This is the first installment of my newest collection, The Harkness and Jones Archives. Sadly, I do not own Torchwood, Doctor Who, or any of the characters for either show. I also do not own any other things like songs, mentions of other shows or people, etc that may pop up in other chapters. They all will most likely be one-shots but some might fit together later on, in which case I will tell you at the beginning of said chapters. Oh and consider this the disclaimer for the rest of the collection. I really don't like using disclaimers at the beginning of each chapter, I tend to forget about them.
Okay so Baby It's Cold Outside is one of my favorite holiday songs. I know it's past Christmas but technically this isn't really a Christmas song just a winter song, so I figured I would do a songfic for my current favorite pairing, Jack/Ianto. There won't really be any song lyrics separate in this story. They guys will just say some of them whilst talking. So yeah…Love, Spike.
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BABY IT'S COLD OUTSIDE
"Jack, I've got to go," Ianto told the Captain who was currently kissing the skin of the tea boy's neck.
"It's cold out though Ianto," Jack protested.
"The evening has been so very nice Sir, but my cat will start to worry. She'll start pacing back and forth and then my neighbors will complain," Ianto said grabbing his suit jacket. He attempted to pull it on but stopped when Jack grabbed the other man's arms and pulled him closer, wrapping the younger man's arms around himself. "One more coffee," Jack asked him.
"Half a cup of coffee," Ianto reasoned with a sigh, placing his jacket back on the Captain's desk.
"It really is bad out there," Jack told him as they made their way down to the kitchens so Ianto could make them some coffee.
Ianto laughed, "I'm staying Jack. You don't have to keep at it."
"But you're only staying for a little bit. I have to keep at it until you agree to stay for the night."
"I really ought to say no Sir. I've got to feed my cat. I didn't give her breakfast this morning because I wasn't planning on staying. She'll be utterly furious with me if I'm not there to feed her."
"Your eyes are like starlight, your hair looks so very swell," Jack whispered into the man's ear as he poured coffee into two mugs. Jack brushed hands down the Welshman's back and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him into his chest. "Stay in with me."
"I simply must go, the answer is no."
"Baby it's cold outside," Jack whispered.
"And you are quite nice and warm," Ianto sighed turning so he was facing the other man. "But the team will be awfully suspicious."
"Yan, your lips look so delicious."
"Gwen'll probably walk through the door any moment. She left her favorite hat here the other ni-" Ianto was cut off as Jack's lips landed on his. He slid his arm up to the man's neck, pulling him even closer and teased at his lips, flicking his tongue out to lick it, begging him for entrance. The tea boy gave in. He'd never been able to deny the Captain anything, especially when they were this close and he was becoming more and more intoxicated by the so called fifty first century pheromones. "You lips really are delicious, Caraid," Jack chuckled.
"I've really got to go Jack."
"But what about the coffee?" he pouted.
"It'll keep me up all night." Ianto mentally slapped himself as soon as the words left his mouth. He'd just set up a perfect line for Jack, who was sure to take it.
"Well, that's always a plus side," Jack smirked, loosening the younger man's tie.
"Jack don't," Ianto protested, taking the man's hands in his own.
"You'll freeze to death. You didn't bring a coat."
"Then lend me yours," Ianto teased. He didn't expect him to agree. He knew how special the Time Agent's coat was.
"If I let you wear it, would you stay?" Jack asked quite seriously.
"Jack, I was kidding. Besides, I would have no need to wear it inside the house."
"I wasn't kidding though. If I were to let anyone wear it, it would be you," Jack said softly, cupping the man's cheek in his hand. Ianto could tell the double meaning behind his words.
He'd already told the older man that he loved him and he told him then that he didn't need to respond at that time, not ever if he didn't truly mean it. But there it that simple sentence were the words that he so longed to hear, if not exactly the way he'd expected. Somehow though, he thought they meant more this way. Offering to let Ianto wear his military jacket was more Jack, more passionate than those three words. I love you were so meaningless when the tea boy thought about it. People said it all the time and so loosely.
Ianto smiled, kissing his boss. He let him control the kiss because even though he wouldn't admit it out loud, he liked Jack taking control because when he did, he let his real emotions come out. All the things he didn't say, he poured into his kisses, his touches, even his smiles and glances.
"I might be able to stay," Ianto whispered as Jack went back to undoing the tie and nipped playfully at his neck.
Jack pulled away looking at the other man. "Yeah?"
"Yeah, I'm sure if I just buy here a new toy for Christmas, my cat will forgive me for not feeding her," he laughed.
"I promise to make it worth your while."
"You always do. So what will it be tonight, dear? A roll around in the medical bay? Frolicking under the sheets in your bed? Going at it on Tosh or Gwen's desk?" Ianto asked.
"You make it seem so impersonal when it you put it that way," Jack frowned. "Is that all this is Yan, a quick shag to have a little a fun but no deep feeling behind it?"
"Of course not," Ianto said taking the Captain's face in his hands. "I just had to make sure that you felt the same way. Now prove to me that I didn't make a mistake staying here when I could be curled up with a nice book, my precious little kitty on my lap."
Jack obliged, lifting the man onto the counter. "What do you say to the kitchens? We've never done it down here before," he smirked.
"No we haven't," Ianto grinned, pulling his lover forward by his belt, which he then proceed to unbuckle and slide out of the loops of his pants. "I guess we'll just have to fix that, won't we?"
"Couldn't agree more," Jack smiled, leaning forward to capture the man's lips with his own.
So, now I'm guessing that I'll never be able to hear this song without thinking of Jack and Ianto. Well at least for a long while anyway. Though, that's not exactly such a bad thing. Tell me what you think about this though.
As always I would love nothing more than to hear your thoughts on this. (Except for a maybe a younger Gareth David-Lloyd look-a-like to came to my school wearing a fantastic suit. If only, if only…)
Anywho, lots of love,
Spike!
