Fic - Eavesdropping
Title: Eavesdropping
Author: szm
Rating: R/NC17
Many thanks to avon_09 who made me write it and provided invaluable nagging support. Betaed by the equally wonderful crowson75. The following is all their fault.
Summary: Ianto gets a surprise while checking the CCTV...
Ianto really wanted to turn the monitor off or close his eyes or something. He didn’t want to sit here and watch. Unfortunately, he couldn’t move. Couldn’t so much as blink, only stare with wide eyes at the screen.
He didn’t want to see this. Didn’t want to hear it. And it’s not fair; Jack said they were leaving the Hub. He was going to take the Doctor on the ‘grand tour of Cardiff’. Storeroom 3b shouldn’t have been on the itinerary. Ianto didn’t even think Jack (or anybody else for that matter) had ever been to Storeroom 3b, it was where Ianto kept the office supplies: paper, pens, photocopier toner, things like that. It was also where he usually went to hide when the urge to shoot Owen became too strong.
He’d spent a lot of time down there when Jack had been gone.
It wasn’t a place that Jack should be in. Certainly not a place that should include Jack and the Doctor. Definitely not a place where Jack should have the Doctor pinned up against the wall, right opposite the bloody camera, while he attempted to map the Doctor’s tonsils with his tongue.
Especially not when all Ianto could really see at this angle was the back of Jack’s head.
Then, as if Jack could read Ianto’s mind, he shifted slightly and Ianto had a much better view. The Doctor’s eyes fluttered closed as he hung on to Jack’s shoulders.
And really, Ianto was only doing a quick security sweep before he locked up and went home. He hadn’t expected Jack and the Doctor to come back tonight. Honestly, a large part of him hadn’t expected Jack and the Doctor to come back at all.
Jack kissed across the Doctor’s jaw and his buried his face in the Doctor’s neck. The Doctor tipped his head back to give Jack better access and hit the wall hard enough to make him wince momentarily. Ianto couldn’t see Jack’s face but it looked like he was laughing from the movement of his shoulders. If he was, it was too quiet and too muffled for the speakers to pick up.
The Doctor frowned and his hand moved from Jack’s shoulder to cuff the back of his head. Jack just laughed more. Ianto could hear the deep thick chuckles now, which trailed off when Jack looked right at the Doctor for a long moment. He leaned in for another kiss. This one was deeper and slower and made something sharp catch in Ianto’s chest.
Ianto really, truly, didn’t want to see this; he turned his head to the side and managed to raise his hand to the keyboard to turn the feed off. But just then Jack groaned loudly, the sound filling the quietness of the Hub. Ianto looked at the screen to see the Doctor was pressing on the front of Jack’s trousers with the heel of his hand. Ianto leaned closer to the screen; almost without realising he was doing it.
Jack grinned at the Doctor and Ianto knew that grin. It was wicked and made his stomach flip every time he saw it. Apparently, it still made his stomach flip even when it wasn’t directed at him.
Jack whispered something into the Doctor’s ear that Ianto didn’t catch. The Doctor’s eyes flickered around the room and Ianto jerked back as if he could see him through the camera. His eyes settled back on Jack and he nodded slightly. Jack grinned again and sank onto his knees.
There was a groan just as Ianto realised what Jack was about to do. It took him a few moments to realise that it hadn’t come from the speakers. It had come from him. He blushed fiercely and his hands clenched into fists on the desk top.
Jack was undoing the Doctor’s trousers and he pushed them down so they pooled round the Timelords ankles. Then he was working the Doctor’s underwear down as well, and licking his lips. Ianto knew he should turn the computer off, watching past this point would be unforgivable, but his hands refused to move. He licked his own lips mimicking what Jack had done.
The Doctor was exposed from the waist down now and Ianto could see far more of him than he’d ever wanted too. Well, okay, far more than he’d ever seriously expected to see. Because you should be honest with yourself when watching your boss have sex with a 900 year old alien. And why did Ianto have the kind of life that needed that kind of disclaimer?
Jack slid his lips slowly over the head of the Doctor’s cock. Ianto had a sudden flash of sense memory. He knew what that felt like. Hot and wet and so good. When the Doctor gasped, Ianto was willing to bet anything that Jack had done the thing with his tongue just under the head. Ianto could feel his own erection straining at his zipper. The whole world seemed to consist of nothing but the screen now. He no longer had any mental space to even consider the concept of turning the images off, or even looking away.
**
Afterwards, Jack and the Doctor were huddled together on the floor murmuring softly to each other in-between soft kisses. Ianto suddenly felt wrong, like his skin was too tight. His eyes burned and he tried to tell himself that it was shame not some other nameless emotion he felt at seeing the two of them together. He cleaned himself up as best he could, shut down the security feed, and left the Hub.
**
“So, did your Welshman see that?” asked the Doctor, murmuring into Jack’s mouth.
Jack chuckled, not surprised in the least that the Doctor had figured it out. “He always does a security sweep around about now. He should have caught at least some of it. Which means he’ll be down here in a bit, if only just to tell us off for making a mess.”
“And then your going to convince him to make more of a mess?”
Jack grinned like a child who’d been given too much chocolate. “Unless you’ve got something better to do?”
The Doctor shifted his head to give Jack better access to his throat. “Are you sure he won’t be upset? He might think this means you’re leaving again.”
Jack lifted his head up to look into the Doctor’s eyes. “You think he’ll think that?” Jack looked worried as if that scenario hadn’t even occurred to him.
Storeroom 3b was directly under the main door to the hub, so as the Doctor opened his mouth to reply, they heard the distant rumble of the large circular door grinding open.
Jack was on his feet in under a second. “Why didn’t you say something sooner?” he asked, panic in his voice.
The Doctor struggled not to roll his eyes. “Jack, by the time I worked out what you were doing, forming whole sentences was beyond me. Besides, you couldn’t work out this was a bad idea on your own?”
“I didn’t think it through that far,” mumbled Jack hastily pulling his clothes back together. “Come on Doc, we’ve got to go and find him.”
“Well actually,” said the Doctor quickly. “I should get back to the TARDIS and get off…”
“Doc, please..?” asked Jack fixing the Doctor with those eyes.
The Doctor sighed and gestured to the door. Jack gave him a brief, brilliant smile before leading the way out. The Doctor reflected on the real reason he’d left Jack - he could never say ‘no’ to him.
Author: szm
Rating: R/NC17
Many thanks to avon_09 who made me write it and provided invaluable nagging support. Betaed by the equally wonderful crowson75. The following is all their fault.
Summary: Ianto gets a surprise while checking the CCTV...
Ianto really wanted to turn the monitor off or close his eyes or something. He didn’t want to sit here and watch. Unfortunately, he couldn’t move. Couldn’t so much as blink, only stare with wide eyes at the screen.
He didn’t want to see this. Didn’t want to hear it. And it’s not fair; Jack said they were leaving the Hub. He was going to take the Doctor on the ‘grand tour of Cardiff’. Storeroom 3b shouldn’t have been on the itinerary. Ianto didn’t even think Jack (or anybody else for that matter) had ever been to Storeroom 3b, it was where Ianto kept the office supplies: paper, pens, photocopier toner, things like that. It was also where he usually went to hide when the urge to shoot Owen became too strong.
He’d spent a lot of time down there when Jack had been gone.
It wasn’t a place that Jack should be in. Certainly not a place that should include Jack and the Doctor. Definitely not a place where Jack should have the Doctor pinned up against the wall, right opposite the bloody camera, while he attempted to map the Doctor’s tonsils with his tongue.
Especially not when all Ianto could really see at this angle was the back of Jack’s head.
Then, as if Jack could read Ianto’s mind, he shifted slightly and Ianto had a much better view. The Doctor’s eyes fluttered closed as he hung on to Jack’s shoulders.
And really, Ianto was only doing a quick security sweep before he locked up and went home. He hadn’t expected Jack and the Doctor to come back tonight. Honestly, a large part of him hadn’t expected Jack and the Doctor to come back at all.
Jack kissed across the Doctor’s jaw and his buried his face in the Doctor’s neck. The Doctor tipped his head back to give Jack better access and hit the wall hard enough to make him wince momentarily. Ianto couldn’t see Jack’s face but it looked like he was laughing from the movement of his shoulders. If he was, it was too quiet and too muffled for the speakers to pick up.
The Doctor frowned and his hand moved from Jack’s shoulder to cuff the back of his head. Jack just laughed more. Ianto could hear the deep thick chuckles now, which trailed off when Jack looked right at the Doctor for a long moment. He leaned in for another kiss. This one was deeper and slower and made something sharp catch in Ianto’s chest.
Ianto really, truly, didn’t want to see this; he turned his head to the side and managed to raise his hand to the keyboard to turn the feed off. But just then Jack groaned loudly, the sound filling the quietness of the Hub. Ianto looked at the screen to see the Doctor was pressing on the front of Jack’s trousers with the heel of his hand. Ianto leaned closer to the screen; almost without realising he was doing it.
Jack grinned at the Doctor and Ianto knew that grin. It was wicked and made his stomach flip every time he saw it. Apparently, it still made his stomach flip even when it wasn’t directed at him.
Jack whispered something into the Doctor’s ear that Ianto didn’t catch. The Doctor’s eyes flickered around the room and Ianto jerked back as if he could see him through the camera. His eyes settled back on Jack and he nodded slightly. Jack grinned again and sank onto his knees.
There was a groan just as Ianto realised what Jack was about to do. It took him a few moments to realise that it hadn’t come from the speakers. It had come from him. He blushed fiercely and his hands clenched into fists on the desk top.
Jack was undoing the Doctor’s trousers and he pushed them down so they pooled round the Timelords ankles. Then he was working the Doctor’s underwear down as well, and licking his lips. Ianto knew he should turn the computer off, watching past this point would be unforgivable, but his hands refused to move. He licked his own lips mimicking what Jack had done.
The Doctor was exposed from the waist down now and Ianto could see far more of him than he’d ever wanted too. Well, okay, far more than he’d ever seriously expected to see. Because you should be honest with yourself when watching your boss have sex with a 900 year old alien. And why did Ianto have the kind of life that needed that kind of disclaimer?
Jack slid his lips slowly over the head of the Doctor’s cock. Ianto had a sudden flash of sense memory. He knew what that felt like. Hot and wet and so good. When the Doctor gasped, Ianto was willing to bet anything that Jack had done the thing with his tongue just under the head. Ianto could feel his own erection straining at his zipper. The whole world seemed to consist of nothing but the screen now. He no longer had any mental space to even consider the concept of turning the images off, or even looking away.
**
Afterwards, Jack and the Doctor were huddled together on the floor murmuring softly to each other in-between soft kisses. Ianto suddenly felt wrong, like his skin was too tight. His eyes burned and he tried to tell himself that it was shame not some other nameless emotion he felt at seeing the two of them together. He cleaned himself up as best he could, shut down the security feed, and left the Hub.
**
“So, did your Welshman see that?” asked the Doctor, murmuring into Jack’s mouth.
Jack chuckled, not surprised in the least that the Doctor had figured it out. “He always does a security sweep around about now. He should have caught at least some of it. Which means he’ll be down here in a bit, if only just to tell us off for making a mess.”
“And then your going to convince him to make more of a mess?”
Jack grinned like a child who’d been given too much chocolate. “Unless you’ve got something better to do?”
The Doctor shifted his head to give Jack better access to his throat. “Are you sure he won’t be upset? He might think this means you’re leaving again.”
Jack lifted his head up to look into the Doctor’s eyes. “You think he’ll think that?” Jack looked worried as if that scenario hadn’t even occurred to him.
Storeroom 3b was directly under the main door to the hub, so as the Doctor opened his mouth to reply, they heard the distant rumble of the large circular door grinding open.
Jack was on his feet in under a second. “Why didn’t you say something sooner?” he asked, panic in his voice.
The Doctor struggled not to roll his eyes. “Jack, by the time I worked out what you were doing, forming whole sentences was beyond me. Besides, you couldn’t work out this was a bad idea on your own?”
“I didn’t think it through that far,” mumbled Jack hastily pulling his clothes back together. “Come on Doc, we’ve got to go and find him.”
“Well actually,” said the Doctor quickly. “I should get back to the TARDIS and get off…”
“Doc, please..?” asked Jack fixing the Doctor with those eyes.
The Doctor sighed and gestured to the door. Jack gave him a brief, brilliant smile before leading the way out. The Doctor reflected on the real reason he’d left Jack - he could never say ‘no’ to him.