Quarantine... Part 4
Torchwood Case File #16788757
Keywords: Quarantine; Virus; Doctor; Harold Saxon; TARDIS
Interviewees: Toshiko Sato; Ianto Jones; Owen Harper; Gwen Cooper; Jack Harkness
Interview with Toshiko Sato. Continued.
"Miss Sato, what happened when you went back up to the hub to work on the formula?"
"Well Ianto was still cuffed to the chair but he wouldn't stop shouting. So we had to gag him so we could concentrate on the work. And as Mr Saxon was being, well, really distracting we had no choice but to tie him to another chair and gag him too. Jack and the Doctor worked on the formula and I... well I'd been working for 30 hours straight so Jack sent me to the boardroom to lie down for a few minutes. I don't know how long I slept for but when I woke up they had all gone and the formula looked like it was at the stewing stage, at least from how Jack had described it. So I went looking for them to try and work out where they'd gone..."
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Jack sighed as he added the final ingredient and set the flask up over the flame to stew for a day. A day. 24 hours. He glanced at the Doctor standing beside him, his glasses on and staring at Jacks hastily scrawled notes that they had been working on. Jack had experienced Lustialium before and it was a hell of a drug, he would have died happy and not cared about anything else in the world. Part of him wanted to find out what the Doctor would make of it, but with the Master here it was too dangerous. He grinned slightly at the thought of leaving the Master infected and trapped in the TARDIS whilst he and the Doctor.. and Ianto... played. He stifled the grin quickly and stepped back from his work.
"That's it. Nothing to do now but wait. I'd better get Ianto somewhere safe before we go hide." The Doctor nodded, barely paying attention as he studied the formula.
"Yes, yes, good idea..." Jack smiled at his ruffled hair and intense expression as he backed away out into the hub again. Ianto and the Master were both gagged and glaring at eachother, cuffed to chairs facing the boardroom. Ianto looked so miserable Jack couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He had had his own experience of this drug before and knew how, er, frustrated the poor young man must be feeling. And there was only one thing that had any chance of making him feel any better. Jack sighed and walked behind Ianto, sending him into a frenzy as he realised Jack was there.
"Shhhhh. It's ok." He quickly released one of Ianto hands from the cuffs and unwrapped it from the chair before slapping it back onto his wrist again. Ianto looked up, confusion on his face as Jack pulled him to his feet, his hands still cuffed behind his back even as he leapt forwards and tried to rub himself against Jack's leg. The Master was sniggering even through his gag as Jack struggled to hold the smaller man back and drag him across the Hub towards the TARDIS. The Master's sniggering stopped as he realised what Jack had in mind and something that sounded vaguely like "oh that is so unfair" mumbled from behind his gag as Jack unlocked the door and wrestled Ianto through it.
To Ianto's credit he did manage to stare in awe at the TARDIS for a whole 10 seconds before deciding Jack was more attractive to him right now and started lunging after him again. Jack sighed and pushed Ianto across the room, forcing him onto the chair before using the handcuffs to once again secure him, albeit much more comfortably this time. Ianto was struggling again, trying to get free but Jack held him firm and looked deep into his eyes. "Ianto do you trust me?" Ianto rolled his eyes and nodded slowly. "I can't let you go. You're not yourself. But I can help you. If you trust me." Ianto grinned around his gag and nodded rapidly. Jack sighed and grinned himself, half tempted to release Ianto. After all, he couldn't really hurt Jack.... No, behave. For once.
Jack made sure Ianto was comfortable on the chair before sinking to his knees and positioning himself between Ianto's thighs and gently undoing his trousers. As he suspected Ianto was already rock hard, the drug making him almost permanently aroused. Jack sighed knowing full well how much it would hurt tomorrow if he didn't get some kind of release. He looked up at Ianto, who was trembling from the strain of fighting against his urge to pull against the cuffs. Jack pushed the flimsy material further aside and grasped him gently, drawing a groan through the gag. Jack could feel the heat emanating from him and leaned down to take his throbbing cock into his mouth. With a sigh Ianto felt Jack's mouth surround him and began to buck slightly in the seat, needing more, not gentle, but more... Jack knew too and with only a moments pause to make sure the base of Iantos cock was firmly circled by his fingers he began to suck hard, taking Ianto deep into his mouth as he wrapped his tongue around the head of his cock then along the sides, stroking, circling. Ianto tasted so good, Jack couldn't help enjoying this even though he knew Ianto was sick and couldn't help himself. Not that he would normally object either... He sucked as hard as he could, relishing the feel of Ianto bucking towards him and reached out his free hand to slide up inside Ianto's shirt, tweaking his nipples. Ianto groaned loudly through the gag and wriggled slightly, each touch like fire on his skin, something he needed more than food, than water, than even air. He looked down at Jack, kneeling between his legs and sighed deeply, wanting to hold him. Jack's lips were wrapped firmly around him, his jaw stretched out as he swallowed Ianto's length and as he watched the drug pushed Ianto over the edge and he came into Jack's throat, the delicious convulsions running through Ianto turning Jack on even as the back of his mind kept trying to hold him back. Jack grinned as he swallowed and looked up at Ianto as he leaned back against the chair, the drugs craving satisfied for now. Ianto was breathing hard, his head hanging back over the seat as he relaxed slightly. Jack released him slowly, all too aware that the relief was temporary as the drug would still be coursing through Ianto's system, bringing him back to full arousal all too soon. Ianto slowly pulled his head back up now and tugged on the cuffs pleadingly. Jack nodded and released the gag then reached behind the chair and unhooked the cuffs from the chair, leaving one open and dangling from Ianto's left wrist. Ianto smiled softly and ran a hand through Jack's hair, pulling him up to stand with him. He looked into Jack's eyes and whispered.
"Missed you." Jack grinned and wrapped his arms around the younger man.
"Missed you too. You have no idea how much." Ianto grinned, sanity restored for a moment as he basked in his afterglow.
"I think I can guess." He leaned forwards and kissed Jack passionately, wrapping his hands around Jack's body and pulling him to him tightly. Jack kissed him back, melting into Ianto's arms as if he hadn't seen him in... well a year. He pulled back slightly as he felt himself getting a little too caried away. This was dangerous, Ianto was sick and if... Jack started as something cold slipped around his wrist and with a slight snick he found his hand trapped in one of the handcuffs, the other still fastened around Ianto's wrist.
"Oh shit." Ianto grinned wickedly and yanked on the cuff, pulling Jack forwards and over to the chair again.
"My turn."
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Keywords: Quarantine; Virus; Doctor; Harold Saxon; TARDIS
Interviewees: Toshiko Sato; Ianto Jones; Owen Harper; Gwen Cooper; Jack Harkness
Interview with Toshiko Sato. Continued.
"Miss Sato, what happened when you went back up to the hub to work on the formula?"
"Well Ianto was still cuffed to the chair but he wouldn't stop shouting. So we had to gag him so we could concentrate on the work. And as Mr Saxon was being, well, really distracting we had no choice but to tie him to another chair and gag him too. Jack and the Doctor worked on the formula and I... well I'd been working for 30 hours straight so Jack sent me to the boardroom to lie down for a few minutes. I don't know how long I slept for but when I woke up they had all gone and the formula looked like it was at the stewing stage, at least from how Jack had described it. So I went looking for them to try and work out where they'd gone..."
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Jack sighed as he added the final ingredient and set the flask up over the flame to stew for a day. A day. 24 hours. He glanced at the Doctor standing beside him, his glasses on and staring at Jacks hastily scrawled notes that they had been working on. Jack had experienced Lustialium before and it was a hell of a drug, he would have died happy and not cared about anything else in the world. Part of him wanted to find out what the Doctor would make of it, but with the Master here it was too dangerous. He grinned slightly at the thought of leaving the Master infected and trapped in the TARDIS whilst he and the Doctor.. and Ianto... played. He stifled the grin quickly and stepped back from his work.
"That's it. Nothing to do now but wait. I'd better get Ianto somewhere safe before we go hide." The Doctor nodded, barely paying attention as he studied the formula.
"Yes, yes, good idea..." Jack smiled at his ruffled hair and intense expression as he backed away out into the hub again. Ianto and the Master were both gagged and glaring at eachother, cuffed to chairs facing the boardroom. Ianto looked so miserable Jack couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He had had his own experience of this drug before and knew how, er, frustrated the poor young man must be feeling. And there was only one thing that had any chance of making him feel any better. Jack sighed and walked behind Ianto, sending him into a frenzy as he realised Jack was there.
"Shhhhh. It's ok." He quickly released one of Ianto hands from the cuffs and unwrapped it from the chair before slapping it back onto his wrist again. Ianto looked up, confusion on his face as Jack pulled him to his feet, his hands still cuffed behind his back even as he leapt forwards and tried to rub himself against Jack's leg. The Master was sniggering even through his gag as Jack struggled to hold the smaller man back and drag him across the Hub towards the TARDIS. The Master's sniggering stopped as he realised what Jack had in mind and something that sounded vaguely like "oh that is so unfair" mumbled from behind his gag as Jack unlocked the door and wrestled Ianto through it.
To Ianto's credit he did manage to stare in awe at the TARDIS for a whole 10 seconds before deciding Jack was more attractive to him right now and started lunging after him again. Jack sighed and pushed Ianto across the room, forcing him onto the chair before using the handcuffs to once again secure him, albeit much more comfortably this time. Ianto was struggling again, trying to get free but Jack held him firm and looked deep into his eyes. "Ianto do you trust me?" Ianto rolled his eyes and nodded slowly. "I can't let you go. You're not yourself. But I can help you. If you trust me." Ianto grinned around his gag and nodded rapidly. Jack sighed and grinned himself, half tempted to release Ianto. After all, he couldn't really hurt Jack.... No, behave. For once.
Jack made sure Ianto was comfortable on the chair before sinking to his knees and positioning himself between Ianto's thighs and gently undoing his trousers. As he suspected Ianto was already rock hard, the drug making him almost permanently aroused. Jack sighed knowing full well how much it would hurt tomorrow if he didn't get some kind of release. He looked up at Ianto, who was trembling from the strain of fighting against his urge to pull against the cuffs. Jack pushed the flimsy material further aside and grasped him gently, drawing a groan through the gag. Jack could feel the heat emanating from him and leaned down to take his throbbing cock into his mouth. With a sigh Ianto felt Jack's mouth surround him and began to buck slightly in the seat, needing more, not gentle, but more... Jack knew too and with only a moments pause to make sure the base of Iantos cock was firmly circled by his fingers he began to suck hard, taking Ianto deep into his mouth as he wrapped his tongue around the head of his cock then along the sides, stroking, circling. Ianto tasted so good, Jack couldn't help enjoying this even though he knew Ianto was sick and couldn't help himself. Not that he would normally object either... He sucked as hard as he could, relishing the feel of Ianto bucking towards him and reached out his free hand to slide up inside Ianto's shirt, tweaking his nipples. Ianto groaned loudly through the gag and wriggled slightly, each touch like fire on his skin, something he needed more than food, than water, than even air. He looked down at Jack, kneeling between his legs and sighed deeply, wanting to hold him. Jack's lips were wrapped firmly around him, his jaw stretched out as he swallowed Ianto's length and as he watched the drug pushed Ianto over the edge and he came into Jack's throat, the delicious convulsions running through Ianto turning Jack on even as the back of his mind kept trying to hold him back. Jack grinned as he swallowed and looked up at Ianto as he leaned back against the chair, the drugs craving satisfied for now. Ianto was breathing hard, his head hanging back over the seat as he relaxed slightly. Jack released him slowly, all too aware that the relief was temporary as the drug would still be coursing through Ianto's system, bringing him back to full arousal all too soon. Ianto slowly pulled his head back up now and tugged on the cuffs pleadingly. Jack nodded and released the gag then reached behind the chair and unhooked the cuffs from the chair, leaving one open and dangling from Ianto's left wrist. Ianto smiled softly and ran a hand through Jack's hair, pulling him up to stand with him. He looked into Jack's eyes and whispered.
"Missed you." Jack grinned and wrapped his arms around the younger man.
"Missed you too. You have no idea how much." Ianto grinned, sanity restored for a moment as he basked in his afterglow.
"I think I can guess." He leaned forwards and kissed Jack passionately, wrapping his hands around Jack's body and pulling him to him tightly. Jack kissed him back, melting into Ianto's arms as if he hadn't seen him in... well a year. He pulled back slightly as he felt himself getting a little too caried away. This was dangerous, Ianto was sick and if... Jack started as something cold slipped around his wrist and with a slight snick he found his hand trapped in one of the handcuffs, the other still fastened around Ianto's wrist.
"Oh shit." Ianto grinned wickedly and yanked on the cuff, pulling Jack forwards and over to the chair again.
"My turn."
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