He hadn't expected an answer the next day. He didn't think for a second that he'd find Charlie in the main room, waiting for him to wake up so that life could go back to the way it was. But it still hurt to wake up and not have Charlie next to him in bed. Almost hurt enough not to get out of bed altogether, but he did. Ianto had plans, and he ( Read more... )

Ianto wasn't entirely sure what was going on anymore, but he knew for a fact that he couldn't stew in his (now very, very empty) hut while he figured it out. Sitting still never did him any good. Sitting still let him think, and right now thinking about himself (or Charlie) was not what he needed ( Read more... )

Mornings were never Ianto's strong suit. They were valuable; a lot could be down in those early hours, but he never liked the half an hour or so that it took to wake up completely ( Read more... )

It hadn't been especially easy, but Ianto had managed to keep the majority of his clothes on during the night. When he had said to give it a week, he hadn't been literal. It was just a rough portion of time. But just by holding off and trying not to think about sex, sex seemed to be one of the only things on his mind in the last few days ( Read more... )

Ianto made a round at the party after his conversation with Daniel. He didn't talk to anyone, but he pretended not to be thinking about anything and nursed a drink as he did so. By the time he made the full circuit and got himself back to the refreshment table, he knew he couldn't just shake this off. He poured himself another drink and headed ( Read more... )

The end of a conversation they'd been avoiding...

( You keep looking at me like you're waiting for something )

Ianto was still shaking a bit when he came back to the hut ( Read more... )

It was somewhat disheartening for the winter climate to fade away and for the island to return to its normal conditions. While Ianto enjoyed the warmth and, ultimately, preferred it for long periods of time, there was something cozy and reassuring about the cabin-version of the hut. There was also something appealing to snuggling under warm ( Read more... )

Ianto sighed as Jack left, but didn't say anything, just kept his arms around Daniel and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. He didn't know what was going to happen. He was fairly certain he knew what had happened, but there was so much to take in and his mind was still a bit lazy ( Read more... )

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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 ( Read more... )