The lights of the computer screens paint the Hub's tiled walls a watery, undulating blue, which always makes Jack feel like he's tucked away in the corner of a grotto. The green of his desk lamp seems almost like sea flora, and the TARDIS coral has never looked more at home.
Beautiful description, and the the rimming and the hot porn-fu. IS LOVE.
I really like the way Jack imagines Ianto's expression when he can't see his face, and sex with clothes still on? So my kink. Loved this.
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The lights of the computer screens paint the Hub's tiled walls a watery, undulating blue, which always makes Jack feel like he's tucked away in the corner of a grotto. The green of his desk lamp seems almost like sea flora, and the TARDIS coral has never looked more at home.
Beautiful description, and the the rimming and the hot porn-fu. IS LOVE.
I really like the way Jack imagines Ianto's expression when he can't see his face, and sex with clothes still on? So my kink. Loved this.