Title: Dancing with her, dancing with him.
Prompt: Dancing
Fandom/Characters: Torchwood, Jack Harkness, Gwen Cooper-Williams and Ianto Jones.
Medium: fic
Rating: PG
Warnings: None that I can think of.
Summary: Jack's train of thought during Gwen's wedding reception.
Word count: 818 more or less.
Note: Written for Schmoop Bingo
Beta: Jooles34
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It had been a hell of a day and a hell of a wedding. He had nearly lost her. And it would have been his fault. He should not have taken her with him on that hunt just because he wanted her to stay a little bit longer with him as Miss Gwen Cooper. He had been stupid and selfish, and she got hurt.
The case was closed; the monster had been stopped, a man was lying dead upstairs in a room, and they would have a lot of cleaning to do.
But right now they were dancing. It was just the two of them. She was in his arms and he was feeling good, so good. Rhys was the right man for her, it was something Jack had understood for a long time now; or was it just that he had convinced himself not to get too involved with her?
Like another man could stop him from getting a girl he really wanted. No. Gwen being married wouldn't change anything for him, for them. He loved her and would continue to love her.
He got lost in his thought just enjoying the dance; feeling her body so responsive against him, letting his mind wonder on the possibilities. Those sparkling dark eyes looking up at him; he could have dived into and drawn in those eyes. He loved her, really loved her.
They could run away, he would take her hand and he knew she would follow. Running with the bride and ravishing her as soon as he could found a quiet place. Sex with her would be fabulous, they were highly compatible, that was something he'd known for sure since the first day.
He looked into her eyes; she was waiting, waiting for him to make a move. Tempting so tempting. But the consequences would be disastrous; after such a scandal retconning the whole party could be more complicated. His team would be furious with him, starting with Owen and Tosh, and as for Ianto? That could be fun. Of course his young lover would be angry, would call him selfish and irresponsible, but the makeup sex with Ianto would be just a plus in favour of the escapade.
No, the real problem was her. She would come with him he knew that for sure just looking in her eyes. She would come and would never forgive him for that. She would never forgive him for breaking her dreams by making them real, and would hate him for that because reality always deceives dreams.
As pragmatic as she looked Gwen Cooper had issues with reality. She couldn't bare it when he proved not to be the entirely reliable hero she believe him to be. She was always confronting him on every detail, forcing him to do even more, or better than he intend to in the first place. And that was what he had hired her for; that was also what had seduce him to her; her very demanding side. It was undoubtedly a good dynamic for Torchwood and for the team. But she would want a real relationship and a relationship with her would be hell, at least for him.
Rhys looked like if he was coping, though. But she didn't look at Rhys like she was looking up to him, and that was the point; Rhys was allowed to fail, he was not.
He held her a bit closer, as close as he could, her body against his, her breath against his nape, it felt so good. Tempting so tempting and she was not helping. He wasn't a saint and, having her responding like that was so hard to resist. He looked into her eyes again hoping to find some warning to back off, but there was none. A kiss, just a kiss. What could be bad about kissing the bride? Those lips were so waiting for him. Tempting so tempting. Help. Someone, anyone help!
Ianto. Smooth and sharp Ianto, reliable Ianto, here was the real hero saving the party, saving the bride from the scandal and his Captain from being blamed. Dancing with Ianto, his hot body against his. It was so comforting to be held like that by the other man. There was confidence and understanding in Ianto's blue eyes. Ianto didn't look up to him, and was always there to catch and hold Jack when he failed.
Ianto was not offering more than he could give and not asking for more than Jack was ready to give. That was the point. Jack knew he could lose himself in Ianto, because Ianto was strong enough to take him as he was. Jack loved her, really loved her, but it would only be a fireworks with her, and it would ends in tears and in the end she would hate him just like the others before her, before him.