TW fic: A Strange Fashion of Forsaking (Jack/Ianto, NC-17)

[rm]

Title: A Strange Fashion of Forsaking.
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Authors: rm & kalichan
Rating/Content: NC-17, porn with a soupçon of plot, d/s.
More Specific Warnings That Give the Story Away (for the Squickable Among You): breathplay, snuff
Summary: Ianto hates to see him leave, but loves to watch him go.
Author's Notes: Vague spoilers for 2x05: Adam, 2x10: From Out of the Rain & 2x12: Fragments; takes place somewhere in between 2x05 and 2x06: Reset. Title taken from a poem by Lucie Brock-Broido.
Personal, non-collective author's note: This kinda started off as crack!fic and became a love story. It's pretty out there and ridiculously dirty, but it's oddly sweet and I'm very fond of it.
Wordcount: ~4300

"You called, sir?" Ianto said, walking into Jack's office. "Or rather, you bellowed? We do have comlinks for....oh. You've...ah...lost your clothes, I see. Well, foreplay not quite dead, just on the critical list."

Comments

[marchek.livejournal.com]

Getting caught really gay porn in my office wouldn't be that awkward considering some of the people that work there. What would be terribly embarassing is having to explain that it's gay porn written by featuring fictional characters from a television show I watch that involves time travel, aliens, and inter-species sex.