That was fun. :) It figures that Ianto's attempts to cook are soooo similar to mine, so I really and utterly feel sorry for Jack's stomach. XD Kitchen scene was lovely, I like how you described Ianto's clumsiness as opposed to his daily neat, tidy and perfect image.
And couple of my favourite quotes:
"As quietly as he could, Ianto crept back to the bedroom to check on Jack. He was exactly how Ianto had left him, spread out like a starfish across the bed, his own hand in his hair with a thumb rubbing slight circles. Jack probably thought the hand on his head was Ianto's, or that his hand was on Ianto's head. Or maybe he really did like himself enough to pet his own hair." Hahaha, I laughed good couple of minutes after that sentence. XD
Poor thing. He wasn't a morning person, really. He needed an adrenalin rush just to get him out of bed some days, but Jack did love waking him gently (or with a blow job)." ... or with a gently blow job? ;>
“So … what is for Second Breakfast today?” he asked, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. Ianto tutted, pretending to be disappointed, and turned so that he could open his bedside drawer. He produced a large squeezie bottle of chocolate sauce and handed it to Jack. “Well ... I suppose I am,” he grinned. And that's the man I like. XD
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Date: 2010-06-26 05:31 pm (UTC)And couple of my favourite quotes:
"As quietly as he could, Ianto crept back to the bedroom to check on Jack. He was exactly how Ianto had left him, spread out like a starfish across the bed, his own hand in his hair with a thumb rubbing slight circles. Jack probably thought the hand on his head was Ianto's, or that his hand was on Ianto's head. Or maybe he really did like himself enough to pet his own hair."
Hahaha, I laughed good couple of minutes after that sentence. XD
Poor thing. He wasn't a morning person, really. He needed an adrenalin rush just to get him out of bed some days, but Jack did love waking him gently (or with a blow job)."
... or with a gently blow job? ;>
“So … what is for Second Breakfast today?” he asked, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
Ianto tutted, pretending to be disappointed, and turned so that he could open his bedside drawer. He produced a large squeezie bottle of chocolate sauce and handed it to Jack.
“Well ... I suppose I am,” he grinned.
And that's the man I like. XD
Thanks for sharing. :*