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17 November 2006 @ 07:26 pm
TWFanFic: No Faerie Tale [Jack/Ianto]  
Title: No Faerie Tale
Author: CS_WhiteWolf
Rating(s): R-Rated.
Pairing(s): Jack Harkness/ Ianto Jones.
Word Count: 1005words.
Summary: Unbetad. Set right at the beginning of 1.05 Small Worlds, Jack’s lingering touch lingers a little longer…
A/N: What was supposed to be a light, romanticised piece seems to have taken on a bit of a sinister turn there towards the end. Sorry about that, chaps! :D
A/N ii: The quote "It's not a faerie tale, Ianto. The monsters are real, and there is no such thing as happily ever after..." was used thanks to a prompt by g_shadowslayer.
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"You shouldn't be here." Jack breathed, startled by Ianto's presence in the hub. He shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his trousers, hiding the rose petal he'd been contemplating from sight. He knew it was an omen, knew that the return of his nightmarish memories coupled with the finding of this single blood-red petal were not mere coincidences- the faeries were coming, they were coming… may already have come.
Ianto looked up in surprise, tearing his eyes from the folder he'd been studying. Another case file, Jack noticed with a suppressed frown. He didn’t think he’d seen Ianto stop working since the incident with the cyber- with Lisa. If it weren’t for Ianto’s immaculate as ever appearance, Jack would have been sure the young Welshman wasn’t taking care of himself nearly as much as he should be. Still, working oneself into an early grave wasn’t exactly the sign of a wholly sane man either.
"Neither should you," Ianto replied stiffly. His eyes watching Jack cautiously as he snapped the folder he’d been reading shut. They remained still for a moment, carefully sizing each other up before Jack made to step towards him.
Ianto all but recoiled, his heart hammering against his chest as he forced himself to move, his whole body tense as he walked up to the computer he’d been working on. He touched the mouse, disturbing the flash of the screensaver and pretended to engross himself amongst the graph charts and figures that reappeared on the screen.
In truth, Ianto was entirely too aware of Jack’s presence, hearing the echoing tap of his footsteps as the older man walked up behind him, stopping only an inch or two away from Ianto and Ianto could swear he felt the heat of Jack’s chest against his back. So close.
They’d avoided being alone together since… since his perceived betrayal. The words they had spoken, their actions towards each other, the gun’s they’d wielded at one another- somehow it had all combined to give them a frightening sense of just what they were capable of when pushed. They had tested each other’s boundaries and though they had managed not to kill each other at the end of it, there was only so much a man could take. Only so much a man was willing to take.
Ianto inhaled a sharp breath at the first touch. Jack’s hand rested atop his shoulder in an almost comforting way and Ianto was holding his breath, turning his head just slightly to shoot a furtive look at the hand that rubbed lightly over the spot it held. Ianto turned his eyes away just as quickly.
“What you got?” Jack asked and Ianto swallowed heavily. Jack’s voice was just as firm and commanding as ever and showed no sign that he knew of the effect his stroking hand was having upon Ianto. Ianto who could feel the warmth of Jack’s palm even through the layers he wore; his suit so protection against Jack’s touch.
“Funny sort of weather patterns,” Ianto managed to choke out in a suspiciously unsteady tone of voice as Jack slid his hand from his shoulder, tracing a path downwards before settling there at the small of Ianto’s back in a touch that gave off the impression of being possessive, domineering even as Jack’s fingers danced in circling strokes across his lower back.
“Jack?” Ianto breathed out, wanting to sigh in relief when Jack removed his hand completely but the want was lacking and Ianto found himself twisting around to face Jack, the space between them tight, non-existent as he found his chest brushing up against Jack’s own with every inhale.
Ianto tried to control his panting breaths, knowing how much more obvious they would be to Jack now that they stood facing one another, their bodies so very close. Jack’s eyes were unfathomably dark as they stared deep into Ianto’s own, searching for something in the depths of his own gaze.
Whether Jack found what he wanted, Ianto wasn’t sure, because just as Jack blinked his eyes- breaking the intensity of their shared look- and made to step back, Ianto’s hand snapped out on impulse and grabbed at Jack’s forearm, his fingers tightening their grip as he shuffled that inch of space forward, forcing them into a closer contact.
“Ianto,” Jack’s voice sounded deeper now, just as commanding but with an edge to it that made Ianto shiver, remembering that night not so very long ago- a gun to his head, hot lips across his mouth, a punch that said more than words ever could.
“Are you afraid of me, Ianto?” Jack asked in a purr that made Ianto’s legs week, his mouth parting in a gasp as Jack reached to hold him- strong hands bruising and tight about his hips as he tugged their bodies close enough to hurt.
“Yes…” Ianto’s eyes were wide, dark and wide and unable to look away from Jack now that they were close, so much closer than they had ever been before.
“It’s not a faerie tale, Ianto,” Jack said, with that feral look flashing in his eyes, smiling that boyish grin that hid the truth of something darker lurking beneath. “It can never be a faerie tale.”
And then Jack’s mouth was pressing down to cover his, and Ianto tasted emotion so fierce and so damning as to have him shivering, trembling in Jack’s arms, his hands clawing uselessly against Jack’s hold, and that’s when he knew, he knew… he knew-
“The monsters are real,” Jack pulled away, his lips reddened and wet and grinning as he spoke, “and there is no such thing as happily ever after.”
- the monsters were real, and Jack really was one of them. Jack was one and he knew and he held him so close, so tightly- too tightly- and Ianto was caught. Wholly and utterly caught and he was spiralling out of control. Spiralling down and into his control. And Jack had him now. Jack would always have him.
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mood: rejuvenatedrejuvenated
Galenn Shadowslayer (Penemuel): Torchwood - Jackg_shadowslayer on November 17th, 2006 07:54 pm (UTC)
Ohhh nice! I like the use of the prompt, and I like the way it turned out a little dark there.
Campaspe: TW Coffee Magiccs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 09:30 pm (UTC)
Thank you :) I'd saved the prompt a while ago and just as I writing this piece I realised it would fit quite nicely towards the end there.

I'm glad you liked it!
CS WhiteWolf
It looks about as sea-worthy as a rubber duck!harem_ent on November 17th, 2006 07:57 pm (UTC)
I think I have actually died...will you marry me? (well, civil ceremony me)
Campaspe: House lickcs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 09:55 pm (UTC)
Heh, thank you, darling! I'm glad you found it good enough to want to marry me, lol, and I suppose I could accept such a proposition were you to buy me a big sparkly ring ;)

CS WhiteWolf
lower_case_melower_case_me on November 17th, 2006 08:02 pm (UTC)
Wow. That was one hell of a dark twist in there. Nicely done.
Campaspe: TW OTPcs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 09:58 pm (UTC)
I honestly was going for a light, romantic piece... I'm still not sure what happened about that, but I'm glad you approve.

Thanks for reading, mi'dear!
CS WhiteWolf
I'd call you a genius but I'm in the room: TW - mouth to mouth (sc)elfinessy on November 17th, 2006 08:12 pm (UTC)
As gorgeous and delicious as always.... So hot together, those two.
Campaspe: TW Ianto stripecs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 10:05 pm (UTC)
:) Thank you! I'm so very pleased you liked, even with the somewhat 'dark' ending! I can't get enough of these boys either, I don't know how I'm going to cope meeting 'Ianto' tomorrow!

Thanks for reading!
CS WhiteWolf
(no subject) - elfinessy on November 17th, 2006 10:07 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - cs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 10:14 pm (UTC) (Expand)
adafrogadafrog on November 17th, 2006 08:15 pm (UTC)
Oh wow. Painful, and beautiful. Thanks.
Campaspe: TW Ianto Jonescs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 10:28 pm (UTC)
I'm very happy you found my story so, as I enjoyed writing the more 'sinister' ending. Thank you :)

CS WhiteWolf
Dominicdomsy on November 17th, 2006 08:26 pm (UTC)
Aww! I thought it was a lovely fic. I have no idea why people said it was dark, although I'm not sure I am entirely with it today, so I should probably read this again sometime later.

Anyways, that isn't stopping me saying it was lovely. And you write too good.

Campaspe: Snarry j'adorecs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 10:53 pm (UTC)
I think it could be because of the way Jack acts towards Ianto at the end there- but I personally like how I've written him, and I am glad you liked the story too :) Thanks for reading, sweetcheeks!

CS WhiteWolf
(Anonymous) on November 17th, 2006 08:32 pm (UTC)
Surely feral, not ferial?

Nice fic, anyway :D
Campaspe: TW Jack/Ianto Kisscs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 10:00 pm (UTC)
Do you know, I looked at that word when I wrote it and just knew there was something wrong with it. Thanks very much for pointing it out- all has now been corrected! :) And thanks for reading too!

CS WhiteWolf
Lady Koori: torchwood facesladykoori on November 17th, 2006 08:59 pm (UTC)
Very lovely.
Campaspe: House of Blackcs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 10:54 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :D And thanks for taking the time to read and comment.

CS WhiteWolf
cyberamanda on November 17th, 2006 10:04 pm (UTC)
I really liked that. I like that Jack can have a dark side as it makes it so much more interesting.
Campaspe: marmite/cheesecs_whitewolf on November 17th, 2006 11:00 pm (UTC)
I think Jack is the best character to have a darker side. We've only seen little glimpses of what he's like when he's not his usual charismatic self, and considering what he's been through in his life so far, it's only reasonable to think he can be just as bad as the rest of them. :)

Thank you for reading and enjoying, your comment has pleased me greatly!

CS WhiteWolf
NOM NOM NOM: jack/iantosam42 on November 17th, 2006 11:33 pm (UTC)
*squeak* I could see that happening oh so very well. Perfectly.
Campaspe: Alancs_whitewolf on November 18th, 2006 12:59 am (UTC)
Mmmm, how delightful would a more sinister Jack be on Torchwood? Heh. Poor Ianto wouldn't stand a chance! :D

Thank you for reading, darling!
CS WhiteWolf
Natz_eyesthatstare on November 18th, 2006 01:04 am (UTC)
Whoa, nice work :)
Campaspe: DW find a waycs_whitewolf on November 18th, 2006 03:42 pm (UTC)
::grins:: Thank you! :)

CS WhiteWolf

(Mmm to you icon btw, very appropriate!)
shara50 on November 18th, 2006 03:11 am (UTC)
Oh very well done!
Campaspe: HMD Shhhhhcs_whitewolf on November 18th, 2006 03:43 pm (UTC)
:D Thanks very much! I'm glad you approve.

CS WhiteWolf
RinRin Live Action~: J/I secrethoneyswallow on November 18th, 2006 02:19 pm (UTC)
Wonderful. Always amazing what one can make of such little scenes. I especially like the last couple of lines, because the monster's essentially Jack, and that makes him all the more mysterious and irresistible :)
Campaspe: HMD Wilson reflect Housecs_whitewolf on November 18th, 2006 03:47 pm (UTC)
I just adore writing those 'what ifs/happened next' pieces, there is always so much potential in those 'little scenes'. And I'm very pleased you liked the lines towards the end- I enjoyed turning Jack just that little bit 'darker' where Ianto was involved.

Thank you for reading and leaving such kind comments!
CS WhiteWolf

(And love for your icon too! Ianto looks appropriately terrified of Jack ;D )
rangeofvisionrangeofvision on May 12th, 2008 08:02 pm (UTC)
That was simply beautiful.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.11 \\ Mussed Upcs_whitewolf on May 13th, 2008 09:19 pm (UTC)
Thanks very much for reading :) I'm pleased you found it so.

CS WhiteWolf