Title: Perfect In Pink
Parings/characters: Ianto, Jack
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Someone has a fetish ...
Written for day twenty five of the redismycolour Winter Challenge
Ianto walked through the cog door and the sight before him caused him to stop in his tracks, Jack was walking across the hub wearing nothing but a pair of Wellington boots, pink Wellington boots.
Jack, who had been trying to pretend he hadn't heard the cog door open stopped. He didn't turn around just tried to think of a good explanation but nothing was forthcoming as he stood there quietly wondering if the floor would open up and swallow him.
“Jack, is this some strange fetish you indulge in while no one is around?” Ianto chuckled, moving further into the room.
“Not exactly, promise you won't laugh?” He asked, making Ianto chuckle even louder.
Jack made to walk away again. “Sorry Jack, I promise not to laugh.”
“Okay, I was down in the cells because I checked on Janet on the CCTV and I thought she didn't look well. Anyway, when I got there she was making these really odd noises so armed with the weevil spray I ventured into her cell to see ... well I don't know but it seemed the thing to do at the time.” Jack shrugged.
“And?” Prompted Ianto, doing his best not to laugh as Jack finally turned to face him.
“Well I think she either has a tummy bug or something she ate didn't agree with her, the moment I got within two feet of her she threw up covering my clothes in, well you wouldn't want to know the exact details.”
“Still doesn't explain the pink Wellington's.”
Jack sighed. “I went to get the hose to wash out the cell, after getting her to move into the adjacent cell and thought I should strip, as to not make any more mess. It wasn't until I was naked that I realised there was nothing for me to put on, but these.” Jack pointed at the wellies. “No idea who they belong to but strangely they fit and I wore them to keep my feet dry while sluicing out the cell.”
“Didn't think to leave your pants on maybe?” Ianto was trying really hard not to smirk now.
“Nope, just pulled everything off and by the time I thought about the fact that I could have left my underwear on it was on the pile of icky clothes.”
“So, you cleaned the cells like that? I need to find the CCTV footage.”
“To delete it?” Jack asked hopefully.
“Nope, will make good blackmail material.”
Jack looked at him in horror.
“Kidding, kidding.” Ianto told him. “So why is that all you are still wearing?”
“Was on my way to get clean clothes when you walked in.”
“Good job it was me!” Ianto grinned as he moved again, this time not stopping until his body was flush with Jack's and cupped his arse.
“Do you have a fetish for pink wellies?” Jack queried as he felt something hard against his leg.
“No, just you.” Ianto replied, kissing Jack breathless.
“Want to develop one?” Jack replied, nodding up at his office.
“No harm in giving it a try.”
As they climbed the steps to Jack's office Ianto's mind was working overtime, he knew buying the wellies in pink had been a mistake but if your going to try and satisfy a rubber fetish by buying wellies then you just buy what calls to you, but then again maybe it would have been a much more sensible idea to buy them in black or green ...
... but he couldn't help the huge grin that crossed his face at the thought of Jack wearing them in bed.