OOM: Milliways Lav

[bloody_awful]

The facilities at Milliways are always clean, always available and always empty.  No matter who or what you are, the plumbing is always perfectly configured to suit your functional needs.  One feature, though, is both unique and universal: the grafitti.  Every possible inch has been covered in grafitti, layer after layer of it, in every conceivable

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[likesthecoat]

Ianto does not add to it.

Not today, anyway.

He goes into a stall and shoves a hand through his hair.

[bloody_awful]

Ianto hears the door to the lav open and footsteps cross the floor. The stall door opens and John steps in, closing the door behind him.

The stall is rather too small for this. They have to stand face to face, blocked on one side by the toilet and the other by the stall door.

John runs his fingers along Ianto's neck and strokes his chin. "Still want it, sweetheart?"

The tone of his voice could go either way. It could be part of the game, or it could be John really asking, whichever Ianto wants.

[likesthecoat]

"You know I do," Ianto says, putting his hands on John's waist. "Cozy in here, innit."

He places a kiss on John's neck.

[bloody_awful]

John rolls his head back and closes his eyes and lets him, threading his fingers through the hair on the back of Ianto's neck. He leans back against the wall of the stall and runs his other hand down Ianto's back to end with a firm grip on Ianto's arse. He lets out a low happy groan.