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25 November 2008 @ 11:22 pm
nov 25: twfanfic: pretty vacant [Jack/Ianto]  
by lucy_locket
Pretty Vacant;
Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones;
R/18-Rated, non-con; 636words; Coda 1.06;
(but not the coda I've promised you indiefairy ;) I'm just
in one of those "moods" and this is what transpired! Sorry, Ianto!
Um. Also, on a side note- I *really* like this moodtheme. Ahem.

 

Jack's fingers are deceptively light as they hold his wrists pinned at his sides, his body pressed right up close against Ianto's own, his breathing harsh and heavy as he all but growls his displeasure against his ear.

 

They are down in the basement now. The one Jack had sealed off the moment they'd finished the clean up of his girlfriend and he'd been forbidden from ever returning. Ianto hadn't taken kindly to the command and made it his mission to visit the room as often as he was able, if for nothing more than to mourn the turns his life had taken and taken from him.

 

Ianto had come down here not long after their return from the Brecon Beacons, his head a reeling mess and needing the peace and quite and the reminder that he was still alive and hurting and that's when Jack had come across him. Dark eyes raking over his body in ways that make Ianto shiver, scrabbling from his knees to his feet as Jack enters the room, kicking the door shut behind him.

 

The whole room echoes with the clang of slamming metal and Ianto's breath catches in his throat as Jack storms up to him, shoving him with force against the nearest wall- his hands quick to grab and shove Ianto's arms downwards- his fingers only now choosing to squeeze that little bit tighter, nails biting into already wounded flesh and Ianto bares his teeth and shoves at Jack with his upper body (legs kicked apart and barely supporting him) as Jack grounds into him without pretence and Ianto hisses and spits and curses- fingers curling fists, nails raking at the stone of the wall behind him as Jack leans in to bite at his neck- sharp, nipping bites that will bruise and bleed beneath the flesh and Ianto bites at his tongue to keep the sounds of pain from seeping past lips that are already swollen pliant from kisses demanding and brutal and of which he has no say in.

 

No control in any of this as Jack hisses obscenities in his ear and curses him for disobeying him, for coming here and daring to stay, for lying about their kiss and Ianto whimpers as his mouth is plundered once more with tongue and teeth, his arms dragged upwards- above his head and held in place in one strong hand as the other is let loose to roam his chest and down below- to touch him and mark him and claim him with strokes and squeezes that hurt-

 

-oh god how they hurt-

 

-and he feels cold air and hot hands, both feverish against his skin as his shirt is ripped open and he has to turn his face away, eyes clenching closed against the insanity in Jack's eyes and the tears that filled his own and there is blood in his mouth now as teeth slice flesh and he shakes so badly, so afraid, so very, very afraid and he is pleading and writhing to get away and-

 

-Jack, Jack! No, God, please no…!-

 

-Jack’s nails are dragging crimson lines across pale flesh in betrayal and forgiveness and punishment and everything and nothing as Jack ruts against him and he is forced to take it, to feel it, to choke back the sickness from it as, finally, he finishes with him, leaving Ianto to slide lifelessly to the floor- the hands, body, pressure gone; a sobbing, wretch of a man left as he curls into a ball and cries so openly and brokenly.

 

And from above him, the sound of Jack's harsh breathing burns at his ears. Damning him and shaming him and claiming him.

 

He knows. He knows. As he raises his head up; streaming eyes and shame-faced. He knows. He shall never again disobey.

[ end. ]
[ written as part of Caspe-Wri-Mo ]

 
 
mood: busybusy
music: inbetween watching supernatural
 
 
 
ditchwaterrosieditchwaterrosie on November 25th, 2008 11:34 pm (UTC)
And from above him, the sound of Jack's harsh breathing burns at his ears. Damning him and shaming him and claiming him.

OMG I love that line. So utterly wrong and awful in all the right ways.

This is a fab piece of writing. It actually upset me. It's so raw!

:D
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.05 \\ Killer Iantocs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:34 pm (UTC)
<33 thank you! And forgive me for being rather pleased at having upset you ;) but that was most certainly the intention with this piece.

thanks so much, darling!
Peace,
Caspe
Erin Giles: ianto - torturederin_giles on November 26th, 2008 01:16 am (UTC)
*whimpers* Ianto?

You big meanie!! Although at the same time the literature lover in me is loving this. Great imagery and you can really feel the emotion in this hun. Great job!

And I didn't need to get the pointy stick out tonight! XP
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 1.12 \\ Ianto hurtcs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:37 pm (UTC)
Um. Yes. And? XD

Aww thank you! This was just one of those spur of the moment, lets try some theraputic pouring out of the rage, and tada, poor Ianto took a beating ;) um. Sorry?

ILU. Thank you!
Peace,
Caspe
mrs_cj_harkness: Ianto (Can weevils swim?)mrs_cj_harkness on November 26th, 2008 05:52 pm (UTC)
::heartrate increases::

Woah.

Dark and raw and gorgeous all at the same time. <3
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.01 \\ Ianto fucking Jonescs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:37 pm (UTC)
X) thank you, hun!

I like to let my darker side out every once and a while ;)

Peace,
Caspe
daylyndaylyn on November 27th, 2008 05:16 am (UTC)
Wow. Powerful and painful and raw and just... OMG... agonizing. This is so vivid; your images are just amazing and you really have captured the horror and the pain.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.05 \\ Comforting Squeezecs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:38 pm (UTC)
<33 thank you for reading this hun! I'm glad, with the content, it still worked okay :)

Peace,
Caspe
laurapetrilaurapetri on November 29th, 2008 04:05 am (UTC)
OMG! That was brutally raw. The words really created an intense scene that just drew me in.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.05 \\ Killer Ianto... shocs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:39 pm (UTC)
Thank you! My darker side like to come out and play every so often, and I'm real pleased it worked in this.

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
missthingsplacemissthingsplace on November 30th, 2008 06:45 pm (UTC)
WOW ... amazing!
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ Ianto; WTF!?cs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:40 pm (UTC)
Thank you XD

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
lemiserabelle on November 30th, 2008 06:55 pm (UTC)
Sparse, yet rich. Very well done. I have a question, though. Do you see this fitting into canon or any of your other fics, Jack raping Ianto and then having some strange kind of relationship with him? It wouldn't be healthy, but it would be interesting to watch that happen.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.05 \\ Head&Hand Jobcs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:44 pm (UTC)
Though it's not something I'd keep in my personal canon, I do think this is something that could have happened if Jack was still the man he was once upon a time- we know he used to torture people, that he was a conman, and under the right circumstances I think a good push in the wrong direction *could* theoretically push him into doing something like this. It's an interesting concept at least.

I wouldn't fit this piece into my another of my fics, though I have explored a similar Jack in a piece called "Sinnerman", where, again as a result of Lisa, Jack takes his anger out on Ianto.

Thank you for reading! I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
The Patron Saint of Switchblade Fights: Torchwood: Ianto/Lisascissorknot on November 30th, 2008 07:35 pm (UTC)
Holy Cow!
That was so messed up. It pushed all the wrong buttons like it should have. Great job.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.01 \\ Ianto fucking Jonescs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:45 pm (UTC)
Re: Holy Cow!
Thank you! That was exactly my intention, and I'm so psyched it worked out ;)

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
Rhi: kill the painvipersweb on November 30th, 2008 07:45 pm (UTC)
gods. Very emotional and raw and just... a lot of punch in it.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ 2.07 \\ Gwen is spooked!cs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:47 pm (UTC)
thank you! I like playing with all sorts of themes when it comes to these boys, nothing is too taboo and I'm really glad there are people willing to embrace it also.

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
thrace_adams: Ianto Sadthrace_adams on December 1st, 2008 06:32 am (UTC)
Oh wow. That was just so raw and so powerful. Damn. Wow.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ Jack; torchwoodcs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:48 pm (UTC)
thank you! Sometimes you just get so tired reading about the same old nicey-nicey Jack, sometimes people forget he's got a bit of a dark past behind him. ;)

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf
trektotorchtrektotorch on December 1st, 2008 10:36 pm (UTC)
Dark but very powerful writing. Well done with the imagery it brings.
Campaspe: Torchwood \\ Jack; oh fuckcs_whitewolf on December 14th, 2008 11:49 pm (UTC)
Thank you! And thank you for reading.

Peace,
CS WhiteWolf