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Title: "Smell"
Disclaimer: Being a bloke who likes to slash pretty men doesn't make me RTD, I don't work for the BBC, and as much as I might like to, I don't own Jack or Ianto or any part of Torchwood. I do, however, order pizza under that name on principle.
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG, if that.
Notes/Summary: Crack for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
unmikely, who now owes me $5 CAN.
“Did you just sniff me?!” Ianto gapes, hands on his hips, trying desperately to articulate his confusion.
“Maybe,” Jack half-admits with a crooked grin. He takes hold of one of Ianto’s wrists and holds the younger man’s gaze as he brushes his lips against the sensitive skin that peeks out from under Ianto’s shirt cuff. And then he sniffs. Again.
Ianto jerks his hand away with a muted shriek. “Stop that!” he hisses as he straightens his jacket.
“But you smell so good,” Jack growls as he grabs Ianto by the belt and buries his face in the Welshman’s neck.
Disclaimer: Being a bloke who likes to slash pretty men doesn't make me RTD, I don't work for the BBC, and as much as I might like to, I don't own Jack or Ianto or any part of Torchwood. I do, however, order pizza under that name on principle.
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Rating: PG, if that.
Notes/Summary: Crack for
unmikely, who now owes me $5 CAN. “Did you just sniff me?!” Ianto gapes, hands on his hips, trying desperately to articulate his confusion.
“Maybe,” Jack half-admits with a crooked grin. He takes hold of one of Ianto’s wrists and holds the younger man’s gaze as he brushes his lips against the sensitive skin that peeks out from under Ianto’s shirt cuff. And then he sniffs. Again.
Ianto jerks his hand away with a muted shriek. “Stop that!” he hisses as he straightens his jacket.
“But you smell so good,” Jack growls as he grabs Ianto by the belt and buries his face in the Welshman’s neck.
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