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[coffee_sir]

It hadn't been especially easy, but Ianto had managed to keep the majority of his clothes on during the night. When he had said to give it a week, he hadn't been literal. It was just a rough portion of time. But just by holding off and trying not to think about sex, sex seemed to be one of the only things on his mind in the last few days

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[1000_cranes]

Charlie made a soft sound and rolled towards him, her hand skimming across the bare skin above his hip. She was pretty sure he'd gone to bed in a t-shirt, but she wasn't complaining.

"What'd you say, baby?" she murmured, her cheek against his bare skin and her fingers skimming the small of his back.

[coffee_sir]

'Nothing', he wanted to say. In fact, he even got his mouth into the right position to say just that. But his body suddenly rebelled.

"N--God I want to fuck you." What was wrong with him? "..I didn't actually want to say that though."

[1000_cranes]

That time, she definitely heard, and she lifted herself up on one elbow, looking down at him, her hair hanging down, tousled, to brush against his chest.

She raised on eyebrow.

"You sounded pretty sure about it to me."

[coffee_sir]

"Oh, I'm sure about it," he assured her, then sharply bit his own lip in annoyance at the fact that he couldn't stop himself from talking.

"It just came out. ...Sorry."