Need
Word Count: 200
Summary: Jack needs Ianto. It's as simple as that.
Characters: Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: R
Spoiler: Exit Wounds
Setting: after Exit Wounds
Warnings: mention of canon character deaths, non-explicit sex
Author's Note: Written for the tw100 prompt #200: Reverse Fandom Stargate SG-1. We had to write a double-drabble (200 words) and use an episode title from Stargate SG-1 as a prompt. This drabble was inspired by the title Need – I love this episode.
Disclaimer: I'm not making money with this fanfic. The tv-show Torchwood and the characters appearing within it belong to their producers and creators. Any similarities to living or dead persons are purely coincidental and not intended.
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Normally, their struggle for dominance in bed was either playful or passionate and they could never tell beforehand who would win. But one night after Owen and Tosh died, Jack led Ianto down to his room and started to take control right away. Ianto let him have it. Jack's touch, his kisses, his words were intense and rough and tender, but most of all, they were needy.
Jack pushed Ianto down onto the bed, his hands proceeding to burn paths across Ianto's overheated skin. He fisted one hand in Ianto's hair to bare his throat and scrape his teeth down towards the pulse point, causing Ianto to arch his hips and spread his legs. Jack took everything Ianto offered, he took him – hard and rough to make Ianto lose control and cling to the sheets, then again slow and tender until Ianto trembled, raking his nails down Jack's back.
Later, when they were lying in a tangled, messy and sweaty heap, Jack whispered, "Don't die on me." Ianto heard his breath hitch on something like a sob. "Don't you or Gwen dare and die on me. I need you."
Ianto didn't answer. There were promises one should never make.
END
06/11