The Story of Ianto Jones 3/?

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Title: The Story of Ianto Jones
Rating: Probably NC-17.
Summary: AU. When Ianto Jones was six years old he was chased by wolves while playing in the forest near his home. One of them attacked. A month later Ianto is certain that the wolves have come for him again. His parent's brush it off as child's imagination. The morning after is one Ianto will never forget. Now he must live his life in Torchwood trying to resist his temptations and the things he craves while keeping all of his secrets. Will he cope?
Warnings: Werewolf!Ianto, Dark, Blood, Slash, AU, Spoilers for Countrycide.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except for way too active imagination. I'm not RTD or am in anyway associated with the making of Torchwood, if I was a certain series would have gone a lot differently and there would be less of some things and more of others ^^

A/N: I jossed the episode a little *puts on an angel face*.

Chapter rating: NC-17 for quite explicit sex.

( Chapter 3, Flesh and Blood )

Served Cold | Chapter 12/?

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Title: Served Cold (12/?)
Author: mercury_pheonix 
Fandom: Torchwood/Doctor Who
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Children of Earth Fix-It.
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Gray, Eleventh Doctor, Amy/Rory, Alonso (Some Jack/Alonso)
Ratings/Warnings: R – sex, rape, abuse, torture.
Spoilers: All series.
Summary: When the Hub explodes, and the cryogenic chambers are flung open, one of its inhabitants manages to flee the wreckage. Seeking revenge, he decides that the best way to hurt Captain Jack Harkness is through a certain Welshman. There's one problem, however – Ianto Jones is dead…

This Chapter: "You've always run away. And I've always forgiven you, because…I thought I understood why you did it. But it just gets to a point, Doctor, where…I can't…not anymore. I'm an ass, Doctor – I always have been, and you've always known that. And you accepted that, like I accepted you. He'll be better off without me, once we find him..." he suddenly laughed, tipping his head and hooking his hands at the back of his neck, as if trying to support his own weight against the air. "…though you seemed to conveniently forget this when it came to clearing your own conscience."

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