Torchwood: Fanfic: Goodnight, sweetheart

[m_findlow]

Title: Goodnight, sweetheart
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 500 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for badly_knitted's prompt "Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, An alien 'aphrodisiac' sends them both to sleep instead" at fic_promptly
Summary: Jack's plans for a good night go in a very different direction

Ianto eyed the tiny glass vial with suspicion.

'What is it?' he asked.

'Something I may or may not have managed to acquire from a passing transport ship,' Jack replied, sounding coy and a little bit smug.

'That doesn't answer my question.'

'This,' he said, picking up the vial and grinning, 'is a very powerful aphrodisiac. They call it Love Wine. It's meant to be the most powerful aphrodisiac in the known universe.'

'Right,' Ianto slowly replied, knowing nothing good could possibly come from this. 'And you bought it, why?'

'I thought we could do something special tonight for a change.'

Clearly they had very different ideas about what constituted a special night. Ianto would have just been glad for a nice hot bath and a home cooked meal. Maybe a massage afterwards. He should have known Jack's concept would have been a night of raging sex. Not that he was necessarily opposed to the idea, but experimenting with drugs was never really his thing.

Ianto took the bottle from him and held it up for inspection. 'A little unnecessary, isn't it? It's not like I have problems getting you in the mood. You usually come pre-prepared.' He paused, looking at Jack. 'Hang on, are you saying I'm the problem?'

Jack laughed. 'Of course not. You're utterly helpless to my charms, and I'm hardly even trying.'

'Hmph,' Ianto muttered. He didn't think he was that easy.

'Come on, it'll be fun.' Jack didn't wait for Ianto to agree with him, popping off the lid and sipping half the contents, before passing it to Ianto, who reluctantly swallowed the remaining half.

'Maybe a little mood music, just to get things started,' Jack said, as the crooning sounds of Etta James began to filter around the room. He pulled Ianto into an embrace, swaying him across the floor in a slow dance.

Mmm, Ianto thought, he did feel kind of nice and floaty, Jack's body pressed so close, his earlier uncertainty washing away. They swayed for a few minutes before Jack flopped back on the sofa pulling Ianto down on top of him, and began gently kissing him.

'You taste... so good,' Jack hummed.

Ianto felt dreamy and heavy, letting his lips do the talking for him. He didn't feel quite as aroused as he'd expected to, but perhaps it took a little while to kick in.

'I'm... going to make... love... to...' Jack's sentence drifted off, his eyes, slipping shut, body going loose and limp.

Ianto didn't care what Jack had to say, nor did he notice that Jack had stopped returning his kisses. He felt so happy and sleepy. He lay down on Jack's chest and just stroked his fingers up and down its length until he fell asleep. The sounds of Etta James began to blur with the sounds of their soft snores.

Had Jack not thrown out the packaging, Ianto would have read the warning on the side that said "Not for humanoid consumption. Will cause severe drowsiness."

Comments

[bk_forever]

*giggles* It wound up being a better night than Ianto expected, it's been months since he last got such a good night's sleep. They should get more of that stuff!

Thanks for the fill!

[m-findlow.livejournal.com]

Agreed. Getting Jack to go to sleep is always the hard part!