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Category:
S through Z › Torchwood
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
5,950
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Torchwood, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Return to Sender
Just saw Torchwood and I must confess. I adore Janto. We lot always hurt the one we love. I'm not ashamed to admit. I'm curious though if anyone can guess the "old friend"?
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It was another rift opening in Parker Row, a well known maze of little streets of night clubs and bars. It was activated pretty late; everyone was just coming back from capturing two weevils. They were all pretty tired when Tosh's computer rang out that a crack was showing up somewhere there. Jack didn't want to be heading out again so soon, but it couldn't be ignored. Everyone groaned, locked up the aliens and headed back out again.
Jack frowned as he peered down one alley and saw nothing. Stupid rift program couldn't pinpoint where specifically the rift opened. It's been an hour and they all had to split up. Gwen was with Owen, Tosh with Ianto and Jack was on his own. Might as well. It wasn't like he can get killed. Everyone agreed to meet back in two hours if they can't find anything.
"Hello," Jack whispered down one alleyway as he waved his meter down it. His meter whined as it picked up rift energies. Jack took a step down the tight space. It was so dark, he couldn't see. Jack sighed. He was tired as he was sure everyone else was, too. Maybe it was time for everyone to call it a night. Whatever came through the rift was long gone.
Jack tapped his earpiece to tell everyone to get to the car. Everyone sounded relieved and agreed to meet immediately. Jack signed off, smiling. He turned around to leave.
"Well, well, this must be someone's lucky day." A sly voice spoke out of the darkness.
Jack felt a hard blow to the back of his head and a zap like electricity on his back. He groaned, crashing against the brick wall. Before he could fall to the ground, strong hands gripped him under the arms, holding him up.
Everything was fuzzy and Jack felt like he was passing out, sagging into his attacker's arms. He swung out his arms at the person he could barely see in front of him. Another zap made him moan in pain.
"Miss me?" the person whispered before roughly sealing his lips over Jack's.
Jack could feel a tongue forcing itself into his mouth. Teeth roughly bit his lower lip as hands roamed over his body under his RAF coat. Jack bit down hard and the attacker hissed, drawing back. Now was his chance. Jack tried to shove him back, but he suddenly found he couldn't move!
No, Jack thought angrily as he tried to get any part of his body to move. He felt his body sliding down the wall until he lay on the dirty ground.
Son of a bitch, Jack cursed as he felt hands on his body, flipping him on his stomach, his trousers being tugged down. He could feel the night air on his exposed skin and Jack tried again to do something. ANYTHING.
Something thick and blunt pressed against his unprepared hole. Jack felt a wave of panic. His heart raced and his breathing grew ragged. Ianto, he thought desperately. Whatever was happening to him, Jack prayed his attacker wouldn't find them next.
The first sharp pain made him cry out, only there was no voice. Jack grunted in his head at the next blow and the next. And with each bruising blow he could feel himself fading. Jack prayed whatever was shutting his body down would take this away too.
Just as everything was starting to go dark, his attacker withdrew, wet cum trailing out and drying on the back of his legs. Then suddenly he felt something hard and cold against his anus.
No, you bastard! Not again, Jack screamed in his head. He screamed again as he felt something that felt like TWICE the size wiggling in. His body, which was growing numb before, exploded into agony and he felt like he was on fire.
Darkness was covering everything and Jack was grateful to find himself fading. Maybe dying.
His attacker chuckled, kissing the back of his neck. Jack could feel him settle back on him and that cold hard object began moving painfully inside him. Goddess, it hurts! Jack could feel his lungs freeze, no longer taking breath and as he sank to nothingness, he heard his attacker chuckle.
"Well, it must be MY lucky day."
Then, there was nothing.
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It was another rift opening in Parker Row, a well known maze of little streets of night clubs and bars. It was activated pretty late; everyone was just coming back from capturing two weevils. They were all pretty tired when Tosh's computer rang out that a crack was showing up somewhere there. Jack didn't want to be heading out again so soon, but it couldn't be ignored. Everyone groaned, locked up the aliens and headed back out again.
Jack frowned as he peered down one alley and saw nothing. Stupid rift program couldn't pinpoint where specifically the rift opened. It's been an hour and they all had to split up. Gwen was with Owen, Tosh with Ianto and Jack was on his own. Might as well. It wasn't like he can get killed. Everyone agreed to meet back in two hours if they can't find anything.
"Hello," Jack whispered down one alleyway as he waved his meter down it. His meter whined as it picked up rift energies. Jack took a step down the tight space. It was so dark, he couldn't see. Jack sighed. He was tired as he was sure everyone else was, too. Maybe it was time for everyone to call it a night. Whatever came through the rift was long gone.
Jack tapped his earpiece to tell everyone to get to the car. Everyone sounded relieved and agreed to meet immediately. Jack signed off, smiling. He turned around to leave.
"Well, well, this must be someone's lucky day." A sly voice spoke out of the darkness.
Jack felt a hard blow to the back of his head and a zap like electricity on his back. He groaned, crashing against the brick wall. Before he could fall to the ground, strong hands gripped him under the arms, holding him up.
Everything was fuzzy and Jack felt like he was passing out, sagging into his attacker's arms. He swung out his arms at the person he could barely see in front of him. Another zap made him moan in pain.
"Miss me?" the person whispered before roughly sealing his lips over Jack's.
Jack could feel a tongue forcing itself into his mouth. Teeth roughly bit his lower lip as hands roamed over his body under his RAF coat. Jack bit down hard and the attacker hissed, drawing back. Now was his chance. Jack tried to shove him back, but he suddenly found he couldn't move!
No, Jack thought angrily as he tried to get any part of his body to move. He felt his body sliding down the wall until he lay on the dirty ground.
Son of a bitch, Jack cursed as he felt hands on his body, flipping him on his stomach, his trousers being tugged down. He could feel the night air on his exposed skin and Jack tried again to do something. ANYTHING.
Something thick and blunt pressed against his unprepared hole. Jack felt a wave of panic. His heart raced and his breathing grew ragged. Ianto, he thought desperately. Whatever was happening to him, Jack prayed his attacker wouldn't find them next.
The first sharp pain made him cry out, only there was no voice. Jack grunted in his head at the next blow and the next. And with each bruising blow he could feel himself fading. Jack prayed whatever was shutting his body down would take this away too.
Just as everything was starting to go dark, his attacker withdrew, wet cum trailing out and drying on the back of his legs. Then suddenly he felt something hard and cold against his anus.
No, you bastard! Not again, Jack screamed in his head. He screamed again as he felt something that felt like TWICE the size wiggling in. His body, which was growing numb before, exploded into agony and he felt like he was on fire.
Darkness was covering everything and Jack was grateful to find himself fading. Maybe dying.
His attacker chuckled, kissing the back of his neck. Jack could feel him settle back on him and that cold hard object began moving painfully inside him. Goddess, it hurts! Jack could feel his lungs freeze, no longer taking breath and as he sank to nothingness, he heard his attacker chuckle.
"Well, it must be MY lucky day."
Then, there was nothing.