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m_findlowTitle: The high life
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack, John Hart
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 248 - Living it up at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Summary: For Jack, there could be worse things than being the sexual object of his partner's desire. A double drabble.
It was hard not to think of John looking smug as he lounged back on the neon blue leather seats, sipping a cocktail that was equally lurid in colour.
He'd been eyeing off everyone else in the bar, at least until Jack had sidled through his line of sight, and then John's leering was directed at him. There were worse things he supposed. If he wasn't in the mood for John, no doubt they'd recruit some else, or several someone's to join them before the night was done. At least one of them would surely tickle his fancy. John liked them pretty and Jack didn't mind that one bit.
If it wasn't for the immediate danger to life and possible chance of being arrested and thrown into prison for the rest of his natural life, this rogue outlaw business wasn't so bad. It wasn't like he owed the Time Agency any favours these days. And for the first time he had money. Enough to have no qualms about living it up and buying himself a good time.
He smiled naughtily back at John and tipped back his hypervodka, reaching for another on the table. Tonight would be a good night.
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Jack, John Hart
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 248 - Living it up at
drabble_weeklySummary: For Jack, there could be worse things than being the sexual object of his partner's desire. A double drabble.
It was hard not to think of John looking smug as he lounged back on the neon blue leather seats, sipping a cocktail that was equally lurid in colour.
He'd been eyeing off everyone else in the bar, at least until Jack had sidled through his line of sight, and then John's leering was directed at him. There were worse things he supposed. If he wasn't in the mood for John, no doubt they'd recruit some else, or several someone's to join them before the night was done. At least one of them would surely tickle his fancy. John liked them pretty and Jack didn't mind that one bit.
If it wasn't for the immediate danger to life and possible chance of being arrested and thrown into prison for the rest of his natural life, this rogue outlaw business wasn't so bad. It wasn't like he owed the Time Agency any favours these days. And for the first time he had money. Enough to have no qualms about living it up and buying himself a good time.
He smiled naughtily back at John and tipped back his hypervodka, reaching for another on the table. Tonight would be a good night.
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Date: 2021-07-28 08:06 pm (UTC)