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Title: Close to Dancing
Author:
filthgoblin
Pairing: Jack Harkness/John Hart
Rating: R
Wordcount: 287
Warnings: There's some rough stuff. Set around the fisticuffs in KKBB with added rutting, so there's sex and violence in very close quarters. If that might upset you, probably best look away now.
Notes: Written at the request of
51stcenturyfox , who wanted something to fill the gap between Jack and John's fight and the point where the rest of the team shows up in KKBB. Thanks to
silvaa and
terraswrath for helpful pointers.
Summary: Being kissed by John Hart was a bit like being in a fist-fight
Being kissed by John Hart was a bit like being in a fist-fight, Jack mused, feeling the breath whoosh past his lips as his former partner's compact frame impacted against his ribcage. Rough, grasping hands gripped his shoulders and tugged his hair as their mouths met with a crunch, Jack's lips twisting into a grin. Man, he'd missed this. Suddenly his recent life felt woefully pedestrian as adrenaline mixed with testosterone in a heady cocktail, bringing the present into sharp focus as blood pulsed in time with frantic staccato breaths echoing in his ears.
Only when the first punch landed on Jack's square jaw did the fun really start. The two men fell easily into a familiar two-step, though the moves were a little rusty from lack of practice. Jack bowed to his partner as he welcomed the fist in his gut, returned full-force with a kick in the groin. It was hard to tell which man was leading, but Jack didn't care. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so vital. So alive.
Throughout their scrap it was too close to call. Though he'd flattered himself that he had the upper hand Jack was unsurprised to find himself pinioned against the bar-top, cheek pressed flat into the sticky surface; less than shocked to find himself hard as hell as a result of the tussle; and almost delirious as he realised there was a hand snaking round his waist, unfastening his trousers and tugging hard as John grunted and kicked his ankles apart. There was no preparation, no finesse, just another type of fight. A fight that, even though Jack would later consider he lost, right now felt so much like winning.
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Pairing: Jack Harkness/John Hart
Rating: R
Wordcount: 287
Warnings: There's some rough stuff. Set around the fisticuffs in KKBB with added rutting, so there's sex and violence in very close quarters. If that might upset you, probably best look away now.
Notes: Written at the request of
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Summary: Being kissed by John Hart was a bit like being in a fist-fight
Being kissed by John Hart was a bit like being in a fist-fight, Jack mused, feeling the breath whoosh past his lips as his former partner's compact frame impacted against his ribcage. Rough, grasping hands gripped his shoulders and tugged his hair as their mouths met with a crunch, Jack's lips twisting into a grin. Man, he'd missed this. Suddenly his recent life felt woefully pedestrian as adrenaline mixed with testosterone in a heady cocktail, bringing the present into sharp focus as blood pulsed in time with frantic staccato breaths echoing in his ears.
Only when the first punch landed on Jack's square jaw did the fun really start. The two men fell easily into a familiar two-step, though the moves were a little rusty from lack of practice. Jack bowed to his partner as he welcomed the fist in his gut, returned full-force with a kick in the groin. It was hard to tell which man was leading, but Jack didn't care. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so vital. So alive.
Throughout their scrap it was too close to call. Though he'd flattered himself that he had the upper hand Jack was unsurprised to find himself pinioned against the bar-top, cheek pressed flat into the sticky surface; less than shocked to find himself hard as hell as a result of the tussle; and almost delirious as he realised there was a hand snaking round his waist, unfastening his trousers and tugging hard as John grunted and kicked his ankles apart. There was no preparation, no finesse, just another type of fight. A fight that, even though Jack would later consider he lost, right now felt so much like winning.
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Date: 2009-01-04 09:09 pm (UTC)xx
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Date: 2009-01-04 10:42 pm (UTC)Time to ease myself back in, though. Season 3 approaches...
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Date: 2009-01-04 10:18 pm (UTC)Are you posting it anywhere? May I link to this?
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Date: 2009-01-04 10:50 pm (UTC)I've cross-posted to
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Date: 2009-01-05 04:22 am (UTC)Can't leave coherent comment...brain short-circuiting from hotness overload. Gshfghlnfghaskjklmmmmm...
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Date: 2009-01-06 08:10 pm (UTC)Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for commenting :D
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Date: 2009-01-05 10:02 pm (UTC)And that would be better if I remembered to finish the comment...
Thanks for sharing :D
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Date: 2009-01-06 06:28 am (UTC)I love the rough in this - excellent job!
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Date: 2009-01-06 08:19 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading and commenting. Much appreciated :)
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Date: 2009-01-06 07:47 pm (UTC)Loved this fic and will read it again much later...
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Date: 2009-01-08 06:20 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading and commenting :)
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Date: 2009-01-09 09:56 am (UTC)Ahhh that's nice. No janto curtain-buying, celibacy snuggle fluff here, no siree bob. Love it :D
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Date: 2009-01-09 01:03 pm (UTC)viciouslyvigorously topped. Cos he so isn't being 'stretched' by Teaboy, is he? *snorts*no subject
Date: 2009-01-09 01:57 pm (UTC)But I sometimes wonder if I would still dislike janto if it weren't already canon. But Jack/John is sorta canon, and that's just awesome.
Pretty sure I have a massive list of who I'd like to see bugger Jack...
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Date: 2009-01-09 02:41 pm (UTC)It's not the fact that J/I is canon that bothers me so much as a) it seems obvious to me that that Jack would never settle down with Ianto as RTD apparently wants is to believe and b) the rabidly OOC fic that has all but spoiled the fandom for me. I just keep thinking back to Tiemagent!Jack in 'The Empty Child'. The man's a bastard!! A loveable rogue! He's not the kind for hearts and flowers (or cushions and curtains). That doesn't mean he doesn't feel and care very deeply. Just, well, not in the fluffy twoo wuv way suggested by some.
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Date: 2009-01-09 02:50 pm (UTC)List:
John
Owen (iconlove btw!)
captain jack harkness
Ten ;)
Nine ;)
Rhys (now I knooow that man isn't attractive per se but I think with all the ANRGY TENSION between them it would be freakin awesome)
Master :D
...Martha? I'm getting a 'strap-on' aura from her. Oh boy I should write that.
I'm pretty sure he could top most of them too, but...then it would be boring!
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Date: 2009-01-09 09:29 pm (UTC)So which one tickles your pickle then? :DD
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Date: 2009-01-09 11:08 pm (UTC)*rubs hands with eeevil glee*
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