accidental video

[jackedthename]

[The PCD turns on, flipped on its side. A button has been hit unintentionally, and the viewer is treated to a sideways video of one Jack Harkness, naked and partially covered in a bedsheet. He's glaring at another pair of sheets that have been tied to the bedposts, muttering curses in languages probably no one other than the Doctor and the Master actually know. As hard as he tries, he can't actually get free of those sheets, and he has things he'd rather be doing.]

Ianto? Little help here? ... ...Ianto? It'd be really nice if Owen didn't have to untie me, if only for my dignity. You do like me having dignity, right?

[...Speaking of dignity. Jack finally turns and blinks a bit at the running PCD, before attacking the camera with his free hand hurriedly.] Oh, bugger this.

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[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[Oh, that's the sort of smile Jack loves to see. He leans up, too, as much as he can, grinning.]

[emptynight]

[A taste. His lips touch Jack's and the demon rises eagerly into the promise of life. Rich, heady-- and like liquid lightning. The light kiss burns like electricity and molten fire, and hurts in a soul-deep way. Thomas jerks away, burned, and stares down at Jack in something like utter disbelief. His lip is burned, blistered by the momentary contact, but he still manages to speak as he brings a finger up to touch the burn.]

You're really big on surprises, aren't you?

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[Jack looks momentarily befuddled, and touches his own lips thoughtfully.]

--If it helps, this one's a surprise to me, too.

[emptynight]

[Thomas runs his tongue over his lip, prodding carefully at the damage. Not too bad, but it'd have to heal on its own, without the Hunger's influence. He eyes Jack again.]

I didn't really figure you for the true love type.

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[Jack shrugs a bit, and grins cheekily.]

We all have our secrets, handsome.

[emptynight]

[Thomas smirks, then winces at the gesture pulls at the recent burn, and steps closer to the bedposts, his fingers tugging to undo the knots in the sheets while keeping clear of Jack's bare skin.]

Should I be flattered I keep running into yours?

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[Oh thank God, finally.]

I don't know, have you run into him yet?

[emptynight]

[He takes a step back and leans against the bedframe. Casual, but clearly not wanting to risk accidental contact again now that Jack's less tied up]

Wouldn't know. I don't kiss every guy I run across. [A pause, and a smirk.] Just most of them.

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[Jack raises his eyebrows and moves to grab his shirt.]

Dunno if he'd kiss you, actually.

[emptynight]

Don't tell me he's the monogamous type.

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

He's more the 'me' type, actually.

[emptynight]

[Thomas blinks for a second, then laughs, long and low.]

As long as he's not the jealous type.

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

He knows me better than that, I hope. If he is, he's never brought it up.

[emptynight]

As long as it means I won't open the door to a shotgun in the face again, good enough.

[He gestures to the door with a smirk.] You going to be alright or are you going to trapped in your pants the second I turn around?

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

Darling, if I were, I might call you again anyway.

[emptynight]

[He laughs at that and turns to go.]

You'd have to have lost them at some point between now and then if you're going to want my help with that.

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

--Ah, right. Sorry about that, again.

[emptynight]

[Thomas waves the apology away with a negligent hand and calls over his shoulder. Who, him? Downplaying stuff? Never.]

I'll live, darling. And next time I'll bring the chains.