for Ianto Jones, thatsharassment

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[thatsharassment]

[A mix of Welsh and English both curses and praises spill from his lips and he finds himself gently rocking forward in time. The gentle touch of your hand and the change in sensation causes his hips to give a slight jerk and his hands to tighten on you shoulders. Ohshit-so close. That last shred of control he was clinging to so dearly comes nearly completely unraveled.]

JackCariad-there..Peidiwch â rhoi'r gorau i ... [He groans between soft panting breaths. Welsh, English not really caring the message is clear in his tone.] Duw.

[andthen_some]

That's right. Let it all go. [he lets Ianto's length bounce on his lips, licking and nibbling and greedily inhaling his flavour.] Come for me.

[thatsharassment]

[Ianto sighs and closes his eyes, his fingers combing through your hair gently as the last threads of his control unravel.]