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Bespelled
By : Chimeradragon
Category: S through Z > Torchwood
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Title: Bespelled
Author: Chimera Dragon
Pairing: Janto
Warning: AU
Disclaimer: Not mine. I don't own Torchwood and I make no profit from this.
Author's Note: And they're off to see the wizard... council... lol

Chapter 6:

"We need to tell the Elders what's happened. I don't want them treating you like some kind of animal or mindless beast. You were human once and you should be treated with the same kind of respect," Ianto said as they continued climbing the stairs.

"Isn't the council chamber on the main floor?" Jack asked, a little confused but following all the same.

"Yes," Ianto replied as they passed another floor. "But if we go with you dressed looking like a wild man ... it really won't help your case. Besides, you might not be the first this has or will happen to. We need to be on the look out for others. Also, with your history with the dragons of the past, we may be able to open up trade and talks with them."

"Why did communication break down with them before?" Jack asked warily as they climbed steadily higher.

"The city you lived in. It was destroyed by a combination of an earthquake, a surge of magic, and an invasion.". Ianto looked distant for a few moments as they continued on their journey.

"An invasion?!" Jack squawked.

"It was unsuccessful. A nation from across the ocean thought they could take over. They were wrong. But by the time the invasion was stopped and the council arrived ... The damaged had been done. We tried. But the dragons said our species needed to grow up more. They usually don't attack humans, but they don't go out of their way to help them either. They sometimes talk with the elves and dwarves. Not often though."

"Shame," Jack sighed. "How far up this tower do you live?"

"At the top. I've always liked it up there. We need to get off on this level to head over and then up the rest of the way. Don't worry, I can use magic in the next stairway." Ianto grinned.

"That's good. But at least I know how you stay looking so good," Jack replied with a lecherous grin.

"That's harassment, Jack," Ianto chided jokingly.

"So? You're my wizard. I can harass you all I want," Jack replied with a shrug. His wings flared slightly as they moved down the hallway towards a ring of stones in the floor.

"Here, just stand still," Ianto said with a smile, knowing the sensation Jack would be feeling in a moment. He murmured the incantation and light welled up around them as they were transported.

Jack gasped and squirmed as his whole body felt itchy for a moment. He rubbed everything he could against anything in reach before realizing how ridiculous he must look. He straightened with a glare at the wizard before him.

"Sorry," Ianto chuckled quietly. "But no one ever tells anyone what it feels like. No one would believe you if you told them you'd be itchy all over for just a few moments." He gave the other male an apologetic smile as he pointed to a door. "This would be us."

"You still could have warned me. And it doesn't help that I'm naturally itchy!" Jack growled as he continued to scratch at his skin. "Young dragons shed a lot, and they need lots of oil. My body is trying to catch up to the age it would have been if I hadn't been held outside of time. My dragon skin is itching!"

"I'm sorry!" Ianto said as he pulled his Companion into his rooms. He dashed over to a table under the nearest window and came back with a bottle of oil. "Let me help."

"Thank you," Jack moaned as oil slicked fingers began massaging the liquid into his dry and flaking skin. He quickly stripped and stretched out, giving Ianto access to his whole body.

"You certainly are a demanding creature, aren't you?" Ianto laughed as he paused in his ministrations to remove his robe. He stood before Jack in just a sleeveless blue tunic that matched his eyes and a pair of black britches and soft black boots.

"You look good in that," Jack replied as he looked up and over at Ianto while he remained in the pool of light, sunning himself.

Ianto shook his head as he walked over to help oil the half dragon. "Thank you."

"You earned it."

"So, everywhere?" Ianto asked as he poured more oil onto his hands and started working it carefully into the brilliant blue wings. As the oil was absorbed the blue deepened and looked almost like sapphires. Ianto lost himself in the simplicity of the task of oiling his Companion.

"Ianto?" Jack called, sounding a little irritated.

"Yes?" Ianto asked as he came back to himself.

"You seemed to zone out there on me. Isn't that dangerous for a Wizard to do?" Jack asked, he expression seemed flippant but his eyes showed worry.

"I'm fine. It wasn't that much of a zone out, and I wasn't thinking about anything. More like meditation if you will," Ianto replied.

Jack smiled a little and purred as he rubbed his head against Ianto's leg. "So, I suppose we should find something a little more... decent for me to wear?"

"Pants, boots, and I'm thinking a shirt with little to no back..." Ianto murmured thoughtfully. He walked over the wardrobe in the corner and started digging around. A few moments later he emerged with an arm full of clothing.

Jack turned his head and watched with piercing eyes. He looked at the brown trousers and reached for them to feel the soft material. "This feels nice," Jack said as he let his fingers drift over the fabric.

"It's a blend of materials. It should keep you warm without being too cumbersome," Ianto replied as he handed them over. He watched as the half dragon slipped into them and stared at him. "Yes?"

Jack looked at him for a moment. "Can you make a hole in the back for my tail?"

Ianto gave a sigh. "I'm sorry. I didn’t think about that." He turned and dug around in a drawer for a few moments before pulling out a large, wicked looking pair of scissors.

Jack took a half step back. "Those look dangerous."

"My father was a master tailor," Ianto replied as he flexed his hand and the blades moved against each other.

Jack nodded slowly and turned to give the wizard better access to his pants. He winced, but held still as the sound of the blades moving and fabric parting filled the air.

"There," Ianto announced in triumph. "All done." He turned and put the scissors down while he handed Jack a simple light blue tunic. "If you fold up your wings I can make holes for them to go through instead of having to cut the whole back off."

Jack gave the wizard in front of him a look. "You are the most unusual man I've met in a long time."

"Why do you say that?"

"This," Jack gestured to himself, "doesn't seem to bother you."

Ianto laughed. "I've been waiting for you my whole life. Wings and a tail aren't going to deterr me. Now, we need to finish getting you ready."

Jack merely rolled his eyes and complied.

TBC ...
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Bespelled	By : Chimeradragon Category: S through Z > Torchwood Views: 1954 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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