Challenge 741 - Any which way how
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m_findlowTitle: Any which way how
Character: Jack, John Hart
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 741 - Freeze at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: John is doing some arm twisting to get in on Jack's next job. A double drabble.
‘Seriously, I can help,’ John pleaded, watching as Jack shook his head and smiled as if he’d said something hilarious.
‘No way,’ Jack replied. ‘Hell would literally have to freeze over before I agreed to that.’
John pouted at him. ‘You know, you take all the fun out of everything. You never used to be like this. Don’t you remember all the fun we had? Alexander the Great, Catherine the Great…’
‘Don’t forget Cleopatra,’ Jack said, trying and failing not to smirk.
‘Oh, she was one bad girl,’ John agreed. ‘She made me look like a prude.’
‘I’ll bet she wasn't thinking about all those things after we took off with all her gold and jewels,’ Jack said. He still had one scarab brooch lying around somewhere. It was the only thing he’d managed to salvage after John had double-crossed him and stolen everything else before hightailing it.
‘Just one more job,’ John pleaded, pawing at Jack’s arm, or possibly trying to do more. He wasn’t above using sex to get what he wanted, twisting Jack’s arm in a moment of post-coital bliss. ‘Just for old times.’
Jack looked at him, that old lust returning. Maybe just the sex, then.
‘Seriously, I can help,’ John pleaded, watching as Jack shook his head and smiled as if he’d said something hilarious.
‘No way,’ Jack replied. ‘Hell would literally have to freeze over before I agreed to that.’
John pouted at him. ‘You know, you take all the fun out of everything. You never used to be like this. Don’t you remember all the fun we had? Alexander the Great, Catherine the Great…’
‘Don’t forget Cleopatra,’ Jack said, trying and failing not to smirk.
‘Oh, she was one bad girl,’ John agreed. ‘She made me look like a prude.’
‘I’ll bet she wasn't thinking about all those things after we took off with all her gold and jewels,’ Jack said. He still had one scarab brooch lying around somewhere. It was the only thing he’d managed to salvage after John had double-crossed him and stolen everything else before hightailing it.
‘Just one more job,’ John pleaded, pawing at Jack’s arm, or possibly trying to do more. He wasn’t above using sex to get what he wanted, twisting Jack’s arm in a moment of post-coital bliss. ‘Just for old times.’
Jack looked at him, that old lust returning. Maybe just the sex, then.
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Date: 2023-01-01 11:20 am (UTC)