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Watching Owen
Title: Watching Owen
Pairing: Owen and ...?
Rating/Warning: Will say adult now to include later chapters
Summary: Owen thinks he is alone in the Hub, but someone is watching and enjoying the show
Author's Notes: This was written for a friend who is a huge Owen fan. Would love comments as to who you think continues the story with Owen...
Disclaimer: Torchwood owned by the BBC, not me.
Owen thought he was alone in the Hub as he finished the autopsy on the alien they had found washed up dead in the bay this morning.
But he was wrong. He was being watched. A pair of eyes followed him as he moved. If Owen had looked up he would have recognised the face that watched him.
Owen put his instruments down as he finished sewing up the last incision. He straightened his back which had stiffened as he worked. He stretched his arms into the air above his head, leaning back slightly.
The watching eyes widened as Owen’s white scrubs rose up as he moved, revealing a strip of pale flesh. The muscles in his stomach twitched slightly as he moved, flexing and then flattening and his took a deep breath in and out.
Standing upright, Owen looked down at himself. His scrubs were filthy, covered in the bluish blood of the alien he had been examining. His face twisted into a look of disgust. He pulled the scrub top up and over his head, throwing it into a corner.
The watching eyes narrowed now and a deep breath was taken as Owen once again stretched out his tired muscles. The scrub trousers rode low on his slim hips and the watcher could see the V made by the lower abdominal muscles as they led the eye further down, deliciously downwards, to a brief glimpse of dark, curled hair.
The cool air touched the skin of the slim, toned man. His body reacted to the change in temperature with a slight tremor. He relished the way his skin tingled as goose bumps ghosted across his defined torso.
A tongue flickered across moist lips as the watching eyes studied the way Owen’s nipples hardened, puckering into small buds. The watcher wondered what it would be like to go down there now and lick one of those delicious pink nipples, pull it slowly into a warm mouth and…
The watcher was distracted in their thoughts as Owen walked towards the stone sink set into the wall. He peeled the latex gloves off his hands and threw them into the same corner as his scrubs. He turned on the tap and ran his hands under the warm water, rinsing off the powder from inside the gloves. Owen worked the water further up his arms, as if he could wash the day off his skin.
Owen looked around and his searching eyes came to rest on a stainless steel bowl that he had got out to use, but hadn’t needed. He picked up the bowl and held it under the tap, filling it with water. Once it was full he took a step backwards, raised the bowl above his head and let the warm water fall down over his head and body.
He blinked quickly and filled the bowl up again, pouring it over his head once more.
The water fell over his hair, flattening it to his head. It dripped into his eyes, clinging to his eyelashes. He blinked again. He opened his mouth, gasping slightly as the water trickled down his naked torso and started to soak into the loose cotton of the white scrub bottoms. The water felt much colder as it traced its way down the inside of Owen’s thigh.
The water dripped off his face as he stood there open mouthed for a moment more, enjoying the sensation of the water clinging to his skin, making his body glisten under the lights. He ran his long fingers through his hair, tipping his head back. His hands continued down his neck, meeting under his Adam’s apple. He completed the movement by running his skilled surgeon’s hands down his torso to his hips.
As Owen hooked his thumbs into the top of his trousers the watcher had to decide now if they should make themselves known, or continue to enjoy the show.
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I couldn't decide what to do either, but I hope you'll continue soon!!!!
I am also very curious about who is watching.
Thank you!!!
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I do have my ideas for who is watching. Watch this space...
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The watcher just has to be Tosh.
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So, Tosh 2 - Anyone else 0...
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