a_silver_story | Torchwood IMs: Ianto Discovers ... (Reply)

Title: Ianto Discovers ...
Chapter: 38
Characters: Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness
Author:

a_silver_story
Genre Humour,
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: M.M
Disclaimer: If I owned anything in this, I'd be a rich rich rich bitch. However, I am not a rich rich rich bitch so you may all, therefore, assume I own nothing. Which I don't. It all belongs RTD and the BBC, in case any of you didn't know.
Summary: Jack has a secret. Ianto finds it out.

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3:24 PM

IANTO has entered the conversation via Mobile Communicator

IANTO: CAPTAIN JACK HARKNESS YOU WILL BE BEGGING FOR DEATH BY THE TIME I’VE FINISHED WITH YOU!!!

JACK: Oh ...
JACK: ... you found the jet, then? :D

IANTO: YES DID FIND THE BLOODY JET! You’d better get your arse down here and let me out of this security cage or whatever it is you’ve installed or I swear to GOD I’m setting off the emergency explosives and taking that stupid jet with me!

JACK: !
JACK: You wouldn’t!!!!!

IANTO: I would and you know it!

JACK: But ... my aeroplane!

IANTO: AND THE FACT I’LL GET BLOWN TO BOLLOCKS DOESN’T MATTER TO YOU???

JACK: Of course it does.
JACK: It’s just ...
JACK: You’ve no idea what I’ve been through to get that jet without you knowing. :(

IANTO: Well I sure as hell know about it now! Move your arse away from your workstation and let me out!

JACK: No.

IANTO: ... beg pardon?

JACK: Only if you promise not to hurt Myfanwy II

IANTO: You actually named it Myfanwy?
IANTO: ... and how do you think the real Myfanwy will feel about that?

JACK: It’s her own fault. She should have let me ride her.

IANTO: ... you tried to ride Myfanwy ...

JACK: I’m sorry.

IANTO: What was one of the first things I said to you when I came to work here?

JACK: “Do you take milk or cream?”

IANTO: I don’t need to tell you I’m scowling, do I?

JACK: Sorry I was joking. Er ...
JACK: Don’t interrupt your routine. Don’t mess with the archives. Don’t touch the coffee machine. Don’t mix colours with whites. Don’t try and train the pterodactyl that’s actually pteranodon to be your flying horse.

IANTO: Yep. I told you. No. Riding. The. Carnivorous. Dinosaur. (That’s not actually a dinosaur)

JACK: I’m sorry. I just wanted to try it.

IANTO: If you come and get me out now, you’re forgiven.

JACK: But I’m doing the paperwork you said that I had no choice but to do right now and at no other time.

IANTO: Right ... where’s Gwen? Why isn’t she answering her phone?

JACK: The cage has a communications barrier. You can communicate with my workstation and mobile only, and the CCTV will come up with a black spot.

IANTO: So ... no one else could know I’m down here ...

JACK: Nope.

IANTO: Even you wouldn’t know I was down here because you wouldn’t see me on the CCTV. You’d have to come to the vault itself.

JACK: Yep. So you can stay there until I’m certain I can keep my jet.

IANTO: Clever Jack.

JACK: XD yep.

IANTO: Well ... maybe not that clever.

JACK: Why? What do you mean.

IANTO: I’m all alone in a CCTV black spot. All alone .... caged up. Like your angry little pet.
IANTO: ... like your angry, naked little pet ...

JACK: ... you're not naked ...

IANTO: I'm getting naked. I'm taking my jacket off, nice and slow. Like I do when you're tied up and begging for me to be on top of you.
IANTO: ... But ... oh ... you can't see, can you?
IANTO: What with me being in a CCTV black spot, and all ...
IANTO: I'm taking my shirt off now.
IANTO: But ... Oh dear ... you'll have to come down here to see ...

JACK has left the conversation

FIN

This was just a teaser really. I figured you ravenous dogs needed something to go on as I haven't posted at all today! *bad llama*

I have prosey prosey SMUT prosey prosey coming up ...

N/B: I am LOVING my mood icon.

_{... a lil too much ...}

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