I'm back and hopefully won't disappear anytime soon. These past months have been a rough time to me in so many level. School has kept me busy as hell, I've been sick, there has been all kinds of personal difficulties... but thank god I have found my passion for fic writing again and I'm back to share my fics. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Jack and Ianto and Ianto's taste buds don't belong to me (not for the lack of trying though)
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Every person Ianto Jones meets tastes different. He doesn't go and lick people, not at all, it's just the way his body works. He sees a person and gets a taste. It started when he was just a kid and said to his mother that she tasted like honey. She told him to keep his mouth shut like a good Welsh boy and never was much of a mother after that.
Gwen tastes almost too sweet to be pleasant and reminds Ianto of fudge. Owen is an fresh orange with a sharp aftertaste. Toshiko is white chocolate and cranberries. Suzie used to taste like dry, white wine and Ianto was never a big fan of hers. He loved the way Lisa tasted back then in London: a bit like strawberries but not quite. After the Battle of Canary Wharf she started to taste like copper.
Jack is a completely new flavour and Ianto hates the way it makes his mouth water. Jack is spicy and exotic. He doesn't remind Ianto of anything familiar so it's easy to figure out that Jack wasn't born anywhere near America or Earth for that matter. It should be unsettling and scary but Ianto can't force himself to care because that's how delicious Jack tastes.
The most annoying thing still isn't turning into a Pavlov's dog whenever Jack is near but the fact that Ianto can't taste himself. He has tried, of course, he even licked his own hand but the only thing he got was lemon scented soap. This bothers him a lot because he uses his unique sense of taste to define people and put them to nice little boxes - for him not tasting is like not knowing.
Jack and himself are the only persons left outside the boxes.
Considering that it's not a shock when they end up together. Ianto tastes of nothing and Jack's taste is too much - together they create some sort of a balance. But it's a bit surprising that Jack's taste lingers on Iantos tongue even after the immortal ran away with the Doctor.
Ianto wants Jack back with feverish determination. He needs Jack back and it's not because of the shagging was amazing, they actually talked and had their little moments outside Torchwood but because Jack's taste is fading in his mouth and Ianto doesn't want to be nothing anymore.