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“That’s a bit kinky, isn’t it?”
“It’s erotic if you use a feather; it’s kinky if you use the whole chicken. “
Jack needed some new material. He’d used that exact same line with Ianto the first time he brought the feather out from a box under his bed. Ianto had come to think of it as “their” feather. Apparently Jack’s sentimental streak didn’t extend that far.
Ianto moaned softly, aroused by Jack’s voice, even in the act of betrayal.
The monitors were meant to provide security, not wank-fodder, but Ianto didn’t think Jack would mind.
And honestly, he didn’t care.