Fic- Everything for You
Title: Everything for You
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Ratings: Adult - spanking, sex act
Spoilers: Nothing major
Summary: Ianto takes control.
Disclaimers: I own nothing!
Notes: Comments please!
Jack’s heart jumped. It was fear but that thrilling fear, that few seemed to understand. Ianto understood it and more than that, he knew how to create it in Jack. Just a look was enough.
He was looking at him now, in that stern, captivating way. Jack pulled back and Ianto pursued him, the evidence of Jack’s crime clutched in his hand.
Jack leaned against his desk, waiting for him. Ianto strode in and fixed Jack with his best glare. Jack shuddered in delight. Ianto held up the badly crumpled form Jack had scrawled over.
“This is unacceptable,” he said and strode over.
Jack found himself grabbed and spun around. “You naughty boy,” Ianto hissed in Jack’s ear.
He felt the whisper of a kiss across the back of his neck and the brush of two fingers across Jack’s left hip, then Ianto’s body withdrew all except for his hand, which settled lightly on Jack’s backside.
“What happens to naughty boys, Jack?”
Jack rolled his hips into the desk, supporting himself on it with both hands in preparation for what was going to happen. “They get punished,” he managed, in a strangled voice.
Ianto kneaded Jack’s cheeks firmly. “Yes they do.”
He drew back his hand and Jack took a deep breath and held it as Ianto made him wait.
Finally, Ianto’s hand came down across both cheeks with a sharp crack. Jack cried out loud and felt his cheeks begin to burn underneath his trousers. Ianto didn’t hesitate. He brought his hand down again and again in rapid succession, creating hotness and tenderness all over Jack’s bottom. Jack found himself crying out and whimpering and rolling his hips into the desk. His cock throbbed as Ianto took control of him so completely.
He wanted more. He wanted everything Ianto had to give him. But Ianto didn’t touch him except for his hand coming down hard on his bum cheeks over and over again, so hard and so hot.
“Ianto!” he gasped. “Ianto, please.”
He could come. He could just come like this, with Ianto so firm and stern, spanking his bottom hard. His skin was red hot and becoming tender and he craved Ianto’s touch on him. He thrust into the desk, letting Ianto’s hard smacks push him further into it.
He found himself gasping and shuddering with pleasure as Ianto continued to spank him. His skin tingled and he could harly bear it.
Suddenly, Ianto stopped and pressed his hand hard to Jack’s buttocks. Jack whimpered, caught up in his arousal. Ianto pressed a rough kiss to his cheek.
“Look at you,” he hissed and Jack’s cock twitched with excitement.
“Even getting punished drives you wild, doesn’t it?” He breathed heavily across Jack’s neck. “My slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes, “Jack gasped. “Your slut. Yours. Please, Ianto.”
Ianto chuckled softly. “Good boy,” he whispered.
He sneaked his other hand in between Jack and the desk and pressed firmly to Jack’s bulging erection. “Being naughty gets you excited, doesn’t it, my slut?” He cupped Jack’s cock firmly. “Gets you so hard when I punish you.”
He rubbed his hand against the front of Jack’s trousers. “I want to watch my slut come,” he murmured, pressing hard.
Jack whimpered. Caught between Ianto’s firm hands and that stern voice, Jack didn’t need much encouragement. Ianto kneaded his hot buttocks and his cock firmly and pressed his mouth to Jack’s jaw.
Jack tipped back his head to allow Ianto’s access. Ianto nibbled hard on his jaw. “My slut, my dirty little whore,” he whispered against Jack’s skin.
Jack shuddered and shook with pleasure, letting those beautiful Welsh vowels pour delightful filth into his ear.
“My whore, my slut,” Ianto murmured as Jack rushed towards his peak. “My naughty boy, my Jack. All mine.” He growled the last word and Jack lost it, spilling hot and heavy into his underpants, a shaking shuddering mess in Ianto’s arms.
Ianto chuckled softly as Jack collapsed into his arms, all the strength gone out of him. Jack closed his eyes and smiled as Ianto stroked his damp forehead and kissed his cheek.
“Good boy,” he whispered and Jack felt delight and pride fill his insides.
Ianto held Jack until he’d recovered his strength, then stood him up and turned him towards the hatch. He stroked his tender bottom through his trousers and kissed his shoulder.
“Go to bed. I’ll close down and join you in a few moments.”
Jack nodded, smiled, then turned his head back to Ianto and received a kiss on the mouth and a smile from Ianto. Jack watched the light in Ianto’s young face.
“Yours,” Jack whispered. “Everything for you.”
Ianto’s smile widened and he touched Jack’s lips with one finger. “I know.” He leaned against him and sighed. “And everything for you.”
He pulled back and gave him a push. “Go on. I won’t be long.”
Jack grinned and made his way towards the hatch, pure happiness filling him. Everything for Ianto and everything for Jack.
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Ratings: Adult - spanking, sex act
Spoilers: Nothing major
Summary: Ianto takes control.
Disclaimers: I own nothing!
Notes: Comments please!
Jack’s heart jumped. It was fear but that thrilling fear, that few seemed to understand. Ianto understood it and more than that, he knew how to create it in Jack. Just a look was enough.
He was looking at him now, in that stern, captivating way. Jack pulled back and Ianto pursued him, the evidence of Jack’s crime clutched in his hand.
Jack leaned against his desk, waiting for him. Ianto strode in and fixed Jack with his best glare. Jack shuddered in delight. Ianto held up the badly crumpled form Jack had scrawled over.
“This is unacceptable,” he said and strode over.
Jack found himself grabbed and spun around. “You naughty boy,” Ianto hissed in Jack’s ear.
He felt the whisper of a kiss across the back of his neck and the brush of two fingers across Jack’s left hip, then Ianto’s body withdrew all except for his hand, which settled lightly on Jack’s backside.
“What happens to naughty boys, Jack?”
Jack rolled his hips into the desk, supporting himself on it with both hands in preparation for what was going to happen. “They get punished,” he managed, in a strangled voice.
Ianto kneaded Jack’s cheeks firmly. “Yes they do.”
He drew back his hand and Jack took a deep breath and held it as Ianto made him wait.
Finally, Ianto’s hand came down across both cheeks with a sharp crack. Jack cried out loud and felt his cheeks begin to burn underneath his trousers. Ianto didn’t hesitate. He brought his hand down again and again in rapid succession, creating hotness and tenderness all over Jack’s bottom. Jack found himself crying out and whimpering and rolling his hips into the desk. His cock throbbed as Ianto took control of him so completely.
He wanted more. He wanted everything Ianto had to give him. But Ianto didn’t touch him except for his hand coming down hard on his bum cheeks over and over again, so hard and so hot.
“Ianto!” he gasped. “Ianto, please.”
He could come. He could just come like this, with Ianto so firm and stern, spanking his bottom hard. His skin was red hot and becoming tender and he craved Ianto’s touch on him. He thrust into the desk, letting Ianto’s hard smacks push him further into it.
He found himself gasping and shuddering with pleasure as Ianto continued to spank him. His skin tingled and he could harly bear it.
Suddenly, Ianto stopped and pressed his hand hard to Jack’s buttocks. Jack whimpered, caught up in his arousal. Ianto pressed a rough kiss to his cheek.
“Look at you,” he hissed and Jack’s cock twitched with excitement.
“Even getting punished drives you wild, doesn’t it?” He breathed heavily across Jack’s neck. “My slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes, “Jack gasped. “Your slut. Yours. Please, Ianto.”
Ianto chuckled softly. “Good boy,” he whispered.
He sneaked his other hand in between Jack and the desk and pressed firmly to Jack’s bulging erection. “Being naughty gets you excited, doesn’t it, my slut?” He cupped Jack’s cock firmly. “Gets you so hard when I punish you.”
He rubbed his hand against the front of Jack’s trousers. “I want to watch my slut come,” he murmured, pressing hard.
Jack whimpered. Caught between Ianto’s firm hands and that stern voice, Jack didn’t need much encouragement. Ianto kneaded his hot buttocks and his cock firmly and pressed his mouth to Jack’s jaw.
Jack tipped back his head to allow Ianto’s access. Ianto nibbled hard on his jaw. “My slut, my dirty little whore,” he whispered against Jack’s skin.
Jack shuddered and shook with pleasure, letting those beautiful Welsh vowels pour delightful filth into his ear.
“My whore, my slut,” Ianto murmured as Jack rushed towards his peak. “My naughty boy, my Jack. All mine.” He growled the last word and Jack lost it, spilling hot and heavy into his underpants, a shaking shuddering mess in Ianto’s arms.
Ianto chuckled softly as Jack collapsed into his arms, all the strength gone out of him. Jack closed his eyes and smiled as Ianto stroked his damp forehead and kissed his cheek.
“Good boy,” he whispered and Jack felt delight and pride fill his insides.
Ianto held Jack until he’d recovered his strength, then stood him up and turned him towards the hatch. He stroked his tender bottom through his trousers and kissed his shoulder.
“Go to bed. I’ll close down and join you in a few moments.”
Jack nodded, smiled, then turned his head back to Ianto and received a kiss on the mouth and a smile from Ianto. Jack watched the light in Ianto’s young face.
“Yours,” Jack whispered. “Everything for you.”
Ianto’s smile widened and he touched Jack’s lips with one finger. “I know.” He leaned against him and sighed. “And everything for you.”
He pulled back and gave him a push. “Go on. I won’t be long.”
Jack grinned and made his way towards the hatch, pure happiness filling him. Everything for Ianto and everything for Jack.