A Christmas Tale 9/25
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Fandom: Torchwood
Title: A Christmas Tale - Written for the adventchallenge
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Rhiannon/Johnny, Mica, David, Gwen/Rhys
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: There's nothing more important than making xmas a family holiday. Set after series 2.
Warnings: Slash, fluff, romance, humour
Spoilers: Anything is fair game
Rating:PG - NC17 for series
Word Count: 652
“I had the weirdest dream last night,” Ianto stated as he put the coffee maker on to brew. “I dreamed that one of Santa's Reindeer – Rudolf actually – was flying around outside the flat.”
Jack chuckled and hid something behind his back when Ianto turned to look at him, giving him a raised eyebrow.
“What?” Jack asked, attempting to sound completely innocent.
“What are you hiding?” Ianto asked, dream forgotten.
“Nothing, nothing at all,” Jack answered, trying desperately to hide the contents of his hand in the back of the waistband of his trousers.
“I'm not saying that I don't believe you,” Ianto said with a coy smile, walking slowly closer towards his lover. “but I don't.”
With that Ianto darted suddenly around Jack and grabbed the item from the waistband where the shiny coloured foil was sticking out of the top.
“Chocolate Jack? From the tree?” Ianto said with an amused look on his face. “For breakfast?”
“It was just hanging there, begging me to pluck it off and eat it,” Jack protested knowing that there was no point in denying it.
“And you couldn't resist,” Ianto chucked. “it's milk chocolate you know, not dark.”
“It's chocolate,” Jack shrugged, a suitably sorry looking look upon his face.
“You are that desperate for chocolate are you?” Ianto smirked, unwrapping the small chocolate square and holding it between his thumb and forefinger he waved it about in front of the Captains nose. “It smells good.”
“Who can resist chocolate,” Jack grinned, making a grab for it and missing. “damn it!”
“True ...” Ianto agreed. “how about we share it?”
“Half is better than none,” Jack answered, taking a step closer to his lover.
“Did I say anything about half?” Ianto said teasingly.
“No, but … that would be fair!” Jack pouted.
“I think you should earn it,” Ianto smirked. “kiss me.”
Jack didn't say a word, he closed the gap between them and while Ianto held the chocolate out the way he pressed his lips to the younger man's. At first the kisses were soft, butterfly like until Ianto parted his lips in invitation.
The Captains tongue slid slowly over this lovers lips before sliding into the moist cavern of his mouth, teasing every inch before crushing his lips to Ianto's in a deep, demanding kiss until they were gasping apart for air.
“So, do I get half?” Jack asked, eyeing the square of chocolate in the younger man's fingers.
“Yep,” Ianto replied, placing the square of chocolate in his lips and gripping it approximately half way along between his teeth and raised both eyebrows suggestively at the Captain.
Jack lent forwards and pressed his lips to his lovers once more, Ianto pressed his teeth together, biting through the chocolate and Jack sucked the other half into his mouth, giving Ianto a satisfied grin as he sucked on it.
“No more chocolate for breakfast,” Ianto admonished him, swallowing the rest of his own. “I know exactly how many we put on the tree, so no being sneaky!”
“Yes Sir!” Jack agreed, with a huge grin and giving Ianto a salute.
“Right, lets drink a coffee and then get going,” Ianto laughed. “we need to pop to the shopping centre on the way to the hub, we still need to get presents for Gwen and Rhys.”
“Really?” Jack asked, a little too excitedly. “There's an Ann Summers there, isn't there?”
“No Jack, just no,” Ianto laughed, handing a mug of coffee to him. “drink.”
“Sure?” Jack asked, taking a sip.
“Positive,” Ianto told him firmly and turned away before he started laughing at the thought of what Jack might buy their friends.
The End – TBC