IANTO
"Can I remind you even if you haven't forgotten? Just to make sure?" Ianto flashed his lover a golden grin, his arm curled around Remi, fingers feathering through his hair gently. The fox was utterly spent, his cheeks still pink and his muscles aching deliciously all over; he would have liked nothing more than to fall asleep then and there. "And I will always be here," he murmured to Remi, burying his nose in soft curls and letting out a long, deep sigh.
At that moment, of course, the unmistakeable shriek of a baby dragon sounded through the door, clear as a bell. Following that, heavy scratching of claws. Ianto arched an eyebrow. "The little dragon is unhappy about something. Did she change her mind about eating me?"
At that moment, of course, the unmistakeable shriek of a baby dragon sounded through the door, clear as a bell. Following that, heavy scratching of claws. Ianto arched an eyebrow. "The little dragon is unhappy about something. Did she change her mind about eating me?"
where are your gods now
