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Title: Feed Me! - Sequel to ‘Birthday Surprise’
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Characters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 498: More at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Pregnancy is doing weird things to Jack again.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Jack was a bottomless pit of hunger, polishing off his dinner, and then what was on Ianto’s plate, and when that wasn’t enough, he turned his attention to what was left in the serving dishes.
“Slow down, Jack!” Ianto pleaded. “You’ll give yourself indigestion eating that fast. You need to chew your food!”
Ianto’s words were meaningless sounds; they went in one of Jack’s ears and straight out the other. “I’m hungry! What’s for dessert? Is there ice cream? Or cake? Or both? And chocolate.”
“You can’t want more! You’ll end up as big as a house,” Ianto cried as Jack left the table and went in search of more food.
Jack bolted upright in bed. “Whoa!” Being pregnant with one baby had caused weirdness, but the twins seemed determined to outdo Meriel in every respect, including the bizarre nightly dreams.
“You okay?” Ianto asked sleepily from beside him.
“Fine, just hungry.”
“I stocked the freezer with plenty of ice cream, and there are sponge cakes in the pantry.”
“Thank you.” Jack leaned in for a kiss. “I don’t deserve you.” He slipped out of bed.
At least this time his cravings were more enjoyable than Mars Bars and marmalade.
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Jack, Ianto.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 498: More at
tw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: Pregnancy is doing weird things to Jack again.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Jack was a bottomless pit of hunger, polishing off his dinner, and then what was on Ianto’s plate, and when that wasn’t enough, he turned his attention to what was left in the serving dishes.
“Slow down, Jack!” Ianto pleaded. “You’ll give yourself indigestion eating that fast. You need to chew your food!”
Ianto’s words were meaningless sounds; they went in one of Jack’s ears and straight out the other. “I’m hungry! What’s for dessert? Is there ice cream? Or cake? Or both? And chocolate.”
“You can’t want more! You’ll end up as big as a house,” Ianto cried as Jack left the table and went in search of more food.
Jack bolted upright in bed. “Whoa!” Being pregnant with one baby had caused weirdness, but the twins seemed determined to outdo Meriel in every respect, including the bizarre nightly dreams.
“You okay?” Ianto asked sleepily from beside him.
“Fine, just hungry.”
“I stocked the freezer with plenty of ice cream, and there are sponge cakes in the pantry.”
“Thank you.” Jack leaned in for a kiss. “I don’t deserve you.” He slipped out of bed.
At least this time his cravings were more enjoyable than Mars Bars and marmalade.
The End
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