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Bondage 101
Jun. 12th, 2010 06:45 pm"Bondage 101"
Who: Broken Master, London Jack, Dabble Ianto, Broken Doctor
Where: London Hub
When: After the Doctor and Master find a sex tape at the Red TARDIS and Ianto and Jack get back from hunting Werewolves with Van Helsing
"Y-Yan!" Jack hadn't expected much from tonight. He and Ianto usually passed out kissing anymore, sometimes a bit further than that, but they hadn't managed sex in almost two weeks. The werewolves were out, baying relentlessly, hurting people every night. They had a lot of agents now, but he was sure most of them just sort of randomly hoped that a werewolf would wander into a pub so that they could get in a match or some socializing while 'hunting.'
Ianto's eyes loomed larger than life as he leaned down over Jack and finished attaching the cuffs to the headboard. Supposedly, this was to keep him from answering his phone and keep him in bed all night for an entire sleep period. He shifted, the Welshman's weight incredibly pleasant against him.
"This is probably a bad idea."
Downstairs, neither knew that the pair of crazed Time Lords, their kitten and bear cub were going through the massive fridge in the kitchen of the Hub.
Who: Broken Master, London Jack, Dabble Ianto, Broken Doctor
Where: London Hub
When: After the Doctor and Master find a sex tape at the Red TARDIS and Ianto and Jack get back from hunting Werewolves with Van Helsing
"Y-Yan!" Jack hadn't expected much from tonight. He and Ianto usually passed out kissing anymore, sometimes a bit further than that, but they hadn't managed sex in almost two weeks. The werewolves were out, baying relentlessly, hurting people every night. They had a lot of agents now, but he was sure most of them just sort of randomly hoped that a werewolf would wander into a pub so that they could get in a match or some socializing while 'hunting.'
Ianto's eyes loomed larger than life as he leaned down over Jack and finished attaching the cuffs to the headboard. Supposedly, this was to keep him from answering his phone and keep him in bed all night for an entire sleep period. He shifted, the Welshman's weight incredibly pleasant against him.
"This is probably a bad idea."
Downstairs, neither knew that the pair of crazed Time Lords, their kitten and bear cub were going through the massive fridge in the kitchen of the Hub.
