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[coffee_sir]

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When his back hit the wall, Ianto's fingers curled against Daniel's back, nails just slightly biting into fabric and skin as Ianto dragged them across the muscled planes of Daniel's back. God, how did Daniel always do this to him? Get him riled up, get him to wantHis tongue coaxed Daniel's, leading it into Ianto's mouth so

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[theunascended]

Daniel didn't just want Ianto, he needed him in a very real and almost urgent way. He groaned at the feel of the nails along his back and pulled back from the kiss only long enough to move his lips onto Ianto's neck. He licked and nibbled at the taste of the sweat and dirt on skin and what was underneath that, pure Ianto.

His hands were just as busy, working to get his hands underneath Ianto's t-shirt and touch skin. When he finally did, he made another noise, this time vibrating against Ianto's neck.

[coffee_sir]

Ianto let his head fall back against the wall, exposing his neck for Daniel. The groan he made was almost in chorus with Daniel's, and his grip tightened on Daniel's ass in a firm squeeze. "God, Daniel," he moaned, already feeling flushed, feeling blood racing through his veins and all over his body. Every touch electrified him and made him feel a buzz that only Daniel could give him.

[theunascended]

"I want you," Daniel murmured against Ianto's throat. His hands worked delicate patterns over Ianto's stomach. "I want you in every single way possible." The words were thick with innuendo and he concluded them with a sharp bite to Ianto's neck, sucking sharply on the skin he'd captured. His ass wiggled a little and settled even more firmly into Ianto's hands.

[coffee_sir]

Ianto gasped at the bite, hips bucking upwards as he pulled Daniel's closer to him, and then groaned at the friction. He swallowed a shallow breath before saying, "More." Releasing Daniel's ass, Ianto's fingers caught the fabric of his shirt and pulled upwards, not stopping until he could toss the piece of clothing aside. He caught Daniel's head firmly with his hand before his mouth could go anywhere and ran his lips just barely across Daniel's. "Tell me how you want me first," Ianto breathed, flicking his tongue against Daniel's lips, teasing.