Licence to Thrill
Title: Licence to Thrill
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto/Jack
Words: 100
Rating/warnings: PG...references to sex.
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Torchwood.
Spoilers: None
AN: Written for slashthedrabble prompt "Bond". Who else could I write about for this prompt? *g*
They fell into Ianto’s flat, hands and mouths feeling, touching, tasting.
“You look hot in that tux, you know that don’t you?” Jack managed between kisses.
“Oh yes, I do. It’s my 007 look. Licence to thrill.” Ianto grinned against Jack’s mouth.
Ianto found himself pushed down on the sofa, Jack’s weight pressing heavily against him, hand cupping Ianto’s crotch.
“It seems I have you right where I want you.”
“Do you expect me to talk?”
“No, Mr Bond, I expect you to come.”
Ianto pulled back, face wrinkled in disgust.
“No Jack, tell me you didn’t just say that.”
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto/Jack
Words: 100
Rating/warnings: PG...references to sex.
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Torchwood.
Spoilers: None
AN: Written for slashthedrabble prompt "Bond". Who else could I write about for this prompt? *g*
They fell into Ianto’s flat, hands and mouths feeling, touching, tasting.
“You look hot in that tux, you know that don’t you?” Jack managed between kisses.
“Oh yes, I do. It’s my 007 look. Licence to thrill.” Ianto grinned against Jack’s mouth.
Ianto found himself pushed down on the sofa, Jack’s weight pressing heavily against him, hand cupping Ianto’s crotch.
“It seems I have you right where I want you.”
“Do you expect me to talk?”
“No, Mr Bond, I expect you to come.”
Ianto pulled back, face wrinkled in disgust.
“No Jack, tell me you didn’t just say that.”