Ianto the Explorer, and the Adventure of Jack's Passage
Title: Ianto the Explorer, and the Adventure of Jack's Passage
Authors: et_muse and angelzbabe1989
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Rating: G/NC-17 (depending which parts you read... trust us it will make sense shortly)
Disclaimer: We asked for Jack and Ianto for Christmas, but no one came through...
Summary: The title says it all really. And yes, this is pretty much crack!fic...
Warning: When we say crack!fic, we really mean crack...
Authors' Note: This was an idea we came up with while writing Brokeback Manor, all those months ago. We had sort of dismissed it, but when we got back in the same room again for the holidays, it was resurrected...
Just think 'learning to read' book...
Ianto the Explorer, and the Adventure of Jack's Passage
Ianto Jones was an explorer.
Ianto had never been afraid to try new things. He’d been an inquisitive child, and this had gotten him into trouble as a teenager. But if it wasn’t for his curiosity, he would probably never have taken the job at Torchwood, and thus, would never have met Jack Harkness.
And Jack Harkness was definitely an exciting new experience to explore.
From that first moment in the woods, watching him wrestle a rogue weevil, Ianto had been intrigued. Jack was a mystery wrapped up in an enigma, and Ianto couldn’t wait to unwrap him.
He had lots of adventures.
All it had taken was one kiss to know that sleeping with Jack Harkness was never going to be boring or mundane. In fact, Ianto doubted the words were even in his vocabulary.
Other words that were notably absent were ‘personal space’, ‘too much information’ and ‘not here’.
Ianto had never indulged in quite as much semi-public sex in his life. No time or place was considered inappropriate in Jack’s mind. If it wasn’t for Ianto’s restraint, semi-public could have turned into completely and utterly public, and there was a tiny part of Ianto that would have gone with it.
Yet, for all their exploits, there was one activity in particular in which they had never partaken.
Today, Ianto was going on a new adventure.
Although Jack had not been Ianto’s first experience with a man, his previous relationships had never progressed beyond frenzied groping and the occasional blowjob.
Jack had changed all that. He had introduced Ianto to the wonders of his prostate, and Ianto was never going back. He had experienced pleasures beyond his imagination, and he loved the sensations of having Jack inside him.
But as much as he adored being fucked, tonight he wanted to find out what it was like on the other side. Tonight he was going to give Jack the wondrous ecstasy the older man had been giving him these last weeks.
He was going to explore Jack’s Passage.
Kissing furiously, Ianto and Jack stumbled through the doorway and into Ianto’s bedroom. Clothes went flying as desperate hands sought out bare flesh. Naked, they crashed onto the bed, still joined at the lips.
Reaching out blindly, Ianto fumbled in the bedside drawer for supplies.
As they parted for air, Jack held out a hand for the lube. Raising an eyebrow, Ianto held onto it, silently gauging Jack’s response to the unasked question. It took just a moment for Jack to realise his intentions, and his answer was clear in the almost imperceptible nod and the patented ‘Captain Jack Harkness’ impish grin.
He had everything ready for the adventure.
Slicking his fingers, Ianto drew Jack back into a stormy kiss as he trailed a finger across Jack’s opening. Beneath him, Jack shivered in pleasure at the contact.
Carefully, Ianto pushed a digit past the tight ring of muscle, feeling it quiver and relax around the intrusion. A few leisurely strokes later, he pushed in another, the fingertips brushing over Jack’s prostate as he checked that Jack was indeed ready.
Jack cried out softly as the resulting bolt of bliss rocketed through his body.
Pulling his fingers out, Ianto tore open a condom packet, rolling it down onto his aching cock.
Jack’s Passage was an exciting new place, with lots of things for Ianto to explore.
After receiving silent assurance that he was still sure, Ianto hooked Jack’s knees over his elbows, bending him almost double as he placed his hands astride Jack’s shoulders.
Positioning himself at the entrance to Jack’s passage, he pushed in slowly, savouring the exquisite sensations as he was enveloped in his lover’s body.
If the look on Jack’s face had not said it all, the breathy moans he was releasing as Ianto pressed in would have provided plenty proof that Jack was enjoying it as much as Ianto.
When he was buried to the hilt, Ianto paused for a moment, trying to catch his breath. The feeling was overwhelming, so intense as to make him fear he would peak too soon.
It was lots of fun. He was having a great time.
A long moment later, Jack’s hips bucked under him. Ianto groaned and began to move, pulling almost completely out before thrusting back in again.
The pace started out slow, Ianto experimenting with the angle and depth of his thrusts to find out what wrought the best reaction from Jack.
As the tension grew, it couldn’t stay that way, their bodies beginning to move faster and faster as they chased their release, one of Ianto’s hands coming down to pump Jack’s leaking cock in time with their movements.
Biting his lip, Ianto tried to hold back, determined to satisfy Jack first.
Moments later, Jack’s head lolled back on the pillow, a harsh cry escaping his lips as he spilled over Ianto’s fist. Letting go, Ianto followed him over the edge with a loud moan of his own.
After a while, Ianto had to leave.
It was quite some time before either of them could muster the energy to move. Ianto lay sprawled across Jack’s body as their breathing and heartbeats stabilised.
Reluctantly, Ianto pulled out, rolling away to dispose of the condom and grabbing a few tissues from the box on the nightstand to clean them up.
Twisting back, Ianto collapsed half-across Jack, his head resting on Jack’s shoulder and his arm snaking across Jack’s chest.
Ianto knew he was going to explore again some day soon.
“We are so doing that again.”
Jack and Ianto had spoken simultaneously, and matching grins spread across their faces as they realised what the other had said.
“I always knew you were going to be a quick study,” Jack leered, his hand sweeping up Ianto’s bare back.
“Well, you know me,” Ianto quipped, pulling the sheet over them as they began to drift off. “Always ready to try something new.”
That night, Ianto slept well and dreamt of his adventure.
The End
Authors' Note 2: If anyone would be so amazing as to do some 'kid's book' type illustrations for this, we would love you forever (and I'm sure we could write something on request for you or something in return).
Authors: et_muse and angelzbabe1989
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Rating: G/NC-17 (depending which parts you read... trust us it will make sense shortly)
Disclaimer: We asked for Jack and Ianto for Christmas, but no one came through...
Summary: The title says it all really. And yes, this is pretty much crack!fic...
Warning: When we say crack!fic, we really mean crack...
Authors' Note: This was an idea we came up with while writing Brokeback Manor, all those months ago. We had sort of dismissed it, but when we got back in the same room again for the holidays, it was resurrected...
Just think 'learning to read' book...
Ianto the Explorer, and the Adventure of Jack's Passage
Ianto Jones was an explorer.
Ianto had never been afraid to try new things. He’d been an inquisitive child, and this had gotten him into trouble as a teenager. But if it wasn’t for his curiosity, he would probably never have taken the job at Torchwood, and thus, would never have met Jack Harkness.
And Jack Harkness was definitely an exciting new experience to explore.
From that first moment in the woods, watching him wrestle a rogue weevil, Ianto had been intrigued. Jack was a mystery wrapped up in an enigma, and Ianto couldn’t wait to unwrap him.
He had lots of adventures.
All it had taken was one kiss to know that sleeping with Jack Harkness was never going to be boring or mundane. In fact, Ianto doubted the words were even in his vocabulary.
Other words that were notably absent were ‘personal space’, ‘too much information’ and ‘not here’.
Ianto had never indulged in quite as much semi-public sex in his life. No time or place was considered inappropriate in Jack’s mind. If it wasn’t for Ianto’s restraint, semi-public could have turned into completely and utterly public, and there was a tiny part of Ianto that would have gone with it.
Yet, for all their exploits, there was one activity in particular in which they had never partaken.
Today, Ianto was going on a new adventure.
Although Jack had not been Ianto’s first experience with a man, his previous relationships had never progressed beyond frenzied groping and the occasional blowjob.
Jack had changed all that. He had introduced Ianto to the wonders of his prostate, and Ianto was never going back. He had experienced pleasures beyond his imagination, and he loved the sensations of having Jack inside him.
But as much as he adored being fucked, tonight he wanted to find out what it was like on the other side. Tonight he was going to give Jack the wondrous ecstasy the older man had been giving him these last weeks.
He was going to explore Jack’s Passage.
Kissing furiously, Ianto and Jack stumbled through the doorway and into Ianto’s bedroom. Clothes went flying as desperate hands sought out bare flesh. Naked, they crashed onto the bed, still joined at the lips.
Reaching out blindly, Ianto fumbled in the bedside drawer for supplies.
As they parted for air, Jack held out a hand for the lube. Raising an eyebrow, Ianto held onto it, silently gauging Jack’s response to the unasked question. It took just a moment for Jack to realise his intentions, and his answer was clear in the almost imperceptible nod and the patented ‘Captain Jack Harkness’ impish grin.
He had everything ready for the adventure.
Slicking his fingers, Ianto drew Jack back into a stormy kiss as he trailed a finger across Jack’s opening. Beneath him, Jack shivered in pleasure at the contact.
Carefully, Ianto pushed a digit past the tight ring of muscle, feeling it quiver and relax around the intrusion. A few leisurely strokes later, he pushed in another, the fingertips brushing over Jack’s prostate as he checked that Jack was indeed ready.
Jack cried out softly as the resulting bolt of bliss rocketed through his body.
Pulling his fingers out, Ianto tore open a condom packet, rolling it down onto his aching cock.
Jack’s Passage was an exciting new place, with lots of things for Ianto to explore.
After receiving silent assurance that he was still sure, Ianto hooked Jack’s knees over his elbows, bending him almost double as he placed his hands astride Jack’s shoulders.
Positioning himself at the entrance to Jack’s passage, he pushed in slowly, savouring the exquisite sensations as he was enveloped in his lover’s body.
If the look on Jack’s face had not said it all, the breathy moans he was releasing as Ianto pressed in would have provided plenty proof that Jack was enjoying it as much as Ianto.
When he was buried to the hilt, Ianto paused for a moment, trying to catch his breath. The feeling was overwhelming, so intense as to make him fear he would peak too soon.
It was lots of fun. He was having a great time.
A long moment later, Jack’s hips bucked under him. Ianto groaned and began to move, pulling almost completely out before thrusting back in again.
The pace started out slow, Ianto experimenting with the angle and depth of his thrusts to find out what wrought the best reaction from Jack.
As the tension grew, it couldn’t stay that way, their bodies beginning to move faster and faster as they chased their release, one of Ianto’s hands coming down to pump Jack’s leaking cock in time with their movements.
Biting his lip, Ianto tried to hold back, determined to satisfy Jack first.
Moments later, Jack’s head lolled back on the pillow, a harsh cry escaping his lips as he spilled over Ianto’s fist. Letting go, Ianto followed him over the edge with a loud moan of his own.
After a while, Ianto had to leave.
It was quite some time before either of them could muster the energy to move. Ianto lay sprawled across Jack’s body as their breathing and heartbeats stabilised.
Reluctantly, Ianto pulled out, rolling away to dispose of the condom and grabbing a few tissues from the box on the nightstand to clean them up.
Twisting back, Ianto collapsed half-across Jack, his head resting on Jack’s shoulder and his arm snaking across Jack’s chest.
Ianto knew he was going to explore again some day soon.
“We are so doing that again.”
Jack and Ianto had spoken simultaneously, and matching grins spread across their faces as they realised what the other had said.
“I always knew you were going to be a quick study,” Jack leered, his hand sweeping up Ianto’s bare back.
“Well, you know me,” Ianto quipped, pulling the sheet over them as they began to drift off. “Always ready to try something new.”
That night, Ianto slept well and dreamt of his adventure.
The End
Authors' Note 2: If anyone would be so amazing as to do some 'kid's book' type illustrations for this, we would love you forever (and I'm sure we could write something on request for you or something in return).