Fic: Jack´s secret - Ianto/Jack - R/NC17 - Torchwood - Part: 1/6 + Epilogue
Title: Jack’s secret.
Part: 1/6 + Epilogue
Author: Celebrian.
Web page: http://www.livejournal.com/users/celebrian_lotr/
http://users.insanejournal.com/_bad_wolf/
Pairing: Ianto/ Jack
Rating: R/ NC17
Summary: Jack thought he understood timelines and the importance of an average man and their life in this world. But this time, he is determined in not letting go on the person he loves.
Spoilers: Season 2 (Mostly Ep 13)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warnings: Angst & Fluff? Character(s) death.
Author’s notes: Story is finished. Only needs posting ;)
Character death BUT happy ending, I think so, at least ;) Just keep reading up until the Epilogue.
Feedback: Is addictive and encouraging ;-)
Thanks to Beta xibalba who is a saint and reads stories about a fandom she’s only heard me rambling about and ru_salki99 and just4bri. All remaining mistakes, my fault. Note, English is not my native language.
It had all started after they had found Lisa at the basement of the Hub. Ianto had attempted talking to her, with out success of course, and had ended up attacked by his half converted cyber-girlfriend.
Jack had watched him fly through the air until he landed harshly on the concrete and water running under and between the catwalks of the main level of the Hub; and his heart, even though at that moment already broken, seemed to break even more at the possible idea of losing Ianto Jones.
The initial thought had been to get Lisa’s attention, which they managed to do. Owen managed to get Lisa to look at him, whilst giving Gwen the chance to react, just before Jack got her by the shoulder and led the way upstairs to the conference room where they all gathered.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jack could see Ianto’s body sprawled, lifeless on the concrete and the water but he had had to focus on the rest of the team and how to get them out of there alive before Lisa got to them all.
Once the plan was in motion, Jack went back to face Lisa, whilst trying to buy his team more time. His eyes absently checked on Ianto, who was still motionless on the ground; when Lisa deleted him for the first time.
Second time: he felt himself going further than the pitch black that he seemed to head into whenever he died, before coming back to life; to stay there for a longer period of time, before coming back; yet one more time, feeling somehow drained and sore, unlike the other times.
Looking around he noticed Lisa was gone from sight; so, moving quietly and quickly, he went to check on Ianto.
Turning him over, he slapped him lightly on the face, before brushing his fingers down the side of his throat to feel his pulse…
“What are you brooding on about?” Ianto’s voice distracted him from his thinking and Jack smiled down at his young lover who was snuggling up to his chest.
“Nothing, I was watching you sleep, as I always do.” Jack said with a dashing grin and pressed a kiss to Ianto’s brow before shifting until they were facing each other in bed. “Did you sleep well?”
“I did,” Ianto said with a sleepy smile and stretched a little under the sheets before he wrapped his arm around Jack’s waist.
“Good,” Was all Jack said, and Ianto locked eyes with him.
“What time is it?”
“Thirty minutes to… five.” Jack said after checking Ianto’s watch, forgotten on the floor by the tiny bed in which they were currently sleeping.
“Hmm, early.”
“Going back to sleep?” The Captain asked whilst holding Ianto close, his brow pressing to the other’s as he did so. He could feel Ianto’s fingers drawing random patterns on his back as he snuggled up to him more; their chests pressing flat against each other’s.
“No, I’m awake already. Just want to stay here for a while, like this before getting up and start the daily routine.”
“We do have time to spare; you woke up remarkably early today,” Jack mused and looked back at Ianto who pulled back to look at him.
“I could almost hear you thinking,” Ianto smiled sleepily “Are you worried about something?”
“No, I was watching you sleep, like I said before,” Jack re-assured in a soothing manner and tried to look as believable as he could manage… As he could ever manage for Ianto; because for some reason, Ianto always seemed to know when Jack was lying and when he was being dead serious.
“You are a terrible liar, Jack,” Ianto said with amusement and smiled when Jack chuckled.
“I used to be a damn good one a long time ago.” He remembered those times conning people, when he tried to con Rose and the Doctor; how everything had changed after that.
“Yeah?”
“Hmm, yes. Long story, way back. Though I think it is actually, you. You’re the only one who manages to tell when I am lying and when not; it doesn’t seem to work as well with the rest of the team,” The Captain offered. “Tosh gives me bewildered eyes when I start rambling on about something that might not be plausible, Owen scoffs at me whenever I say something related to Aliens and possible encounters with, and Gwen, well she just gives me big doe eyes whenever she’s lost. Which of late, is quite often; and then she tries acting stubborn when I don’t go along with her line of thought instead. A little more stubborn than I would have anticipated.”
“’Might be the fact that we do spend an un-healthy amount of hours in the Hub. I got to know you a little more than the rest; that, plus our extra curricular activities, it does make sense,” Ianto pointed out before he chuckled. “Stubborn Gwen, with stubborn Jack… That is always something interesting to see.”
Jack chuckled and smiled at the man in his arms. “I bet it is quite something when it comes to entertainment.”
“I don’t know if it is actually entertaining or frustrating; last time I tried making you two see the other’s point of view I almost got my head ripped off.”
“You shouldn’t have told her about the island,” Jack scowled.
“I said, I was sorry already,” Ianto retorted looking into Jack’s eyes.
“Yeah, you did,” Jack said and shifted slightly on the bed to wrap his arm around Ianto’s back and pulling him closer he brushed his lips against the Welshman’s in a lazy, loving kiss, as his fingers tangled in Ianto’s pillow messed up hair.
Jack could feel Ianto’s leg nudging between his own, pressing against his groin, encouraging him to rub himself against it and Jack did as much; his hard on rubbing against the firm thigh before his hand slid over Ianto's chest and down until he was stroking Ianto’s morning hard on to full hardness.
“And I thought you wanted some morning cuddles,” Jack teased with a grin, after he sucked on Ianto’s lower lip teasingly.
“We can, just cuddle,” Ianto said with a slightly strained voice.
“We could,” Jack grinned and started peppering kisses along the side of Ianto’s neck.
“Hmm, we could,” Ianto agreed.
Feeling Ianto’s hips buckling against his stroking hand, the Captain pushed the sheets away to be able to look at their naked bodies in the dim light of the bunker, and he groaned softly at feeling pre-come against his thumb.
Taking his hand back, he grinned mischievously when Ianto groaned softly in complaint, before he pushed his fingers between his lips. Eyes locked with the Welshman’s; Jack sucked on his fingers before feeling Ianto moving on top of him.
He was straddled to the bed and Ianto was taking charge, apparently the morning daze had gone now.
His groin rubbed against his lover’s as he thrusted his hips up, Ianto bent down to kiss him, Jack moaned softly as Ianto groaned when tasting himself in the passionate kiss.
“What are you going to do with me now?” Jack asked as he ran his hands down the sides of Ianto’s body before he felt the other grabbing them to push them up above his head, trapping them there with his own hand as his lips started pressing kisses to Jack’s neck, shoulders and collarbone before Ianto sucked on his Adam’s apple.
The Captain arched under his lover and his eyelids fluttered closed as he surrendered to the pleasure Ianto created for him and let go, as he always did. Feeling safe, feeling cared for, feeling loved.
Loved, that was always the key word. It was love… love led Jack to greed; it led him to break all the rules of the things he should do… of what was right.
Still, when it came to Jack’s thinking; his own point of view went along the lines of having done the wrong thing for the wrong reasons so many times, this one time, even though wrong, it ´had´ to be right.
It had to, he couldn’t let go. He wouldn’t.
Opening his eyes, he noticed Ianto looking at him curiously before he pressed his lips to his brow. “What?” Jack asked puzzled.
“I was wondering if you had, for some unknown reason, gotten sick,” Ianto teased whilst pressing a probing hand to Jack’s brow whilst smiling at his lover with amusement.
Watching Ianto smiling down at him that way, melted Jack in ways, no one, not even the other man would ever get to know, because there were no words to describe it. “Why?” He chuckled.
“Brooding? Again?” Ianto asked rhetorically and grinned at Jack who looked ´caught´ red handed.
“Sorry,” The Captain said sheepishly and moved both his hands to the sides of the Welshman’s hips as Ianto let go of them.
The weight of the other’s body was more than welcomed on top of his, as Ianto stretched to snuggle up to him.
Wrapping his arms around the other he held Ianto as tight as he could manage and pressed his cheek to the other’s hair.
“Bored with me already, Jack?”
“No,” Jack chuckled huskily and it could be heard in his voice that he meant his words, “Never,” he added stroking Ianto’s back before his hand slid further down to grope the younger man’s arse.
“We don’t have to, you know. We could just - cuddle,” Ianto pointed out.
“I want to,” Jack assured him, locking eyes with the other as Ianto looked up at him, locking those beautiful grey eyes with his very own sea blue ones, “I do. I just - I was thinking… What would I ever do if I lost you,” He admitted and sighed deeply. That was part, of what he was thinking at least.
“You won’t, not for a while at least.”
Ianto assured and Jack was more than content with the reassuring kiss that followed the reassuring words.
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because, we both deserve this…. We both deserve some happiness, something stable after all the shit we’ve gone through.”
“All good things come to an end,” Jack pointed out and couldn’t help but thinking about The Doctor and Rose, how he’d lost her to a parallel world, knowing she was well, safe; yet, he was unable to see her, ever again. The one person he loved…
“Not us, not yet.”
Jack smiled when feeling Ianto’s soothing fingers tangling in his hair, stroking through it in a comforting way before kisses started to brush against his skin. Wherever Ianto’s lips brushed against his cheek, his skin seemed to tingle with pleasure, and if possible, even more greed than he already felt for the other man.
“I am not losing you, Ianto. Not you.”
“I am not going anywhere, Jack. I am not leaving you.”
The words were so sure, so painfully sure Jack had to wonder if Ianto knew. But then- it was impossible that he did. Wasn’t it?
Sure, Ianto knew ´everything´ that went on in the Hub and probably outside, but this one thing, Jack knew to be one of his well kept secrets.
“Look at me.”
Ianto’s voice made him snap from his reverie and Jack complied, he locked eyes with Ianto and soon, those sinful lips were pressing against his own.
The kiss was chaste, loving and tender, and the Captain allowed himself to get lost in it.
He shifted his place until he was on top of the other and his hand ran down Ianto’s chest and ribs until it rested on his hip.
Their groins, once more rubbing together, though this time with less hurry as the kiss deepened and their tongues danced with each other’s.
Jack felt the Ianto’s hands on his back, smoothing against his skin, up and down before they started groping his arse, and Ianto’s legs parted welcomingly before the strong thighs closed against his hips.
Getting the lube from where it was in between the mattress and the wall, Jack smeared some on his fingers and slid them between Ianto’s arse cheeks until he was forming tiny circles around the entrance to his body, his fingers expertly teasing his lover until the tip of his index one was inside, the rest following in time as the Welshman started looking undone under him.
Jack loved watching Ianto letting go like this; he rarely ever let go and the Captain knew he only let go around him.
It was only a lover, that would only get to see this side of him and Jack was more than thankful he was allowed to witness it.
Feeling Ianto stretched enough around his fingers, Jack groaned softly when feeling Ianto’s eager hands coating the lube on his hard on. Locking eyes with him, Ianto nodded encouragingly and Jack entered him with one swift move.
He let a loud groan escape his parting lips as the velvety confines surrounded him whilst clenching around him in welcome.
His lips pursed as he tried to hold himself from moving right that instant, and whilst giving Ianto a little bit of time to adjust to the intrusion, he used it for a renewed kiss that managed to speak even more than words.
His hips started rocking slightly as the kiss deepened, Ianto’s arse welcoming him further, letting him in deeply enough to brush the head of his cock over the other’s prostate.
Watching the Welshman moan like that. It was a spectacle of a lifetime. Jack was breathless, and despite as to what it might seem it wasn’t because of what they were doing but because of the sight of Ianto himself.
His body started to move on its own, his basic instincts taking over as he started to move slowly, pacing his thrusts as his hand started to stroke the other’s neglected hard on, matching his thrusts.
“Jack.”
Ianto called out his name and arched under him, the Welshman’s chest pressing against his own, “I’m here,” He replied and his teeth rasped against the stubble that had formed over night on Ianto’s jaw, “I’m here,” He repeated as he started thrusting a little bit harder; need starting to take over even though he managed to subdue it once more.
He wanted this time to last, he wanted more than, a morning shag, he wanted to make love to the other man.
He was, making love to the other man; to Ianto…
Jack’s lips started pressing kisses all over Ianto’s jaw as he kept on moving slowly, the Welshman’s legs wrapped around his waist as he kept on moving, thrusting enough to make the bed creek under them.
“Oh, God. Jack, please,” came the husky, panted plea as Ianto thrusted against him and Jack grinned to himself as he decided to keep on the slow pace.
His cock sliding in and almost out from the other slowly, steadily, hitting that spot which made Ianto curse breathlessly in Welsh every single time as his eyelids fluttered almost close and his fingers were digging into Jack’s skin.
“Let go Ianto, I’ve got you,” He whispered to the other’s ear as he started moving a little bit faster when feeling Ianto’s balls starting to tighten in a telltale way. He was close.
“Harder, please,” The raspy voice pleaded and Jack complied, he thrusted deeper and harder, Ianto’s body moving slightly up the bed as he tried keeping his legs hooked up around Jack’s waist.
A myriad of practically whispered Welsh curses started to flood the air and Jack knew Ianto was on the edge.
It took a couple more strokes to push him over and watching him fall, as he started trashing in the bed whilst calling out his name repeatedly until his body started to relax; was the most beautiful sight in the whole wide world.
Jack watched him with avid attention and kept on thrusting into his lover until he too finally let go, and started filling him up, until his come was spilling out of Ianto’s arse.
Resting his body on top of Ianto’s, Jack rested his head on the Welshman’s shoulder and smiled to himself. His head partially hidden in the crook where shoulder and neck met as Ianto rested his cheek against his hair.
The Welshman went quiet for a while, but the Captain was able to tell Ianto was awake due his breathing. By now, he knew only too well the rhythm of Ianto’s breathing when asleep, “Now you are brooding,” He teased, and his hand rested on his lover’s chest whilst feeling himself slipping out entirely.
The previous link somehow lost now, making him feel needful again. Not about the act itself, but about Ianto. Jack always wanted him for himself; he wanted him close, safe…
“It’s nothing.”
“You know, I can tell when you’re lying too,” Jack grinned against Ianto’s skin and pressed a kiss to it before rasping his teeth against it playfully, “Tell me,” He asked softly against the wet patch of skin.
“It was different.”
“Different bad?” The Captain enquired thinking he knew perfectly well what Ianto was trying to say.
“No,” Ianto jumped quickly and chuckled softly. “No, on the contrary, just… different.”
“Hmm.?”
“Different good.”
“I like the sound of different good,” Jack said and rested his weight on his elbow to look at the younger man better.
“I like different good too,” Ianto said and there it was, unspoken words of love crossing both their minds, their every feature for them to read, yet unable to speak them out loud.
“I’ve got an idea.”
“Should I start bracing myself?”
Jack laughed musically at Ianto’s reaction and grinned. “Usually, you might want to. But I think you might like this one.”
“Oh?”
“What about we grab a shower? We get changed and ready to start the day, but we sneak off before everyone makes it in? And we go have breakfast by the bay?” Jack offered pushing Ianto’s short hair off his brow lovingly, as it was stuck to his skin due the sweat that had formed there while they made love.
“You are meant to give me a reply now,” Jack teased him because Ianto was giving him a puzzled look.
“I’d love that.”
“Good, then we should be getting up so we are not intercepted,” Jack grinned and pecking Ianto on his lips he reluctantly made it out of the bed.
Grabbing his clothes from the floor Jack looked over his shoulder and simply smiled at Ianto, who looked lost in a way he’d never looked before.
TBC…
Part: 1/6 + Epilogue
Author: Celebrian.
Web page: http://www.livejournal.com/users/celebrian_lotr/
http://users.insanejournal.com/_bad_wolf/
Pairing: Ianto/ Jack
Rating: R/ NC17
Summary: Jack thought he understood timelines and the importance of an average man and their life in this world. But this time, he is determined in not letting go on the person he loves.
Spoilers: Season 2 (Mostly Ep 13)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warnings: Angst & Fluff? Character(s) death.
Author’s notes: Story is finished. Only needs posting ;)
Character death BUT happy ending, I think so, at least ;) Just keep reading up until the Epilogue.
Feedback: Is addictive and encouraging ;-)
Thanks to Beta xibalba who is a saint and reads stories about a fandom she’s only heard me rambling about and ru_salki99 and just4bri. All remaining mistakes, my fault. Note, English is not my native language.
It had all started after they had found Lisa at the basement of the Hub. Ianto had attempted talking to her, with out success of course, and had ended up attacked by his half converted cyber-girlfriend.
Jack had watched him fly through the air until he landed harshly on the concrete and water running under and between the catwalks of the main level of the Hub; and his heart, even though at that moment already broken, seemed to break even more at the possible idea of losing Ianto Jones.
The initial thought had been to get Lisa’s attention, which they managed to do. Owen managed to get Lisa to look at him, whilst giving Gwen the chance to react, just before Jack got her by the shoulder and led the way upstairs to the conference room where they all gathered.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jack could see Ianto’s body sprawled, lifeless on the concrete and the water but he had had to focus on the rest of the team and how to get them out of there alive before Lisa got to them all.
Once the plan was in motion, Jack went back to face Lisa, whilst trying to buy his team more time. His eyes absently checked on Ianto, who was still motionless on the ground; when Lisa deleted him for the first time.
Second time: he felt himself going further than the pitch black that he seemed to head into whenever he died, before coming back to life; to stay there for a longer period of time, before coming back; yet one more time, feeling somehow drained and sore, unlike the other times.
Looking around he noticed Lisa was gone from sight; so, moving quietly and quickly, he went to check on Ianto.
Turning him over, he slapped him lightly on the face, before brushing his fingers down the side of his throat to feel his pulse…
“What are you brooding on about?” Ianto’s voice distracted him from his thinking and Jack smiled down at his young lover who was snuggling up to his chest.
“Nothing, I was watching you sleep, as I always do.” Jack said with a dashing grin and pressed a kiss to Ianto’s brow before shifting until they were facing each other in bed. “Did you sleep well?”
“I did,” Ianto said with a sleepy smile and stretched a little under the sheets before he wrapped his arm around Jack’s waist.
“Good,” Was all Jack said, and Ianto locked eyes with him.
“What time is it?”
“Thirty minutes to… five.” Jack said after checking Ianto’s watch, forgotten on the floor by the tiny bed in which they were currently sleeping.
“Hmm, early.”
“Going back to sleep?” The Captain asked whilst holding Ianto close, his brow pressing to the other’s as he did so. He could feel Ianto’s fingers drawing random patterns on his back as he snuggled up to him more; their chests pressing flat against each other’s.
“No, I’m awake already. Just want to stay here for a while, like this before getting up and start the daily routine.”
“We do have time to spare; you woke up remarkably early today,” Jack mused and looked back at Ianto who pulled back to look at him.
“I could almost hear you thinking,” Ianto smiled sleepily “Are you worried about something?”
“No, I was watching you sleep, like I said before,” Jack re-assured in a soothing manner and tried to look as believable as he could manage… As he could ever manage for Ianto; because for some reason, Ianto always seemed to know when Jack was lying and when he was being dead serious.
“You are a terrible liar, Jack,” Ianto said with amusement and smiled when Jack chuckled.
“I used to be a damn good one a long time ago.” He remembered those times conning people, when he tried to con Rose and the Doctor; how everything had changed after that.
“Yeah?”
“Hmm, yes. Long story, way back. Though I think it is actually, you. You’re the only one who manages to tell when I am lying and when not; it doesn’t seem to work as well with the rest of the team,” The Captain offered. “Tosh gives me bewildered eyes when I start rambling on about something that might not be plausible, Owen scoffs at me whenever I say something related to Aliens and possible encounters with, and Gwen, well she just gives me big doe eyes whenever she’s lost. Which of late, is quite often; and then she tries acting stubborn when I don’t go along with her line of thought instead. A little more stubborn than I would have anticipated.”
“’Might be the fact that we do spend an un-healthy amount of hours in the Hub. I got to know you a little more than the rest; that, plus our extra curricular activities, it does make sense,” Ianto pointed out before he chuckled. “Stubborn Gwen, with stubborn Jack… That is always something interesting to see.”
Jack chuckled and smiled at the man in his arms. “I bet it is quite something when it comes to entertainment.”
“I don’t know if it is actually entertaining or frustrating; last time I tried making you two see the other’s point of view I almost got my head ripped off.”
“You shouldn’t have told her about the island,” Jack scowled.
“I said, I was sorry already,” Ianto retorted looking into Jack’s eyes.
“Yeah, you did,” Jack said and shifted slightly on the bed to wrap his arm around Ianto’s back and pulling him closer he brushed his lips against the Welshman’s in a lazy, loving kiss, as his fingers tangled in Ianto’s pillow messed up hair.
Jack could feel Ianto’s leg nudging between his own, pressing against his groin, encouraging him to rub himself against it and Jack did as much; his hard on rubbing against the firm thigh before his hand slid over Ianto's chest and down until he was stroking Ianto’s morning hard on to full hardness.
“And I thought you wanted some morning cuddles,” Jack teased with a grin, after he sucked on Ianto’s lower lip teasingly.
“We can, just cuddle,” Ianto said with a slightly strained voice.
“We could,” Jack grinned and started peppering kisses along the side of Ianto’s neck.
“Hmm, we could,” Ianto agreed.
Feeling Ianto’s hips buckling against his stroking hand, the Captain pushed the sheets away to be able to look at their naked bodies in the dim light of the bunker, and he groaned softly at feeling pre-come against his thumb.
Taking his hand back, he grinned mischievously when Ianto groaned softly in complaint, before he pushed his fingers between his lips. Eyes locked with the Welshman’s; Jack sucked on his fingers before feeling Ianto moving on top of him.
He was straddled to the bed and Ianto was taking charge, apparently the morning daze had gone now.
His groin rubbed against his lover’s as he thrusted his hips up, Ianto bent down to kiss him, Jack moaned softly as Ianto groaned when tasting himself in the passionate kiss.
“What are you going to do with me now?” Jack asked as he ran his hands down the sides of Ianto’s body before he felt the other grabbing them to push them up above his head, trapping them there with his own hand as his lips started pressing kisses to Jack’s neck, shoulders and collarbone before Ianto sucked on his Adam’s apple.
The Captain arched under his lover and his eyelids fluttered closed as he surrendered to the pleasure Ianto created for him and let go, as he always did. Feeling safe, feeling cared for, feeling loved.
Loved, that was always the key word. It was love… love led Jack to greed; it led him to break all the rules of the things he should do… of what was right.
Still, when it came to Jack’s thinking; his own point of view went along the lines of having done the wrong thing for the wrong reasons so many times, this one time, even though wrong, it ´had´ to be right.
It had to, he couldn’t let go. He wouldn’t.
Opening his eyes, he noticed Ianto looking at him curiously before he pressed his lips to his brow. “What?” Jack asked puzzled.
“I was wondering if you had, for some unknown reason, gotten sick,” Ianto teased whilst pressing a probing hand to Jack’s brow whilst smiling at his lover with amusement.
Watching Ianto smiling down at him that way, melted Jack in ways, no one, not even the other man would ever get to know, because there were no words to describe it. “Why?” He chuckled.
“Brooding? Again?” Ianto asked rhetorically and grinned at Jack who looked ´caught´ red handed.
“Sorry,” The Captain said sheepishly and moved both his hands to the sides of the Welshman’s hips as Ianto let go of them.
The weight of the other’s body was more than welcomed on top of his, as Ianto stretched to snuggle up to him.
Wrapping his arms around the other he held Ianto as tight as he could manage and pressed his cheek to the other’s hair.
“Bored with me already, Jack?”
“No,” Jack chuckled huskily and it could be heard in his voice that he meant his words, “Never,” he added stroking Ianto’s back before his hand slid further down to grope the younger man’s arse.
“We don’t have to, you know. We could just - cuddle,” Ianto pointed out.
“I want to,” Jack assured him, locking eyes with the other as Ianto looked up at him, locking those beautiful grey eyes with his very own sea blue ones, “I do. I just - I was thinking… What would I ever do if I lost you,” He admitted and sighed deeply. That was part, of what he was thinking at least.
“You won’t, not for a while at least.”
Ianto assured and Jack was more than content with the reassuring kiss that followed the reassuring words.
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because, we both deserve this…. We both deserve some happiness, something stable after all the shit we’ve gone through.”
“All good things come to an end,” Jack pointed out and couldn’t help but thinking about The Doctor and Rose, how he’d lost her to a parallel world, knowing she was well, safe; yet, he was unable to see her, ever again. The one person he loved…
“Not us, not yet.”
Jack smiled when feeling Ianto’s soothing fingers tangling in his hair, stroking through it in a comforting way before kisses started to brush against his skin. Wherever Ianto’s lips brushed against his cheek, his skin seemed to tingle with pleasure, and if possible, even more greed than he already felt for the other man.
“I am not losing you, Ianto. Not you.”
“I am not going anywhere, Jack. I am not leaving you.”
The words were so sure, so painfully sure Jack had to wonder if Ianto knew. But then- it was impossible that he did. Wasn’t it?
Sure, Ianto knew ´everything´ that went on in the Hub and probably outside, but this one thing, Jack knew to be one of his well kept secrets.
“Look at me.”
Ianto’s voice made him snap from his reverie and Jack complied, he locked eyes with Ianto and soon, those sinful lips were pressing against his own.
The kiss was chaste, loving and tender, and the Captain allowed himself to get lost in it.
He shifted his place until he was on top of the other and his hand ran down Ianto’s chest and ribs until it rested on his hip.
Their groins, once more rubbing together, though this time with less hurry as the kiss deepened and their tongues danced with each other’s.
Jack felt the Ianto’s hands on his back, smoothing against his skin, up and down before they started groping his arse, and Ianto’s legs parted welcomingly before the strong thighs closed against his hips.
Getting the lube from where it was in between the mattress and the wall, Jack smeared some on his fingers and slid them between Ianto’s arse cheeks until he was forming tiny circles around the entrance to his body, his fingers expertly teasing his lover until the tip of his index one was inside, the rest following in time as the Welshman started looking undone under him.
Jack loved watching Ianto letting go like this; he rarely ever let go and the Captain knew he only let go around him.
It was only a lover, that would only get to see this side of him and Jack was more than thankful he was allowed to witness it.
Feeling Ianto stretched enough around his fingers, Jack groaned softly when feeling Ianto’s eager hands coating the lube on his hard on. Locking eyes with him, Ianto nodded encouragingly and Jack entered him with one swift move.
He let a loud groan escape his parting lips as the velvety confines surrounded him whilst clenching around him in welcome.
His lips pursed as he tried to hold himself from moving right that instant, and whilst giving Ianto a little bit of time to adjust to the intrusion, he used it for a renewed kiss that managed to speak even more than words.
His hips started rocking slightly as the kiss deepened, Ianto’s arse welcoming him further, letting him in deeply enough to brush the head of his cock over the other’s prostate.
Watching the Welshman moan like that. It was a spectacle of a lifetime. Jack was breathless, and despite as to what it might seem it wasn’t because of what they were doing but because of the sight of Ianto himself.
His body started to move on its own, his basic instincts taking over as he started to move slowly, pacing his thrusts as his hand started to stroke the other’s neglected hard on, matching his thrusts.
“Jack.”
Ianto called out his name and arched under him, the Welshman’s chest pressing against his own, “I’m here,” He replied and his teeth rasped against the stubble that had formed over night on Ianto’s jaw, “I’m here,” He repeated as he started thrusting a little bit harder; need starting to take over even though he managed to subdue it once more.
He wanted this time to last, he wanted more than, a morning shag, he wanted to make love to the other man.
He was, making love to the other man; to Ianto…
Jack’s lips started pressing kisses all over Ianto’s jaw as he kept on moving slowly, the Welshman’s legs wrapped around his waist as he kept on moving, thrusting enough to make the bed creek under them.
“Oh, God. Jack, please,” came the husky, panted plea as Ianto thrusted against him and Jack grinned to himself as he decided to keep on the slow pace.
His cock sliding in and almost out from the other slowly, steadily, hitting that spot which made Ianto curse breathlessly in Welsh every single time as his eyelids fluttered almost close and his fingers were digging into Jack’s skin.
“Let go Ianto, I’ve got you,” He whispered to the other’s ear as he started moving a little bit faster when feeling Ianto’s balls starting to tighten in a telltale way. He was close.
“Harder, please,” The raspy voice pleaded and Jack complied, he thrusted deeper and harder, Ianto’s body moving slightly up the bed as he tried keeping his legs hooked up around Jack’s waist.
A myriad of practically whispered Welsh curses started to flood the air and Jack knew Ianto was on the edge.
It took a couple more strokes to push him over and watching him fall, as he started trashing in the bed whilst calling out his name repeatedly until his body started to relax; was the most beautiful sight in the whole wide world.
Jack watched him with avid attention and kept on thrusting into his lover until he too finally let go, and started filling him up, until his come was spilling out of Ianto’s arse.
Resting his body on top of Ianto’s, Jack rested his head on the Welshman’s shoulder and smiled to himself. His head partially hidden in the crook where shoulder and neck met as Ianto rested his cheek against his hair.
The Welshman went quiet for a while, but the Captain was able to tell Ianto was awake due his breathing. By now, he knew only too well the rhythm of Ianto’s breathing when asleep, “Now you are brooding,” He teased, and his hand rested on his lover’s chest whilst feeling himself slipping out entirely.
The previous link somehow lost now, making him feel needful again. Not about the act itself, but about Ianto. Jack always wanted him for himself; he wanted him close, safe…
“It’s nothing.”
“You know, I can tell when you’re lying too,” Jack grinned against Ianto’s skin and pressed a kiss to it before rasping his teeth against it playfully, “Tell me,” He asked softly against the wet patch of skin.
“It was different.”
“Different bad?” The Captain enquired thinking he knew perfectly well what Ianto was trying to say.
“No,” Ianto jumped quickly and chuckled softly. “No, on the contrary, just… different.”
“Hmm.?”
“Different good.”
“I like the sound of different good,” Jack said and rested his weight on his elbow to look at the younger man better.
“I like different good too,” Ianto said and there it was, unspoken words of love crossing both their minds, their every feature for them to read, yet unable to speak them out loud.
“I’ve got an idea.”
“Should I start bracing myself?”
Jack laughed musically at Ianto’s reaction and grinned. “Usually, you might want to. But I think you might like this one.”
“Oh?”
“What about we grab a shower? We get changed and ready to start the day, but we sneak off before everyone makes it in? And we go have breakfast by the bay?” Jack offered pushing Ianto’s short hair off his brow lovingly, as it was stuck to his skin due the sweat that had formed there while they made love.
“You are meant to give me a reply now,” Jack teased him because Ianto was giving him a puzzled look.
“I’d love that.”
“Good, then we should be getting up so we are not intercepted,” Jack grinned and pecking Ianto on his lips he reluctantly made it out of the bed.
Grabbing his clothes from the floor Jack looked over his shoulder and simply smiled at Ianto, who looked lost in a way he’d never looked before.
TBC…