Just a little break from my other story, am in the progress of writing chapter 10 so should be up in a day or two, no particular time frame for this story, slash, if you don't like it don't read, although why you would be bothering to read any of Torchwood if you don't like slash I don't know, rated M for sex scenes and swearing, hope you enjoy it, my first one shot so please tell me what you think
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood, it belongs to RTD and BBC, if I did the episodes would be a lot more like this and a lot less of the dying
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It had been a long week for the team, the Rift spitting out aliens left, right and centre. While the rest of the team had escaped to rest while it was quite Ianto Jones could be found down in the archives filling the reports. Jack watched on the CCTV as Ianto sorted everything into the right places. Jack never understood what was wrong with filling alien artefacts under "A" for aliens. Ianto had completely disagreed with the filling of the archives and had banned anyone from filling anything without clearing it with him when he had started. It had now become his domain. Jack smiled at the thought of Ianto down there, bending over to pick things from the floor, reaching high to file things in the top shelves. Making up his mind, Jack set off for the archives, looking forward to seeing the archivist as it had been a busy week with him not seeing much of Ianto at all.
Upon finding Ianto, Jack snuck up and snaked his arm around Ianto's waist, leaning on Ianto's shoulder.
"Anything I can get you, sir?" Ianto asks without pausing at his task, although now hampered by Jack clinging to him.
"Everyone has gone, wanted to see if you wanted to play naked hide and seek?" Jack breaths onto Ianto's neck.
"I don't know if I could sir, the boss would be expecting me to do some work, he is such a slave driver." Ianto answers back, his smile evident in his tone.
"I heard the boss wanted you to stop this and start on a really important task." Jack replies, aware of the game Ianto was playing.
"And what would that be, sir?"
"He wants you bent over his desk, screaming his name as he pounds into you." Jack murmurs as he nips at Ianto's ear.
"Isn't that harassment, sir?"
Ianto knew exactly the effect he was having on Jack, he always had fun teasing him.
"You are such a tease, Jones, Ianto Jones." Jack pouts but moving closer to Ianto until their lips almost touched.
"You wouldn't have it any other way, sir." Ianto smirks as he leans in to kiss Jack.
Jack returns the kiss ferociously, all Ianto's teasing having gone straight to his groin. Both men fought for dominance of the kiss, Jack finally succumbing to Ianto, loving it when the quiet Welshman took charge. Grabbing Jack's braces Ianto pulls his Captain in closer, till they were flush against one another, both men's arousal rubbing against each other, causing a deep moan to escape both men. They only break the kiss when air becomes necessary, resting their foreheads against each other. Ianto uses the break to start on Jack's clothes, slipping the braces from Jack's broad shoulders. Hands start roaming under Jack's shirt as Ianto starts attacking the delicate spot between Jack's neck and collar bone, getting a deep groan for his efforts. Ianto quickly slips Jack's shirt and undershirt off, starting to lick and suck at Jack's left nipple while tweaking the right as soon as the skin was bare. Jack groans at the on slaughter he was receiving from Ianto's magical tongue and hand. Ianto moves back up to kiss Jack once again on the lips, sucking slightly on his bottom lip, his tongue teasing. Pushing Jack back against the wall, Ianto starts working on the man's pants, careful to avoid the obvious arousal, much to Jack's displeasure. Once Jack was free from his pants and underwear, Ianto starts to slowly butterfly kiss his way down Jack's torso, dipping his tongue into Jack's belly button, earning a shudder from the older man. Ianto smirks as he works his way down Jack's body, purposely avoiding Jack's weeping cock. Jack groans at the realization that Ianto was drawing this out, teasing him. Hearing Jack's groan Ianto chuckles millimetres from Jack's cock, the hot breath causing Jack to moan loudly.
"Please Yan, don't torture me." Jack begs, unable to take anymore of the teasing.
"What do you want, sir." Ianto breaths onto Jack, loving the shuddering it causes.
"You, sucking hard." Jack manages to stutter, his mind refusing to cooperate.
"Someone is impatient tonight." Ianto smirks before taking Jack whole.
Jack jerks forward at the contact, the warm moist feeling of Ianto's mouth against him sending him crazy.
Ianto starts sucking, as he reaches and inserts a finger into Jack. Jack gasp in surprise, not realising Ianto had slicked up his fingers at some point.
Ianto chuckles at Jack's reaction, sending vibrations down Jack's cock, causing Jack to thrust his hip forwards.
Ianto moves his hand to stop Jack thrusting, instead sucking deeper and harder while adding a second finger, stretching Jack out.
Jack yells as Ianto hits his prostrate, and sucks on his cock. He buries his hands in Ianto's hair, pushing into Ianto's mouth, knowing he wouldn't last much longer at this pace.
Suddenly Ianto lets go, Jack moans at the loss of warmth. But before Jack has the chance to say anything, Ianto has gained purchase of his mouth, kissing him deeply while pulling him towards the old desk. Ianto pulls away from the kiss and pushes Jack so he is now bent over the desk, his arse invitingly sticking in the air. Ianto growls at the view in front of him.
"I seem to remember you saying about being bent over the desk and calling out my name as I pounded into you, or was I mistaken, sir?" Ianto teases as he slicks himself up.
"Fuck you." Jack growls back, eager for Ianto to stop teasing and start pounding him.
"Oh no sir, I believe it is you who is going to be fucked." Ianto whispers in Jack ear.
As he whispers this in Jack's ear, he pushes his slicked up cock up against Jack's arse, teasing.
"Tell me, what do you want, sir."
"You, in me, now!" Jack demands, his cock straining painfully hard against the desk.
Ianto responses by pushing deeply into Jack until he is balls deep, pausing allowing Jack to get comfortable, before thrusting hard into him, hitting his prostrate. Jack yells echoes through out the archives as Ianto pounds into him. Ianto grabs hold of Jack's cock, wrapping his long, slender fingers around, pulling and twisting in time to his thrust.
Jack feels his orgasm hit him hard as Ianto brushes against his prostrate, he cums, with a yell, spilling over Ianto's hand and the desk. Feeling Jack tighten around him pushes Ianto to his own orgasm as he pounds again into Jack, spilling deep inside of Jack. Each man pants heavily, Ianto resting on Jack and the desk, his soften dick slipping from Jack's arse. Pulling Jack down Ianto leans against the wall with Jack in his arms, kissing him deeply.
As they break apart Ianto smirks once more, "Is that what the boss wanted me to do, or should I try again, sir?"
Jack chuckles and captures Ianto's lips once more.
As the break apart for air Jack smiles and replies "Not quite right, I guess you will have to try tomorrow night."
"I think we should retire for the night." Jack continues as he nuzzles Ianto's neck.
"Do you think the boss will mind, sir?" Ianto tires to smirk, only to be interrupted by a yawn.
"I don't think he will at all." Jack smiles as he helps Ianto up.
The two men walk hand in hand to Jack's office, only letting go to climb down to his little cubby hole that Jack called home. The curl up in Jack's small camp bed, both too tired to worry about the mess till tomorrow.
Hope you enjoyed, please let me know what you thought, have fun