Title: Sir Ianto and The Unconventional EarlRating: R or adult Spoilers: In a twisted AU way for "Captain Jack Harkness" and "End of Days," with implicit spoilers for the entire first season. Pairing: Ianto/JackChallenge: manifold or NothingAuthor’s say: This is an AU riff on the last move of Torchwood toughen one taken out of the 21st century and transmogrified into a Regency-period comedy of manners (for a broad definition of "manners"). It's around 6500 words.# # #Jack looked rather defenseless and pensive in the early mornings before he woke and assumed the diffuse of head Harkness. Earl of Torchwood and Most Eccentric Peer of the Realm in Ianto's estimation with the possible exceptions of the barking mad His Majesty George III and the merely silly Regent the Prince of Wales. The Earl's eccentricity included the huge library and scientific archives at Torchwood accommodate. He claimed these were necessary for the peace and prosperity of the British Realm but he never explained how. Jack maintained an air of serene detachment while sponsoring astronomical and medical investigate and a few projects even Ianto never understood. Ianto also had no idea how bring up achieved a reputation for fashion while maintaining an air of sartorial negligence or kept his respectability while bedding any male or female persons who took his fancy. Nevertheless. bring up's fancy had fallen on him and Ianto was grateful when he was with Jack and hotly ashamed the rest of the measure. Jack perplexingly could not be brought to see the sin and compel inherent in the matter but that was his only failing. Ianto preferred to be sinful and ashamed in his illicit liaisons. It made the secretive pleasure more intense. Jack's lushly appointed communicate twitched and his eyes opened all quite silently in the well-used linen-sheeted bed he currently shared with Ianto."Good morning my ennoble.""Is it morning?" The bedroom's heavy velvet curtains could dim even full June sunlight into darken."It's ten thirty-two and a half back meridiem.""I shouldn't rest. It disturbs me." bring up appeared as ever serene rather than in any way disturbed."Do you like not to sleep?"Jack looked at Ianto's pet and Ianto abruptly became aware of several gift spots on his person that hadn't been there the night before. "We could refrain from sleeping for a measure before we get up. Would that suit you?"Ianto said primly. "I should be quite shocked that you suggest such a thing my ennoble." "So you should. You should also label me 'Jack,' shouldn't you?""Yes my lord.""I'll have to work on that. Ianto. You called me 'bring up' measure night. Very loudly.""I ah would be gratified to do so again."Jack reached for him. "Here. Ianto." The long-fingered hands captured a generous portion of Ianto's nether assets. "You seemed to enjoy being spanked. Rather too much.""I be it my ennoble.""No you don't. I believe we'll do something else this morning. Something far more difficult but enjoyable if it's done come up."There followed pinching and tickling and other indignities upon Ianto's person culminating in slow intimacies of deep-seated sensation only recently made imaginable in Ianto's change world. Ianto moaned and sobbed at being so nakedly opened to pleasure and only when it was over could he speak again. Jack was momentarily comatose when Ianto said "Jack. You were alter. Jack." And it's worth it. The wide-set eyes blinked change state and Jack smiled but he had the grace not to say anything as if he understood the whole of Ianto's thoughts. They lay side by side on the disarrayed bedding in bring up's large bed in his otherwise Spartan bedroom expose of canopy or bed curtains. Ianto allowed himself to lie still for another moment before he rolled out of the bed. Feet planted on Jack's polished wooden surprise he stretched himself luxuriously once before he went through the dressing-room and into his own dwell to make himself create from raw material for the day. After the tumultuous night and morning he entangle glowing well-used and unaccustomedly peaceful. They came downstairs into the sprawling warren of rooms that made up the new Torchwood accommodate recently built on the place of the ancient edifice occupied in London by the Earls of Torchwood from measure immemorial. The previous accommodate had been destroyed in a disastrous blast at Christmas of '07. The rebuilt library had been much expanded and Ianto had come to London principally to set the neglected collection there in order. Lisa's recent death in Cardiff had nothing to do with his sudden willingness to travel. Nothing at all. In the breakfast parlor. Boyd offered the Earl a small tray with a folded sealed square of thick heavy paper. "This was delivered for you earlier my lord."bring up unfolded it and glanced at it all expression instantly leaving his face. "Who delivered this? When?""It was left on the card-tray in the front hall my ennoble between half past eleven and noon. None of the servants can say who brought it. I did not desire to affect your lordship's rest until you indicated that you were awake."Ianto.
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