Slashthedrabble Challenge 449 - Tied up

[m_findlow]

Title: Tied up
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack, Ianto, also mentions Tosh, Owen and Gwen
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 500 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 449 - Leash at slashthedrabble
Summary: Bondage doesn't sound quite so good when you're a canine....

'Oi! Give it ere!' Owen grumbled, as the creature scampered away, prize clutched in its mouth.

'That's my wallet, you bastard! Ianto!' Owen screamed, 'If you don't do something about that mangy mutt I'm going to cut its balls off!'

If he thought they might grow back, Ianto was sorely tempted to let Owen do just that.

'Jack!' he yelled, as the sandy coloured Scarlet Pimpernel rushed by, oblivious to his calls. Bloody hell. It had been hard enough getting Jack house trained when he'd been human, but the dog version was even worse. Stupid bloody rift and its stupid bloody gadgets that fell through.

'It's not working,' Owen said, receiving an annoyed huff from Ianto in return. 'Can't you control your boyfriend?'

Jack whizzed by in a flash of fur, nearly sending Gwen tumbling to the floor.

'I'm trying,' Ianto complained, 'but my threats to withhold coffee and sex don't really work on dogs. Thankfully,' he added, considering the latter.

Jack zipped by again and slipped between Tosh's legs, finally ceasing his mad dash.

'Oh, you think if you sit behind Tosh, grinning stupidly and wagging your tail, we'll take pity on you?' Ianto asked. 'I don't think so. That cute puppy dog look is not going to work on me, pal. We all know it was you who upended all the crockery in the kitchen, and you who left that little present under Gwen's desk, and you who polished off that entire plate of choc au pains I left in the boardroom. Don't you know chocolate is bad for dogs?'

Jack just continued to hide behind Tosh, wagging his tail and giving his prize the odd chew.

'He's slobbering all over it and leaving teeth marks!' Owen growled. He'd really liked that leather wallet. Apparently so did Jack.

Ianto was tired of playing games. The whole team would blame him for Jack's naughtiness. Why it was his job to keep Jack in line was anybody's guess.

'I'm going to get a leash and tie you up,' Ianto threatened. 'And it won't be nearly as much fun as when I usually do it. You'll be out in the hub with no warm bed to snuggle into.'

At that, the wallet fell from his mouth, and a little contrite whimper left his lips. He scurried out from behind Tosh and came to sit right on top of Ianto's feet, rolling over on his back in surrender. Typical, Ianto thought. He knew exactly what was being said, and had only been pretending he didn't understand.

'That's better. Now go fetch Owen's wallet. Take it over to him and apologise.'

Jack went and retrieved it, taking it over to the grumpy medic.

'Disgusting,' Owen said, picking it up with gloved fingers.

'Good Jack,' Ianto said. Jack bounded over and reached up, licking his face.

'Urgh,' Ianto cringed, face covered in dog slobber. 'This is definitely the one time I'm going to insist on no tongue when you kiss.'

Comments

[bk_forever]

ROFL! Dog Jack is a menace!

Really hope the chocolate didn't do him any harm, it's a serious danger for dogs and I don't think that's the way Ianto would like to find out if Dog Jack is still immortal.