Icy guilty pleasure
Aug. 25th, 2009 02:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morgiaPairing: Jack/Ianto, Ianto/the team
Rating: fluffy and mention to MM kiss
Spoilers: Not really, somewhere early in season 2.
Disclaimer: No, I don't know them
Summary: Ianto has icy guilty pleasure….
Note: This is my fabulous friend and beta
just_being_me08 , Im so proud of her because she's brilliant and she works hard to have what she wants!! This little fic is sort of companion of guilty pleasure Bonne lecture !!Beta: the so fabulous and talented
just_being_me08
Icy, Guilty Pleasure
It’s hot, too hot. It’s like being in an oven, but there are no human beings inside. Ianto Jones sighs, he shouldn’t complain, he waits for summer all year, he hates the cold and the rain. But he didn’t wish for this infernal heat and for broken air-conditioning. Every time the tourist office door opens he raises his head with insane hope in his eyes for some fresh air. But the door never opens; even the tourists don’t go outside in this summer hell. Slowly, he looks at the clock, time for the team’s coffees. With a loud sigh he stands up and goes toward the secret door. He feels all his clothes stick to him, like he has a second and heavy skin. A moment before he had loosened his tie and taken off his jacket. He would give anything to work completely naked. He smiles for a moment. Then, with heavy steps he walks towards the hub with the desperate resolve to find a cold salvation.
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It’s warm in the Hub; heavy, moist air like a large blanket covers the place. Ianto tries to make the coffee without moving too much, all movement makes his clothes stick to him even more. The vapor of the coffee machine take him to the edge of collapsing, he has the unpleasant feeling of being in a steam room. Then, his eyes lock onto the freezer and he has an idea: iced coffee. With a grin he takes the ices cubes, and puts them into the blender with some coffee. He waits for the perfect frozen drink whilst his fingers delicately touch the ices cubes still lying on the counter. Without really thinks about what he’s doing, he takes some ice cubes and caresses his face with them. Profound moans echoes in the air, he feels like he’s drifting away into another world, pleasure exploding inside him. He takes another cube and caresses his neck with it; he has to restrain himself to not yell out with delight. He feels better now, almost aroused even. A crystal laugh explodes into the air; Ianto Jones has an evil idea. With an enigmatic smile he lifts up the tray with the iced coffees and a bowl of ice and walks towards his teammates.
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Toshiko Sato has been working for hours on a new data system that’s supposed to easily translate all the languages of the world and the universe. It isn’t working, she feel like crap. Delicately, drop of sweats flow down her face, her neck and her back. It’s so hot in the Hub that she dreams of a beautiful and cold snow storm. She’s so lost in her thoughts that she doesn’t hear Ianto put the coffee onto her desk. Suddenly she feels a cold pain on her back and the violent pleasure that comes after it. She opens her eyes with a jump and a profound whimper exits her mouth like a waterfall. She turns her head to see Ianto beside her, an ice cube in his hand and a particularly amused expression on his face.
“My pleasure Tosh….”
She smiles in return, too weak to do anything else.
Ianto walks to Gwen’s work station. She looks completely messed up, her hair scraped back into a ponytail, her face red and moist. She tries to work but she just stares at her computer screen without doing anything more. She sags on the chair, like her mind isn’t working anymore. Ianto puts the coffee beside her papers and takes an ice cube in between his fingers. A moan of pain mixed with pleasure blows up into the air. Gwen sits down abruptly, her back arched and her boobs proudly pointing towards the ceiling.
“Iantooooooooooooo……”
She looks at the young man, a moan on her lips.
“You’re welcome Gwen.”
He smiles at her and turns to walk into the autopsy bay.
He feels a ball of excitement grow within him. When he sees Owen a mischievous smile dances on his lips. The medic stands beside a weevil corpse, all his body looks tense. Ianto Jones knows he’s upset because of the warmth.
“Tea boy, don’t tell me you brought me a fucking hot coffee because its fucking not the time right now because of this fucki…..”
A yell of surprise ends his sentence short. The ice cube Ianto puts down his t-shirt does it’s work perfectly. The medic looks at the young man with angry and excited eyes. Ianto puts the ice coffee down beside his teammate.
“Ianto…..”
His voice is weak and almost febrile, Ianto knows it’s the way Owen thanks him. With a wide smile he heads straight for Jack’s office. He’s now completely aroused and he has to restrain himself not to run.
Jack has been at his desk for hours. The heat is so intense that he has difficulty concentrating. Damn that air-conditioning…. He is tempted to stand and take a break when Ianto Jones enters with his office like a storm, a tray in his hands.
“Ianto! Great to see you, I just had a thought that you and me could…..”
Ianto interrupts him with a kiss to his mouth and hand over his eyes.
“Sir….Shut up and enjoy……”
Jack immediately feels desire burn inside him. He trusts his life with his lover. At first the cold caress of the ice cube he tenses, but a moment after all his body wants to groan with pleasure and desire. The young man caresses his neck, his face, his torso with the ice. Jack can’t restrain himself anymore; his intense moans explode into the air.
“Ianto…. Ohhh, my beautiful boy!”
Ianto devours Jack’s mouth and murmurs into his ear:
“Hope you like my new icy, guilty pleasure Sir……”
Jack takes his young lover into his arms and sits him on his legs.
“Jones, Ianto Jones…..never leave me…..”
“Never Jack…..”
With the promise of precious icy moments in both their eyes, both men take the ice cubes into their fingers…
FIN
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Date: 2009-08-24 08:11 pm (UTC)But last week was infernal...I wish I had an Ianto back then ;D
Really Good fic! :D
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Date: 2009-08-24 09:14 pm (UTC)Its great to see you around!!
Thanks!! It was fun to write.... so hot here.......;)
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Date: 2009-08-24 09:14 pm (UTC)Thanks Miss
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Date: 2009-08-24 09:16 pm (UTC)Merci !!! :D
*bigger hugs*
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Date: 2009-08-24 09:17 pm (UTC)*hugs8
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Date: 2009-08-24 11:29 pm (UTC)Thanks to read and comment!!!
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Date: 2009-08-24 11:30 pm (UTC)LOL
Take care mon amie !!!!
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Date: 2009-08-25 08:36 am (UTC)so great! xD
It's hot over here... I'm melting *sighs*
Your fic didn't really help to stop me from melting(quite contrary to be honest) but I enjoyed it nonetheless!
*hugs*
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Date: 2009-08-26 04:14 am (UTC)I looooooooooooooooooove your icon !!!! :)
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Date: 2009-08-26 04:15 am (UTC)Thanks!!!! Hummmm, Ianto and ice.......
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Date: 2009-08-26 06:38 pm (UTC)thanks mon amie