So, I've decided, for everyday this week I'm going to post a Janto one-shot, to celebrate the release of the third series of Torchwood!
This is number 1 and it is PWP. I shall get your love with porn and then I shall make you read the other six. If you're really nice I'll post a fic after the new series. These are all post series two so SPOILER for second series.
I'm posting seven so each will be here and completely stand alone. This is number one, and since it's late I'll be posting another later today. Either tonight or in a couple of hours. We'll see.
Anyways, this is way too long so.....voila!
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Ianto had felt that today had been one of the longest he'd had in a long time. Since Tosh and Ianto had died, Torchwood had been mad. Aliens seems to have calmed down a little, almost as if in recognition that there were only three protectors of the earth and one well meaning husband but even still, it was nearly impossible to keep up with. The one day a week he normally took off had been more or less forgotten and mostly all Ianto wanted to do was sleep for the next year and forget about Torchwood. Maybe have a nice cup of coffee and read for an hour or so before going to bed. He had more caffeine then blood running through his veins by this point so a cup before bed actually helped him sleep. It would probably kill him before he hit 30, but Torchwood was likely to kill him before his next birthday, so an unhealthy lifestyle was really the least of his worries.
Bitterly, Ianto loosened his tie, picking up another mug from Gwen's desk and bringing it to the little kitchen like area that Ianto used for the dishes. They'd stopped an alien plant from sucking the life force from people who were happy in their lives. Unsurprisingly, it hadn't bothered to attack any of the Torchwood team. He cast another glance around the hub, deciding that everything was mostly in it's place before deciding it was time to leave for home. Quickly he shuffled a few papers around on a desk and turned off a few of the more useless lights. Jack stayed all night at the hub, but without him and Gwen there he mostly just stayed down in that little hole of his and did whatever it was Jack did. Who really knew, for all he could say, maybe Jack wrote cheesy romance novels in his spare time. Real bodice rippers that made middle-aged woman swoon. Ianto chuckled quietly to himself, realizing that anything Jack wrote would most likely be a little to unconventional for most of the 21st century to handle.
"What's so funny?" Jack's voice came from behind him, confident and alluring in that way that only Jack was. Ianto started, turned quickly to face him, smileing softly when he confirmed it was Jack.
"I was imaging you as a best selling author." Ianto answered truthfully, completely deadpan.
Jack smirked, moving closer to his younger lover and getting perhaps a bit into his personal space. "Really? And what sort of novels was it I was selling?"
Ianto nearly smiled at Jack, the only reason he didn't was because it would have broken the game. "All sorts." He assured. "But you were best known for your books on human anatomy."
Jack raised an eyebrow, a soft chuckle escaping him. He pressed a little closer, he hands resting on Ianto's hips and their faces no more then a few inches apart. "Oh yeah? Well, I think we might have to see to see if I'm knowledgeable enough to earn my reputation as a writer." He ended his teasing with a kiss, his arms snaking around Ianto's middle, pulling to younger mans body flush against his. Ianto pulled back first and smiled at his lover before leaning forwards for another kiss. His arms moved up to rest around Jacks' shoulders and they were pulled up as close to each other as they could be, mouths clashing. Ianto pushed as close to Jack as possible his tongue running along the inside of Jack's mouth and one of his hands resting in the short black hair of his lover.
Jacks' hands begin to wander, moving to rest over Ianto's ass. He pulled the other man closer so that he could feel the evidence of the younger mans' arousal against his thigh. Smile into the kiss in pushed his thigh between Ianto's legs grinding against him. Ianto moaned softly and pulled back a little to take a few gasping breaths.
"Not here." He insisted, shaking his head to demonstrate that they weren't going to have sex in the middle of the hub. Jack raised an eyebrow, and moved to Ianto's neck, licking a lone line along the column of his throat then moving on to lavish his pulse with attention. Ianto's breath caught but he shook his head again, a little less firmly. Jack chuckled and dragged his tongue just under Ianto's jaw then blew on the wet skin. The Welshman shivered slightly but pulled back away from Jack, his erection visible though the trousers of his suit.
Jack pouted, trying his best to convince Ianto to allow himself to be ravished in to middle of the hub in full view of the CCTV. Ianto fixed him with a stern glare and grabed him by the braces tugging him towards the little hole in the hub that served as Jack's room, though Ianto tended to spend a suspicious amount of time down there. At least there was a bed and with the day he'd had there was no way he was going to settle for anything less.
It was very difficult to manage to even get to the ladder with Jack attempting to undue his pants, the other man more worried about getting Ianto naked then actually reach the destination. Ianto swatted at the hands on his fly and Jack backed off a bit with a knowing smirk then pulled Ianto's tie, jerking him close for a bruising kiss. Ianto's noise of protest dissolved into a moan as Jack tongue invaded his mouth. The ex-time agent slowly backed him up against a wall just beside the entrance to his room till he had Ianto pressed up against the cold concrete of the hub wall. He continued to kiss him tilting his head for better access and his hand moved to try and open Ianto's suit. He fumbled with the buttons his long experience with undressing lovers allowing him to fairly quickly get Ianto out of his vest . He tossed to clothing away, not interested on where it landed and moved on to working the undershirts off. Ianto began to try and get Jacks shirt off, but he was pushed away, Jack moving onto kissing along Ianto's jaw and neck, slipping his hand under his shirt to run over the bare skin underneath. Jack left the shirt hanging open, Ianto's tie still around his neck, and placed a few kisses on his collar bone before smirking up at Ianto as he slowly sank to his knees. Ianto groaned, his head falling back and Jack slowly begin opening the fasting to the other mans pants. Grinning he pulled them down, Ianto's underwear with them and exposed the half hard cock to the cold air of the hub. His hands moved up, each on one of the younger mans hips, holding him in place, and he slowly dragged his tongue along the shaft, circling the head before planting a kiss on the tip.
"Jack!"Ianto groaned, and Jack could hear the warning in the tone. Smirking, he blew on the hot flesh and Ianto growled, hands burying themselves in Jack's hair as he encouraged him towards ending his teasing. Taking pity on his younger lover, he slowly took the length in his mouth, feeling more then hearing Ianto's breath catch. He took in as much as he could, then swallowed around the cock. The hands in his hair tightened at the sudden pleasure and Jack moaned, causing a spike a pleasure to bubble along Ianto's spine. Jack bobbed his head, one of his hands moving to cup Ianto's balls. Jack pulled Ianto closer and closer to an orgasm, the hard won skills coming in handy in this instance. Ianto panted, his breaths coming in sharp gasps and his chest heaving. He was close and with great will power he tugged at Jack hair, pulling him away. Jack looked up at him with a quirked eyebrow and a self satisfied smirk but he pulled back, and stood up beginning to unbutton his shirt as he walked towards the ladder to his room. Ianto took a few short breaths to try and calm himself down, and as soon as he could walk he fallowed behind, stepping out of his pants and his socks and shoes and then stepping over Jacks discarded shirt before descending the ladder after his lover. The room below was spare and but lived in. There were few personal artifacts, but it was still warm and Ianto, through threats and blackmail had managed to get Jack to keep the space neat.
Jack had managed to completely strip by the time Ianto got down, his trousers nowhere in sight and his braces strewn over a chair. Jack was completely hard and sitting on the bed, waiting, Ianto felt his stomach flip in anticipation and he walked towards Jack, his tongue flicking out over his dry lips.
Jack stood up, placing one hand on Ianto's shoulder and steering him towards the bed. He backed the younger man up, pushing him against the bed and letting him tip over onto his back, sprawled out on the mattress. His grin was nearly predatory as his climbed on top on the younger man kissing along his chest. He ran his tongue over a nipple, enjoying the way Ianto's breath caught and moved up to plant and bruising kiss on Ianto lips. Ianto lifted his head, pressing up into the kiss and opening his mouth as wide as he could only pulling back when he needed to breathe. Jack, panting, moved off of his lover, reaching for the bedside table and grabbing for the lube.
He leaned in for another quick kiss before sitting up and squeezing a healthy amount of lube onto his palm. He coated one finger, leaning over and resting it at Ianto's entrance. Carefully he pushed the finger inside past the tight ring of muscles and after a moment Ianto pushed down against him, wanting more. He took only a few seconds before pushing a second finger into his lover, slowly scissoring them then pushing up further to hit the spot he knew was there. Ianto bucked, a low moan spilling from his mouth as Jack brushed his prostate and Jack found the sight of Ianto beneath him irresistible. He pulled his fingers back and squirted another drop on lube onto him palm, running his hand over his cock and spreading it along his shaft. He positioned himself at his lovers entrance, placing Iantos legs over his shoulders and he leaned over Ianto, his hands on the bed just above Ianto's shoulder, looking into his eyes. Smiling, he leaned in for a kiss just as he slowly pushed in. Ianto tensed for a moment before purposefully relaxing around the intrusion and Jack pushed in till he was completely seated in his younger lover.
He stayed like this for a few long moments, kissing his lover deeply, Ianto's arms coming up to wrap around his shoulder, hands joining behind his neck. When he was sure that his lover had had time to adjust Jack began to move, long slow thrust that went deep and drove Ianto crazy. Each thrust was well aimed, hitting his prostate dead on and Ianto was quickly reduced to a hardly coherent mess.
"Faster...Please oh god Jack! Harder, faster, Anything!" Reduced to begging Ianto could think of nothing butthe feel of Jack inside of him, and with a breathy chuckle Jack rested his forehead on Ianto's shoulder, his hands griping Ianto's hips. He put all his leverage into his thrusts, his breath punctuated with grunts as he moved as quickly as he could, with quick purposefully thrusts that made Ianto gasp, his breathing at a frantic pace, chest heaving. He could feel himself so very close to the edge and Jack thrust into his prostate with as much force as he could. Ianto saw stars coming with a shout that may have started out as Jack's name. As the muscles contracted around him it only took a few more quick thrust for Jack to come, groaning loudly into Ianto's shoulder and riding out his orgasm.
They collapsed against one another, breath coming in labored gasps, too drained to move and stated. It was nearly a full ten minutes later when they finally moved apart and lay next to each other before managing to make it under the covers, the air under the hub cold. Ianto began to doze off, pressed agaisnt the warm hard body of lover.
Jack didn't dare move, for fear of rousing the younger man and instead watched him sleep. He himself almost never slept, but with the Welshman wrapped around him he felt at peace with the world and slowly he too dozed off. He ended up sleeping most the night and when he did wake up it was just breaking morning.
When Ianto woke up Jack was gone, and the bed was cold, but upon sitting up, eyes bleary, he saw that the immortal was sitting on the chair at the end of the bed, wearing only a pair of pants.
"Breakfast?" He asked, holding out a bag from the local café. Ianto smiled despite himself.
"What time is it?" He asked, rubbing at his eyes. Jack shrugged.
"Gwen isn't due in for more then an hour and..."Jack trailed off handing Ianto the little paper bag of food. "I went and got you a suit too, I couldn't bear waking you up." He looked almost vulnerable for a moment and Ianto opened his mouth to say something but decided against it. Instead he opened up the breakfast and smiled when he saw that it was a apple Danish and a bagel.
"Thank you Jack." He said sincerely and the immortal looked relieved for a moment. Jack smiled, shrugging as if it wasn't a big deal then he stood up and moved to beside the bed, leaning over and kissing the Welshman.
"Good morning Ianto."