Ianto attends the party, very pleased with his attire: an impeccable modern looking tuxedo with a filigree half mask in a gunmetal finish that reminds him of something straight from the bowels of the Hub. Granted, it reminds him a bit too much of his early days at One, but thinking of Jack helps him relax.
The smug bastard would probably show up in dress blues and even this place wouldn’t sully a face like his with a mask.
As the night wears on, and especially the “challenge” supplied by Cordelia catches his attention, he finds it easier to relax. He eventually goes looking for friends, a drink, and even a dance or two.
All in all…it’s not a bad way to celebrate the holiday.
QUESTS
Oops All Dragons (Wool & Gems, pick your poison)
When Ianto finds the dragon, with her request…he can’t help it.
He thinks of the star whale.
So he brings every egg he can carry to the local dragon tamer, and he goes looking for the bits and bobs a dragon nursery will need. Fortunately, he’s had a run at the bloody sheep before…unfortunately he didn’t save any of it.
The gems, well…if he finds a partner willing to join him in the mines? It’ll be very much appreciated.
Phero-Moan (NSFW)
Ianto is just planning to head over alone when he sees the notice. It reminds him of the night he spent with Aofie for the benefit of the healers…
And he’s not in the mood to revisit any heartbreak. It’s a brothel. He’ll make do.
He’s three quarters there when he catches sight of someone he recognizes—and ready as he is to just go and earn a few bones (as well as blow off a bit of steam), it’s kind of nice to run into a familiar face. So, he stops, catches their eye, and waves.
“Oi! Fancy seeing you ‘year!”
The Thrill Of The Chase (NSFW)
Ianto’s…on the trail of…of…
…he’s handcuffed to the ceiling, blindfolded, barely coherent and still shaking with the aftermath of his orgasm as Jack nuzzles his ear and checks in—
No. The doppelgänger, he’s trying…trying…
…trying to hold on in the name of sheer principle, because it’s bad enough Jack got himself temporarily cloned but now that he’s got one Jack on his knees, mouth around his cock and the other pressed against his back, playing with his nipples and whispering sweet filth in his ear he’s going to come embarrassingly fast if he’s not careful—
He feels like he’s being ripped in three: focus on the job, and the twin desires being pulled from his memory that are swallowing him up to take someone with a firm hand or give himself to someone to be used and ravaged. He’s hard just thinking about it, he can even call up faces of those he’s seen in this place since he arrived…
By the time he gets close enough to be overpowered, he’s in…an alley somewhere?…on the ground, huddled in on himself…until a hand touches him and he moves without thinking, dragging them close searching for something, anything to satisfy the urges that have consumed his reason.
Wildcard
[Wanna do a quest not here? Put Ianto where needed. Let’s play. XD]
Ianto Jones | Torchwood/Doctor Who | Undine
Ianto attends the party, very pleased with his attire: an impeccable modern looking tuxedo with a filigree half mask in a gunmetal finish that reminds him of something straight from the bowels of the Hub. Granted, it reminds him a bit too much of his early days at One, but thinking of Jack helps him relax.
The smug bastard would probably show up in dress blues and even this place wouldn’t sully a face like his with a mask.
As the night wears on, and especially the “challenge” supplied by Cordelia catches his attention, he finds it easier to relax. He eventually goes looking for friends, a drink, and even a dance or two.
All in all…it’s not a bad way to celebrate the holiday.
QUESTS
Oops All Dragons (Wool & Gems, pick your poison)
When Ianto finds the dragon, with her request…he can’t help it.
He thinks of the star whale.
So he brings every egg he can carry to the local dragon tamer, and he goes looking for the bits and bobs a dragon nursery will need. Fortunately, he’s had a run at the bloody sheep before…unfortunately he didn’t save any of it.
The gems, well…if he finds a partner willing to join him in the mines? It’ll be very much appreciated.
Phero-Moan (NSFW)
Ianto is just planning to head over alone when he sees the notice. It reminds him of the night he spent with Aofie for the benefit of the healers…
And he’s not in the mood to revisit any heartbreak. It’s a brothel. He’ll make do.
He’s three quarters there when he catches sight of someone he recognizes—and ready as he is to just go and earn a few bones (as well as blow off a bit of steam), it’s kind of nice to run into a familiar face. So, he stops, catches their eye, and waves.
“Oi! Fancy seeing you ‘year!”
The Thrill Of The Chase (NSFW)
Ianto’s…on the trail of…of…
…he’s handcuffed to the ceiling, blindfolded, barely coherent and still shaking with the aftermath of his orgasm as Jack nuzzles his ear and checks in—
No. The doppelgänger, he’s trying…trying…
…trying to hold on in the name of sheer principle, because it’s bad enough Jack got himself temporarily cloned but now that he’s got one Jack on his knees, mouth around his cock and the other pressed against his back, playing with his nipples and whispering sweet filth in his ear he’s going to come embarrassingly fast if he’s not careful—
He feels like he’s being ripped in three: focus on the job, and the twin desires being pulled from his memory that are swallowing him up to take someone with a firm hand or give himself to someone to be used and ravaged. He’s hard just thinking about it, he can even call up faces of those he’s seen in this place since he arrived…
By the time he gets close enough to be overpowered, he’s in…an alley somewhere?…on the ground, huddled in on himself…until a hand touches him and he moves without thinking, dragging them close searching for something, anything to satisfy the urges that have consumed his reason.
Wildcard
[Wanna do a quest not here? Put Ianto where needed. Let’s play. XD]