ext_28948 ([identity profile] wiccanslyr.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] whoniverse1000 2008-12-05 08:32 am (UTC)

Jack Harkness/C. Jack Harkness (41)

"This isn't how it's suppose to be is it?"

James Harper looks out over the ruined and mostly barren land from their place along the tench. He searched his brain for a picture from his past, of water and trees and tall buildings rising against the skyline, happy people dashing from awning to awning to keep from being drenched by the rain.

"No." he answered simply.

"And it's all because of me." it wasn't a question.

James turned his eyes toward the other man who's hazel eyes suddenly seemed to lose the sparkle they had once held. He never wanted to see him look so sad, he began to regret telling the other man the truth. He shook his head and raised his hand to cup his companion's shoulder with a soft squeeze that cause their eyes to meet.

"No, it's because of me, never think anything else."

"But I'm the one who's not suppose to be here. It's me who..."

"Jack," a firm hand on Jack's cheek stopped him from continuing, "it doesn't matter. Your fault, my fault. None of it matters. I would have paid any price. I have you, the rest is just-- something I'll have to fix later."

"Later?" Jack's lips twitched at the corners with the ghost of a smile.

"Later, but not now. Now, now is for this."

James leaned in and brushed his lips lightly over Jack's once, twice, a third time before Jack's hand cupped the back of his neck and pulled him down into the fiery pleasure that lived in his mouth. As their tongues played at dancing between them all that Captain James Harper could think was that this was definitely worth having to fight the Nazi's for an extra decade or so.


Donna Noble/Ianto Jones, Ian Chesterton/Jack Harkness, Ian Chesterton/Ten

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