The Torchwood Drabble Files

by badly-knitted

A collection of Torchwood drabbles that continues to grow. Thanks to everyone who's making this possible. You're greatly appreciated, so I'm reinstating an old game - the writer of every 100th review gets to request a drabble/ficlet of their choice. Still using a T rating to cover anything I might write, just to be safe.

194. Deceptive

Title: Deceptive

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Jack, Ianto

Rating: PG-13

Written For: Challenge 300 at tw100

Spoilers: None.

Summary: Ianto's date night attire is having a dramatic effect on Jack, and Ianto knows it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.

A/N: For the square Leather/Deception

A/N2: This is the ninth drabble for Challenge 300, marking my first completion of the whole challenge. Being me though, I decided to complete the challenge a second time so I still have another nine to be posted. o_O

I love Janto: I think you're right. Jack's used to people taking him at face value, never bothering to look beneath the surface, but Ianto sees the real man and accepts everything about him. That's something very precious to Jack.

Argh! Oh dear. it's on my list of fics to write, but I know it will be very long and will take a lot of research and concentration which I really haven't got time for, I'm lucky if I get half an hour to write a day between all the chores I'm stuck with, but I'll try to write a snippet with Nosy and a toy for you. The main fic will have to wait until summer when the fire's out and I've got more free time - I gain a couple of hours a day when I haven't got that to clean out twice a day. It will get written, just life has seriously got in the way this year with mum's health issues as well as my own. Hope that will be alright. I can see the toys fic being several chapters long and it's not something I want to rush.

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Jack stared admiringly at Ianto's outfit – deep red shirt, open halfway down his chest, matt black leather trousers that looked like they'd been painted on, and matching waistcoat. He looked good enough to eat. There was just one thing worrying Jack.

"You look positively sinful, but are you sure you can breathe wearing those?"

"Trust me, Jack," Ianto purred, winking, "I can do a whole lot more in these than just breathe. They're not as inflexible as they look." With that he bent over and touched his toes to prove it.

Jack's jaw dropped and his brain left the building.

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The End