“Ianto, do you mind if we make this dinner in bed instead of breakfast in bed?” Jack asked lovingly as he went to get the tray tables.
“Sounds lovely.”
They made their way up to the bedroom and sat back on the bed just enjoying a nice quiet meal when Jack leaned over and gave Ianto a kiss.
“This is what I like.”
“What, this?” and Ianto kissed him again.
“Well that yes, but just sitting around doing nothing. No aliens, almost normal. Though I do get worried when things get too normal.”
“That’s Torchwood, always worrying.”
They just sat there finishing their meal in a calm silence. It was nice that they could sit there in silence and not have awkward silence between them.
Once the dinner was finished the guys stripped down to their boxer-briefs and got under the covers with Jack spooning into Ianto.
“I like this,” whispered Ianto.
“Me too.”
Jack started to rub his hands around Ianto’s chest and lightly ghosting over his stomach, when Ianto got a case of the giggles.
“What’s so funny?” Jack asked with a mock serious tone in his voice.
“It tickles. I don’t know why tonight, but it tickles,” Ianto said breathless from laughing so hard.
“If you think that tickles you haven’t seen anything yet.” With that Jack starts to tickle Ianto full force and they are throwing the covers all over the place with Ianto trying to avoid the tickle monster that is coming from Jack’s hands. They were both devouring each others bodies with tickles until both men were worn out from laughing and trying to grab each other.
Ianto leaned in and gave Jack one of the sweetest kisses ever. It was full of passion and love. A kiss that both men soon tried to deepen, when Ianto yawned.
“Did I wear you out?”
“Yep. No work to do tonight.”
“But… but.” Jack started to pout.
“No buts.” Ianto just looked at him and snuggled into the crook in Jack’s neck and gave it a little nibble and murmured, “I love nights like this.”
“Me too.”
They both cuddled underneath the covers with Jack snuggling up against Ianto all night long and they both fell into a sweet slumber.
Author:
bandgeek01Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Summary Jack and Ianto have a nice night in bed.
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Russell T. Davies is the almighty one who created the characters. The BBC owns them. I am merely playing with them for my own procrastination purposes. I intend to return them in near perfect condition. I am by no means making any money off of this.
Spoilers None, just fluffy, cuddly Jack and Ianto in bed at night. No smut per se just little innuendos.
Author’s Notes: This is a bribe for
butterflycell so she can write the smut that I am imagining after part 3 of her fic And So It Begins... Again: Part 1 (3/10) Also this is unbeta’ed. All mistakes are mine and mine alone. The Britishness of this might not be quite right, but I’m trying. She said cute/fluffy bed fic.
One evening when the rift was participating, Jack sent everyone home early and put the hub on automatic so he could spend the night at Ianto’s flat.
“Jack, why are you hurrying?”
“Because, I want to get to your place so we can cuddle up underneath the covers. It’s cold out.”
“Fair enough. What are we doing about dinner?”
Jack flipped open his mobile and pressed the speed dial for the Chinese take-away.
“You have the Chinese place on speed dial?” Ianto just looked at Jack with a I don’t believe it look but found himself chuckling at it.
“How else do you think I always have the Chinese ready when I come to your place?”
“Right.”
Jack placed the order and headed towards the restaurant to pick up the order since it was on the way to Ianto’s flat.
They arrived at the take-away and paid for their food and were soon on their way to the flat. When they arrived at the flat they took off their coats and shoes and headed into the kitchen to sort their meal.
“Ianto, do you mind if we make this dinner in bed instead of breakfast in bed?” Jack asked lovingly as he went to get the tray tables.
“Sounds lovely.”
They made their way up to the bedroom and sat back on the bed just enjoying a nice quiet meal when Jack leaned over and gave Ianto a kiss.
“This is what I like.”
“What, this?” and Ianto kissed him again.
“Well that yes, but just sitting around doing nothing. No aliens, almost normal. Though I do get worried when things get too normal.”
“That’s Torchwood, always worrying.”
They just sat there finishing their meal in a calm silence. It was nice that they could sit there in silence and not have awkward silence between them.
Once the dinner was finished the guys stripped down to their boxer-briefs and got under the covers with Jack spooning into Ianto.
“I like this,” whispered Ianto.
“Me too.”
Jack started to rub his hands around Ianto’s chest and lightly ghosting over his stomach, when Ianto got a case of the giggles.
“What’s so funny?” Jack asked with a mock serious tone in his voice.
“It tickles. I don’t know why tonight, but it tickles,” Ianto said breathless from laughing so hard.
“If you think that tickles you haven’t seen anything yet.” With that Jack starts to tickle Ianto full force and they are throwing the covers all over the place with Ianto trying to avoid the tickle monster that is coming from Jack’s hands. They were both devouring each others bodies with tickles until both men were worn out from laughing and trying to grab each other.
Ianto leaned in and gave Jack one of the sweetest kisses ever. It was full of passion and love. A kiss that both men soon tried to deepen, when Ianto yawned.
“Did I wear you out?”
“Yep. No work to do tonight.”
“But… but.” Jack started to pout.
“No buts.” Ianto just looked at him and snuggled into the crook in Jack’s neck and gave it a little nibble and murmured, “I love nights like this.”
“Me too.”
They both cuddled underneath the covers with Jack snuggling up against Ianto all night long and they both fell into a sweet slumber.
