The Torchwood Drabble Files by badly_knitted
Summary: A collection of drabbles, mostly based on the weekly prompts at tw100. Mostly Jack/Ianto as that's what I write, but no doubt other Torchwood characters will pop in from time to time. All genres are possible, but expect mainly humour and fluff, because that's usually what comes out when I write. All are 100 words exactly in Word, but apparently not here!
Rating: Teen
Categories: Torchwood
Characters: Gwen Cooper, Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness, Lisa Hallett, Martha Jones, Myfanwy, Other Character(s), Owen Harper, PC Andy Davidson, Rhiannon Davies, Rhys Williams
Genres: Mixed
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Published: 2012.09.23
Updated: 2023.03.28
The Torchwood Drabble Files by badly_knitted
Chapter 172: Waking - Sequel to ‘Waiting’
Author's Notes: Not as fluffy as Iâd hoped, but itâs what I ended up with. A pair of drabbles because it wasnât fair to leave Jack dead and Ianto waiting.
A final fill for Challenge 297 – Seconds at tw100
Summary: Jack wakes from death again.
Between one second and the next, Jack jolted back into life, gasping for breath and clutching at Ianto like a drowning man.
“It’s okay, Jack, I’ve got you,” Ianto murmured in his lover’s ear.
“Ianto, you’re alright! Was scared you’d be killed too, didn’t have time to warn you.”
“I saw everything, dealt with the alien before it knew I was there.”
Jack breathed a sigh of relief, squirming around to face Ianto; the next few minutes were spent in very pleasurable kissing and groping as Jack checked for himself that all Ianto’s parts were attached and in working order.
OoOoOoOoO
Separating to catch their breath, Ianto leant his forehead against Jack’s and just breathed in his scent for a few seconds before finally pulling away.
The rain was coming down ever harder and they were now half-laying in a rapidly expanding puddle of freezing water, soaked to their skins. Funny how he hadn’t noticed that until just now.
“As pleasurable as this is, we should probably clean up the evidence,” Ianto gestured at the dead alien, “and get back to the Hub before we drown.”
Reluctantly, Jack let him go.
“You’re right. Work before pleasure. Later though?”
“Count on it.”
Definitely The End
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