Title: Lost for words
Fandom: Torchwood
Author: m_findlow
Characters/Pairing: Martha Jones, Ianto
Rating: PG
Challenge: 38 - Dabble at
drabble_weekly
Warnings: none
Spoilers: none
Summary: Ianto struggles to find the right word to describe it. A double drabble.
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
'We... dabble,' he replied, watching the mile wide grin spread across Martha's face.
Dabble? Well that was putting it diplomatically, he thought. If dabbling was letting Jack do whatever he liked, then yes, they dabbled, but he suspected they were well past that.
Dabble was what he'd done the first night they'd kissed in the SUV, Ianto having thrown all his eggs in one slightly drunken basket.
Dabble was the first time he'd let Jack slowly undress him, putting his body on display, letting Jack touch all those parts of him that set his body afire.
Dabble was what he'd done when Jack begged him to touch him with his lips anywhere, everywhere.
They'd dabbled in the SUV, on Jack's desk, in the cells, the tourist office, Myfanwy's nest - preferably without Myfanwy - the hothouse, at the top of the invisible lift...
The only experimentation left was seeing how long they could leave each other hanging on the edge. It was so x-rated Ianto felt the need to close his eyes half the time.
Yes, they dabbled, but that was a lifetime ago. In the end he supposed it didn't matter. Martha knew Jack well enough to see through his innocent words.
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Date: 2017-06-24 10:04 pm (UTC)Definitely past the dabbling stage by now ;)