Ха, наверно я не умею быть вечно позитивной или вечно веселой и на меня иногда находит. . я искала один фик, нашла совершенно другой и совершенно на другую тему но он прекрасен.
28 Flavors of Ianto Jones# 15 Obedient Ianto No matter what Jack asked of him, Ianto always responded with a quiet, "Yes, sir," and went about fulfilling his request neatly and efficiently. A dozen witnesses who needed to be retconned? "Yes, sir." A violent alien attack that needed to be disguised as a mugging gone bad? "Yes, sir." Yet another cup of perfect coffee? "Yes, sir."
Sometimes Jack played a little game. How far could he push Ianto--what would finally be the thing that made Ianto say, "Sir, no"? He asked Ianto to index the files predating 1915, and Ianto had it finished within a week. He asked Ianto to find him a birthday gift for his great-aunt Bertha "with the really terrible allergies" and Ianto brought back a brass sculpture of Durher's praying hands. He said to Ianto, "There's this line in a poem . . . I think the cover's blue? Something about 'I give you my beard and breast'?" and Ianto gravely put a copy of 'Leaves of Grass' in his hands less than two hours later. He said, "Name this tune," and whistled it for a full five minutes while Ianto looked at him with a completely bland expression.
"'Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree With Anyone Else But Me,' sir," he said when Jack finally stopped whistling.
"Is that an invitation?"
"I'll see if I can find you some apple trees, sir."
This will be it, Jack thought as he unknotted Ianto's tie, looking into his eyes. This is where he'll finally say, No, sir, and I'll know his limits. "I want to kiss you," he said out loud, and Ianto murmured, "Yes, sir." "I want to lick every inch of your body," Jack went on, and Ianto said, "Yes, sir," as his cheeks flushed with color. "And then," said Jack, "I want you bent over my desk--"
"No, sir," Ianto said and raised his head. There was a gleam in his eyes and a smile starting to form on his lips. "I don't think we'll be doing that."
"Oh, really?" said Jack, and then Ianto had his wrists in a strong grip and Jack was pressed against the nearest wall.
"Yes," Ianto said. "Really."
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и еще, если есть у кого фик на эту тему, дайти почитать а?
Пост 3 сезон, Джек/Янто...в прнцепе вопоминания Джека о Янто. Куда бы он не шол ему все о нем напоминает. и все в таком духе.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pa0_VdNNDk
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31.05.2010 в 11:23-
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31.05.2010 в 11:24-
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31.05.2010 в 11:28И кстати, если свежие, то и не холодные.
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31.05.2010 в 11:30Ладно, я со спецом спорить не буду
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31.05.2010 в 11:35-
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31.05.2010 в 12:08-
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31.05.2010 в 12:15frakkin-addict.livejournal.com/
И по названию в фиках:" Never Did Run Smooth".
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31.05.2010 в 12:19-
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31.05.2010 в 14:08www.fanfiction.net/s/5109345/1/Blood_Runs_Red
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31.05.2010 в 14:12-
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31.05.2010 в 14:18Но облом в том, что все закончилось так и не начавшись, а я тут уже кофием с плюшками запаслась
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31.05.2010 в 14:53-
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02.06.2010 в 20:16www.fanfiction.net/s/5011837/1/The_Darkness
Рекомендую))
Если чего прочтешь, поделись впечатлением, а то мне не с кем
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02.06.2010 в 20:23