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It was a quiet day in the Hub, Jack had gone out to check a small rift spike spotted earlier in the day leaving Ianto and Gwen sat alone on the Hub sofa relaxing with a cup of Ianto’s coffee each. Gwen kept sparing sideways glances at Ianto and eventually he decided to put a stop to her nervous looks.
“Anything you want, Gwen? More coffee, biscuits perhaps?
Gwen shifted uncomfortably in her seat for a short while before asking “Do you ever- you know?”
“As much as I may say I know everything; I have no idea what you are going on about, Gwen. Care to inform me?”
“Do you ever you know... go on... your knees for him?” Ianto nearly choked on the coffee he was drinking before a sly smile appeared on his face.
“Oh, yeah, all the time.” He replied taking a sip from the cup.
“Really?” Gwen asked a small blush colouring her cheeks and a look of disbelief gracing her wide eyes.
“Oh yeah,” Ianto replied the cheeky grin still plastered to his face “several times a day sometimes. It doesn’t seem to matter where we are either. Quite a few times now he has demanded right there in the middle of the street” Ianto made some gestures with his hands waving towards the floor “that we stop what we are doing because and I quote 'Ianto it’s getting uncomfortable and I keep getting disturbed looks off old women’” he said, making what turned out to be quite a bad impression of Jack “and then when I finally submit and get on my knees; we always have people looking at us.”
“Well urm” Gwen struggled to reply, was it getting hot in the room? “I would have thought you would do.”
Ianto sighed and set his now empty cup down on the table, that smile, however, still occupied his face “I mean honestly, how many years has he been alive? You would have thought he’d know better.”
“Oh yeah” Gwen replied still looking a bit distant “I totally agree with you...”
“It’s quite fun though, you should see some of the looks we get." he smiled "150 years old and he doesn’t know how to tie his own shoelaces...”
Gwen spluttered into her cup with thinly veiled snorts of laughter and swatted him on the arm “You’re a cruel man, Ianto Jones.”
“Anything you want, Gwen? More coffee, biscuits perhaps?
Gwen shifted uncomfortably in her seat for a short while before asking “Do you ever- you know?”
“As much as I may say I know everything; I have no idea what you are going on about, Gwen. Care to inform me?”
“Do you ever you know... go on... your knees for him?” Ianto nearly choked on the coffee he was drinking before a sly smile appeared on his face.
“Oh, yeah, all the time.” He replied taking a sip from the cup.
“Really?” Gwen asked a small blush colouring her cheeks and a look of disbelief gracing her wide eyes.
“Oh yeah,” Ianto replied the cheeky grin still plastered to his face “several times a day sometimes. It doesn’t seem to matter where we are either. Quite a few times now he has demanded right there in the middle of the street” Ianto made some gestures with his hands waving towards the floor “that we stop what we are doing because and I quote 'Ianto it’s getting uncomfortable and I keep getting disturbed looks off old women’” he said, making what turned out to be quite a bad impression of Jack “and then when I finally submit and get on my knees; we always have people looking at us.”
“Well urm” Gwen struggled to reply, was it getting hot in the room? “I would have thought you would do.”
Ianto sighed and set his now empty cup down on the table, that smile, however, still occupied his face “I mean honestly, how many years has he been alive? You would have thought he’d know better.”
“Oh yeah” Gwen replied still looking a bit distant “I totally agree with you...”
“It’s quite fun though, you should see some of the looks we get." he smiled "150 years old and he doesn’t know how to tie his own shoelaces...”
Gwen spluttered into her cup with thinly veiled snorts of laughter and swatted him on the arm “You’re a cruel man, Ianto Jones.”
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I got bored and the idea popped into my head and I figured seeing as it is 3.30 am I might as well write it.
I should really leave it overnight and check it tomorrow but I thought I would post it here now and then get someone to go through it for me tomorrow and post it on LiveJournal then.
So enjoy.
It's a PG Janto story although it only has Gwen and Ianto in it but it mentions Jack a lot.
I should really leave it overnight and check it tomorrow but I thought I would post it here now and then get someone to go through it for me tomorrow and post it on LiveJournal then.
So enjoy.
It's a PG Janto story although it only has Gwen and Ianto in it but it mentions Jack a lot.
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Wow. I didn't see that coming. 