IANTO
Cared, got beaten down by the endless quips - it was all kind of similar really, wasn't it? "Oh I remember, don't you worry," he muttered about the stew, smirking. "It's also the reason I'll decline your generous offer. Little spoon might be nice, but I ain't giving you a chance to tangle yourself up all around me. Now shh."
Shoving James playfully, Ianto looped an arm about him and pulled him back against his chest, relaxing into the comfort of the blankets and the mattress. The stew was already starting to smell good, but it could wait a few minutes. Sometimes even the fox had to appreciate how much of a hermit he'd become. "So what are you up to, these days?"
Shoving James playfully, Ianto looped an arm about him and pulled him back against his chest, relaxing into the comfort of the blankets and the mattress. The stew was already starting to smell good, but it could wait a few minutes. Sometimes even the fox had to appreciate how much of a hermit he'd become. "So what are you up to, these days?"
where are your gods now
