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The facilities at Milliways are always clean, always available and always empty.  No matter who or what you are, the plumbing is always perfectly configured to suit your functional needs.  One feature, though, is both unique and universal: the grafitti.  Every possible inch has been covered in grafitti, layer after layer of it, in every conceivable handwriting and language. 

It's the Loo at the End of the Universe.

Date: 2008-09-07 08:39 pm (UTC)
likesthecoat: (mouth)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
Ianto does not add to it.

Not today, anyway.

He goes into a stall and shoves a hand through his hair.

Date: 2008-09-07 08:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
Ianto hears the door to the lav open and footsteps cross the floor. The stall door opens and John steps in, closing the door behind him.

The stall is rather too small for this. They have to stand face to face, blocked on one side by the toilet and the other by the stall door.

John runs his fingers along Ianto's neck and strokes his chin. "Still want it, sweetheart?"

The tone of his voice could go either way. It could be part of the game, or it could be John really asking, whichever Ianto wants.
Edited Date: 2008-09-07 08:47 pm (UTC)

Date: 2008-09-07 08:51 pm (UTC)
likesthecoat: (chav)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
"You know I do," Ianto says, putting his hands on John's waist. "Cozy in here, innit."

He places a kiss on John's neck.

Date: 2008-09-07 08:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John rolls his head back and closes his eyes and lets him, threading his fingers through the hair on the back of Ianto's neck. He leans back against the wall of the stall and runs his other hand down Ianto's back to end with a firm grip on Ianto's arse. He lets out a low happy groan.

Date: 2008-09-07 09:02 pm (UTC)
likesthecoat: (profile)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
Ianto smiles at the groan. He gives John's neck a gentle bite, and then a harder one, lower, and kisses his mouth.

Date: 2008-09-07 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
The kiss is, to John, the signal that the game is over. He tightens his grip on both Ianto's neck and his arse and kisses him, hard and hungry, sucking Ianto's tongue deep into his own mouth.

Date: 2008-09-07 09:10 pm (UTC)
likesthecoat: (mouth)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
ianto makes a muffled, happy sound and grinds his hips into John's, kissing him deep.

Date: 2008-09-07 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John groans again and grabs Ianto's arse with both hands, good handfuls of hard muscle, and snaps his hips forward.

Date: 2008-09-07 09:19 pm (UTC)
likesthecoat: (the man)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
"Jesus," Ianto gasps and he starts tugging John's trousers open.

Date: 2008-09-07 09:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John pushes off the stall and forces Ianto the half-step backwards it takes for Ianto's back to smack into the opposite wall. He forces his tongue back into Ianto's mouth and starts work on Ianto's belt and fly.

Date: 2008-09-07 09:31 pm (UTC)
likesthecoat: (hand porn 2)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
Ianto sucks on his tongue and arches his hips, his hands over his head to grab the top of the stall.

Date: 2008-09-07 09:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John pulls back from the kiss to see Ianto arched and panting and clinging to the stall. He buries his face in the curve of Ianto's neck. "Christ, bloody Christ," he groans, and bites at Ianto's skin as he finishes the work of shoving Ianto's trousers and pants around his ankles.

Date: 2008-09-07 09:42 pm (UTC)
likesthecoat: (rumpled)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
Ianto stifles his shout and wraps an arm around John. "Condom's in my pocket," he manages to stutter out. "Planning ahead."

Date: 2008-09-07 11:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
"Good one," John grunts. He spits into his hand and reaches down to grab Ianto's prick. No teasing, no torment, just a steady slow tug. "S'a bit ahead of yourself, though."

He drops to his knees and starts sucking.

Date: 2008-09-07 11:50 pm (UTC)
likesthecoat: (hips 2)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
Ianto graons, "Oh dear god," and grabs the top of the stall again. His hips rock and his legs tremble.

Date: 2008-09-07 11:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John sucks on the head of Ianto's cock and rolls along the tip of his hood. He has one hand cupping Ianto's balls and the other smoothly stroking, spreading spit up and down the shaft.

Date: 2008-09-08 12:03 am (UTC)
likesthecoat: (rumpled)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
Ianto mans John's name, gasping for breath. He grabs John's shoulder to keep his balance.

Date: 2008-09-08 12:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John runs his tongue up and down the shaft of Ianto's cock. His hand slips back behind Ianto's balls and sneaks spreads his arse cheeks just a bit. Just enough to run the wet tip of his finger over Ianto's hole.

Date: 2008-09-08 12:13 am (UTC)
likesthecoat: (bum)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
Ianto's fingers dig into John's shoulder. He ssqueezes his eyes shut and then forces them open, looking down to watch John's mouth.

"Fucking," he breathes, "hot."

Date: 2008-09-08 12:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John pulls his mouth off Ianto's cock and looks up at him. His eyes are hooded and his lips are swollen and wet. He slowly licks his lips, his gaze never leaving Ianto's as he lowers his head back down to Ianto's cock.

The moment John's lips engulf the head, John shoves that wet finger deep up Ianto's arse.

Date: 2008-09-08 12:30 am (UTC)
likesthecoat: (hips 2)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
Ianto nearly doubles over, groaning roughly as he comes.

Date: 2008-09-08 12:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John groans deep in his throat as he swallows. He gives one last slow twist to his finger as he pulls it out and backs his mouth off Ianto's cock. Sitting back on his heels, he looks up at Ianto with a grin and licks his lips.

Date: 2008-09-08 12:39 am (UTC)
likesthecoat: (mouth 2)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
Ianto slides down the wall and grabs John's lapels, and kisses him hard. He lets go of John's lapels after a moment or two and slides his hands up John's chest to wrap his arms around his neck.

Date: 2008-09-08 12:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John holds Ianto's head in both hands as he kisses him, shoving his tongue into Ianto's mouth and mumbling, "Taste it. Taste yourself."

Date: 2008-09-08 12:43 am (UTC)
likesthecoat: (rumpled)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
"Fuck, yes," Ianto mutters against his lips and sucks on John's tongue.

Date: 2008-09-08 12:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John gets his hands under Ianto's armpits and hauls them both to their feet in a staggery kind of way. They slam back into the stall wall and stumble at the toilet and John curses and winces and pulls away. He gives Ianto a wild, intent look and says, "I can fuck you here or I can fuck you upstairs. Up to you."

Date: 2008-09-08 12:51 am (UTC)
likesthecoat: (tongue)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
"Upstairs," Ianto says and yanks up his trousers. "Upstairs, please." He zips up with shaking hands.

Date: 2008-09-08 12:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloody-awful.livejournal.com
John nods and squeezes through the door of the stall. He waits for Ianto to join him and they go upstairs.

[ooc: I'm going to fade for now. If you want to go on I'll put a post up in John's room tomorrow.]

Date: 2008-09-08 12:56 am (UTC)
likesthecoat: (Default)
From: [personal profile] likesthecoat
[ooc: Let's continue. Tomorrow's good.]

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