Tangerine: Chapter 2
Title: Tangerine
Chapter: Two
Words: 1,861
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Gwen, OC
Pairings: Ianto/OMC, Jack/Gwen, Eventual!Jack/Ianto
Summary: AU. After Suzy dies again, Jack doesn't go to speak with Ianto.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex
Spoilers: Season 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or any of its characters
Chapter 1
Despite his sore body and pounding hangover, Ianto felt a relief he had not experienced since before the Torchwood Tower fell. The boy from the night before was incredibly gentle and sweet making Ianto feel as if he were someone truly special. He supposed that if he had picked up some random bloke, he never would have experienced such considerate treatment. There was no doubt in his mind that he would be calling Simon again. It still hurt knowing that he could never have Jack, but he supposed it was for the best; Jack Harkness deserved someone extraordinary, not just the office boy.
While fixing the coffee, Ianto was shocked when Jack entered the room with a particularly bright smile. He cursed his naïve heart that still fluttered, begging him to hold out hope. His little inner voice told him it was only because Jack had been with Gwen all night and he was still lingering in the afterglow.
Ianto steeled himself and put on his best professional demeanor. "Good morning sir; the coffee will be ready in a few minutes."
It was nearly inaudible but Ianto thought he heard Jack gasp or at least inhale sharply right before he replied, "Ianto, you look beautiful today. I missed you last night."
A thousand bitter responses rang through Ianto's mind but he smiled blandly, "I apologize. You told us to leave and I was not finished with the morgue report but I left anyway. As soon as the coffee is finished, I'll get to it."
Jack clasped Ianto's hand tenderly, rubbing circles with his thumb. "That's not what I meant. I missed our usual chat over coffee."
Flashes of Jack and Gwen kissing passionately whipped through Ianto's mind as he pulled his hand away more forcefully than he intended. Quickly regaining his composure, Ianto turned back to the coffee. "Cream or sugar?"
Quietly and in an almost sad voice, Jack answered, "You shouldn't have to ask; you know how I like it."
Mercifully, the cog door opened and Gwen entered almost running up to Jack allowing Ianto a distraction to slip down to the archives. No one disturbed him there until lunch time and Owen starting whining over the coms about being hungry. Normally he would remind the doctor that he was an adult and fully capable of feeding himself, but he needed an excuse to leave. Still not wanting to see Jack, he went to the main Hub, and after receiving Owen and Tosh's orders, he went to the conference room to ask after Gwen.
He found her but she was unable to answer since she was on her knees with Jack's cock in her mouth. Neither of them would have noticed him if it were not for his light gasp of surprise causing Jack's eyes to open widely. Although trying to stammer out some sort of response, the captain could only sputter ineloquently. By the time Gwen had turned around and wiped her chin, Ianto had bolted out of the Hub. Once outside, he ran to the side of the tourist center and collapsed against the building. Bringing his knees up to his chest, he found he was already crying profusely and hardly able to catch his breath.
Jack waited impatiently for Ianto to arrive in the morning. Once he heard the clatter in the kitchen and the whirring of the coffee maker, Jack entered ready to pounce with one of his best lines. However, when Ianto turned around and greeted him, Jack could not help but gasp: he looked radiant. There was a glow and rich scent of pheromones rising from him that had not been there the day before. Jack knew it was the demeanor that he could have only achieved from being taken for the first time. A sudden flash of jealousy surged through his body as he wondered who it had been. Since they had spent every evening together for the past six weeks, he hoped not but ultimately suspected that it must have been a one night stand. Being the stubborn man that he was, Jack vowed that he would be Ianto's next and, from then on, only lover.
"Ianto, you look beautiful today. I missed you last night." Jack told him, hoping to glean some hint of where he had been.
A deep hurt flashed momentarily in Ianto's eyes as he put on a stoic face and replied formally, "I apologize. You told us to leave and I was not finished with the morgue report but I left anyway. As soon as the coffee is finished, I'll get to it."
Jack's heart sunk; he was afraid he was already losing to some hypothetical stranger. Ianto was the most polite when he was compensating for another emotion. Trying to break through to him, Jack grasped his hand tenderly. "That's not what I meant. I missed our usual chat over coffee."
When Ianto snatched his hand away, Jack knew it was hurt and anger plaguing the young man. What he had dreaded was true: Ianto had seen him with Gwen. It was going to take much more than some smooth talking to heal the damage he had done to their fragile relationship with that moment of weakness.
Ianto coldly asked, "Cream or sugar?"
Jack could hardly mask the pain in his voice as he replied, "You shouldn't have to ask; you know how I like it."
Just when he thought he was getting through to Ianto, the cog door rolled open and Ianto fled. There was no catching him when he was determined to get away; an army of Daleks and cybermen could attest to that. As he watched Ianto run, Gwen practically leapt into his arms. That was not the greeting he had expected from the woman he had rebuffed the night before.
"I did it, Jack. I broke up with Rhys." Gwen told him happily.
"What? Why would you do that?" Jack asked dreading he had been the cause of her rash actions.
Gwen looked at him in confusion. "So we can be together. You said it was a mistake to cheat on him again."
Gwen moved to hug him but he put up his hands. "No, I told you this, a relationship between us, is a mistake. Gwen, I can't be the man you need."
Tears began forming in Gwen's big brown eyes as she turned and went left the room. Jack leaned back on the counter and sighed in frustration. Sure he was attracted to Gwen and sometimes wondered what it would be like with her, but he had known from the moment they first met that Ianto was special. That was probably why his betrayal with the half-converted Lisa was so horrible. They had spat out the most vile, hateful words at each other only because their opposition was so painful. He knew how sensitive Ianto was and if he thought that Jack wanted Gwen then he would back off without a word. Jack knew he had to plan his next move very carefully.
Not wanting to be alone with Gwen, Jack found Tosh working in the conference room on their new projection system. Even though there was little Jack could do to help, he tried his best to offer his assistance. Soon, Tosh grew tired of his hovering and distracted him with some proposals on one of the laptops. After a couple hours, her work was finished and she left to continue on her central console. When Jack realized he was alone, he secretly opened the Hub's CCTV to begin one of his favorite daily activities: watching Ianto.
He never grew tired of gazing at the young man's slim figure as he worked diligently in the archives, sorting and cataloguing with his skilled fingers. There was many a night that Jack fantasized about what Ianto could do with those fingers. His daydreaming was suddenly interrupted by Gwen's exaggerated meek voice.
"You've been avoiding me."
Jack quickly shut the computer and looked up at her. "Yes, I have."
Gwen slinked across the room. "May I ask why?"
Straightening himself, Jack replied, "I always find the time after I've turned someone down to be quite awkward."
"Does that happen a lot: turning people away?"
Smiling bitterly, Jack answered, "Yes, I suppose it does."
Gwen moved next to Jack and gently clasped his shoulder. "I can't even imagine the burden you carry. You've had to watch everyone you love die. I understand why you distance yourself."
Thinking back through his lost loved ones especially the recently deceased Estelle, Jack absently spoke, "I keep thinking that every time it happens, it'll get easier, but it never does. Anymore, when I die, I always hope it'll be the last and I can finally have peace."
"What does it feel like, dying?" Gwen asked in a low voice as she slid her hand down his back.
"Like being scraped across broken glass. I try so hard to stay but I'm continually ripped back to life. The pain of dying is nothing compared to the pain of waking." Jack's heart felt heavy and cold, making the soft touch of Gwen's hand the only thing keeping him alive.
Suddenly, the contrast was too much to bear and he jumped out of his chair. Gwen followed him and wrapped her arms around his muscular chest. Her warmth and vibrant spirit laced with loving compassion overwhelmed Jack's senses to the point that he did not even notice her kissing him. All he seemed to crave was the feeling of desire and life. The harsh reality of the situation did not hit him until he heard a soft gasp in the doorway. Seeing Ianto's devastated face, Jack wanted to shout out some explanation, but like a deer in the headlights, he could not move or speak. Once Ianto had fled, Gwen noticed something was awry and turned around. Looking back at Jack she noticed his lack of arousal and his despair filled face.
"What's wrong Jack? You're soft, did something happen?"
As Jack weakly pointed at the doorway, Gwen sighed, "Did someone see us? Ugh! Who was it?"
Softly, Jack answered, "Ianto."
"Good, at least he can keep a secret."
Gwen moved to continue but Jack pushed her away and zipped himself up before leaving the room abruptly. Confused and humiliated, Gwen sat in a chair trying to figure out why Jack was acting so strangely. Casually she opened the laptop Jack had been using and wondered why he had the archive's CCTV on. Suddenly, a sick wave of hurt and jealousy ran through her as she realized he had been watching Ianto.
Chapter 3
Chapter: Two
Words: 1,861
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Gwen, OC
Pairings: Ianto/OMC, Jack/Gwen, Eventual!Jack/Ianto
Summary: AU. After Suzy dies again, Jack doesn't go to speak with Ianto.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex
Spoilers: Season 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or any of its characters
Chapter 1
Despite his sore body and pounding hangover, Ianto felt a relief he had not experienced since before the Torchwood Tower fell. The boy from the night before was incredibly gentle and sweet making Ianto feel as if he were someone truly special. He supposed that if he had picked up some random bloke, he never would have experienced such considerate treatment. There was no doubt in his mind that he would be calling Simon again. It still hurt knowing that he could never have Jack, but he supposed it was for the best; Jack Harkness deserved someone extraordinary, not just the office boy.
While fixing the coffee, Ianto was shocked when Jack entered the room with a particularly bright smile. He cursed his naïve heart that still fluttered, begging him to hold out hope. His little inner voice told him it was only because Jack had been with Gwen all night and he was still lingering in the afterglow.
Ianto steeled himself and put on his best professional demeanor. "Good morning sir; the coffee will be ready in a few minutes."
It was nearly inaudible but Ianto thought he heard Jack gasp or at least inhale sharply right before he replied, "Ianto, you look beautiful today. I missed you last night."
A thousand bitter responses rang through Ianto's mind but he smiled blandly, "I apologize. You told us to leave and I was not finished with the morgue report but I left anyway. As soon as the coffee is finished, I'll get to it."
Jack clasped Ianto's hand tenderly, rubbing circles with his thumb. "That's not what I meant. I missed our usual chat over coffee."
Flashes of Jack and Gwen kissing passionately whipped through Ianto's mind as he pulled his hand away more forcefully than he intended. Quickly regaining his composure, Ianto turned back to the coffee. "Cream or sugar?"
Quietly and in an almost sad voice, Jack answered, "You shouldn't have to ask; you know how I like it."
Mercifully, the cog door opened and Gwen entered almost running up to Jack allowing Ianto a distraction to slip down to the archives. No one disturbed him there until lunch time and Owen starting whining over the coms about being hungry. Normally he would remind the doctor that he was an adult and fully capable of feeding himself, but he needed an excuse to leave. Still not wanting to see Jack, he went to the main Hub, and after receiving Owen and Tosh's orders, he went to the conference room to ask after Gwen.
He found her but she was unable to answer since she was on her knees with Jack's cock in her mouth. Neither of them would have noticed him if it were not for his light gasp of surprise causing Jack's eyes to open widely. Although trying to stammer out some sort of response, the captain could only sputter ineloquently. By the time Gwen had turned around and wiped her chin, Ianto had bolted out of the Hub. Once outside, he ran to the side of the tourist center and collapsed against the building. Bringing his knees up to his chest, he found he was already crying profusely and hardly able to catch his breath.
Jack waited impatiently for Ianto to arrive in the morning. Once he heard the clatter in the kitchen and the whirring of the coffee maker, Jack entered ready to pounce with one of his best lines. However, when Ianto turned around and greeted him, Jack could not help but gasp: he looked radiant. There was a glow and rich scent of pheromones rising from him that had not been there the day before. Jack knew it was the demeanor that he could have only achieved from being taken for the first time. A sudden flash of jealousy surged through his body as he wondered who it had been. Since they had spent every evening together for the past six weeks, he hoped not but ultimately suspected that it must have been a one night stand. Being the stubborn man that he was, Jack vowed that he would be Ianto's next and, from then on, only lover.
"Ianto, you look beautiful today. I missed you last night." Jack told him, hoping to glean some hint of where he had been.
A deep hurt flashed momentarily in Ianto's eyes as he put on a stoic face and replied formally, "I apologize. You told us to leave and I was not finished with the morgue report but I left anyway. As soon as the coffee is finished, I'll get to it."
Jack's heart sunk; he was afraid he was already losing to some hypothetical stranger. Ianto was the most polite when he was compensating for another emotion. Trying to break through to him, Jack grasped his hand tenderly. "That's not what I meant. I missed our usual chat over coffee."
When Ianto snatched his hand away, Jack knew it was hurt and anger plaguing the young man. What he had dreaded was true: Ianto had seen him with Gwen. It was going to take much more than some smooth talking to heal the damage he had done to their fragile relationship with that moment of weakness.
Ianto coldly asked, "Cream or sugar?"
Jack could hardly mask the pain in his voice as he replied, "You shouldn't have to ask; you know how I like it."
Just when he thought he was getting through to Ianto, the cog door rolled open and Ianto fled. There was no catching him when he was determined to get away; an army of Daleks and cybermen could attest to that. As he watched Ianto run, Gwen practically leapt into his arms. That was not the greeting he had expected from the woman he had rebuffed the night before.
"I did it, Jack. I broke up with Rhys." Gwen told him happily.
"What? Why would you do that?" Jack asked dreading he had been the cause of her rash actions.
Gwen looked at him in confusion. "So we can be together. You said it was a mistake to cheat on him again."
Gwen moved to hug him but he put up his hands. "No, I told you this, a relationship between us, is a mistake. Gwen, I can't be the man you need."
Tears began forming in Gwen's big brown eyes as she turned and went left the room. Jack leaned back on the counter and sighed in frustration. Sure he was attracted to Gwen and sometimes wondered what it would be like with her, but he had known from the moment they first met that Ianto was special. That was probably why his betrayal with the half-converted Lisa was so horrible. They had spat out the most vile, hateful words at each other only because their opposition was so painful. He knew how sensitive Ianto was and if he thought that Jack wanted Gwen then he would back off without a word. Jack knew he had to plan his next move very carefully.
Not wanting to be alone with Gwen, Jack found Tosh working in the conference room on their new projection system. Even though there was little Jack could do to help, he tried his best to offer his assistance. Soon, Tosh grew tired of his hovering and distracted him with some proposals on one of the laptops. After a couple hours, her work was finished and she left to continue on her central console. When Jack realized he was alone, he secretly opened the Hub's CCTV to begin one of his favorite daily activities: watching Ianto.
He never grew tired of gazing at the young man's slim figure as he worked diligently in the archives, sorting and cataloguing with his skilled fingers. There was many a night that Jack fantasized about what Ianto could do with those fingers. His daydreaming was suddenly interrupted by Gwen's exaggerated meek voice.
"You've been avoiding me."
Jack quickly shut the computer and looked up at her. "Yes, I have."
Gwen slinked across the room. "May I ask why?"
Straightening himself, Jack replied, "I always find the time after I've turned someone down to be quite awkward."
"Does that happen a lot: turning people away?"
Smiling bitterly, Jack answered, "Yes, I suppose it does."
Gwen moved next to Jack and gently clasped his shoulder. "I can't even imagine the burden you carry. You've had to watch everyone you love die. I understand why you distance yourself."
Thinking back through his lost loved ones especially the recently deceased Estelle, Jack absently spoke, "I keep thinking that every time it happens, it'll get easier, but it never does. Anymore, when I die, I always hope it'll be the last and I can finally have peace."
"What does it feel like, dying?" Gwen asked in a low voice as she slid her hand down his back.
"Like being scraped across broken glass. I try so hard to stay but I'm continually ripped back to life. The pain of dying is nothing compared to the pain of waking." Jack's heart felt heavy and cold, making the soft touch of Gwen's hand the only thing keeping him alive.
Suddenly, the contrast was too much to bear and he jumped out of his chair. Gwen followed him and wrapped her arms around his muscular chest. Her warmth and vibrant spirit laced with loving compassion overwhelmed Jack's senses to the point that he did not even notice her kissing him. All he seemed to crave was the feeling of desire and life. The harsh reality of the situation did not hit him until he heard a soft gasp in the doorway. Seeing Ianto's devastated face, Jack wanted to shout out some explanation, but like a deer in the headlights, he could not move or speak. Once Ianto had fled, Gwen noticed something was awry and turned around. Looking back at Jack she noticed his lack of arousal and his despair filled face.
"What's wrong Jack? You're soft, did something happen?"
As Jack weakly pointed at the doorway, Gwen sighed, "Did someone see us? Ugh! Who was it?"
Softly, Jack answered, "Ianto."
"Good, at least he can keep a secret."
Gwen moved to continue but Jack pushed her away and zipped himself up before leaving the room abruptly. Confused and humiliated, Gwen sat in a chair trying to figure out why Jack was acting so strangely. Casually she opened the laptop Jack had been using and wondered why he had the archive's CCTV on. Suddenly, a sick wave of hurt and jealousy ran through her as she realized he had been watching Ianto.
Chapter 3