Fic: The Sea After a Storm (106/?)
Title: The Sea After a Storm, Chapter 106
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Happy fun times
Spoilers: Season Two thru Something Borrowed (2x09)
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer: Torchwood, Doctor Who and all their wonderfulness belong to the Mighty Beeb and He Who Must Not Be Named. No infringement, only worship intended! All ©'s to Phil Ford for situations borrowed from Something Borrowed.
Summary: In which Jack and Ianto take the day off after the madness of Gwen's wedding...
Notes: Sorry for missing last week. March has NOT been good for getting words - hopefully April will be kinder. :) You can find all the previous chapters of The Sea After a Storm here. This is a sequel to Vizzini’s Rule and To The Pain. Thanks again and forever to my amazing beta and wonderful friend
thraceadams for all the help and support and beta work; any mistakes are mine!
The Sea After a Storm: Chapter One Hundred-Six
Previously on The Sea After a Storm: The team cleaned up after the mess the Nostrovite made of Gwen's wedding...
The sun was starting to burn off the morning fog when Ianto pulled into the garage at the Hub.
"I'll never understand why you don't include yourself when you give everyone the day off," Ianto was saying as he set the handbrake.
"I'm just gonna take care of what's left of Mervyn, check on everything and start my report," Jack promised. "I'll be home -" he paused to give Ianto a sappy grin, "- in a little while."
Ianto returned the smile. "Speaking of..." He reached in his pocket and pressed a key to his flat into Jack's hand. "You can stop using the spare," he said softly.
Jack opened his hand and looked down at the key with something akin to reverence. "Are you sure?" he asked in a tentative voice completely unlike his usual tone.
Ianto simply nodded.
Jack leant over to give Ianto a quick but thorough kiss. "See you soon," he murmured.
They parted ways at the door - Jack heading into the Hub, Ianto heading up to his car. When he arrived home, Ianto was torn between showering and just collapsing. The shower won out by the slimmest of margins as he'd just changed the sheets, so he cleaned up quickly and then fell into bed.
He awoke an hour later to find he was still alone in the bed. Frowning, he pulled on his dressing gown and did a quick search for Jack, grabbing his phone when there was no sign of the man.
Where are you?
He had to wait almost ten minutes for a response.
Hub sorry
Anything wrong? Can come back.
No. will leave soon. need antyhign?
Ianto smiled as the correction to the typo came almost immediately.
Anything?
Just you.
:)
Ianto set his phone down and brewed a pot of coffee while he waited for Jack. As the minutes ticked by, he was starting to regret not asking Jack to pick up something to eat. By the time he heard Jack's new key in the door, he was starving.
"Hey, I grabbed the food you picked up yesterday. Not exactly breakfast but I wasn't sure we had anything here," Jack said as he used his foot to kick the door shut behind him. He came into the kitchen and set several bags from Tegan's on the counter.
"You're a genius," Ianto said, giving Jack a deep welcome home kiss.
"And you've been drinking coffee," Jack said approvingly, fitting his mouth to Ianto's again.
"Well, it is a day that ends in Y," Ianto said dryly.
Jack chuckled and let Ianto go to start pulling items out of the bags.
"Quick question..." Jack said when he had all the sandwiches arranged on the plate Ianto had passed him.
"Yes?" Ianto asked, turning from the counter holding a freshly poured cup of coffee. He yelped in surprise when Jack blew a handful of confetti in his face. "What the hell?"
"Did you stuff the pockets of my coat with confetti at the wedding?"
"No!"
"Hmm," Jack said sceptically. "I was sure it was you."
Ianto glared at him as he brushed the tiny pieces of paper from his hair and his clothes. "Well, it wasn't." He made a moue of distaste at the confetti floating in his coffee and stepped over to the sink to pour it out.
"Owen then?" Jack posited.
"I'm sure I couldn't say," Ianto said. His frown turned to a smile as he looked at Jack. "But please be sure to blow confetti all over him when I can watch."
Jack grinned. "Deal."
"Do you want a cup? Or something else?" Ianto offered, pouring himself another cup of coffee.
"Coffee sounds great, thanks. Picnic on the sofa? A little telly? A little cuddle?"
Ianto gave Jack another smile. "Yes, please - to all of it."
~ * ~ * ~ * ~
Later that afternoon, Ianto awoke alone in bed again. He stretched and rolled onto his stomach on Jack's side of the bed and curled around his pillow, happy to just lie there and breathe in his lover's scent for a moment. He heard the shower turn off and opened his eyes. A few moments later, he was treated to the sight of a still damp Jack clad only in a towel tied low across his hips framed in the doorway with steam billowing dramatically behind him.
Ianto sighed happily.
Jack heard him and struck a pose. "Like what you see?"
"Always," Ianto replied, although the sentiment was marred by a yawn.
"Oh, I see how it is, the more I'm here the more you get bored with me," Jack teased. He crossed to the bed and sat down to run his hand over Ianto's hair.
"Wet towel!" Ianto complained, shoving at Jack's hip.
"Fine." Jack gave a put-upon sigh and stood up to pull the towel off and drop it on the floor. "Better?"
Ianto gave him a lascivious grin. "Always," he repeated.
Jack's chuckle turned into a gasp as Ianto reached out to grasp his hips, pulling him against the edge of the mattress. Before Jack could say anything, Ianto had his mouth wrapped around Jack's cock.
"Jesus!"
Ianto hummed as Jack hardened in his mouth, making him groan. He breathed in deep through his nose as he swallowed, searching out Jack's scent beneath the clean smells of soap and water. Jack's hips began to thrust, just a little jerky motion that he couldn't seem to stop. Ianto grinned around his mouthful and took Jack deeper.
"Oh, God, Ianto, you're..."
Jack didn't seem to be able to finish his thought which was right where Ianto wanted him. He pushed up on his elbows a bit, sliding his hands around to palm Jack's arse. He pulled Jack towards him in a slow rocking motion, encouraging him to thrust. When Jack didn't immediately comply, Ianto slid his mouth down Jack's cock slowly, sucking at the tip for a second before moving to tease just under the head with his tongue.
"Come on, Jack," he murmured, licking and kissing his way to the base of the shaft and back up again. "Fuck my mouth."
Jack moaned and buried his hands in Ianto's hair. His fingers tightened and Ianto grinned. "Oh yeah..."
He took Jack deep again, sucking and swallowing around him as he opened his throat. Jack didn't require any more encouraging. With another long moan, he rocked his hips forward. Ianto squeezed Jack's arse in time with the thrusts and sucked harder, his cheeks hollowing with the effort.
"God, Ianto, what you do to me," Jack gasped, tilting Ianto's head. One hand released its death grip on Ianto's hair and slipped down to stroke his cheek. Jack traced the edge of Ianto's lips with his thumb as he watched his cock disappear between them. Ianto shuddered as he held Jack's gaze, swirling his tongue around the head of Jack's cock as he pulled it almost all the way out. Jack groaned and his arse clenched under Ianto's hands. With a shout, he burst over Ianto's tongue, gasping as he rode out his orgasm while Ianto swallowed around him.
Jack froze for a long second and then collapsed face first onto the bed next to Ianto, who rolled onto his back. He draped an arm over the back of Jack's thighs and patted his arse. Jack said something, but it was muffled by the duvet.
"What?" Ianto said, still breathing heavily.
Jack shifted and nudged the covers away from his face. "I said, this living together shit is awesome."
Ianto laughed breathlessly.
Jack moved again, rolling on to his side. He ran his hand over Ianto's chest and down his side and thigh, stopping with his fingers resting tantalizingly close to Ianto's cock. "May I return the favour?" he asked making Ianto chuckle again.
"So formal," Ianto chided. He raised an eyebrow at Jack. "First tell me why you're up and showered."
"Just need to run back to the Hub."
"Then I'm going with you."
"I'm just going to see how the diagnostic tests went and run some calibrations. There's no need to ruin the rest of your day."
"I'd hardly call a day at the Hub with you... and me... alone... a ruined day, would you?" Ianto said, slowly sliding his hand up to tweak Jack's nipple.
Jack twitched at the pinch and then grinned. "My, my, you sound like you're plotting something." He reached out as he sat up, pulling Ianto to a sitting position at the same time.
Ianto met him halfway with a quick kiss. "No plots, I just know what happens when you get bored and there's no one else around to interrupt us. It's been a while... sounds like fun." The last words were a whisper against Jack's lips. Ianto felt Jack smile a second before those lips were on his again in a deep, sensual kiss.
"So your refusal of quid pro quo is just you... delaying some gratification?"
"Well, they do say hunger is the best sauce," Ianto said. "I'm just whetting my appetite," he added provocatively.
Jack groaned appreciatively. "Oh, Ianto... I do love the way you think."
TBC....
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Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Happy fun times
Spoilers: Season Two thru Something Borrowed (2x09)
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer: Torchwood, Doctor Who and all their wonderfulness belong to the Mighty Beeb and He Who Must Not Be Named. No infringement, only worship intended! All ©'s to Phil Ford for situations borrowed from Something Borrowed.
Summary: In which Jack and Ianto take the day off after the madness of Gwen's wedding...
Notes: Sorry for missing last week. March has NOT been good for getting words - hopefully April will be kinder. :) You can find all the previous chapters of The Sea After a Storm here. This is a sequel to Vizzini’s Rule and To The Pain. Thanks again and forever to my amazing beta and wonderful friend
thraceadams for all the help and support and beta work; any mistakes are mine!
The Sea After a Storm: Chapter One Hundred-Six
Previously on The Sea After a Storm: The team cleaned up after the mess the Nostrovite made of Gwen's wedding...
The sun was starting to burn off the morning fog when Ianto pulled into the garage at the Hub.
"I'll never understand why you don't include yourself when you give everyone the day off," Ianto was saying as he set the handbrake.
"I'm just gonna take care of what's left of Mervyn, check on everything and start my report," Jack promised. "I'll be home -" he paused to give Ianto a sappy grin, "- in a little while."
Ianto returned the smile. "Speaking of..." He reached in his pocket and pressed a key to his flat into Jack's hand. "You can stop using the spare," he said softly.
Jack opened his hand and looked down at the key with something akin to reverence. "Are you sure?" he asked in a tentative voice completely unlike his usual tone.
Ianto simply nodded.
Jack leant over to give Ianto a quick but thorough kiss. "See you soon," he murmured.
They parted ways at the door - Jack heading into the Hub, Ianto heading up to his car. When he arrived home, Ianto was torn between showering and just collapsing. The shower won out by the slimmest of margins as he'd just changed the sheets, so he cleaned up quickly and then fell into bed.
He awoke an hour later to find he was still alone in the bed. Frowning, he pulled on his dressing gown and did a quick search for Jack, grabbing his phone when there was no sign of the man.
Where are you?
He had to wait almost ten minutes for a response.
Hub sorry
Anything wrong? Can come back.
No. will leave soon. need antyhign?
Ianto smiled as the correction to the typo came almost immediately.
Anything?
Just you.
:)
Ianto set his phone down and brewed a pot of coffee while he waited for Jack. As the minutes ticked by, he was starting to regret not asking Jack to pick up something to eat. By the time he heard Jack's new key in the door, he was starving.
"Hey, I grabbed the food you picked up yesterday. Not exactly breakfast but I wasn't sure we had anything here," Jack said as he used his foot to kick the door shut behind him. He came into the kitchen and set several bags from Tegan's on the counter.
"You're a genius," Ianto said, giving Jack a deep welcome home kiss.
"And you've been drinking coffee," Jack said approvingly, fitting his mouth to Ianto's again.
"Well, it is a day that ends in Y," Ianto said dryly.
Jack chuckled and let Ianto go to start pulling items out of the bags.
"Quick question..." Jack said when he had all the sandwiches arranged on the plate Ianto had passed him.
"Yes?" Ianto asked, turning from the counter holding a freshly poured cup of coffee. He yelped in surprise when Jack blew a handful of confetti in his face. "What the hell?"
"Did you stuff the pockets of my coat with confetti at the wedding?"
"No!"
"Hmm," Jack said sceptically. "I was sure it was you."
Ianto glared at him as he brushed the tiny pieces of paper from his hair and his clothes. "Well, it wasn't." He made a moue of distaste at the confetti floating in his coffee and stepped over to the sink to pour it out.
"Owen then?" Jack posited.
"I'm sure I couldn't say," Ianto said. His frown turned to a smile as he looked at Jack. "But please be sure to blow confetti all over him when I can watch."
Jack grinned. "Deal."
"Do you want a cup? Or something else?" Ianto offered, pouring himself another cup of coffee.
"Coffee sounds great, thanks. Picnic on the sofa? A little telly? A little cuddle?"
Ianto gave Jack another smile. "Yes, please - to all of it."
~ * ~ * ~ * ~
Later that afternoon, Ianto awoke alone in bed again. He stretched and rolled onto his stomach on Jack's side of the bed and curled around his pillow, happy to just lie there and breathe in his lover's scent for a moment. He heard the shower turn off and opened his eyes. A few moments later, he was treated to the sight of a still damp Jack clad only in a towel tied low across his hips framed in the doorway with steam billowing dramatically behind him.
Ianto sighed happily.
Jack heard him and struck a pose. "Like what you see?"
"Always," Ianto replied, although the sentiment was marred by a yawn.
"Oh, I see how it is, the more I'm here the more you get bored with me," Jack teased. He crossed to the bed and sat down to run his hand over Ianto's hair.
"Wet towel!" Ianto complained, shoving at Jack's hip.
"Fine." Jack gave a put-upon sigh and stood up to pull the towel off and drop it on the floor. "Better?"
Ianto gave him a lascivious grin. "Always," he repeated.
Jack's chuckle turned into a gasp as Ianto reached out to grasp his hips, pulling him against the edge of the mattress. Before Jack could say anything, Ianto had his mouth wrapped around Jack's cock.
"Jesus!"
Ianto hummed as Jack hardened in his mouth, making him groan. He breathed in deep through his nose as he swallowed, searching out Jack's scent beneath the clean smells of soap and water. Jack's hips began to thrust, just a little jerky motion that he couldn't seem to stop. Ianto grinned around his mouthful and took Jack deeper.
"Oh, God, Ianto, you're..."
Jack didn't seem to be able to finish his thought which was right where Ianto wanted him. He pushed up on his elbows a bit, sliding his hands around to palm Jack's arse. He pulled Jack towards him in a slow rocking motion, encouraging him to thrust. When Jack didn't immediately comply, Ianto slid his mouth down Jack's cock slowly, sucking at the tip for a second before moving to tease just under the head with his tongue.
"Come on, Jack," he murmured, licking and kissing his way to the base of the shaft and back up again. "Fuck my mouth."
Jack moaned and buried his hands in Ianto's hair. His fingers tightened and Ianto grinned. "Oh yeah..."
He took Jack deep again, sucking and swallowing around him as he opened his throat. Jack didn't require any more encouraging. With another long moan, he rocked his hips forward. Ianto squeezed Jack's arse in time with the thrusts and sucked harder, his cheeks hollowing with the effort.
"God, Ianto, what you do to me," Jack gasped, tilting Ianto's head. One hand released its death grip on Ianto's hair and slipped down to stroke his cheek. Jack traced the edge of Ianto's lips with his thumb as he watched his cock disappear between them. Ianto shuddered as he held Jack's gaze, swirling his tongue around the head of Jack's cock as he pulled it almost all the way out. Jack groaned and his arse clenched under Ianto's hands. With a shout, he burst over Ianto's tongue, gasping as he rode out his orgasm while Ianto swallowed around him.
Jack froze for a long second and then collapsed face first onto the bed next to Ianto, who rolled onto his back. He draped an arm over the back of Jack's thighs and patted his arse. Jack said something, but it was muffled by the duvet.
"What?" Ianto said, still breathing heavily.
Jack shifted and nudged the covers away from his face. "I said, this living together shit is awesome."
Ianto laughed breathlessly.
Jack moved again, rolling on to his side. He ran his hand over Ianto's chest and down his side and thigh, stopping with his fingers resting tantalizingly close to Ianto's cock. "May I return the favour?" he asked making Ianto chuckle again.
"So formal," Ianto chided. He raised an eyebrow at Jack. "First tell me why you're up and showered."
"Just need to run back to the Hub."
"Then I'm going with you."
"I'm just going to see how the diagnostic tests went and run some calibrations. There's no need to ruin the rest of your day."
"I'd hardly call a day at the Hub with you... and me... alone... a ruined day, would you?" Ianto said, slowly sliding his hand up to tweak Jack's nipple.
Jack twitched at the pinch and then grinned. "My, my, you sound like you're plotting something." He reached out as he sat up, pulling Ianto to a sitting position at the same time.
Ianto met him halfway with a quick kiss. "No plots, I just know what happens when you get bored and there's no one else around to interrupt us. It's been a while... sounds like fun." The last words were a whisper against Jack's lips. Ianto felt Jack smile a second before those lips were on his again in a deep, sensual kiss.
"So your refusal of quid pro quo is just you... delaying some gratification?"
"Well, they do say hunger is the best sauce," Ianto said. "I'm just whetting my appetite," he added provocatively.
Jack groaned appreciatively. "Oh, Ianto... I do love the way you think."
TBC....
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