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m_findlowTitle: Call me irresponsible
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: M
Length: 500 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 625 - Irresponsible at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
slashthedrabble
Summary: Jack doesn't see any reason why they should change their usual habits.
Jack rolled lazily onto his side in bed, finding Ianto nudged up against him. He snakes an arm around him, resting his hand on Ianto's shoulder, feeling the other man ease back into the touch. Jack gently rubbed his shoulder, earning a pleased sound.
'D'you like that, do you?' Jack asked, enjoying the semi-sleepy motion of it.
'Mmm hmm,' Ianto hummed back.
Jack had to admit sleeping in was nice, and not something they got to do nearly as much as they had done in the past. Having three tiny children tended to disrupt any plans for a lie in, but for some reason they must have gotten the memo that it was Saturday and that Dads were entitled to a bit of extra relaxation as well.
Jack grew bored with the shoulder massage fairly quickly. Now that he was properly awake he'd decided it was worth capitalising on it, letting his hand drift lower under the duvet. 'If you liked that, I bet you'll like this even more,' he teased.
Ianto may have been half asleep before but now he was wide awake. His hand was quickly on top of Jack's but not in a good way. It was grabbing his hand firmly and pulling it away. That wasn't a good sign. 'No,' Ianto told him.
'Why not?' Jack couldn't remember the last time they'd done more than crash into bed. It used to be his favourite room in the house for a totally different reason that had nothing to do with looking forward to sleep.
'The kids,' Ianto reminded him. 'They could burst in here at any moment and see us.'
Jack gave a heavy sigh. 'Do we have to be perfect parents all the time? Don't we get to be a little bit irresponsible every now and then? I'll be really quiet. Promise.'
'You're never quiet,' Ianto argued. 'And I don't know how you expect me to be quiet when you do your thing. Do you really want to have to explain to them why their daddies are naked and yelling and tangled together?'
Jack rolled his eyes. 'People do have sex after childbirth, you know. I'll bet your parents did it all the time and you never saw them, did you?'
'I'd really rather not think about my parents having sex. As in ever. Immaculate conception works fine for me.'
Jack rolled over on top of him, pinning him down. 'Immaculate conception, my arse.' He began rocking on top of Ianto's hips. 'Oh, yes! Oh, we'll call him Ianto if it's a boy, yes, oh, more! That's it! Oh!'
Ianto's hands flapped at his face trying to silence him but Jack had all the leverage. 'You are such a child! Hush!'
'Make love to me and I'll be quiet as a church mouse,' Jack vowed, ensnaring Ianto's lips in a kiss. He pulled the duvet over their heads and began tugging away clothes. To hell with being a good role model. Naughty was much more fun.
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: M
Length: 500 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 625 - Irresponsible at
slashthedrabbleSummary: Jack doesn't see any reason why they should change their usual habits.
Jack rolled lazily onto his side in bed, finding Ianto nudged up against him. He snakes an arm around him, resting his hand on Ianto's shoulder, feeling the other man ease back into the touch. Jack gently rubbed his shoulder, earning a pleased sound.
'D'you like that, do you?' Jack asked, enjoying the semi-sleepy motion of it.
'Mmm hmm,' Ianto hummed back.
Jack had to admit sleeping in was nice, and not something they got to do nearly as much as they had done in the past. Having three tiny children tended to disrupt any plans for a lie in, but for some reason they must have gotten the memo that it was Saturday and that Dads were entitled to a bit of extra relaxation as well.
Jack grew bored with the shoulder massage fairly quickly. Now that he was properly awake he'd decided it was worth capitalising on it, letting his hand drift lower under the duvet. 'If you liked that, I bet you'll like this even more,' he teased.
Ianto may have been half asleep before but now he was wide awake. His hand was quickly on top of Jack's but not in a good way. It was grabbing his hand firmly and pulling it away. That wasn't a good sign. 'No,' Ianto told him.
'Why not?' Jack couldn't remember the last time they'd done more than crash into bed. It used to be his favourite room in the house for a totally different reason that had nothing to do with looking forward to sleep.
'The kids,' Ianto reminded him. 'They could burst in here at any moment and see us.'
Jack gave a heavy sigh. 'Do we have to be perfect parents all the time? Don't we get to be a little bit irresponsible every now and then? I'll be really quiet. Promise.'
'You're never quiet,' Ianto argued. 'And I don't know how you expect me to be quiet when you do your thing. Do you really want to have to explain to them why their daddies are naked and yelling and tangled together?'
Jack rolled his eyes. 'People do have sex after childbirth, you know. I'll bet your parents did it all the time and you never saw them, did you?'
'I'd really rather not think about my parents having sex. As in ever. Immaculate conception works fine for me.'
Jack rolled over on top of him, pinning him down. 'Immaculate conception, my arse.' He began rocking on top of Ianto's hips. 'Oh, yes! Oh, we'll call him Ianto if it's a boy, yes, oh, more! That's it! Oh!'
Ianto's hands flapped at his face trying to silence him but Jack had all the leverage. 'You are such a child! Hush!'
'Make love to me and I'll be quiet as a church mouse,' Jack vowed, ensnaring Ianto's lips in a kiss. He pulled the duvet over their heads and began tugging away clothes. To hell with being a good role model. Naughty was much more fun.
