The past few days had been exciting ones, and definitely not in the way that Ianto would have predicted them to be when he'd first set foot on the boat. They should have known that there would be something wrong with this, but how were they to know that Sulu saying that nothing could go wrong after what they'd accomplished on the first night would
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"Yeah?" he called back, trying to blink his eyes and only managing to get more soap in them. He leaned over to splash water in his face and felt a cold chill run up his spine - deeper than anything the water could have caused. Shuddering a bit, he forced himself to not turn around, and absolutely refused to look into the mirror. Who knew what might be looking back at him from behind?
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With as much dignity as he could muster, considering the situation he'd inadvertently found himself in, Ianto threw back the covers, launched himself from the bed, and sprinted to the bathroom. He felt no need to turn and look and see if there actually had been anyone there, especially not if there was something to look at lying in the bed still. He knew what he felt, and it had been a solid presence, a solid arm and pair of lips that had touched him, not some ghostly brush or whatever people sometimes talked about. He really, really didn't need an image to go along with that ( ... )
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