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Mica was asleep with Crypto so Ianto gently pulled the door shut and turned to face Jack.
"I want to kill her" he hissed as he clenched his fists, "I… I never thought I could have a bloodlust like this but…damn it I want to slam her head against the table."
"I know" Jack nodded, "I felt my hand going for the gun actually, had to remember this was not going to be that easy."
"I am just…tired. So bloody tired." Ianto slumped on the bed and Jack sat beside him.
"I know we've done nothing more than cuddle, a stolen kiss here and there but… I want you to know I would like something more. I would like it if we could explore that… when you are ready?" Jack said gently as he placed his hand on Ianto's knee, "I hope you don't feel like you have to or something. If you just want to be friends I am a big boy and can take it. The comfort you have given me is enough if you don't want…"
Ianto's lips were searingly hot as they smashed against Jack's forcing him back on the bed and Ianto was on top of him, boner to boner as he showed Jack that there hadn't been mixed messages. Ianto's hands were gentle as they fumbled against Jack's sides and Jack rolled to let them side under, the two men clinging to one another as they kissed.
"I appreciate you giving me time to adjust" Ianto whispered against Jack's neck "I want more too…I'm just…messed up right now."
"I think we are all surviving on fumes here" Jack smiled, "Ianto… after we do the bonfire and have some time to cleanse and renew… maybe you, me and Mica can take a day out for something as a little unit. Maybe… take a drive across to the far farm for some supplies. Take the SUV so she is in it safe at all times with Crypto. Make her feel a bit special, ya know?"
"I would like that" Ianto said, then kissed him again, "I would also like some more of this. Maybe… maybe tonight after the house is quiet we can … do a little more than just cuddle?"
Jack felt the grin crossing his face as he raised his eyebrows "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah" Ianto replied, "But right now… I think I need to set some house rules. This is my house and … if it's OK with you, I want to be a bit assertive."
"Look, if you are worried about stepping on my toes, don't be. This is your house OK? We are best to remember that" Jack let his hands slide up and down that strong back, "If you want to set some rules go for it Tiger."
"Tiger?"
"Yeah…so powerful and teethy" Jack grinned.
"You? You are calling me teethy?" Ianto laughed as he leaned in and bit jack gently, Jack laughing as he hugged him.
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Ianto was moving about the main room with purpose, the large painting down off the wall and the plain wall no longer plain as he calmly wrote across it.
Suzie was transfixed as the perfect scroll looked like it was computer generated.
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House Rules.
This is Ianto's house and he gets a swing vote.
Jack is in charge, he sees the big picture and we do not need to understand if he yells run.
Nobody moves the desk off the porch as Ianto wants to keep it intact.
Nobody outside at night unless you are the one on patrol.
Owen is the only one who is to go near the bodies to collect material.
Mica belongs to Ianto.
Crypto belongs to Ianto.
This house belongs to Ianto.
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Ianto hesitated then wrote…
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Jack belongs to Ianto.
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Jack laughed as he leaned on the doorway to watch, "Cheeky."
Ianto snorted, then added….
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There can be no secrets. Any questions should be raised at the evening meeting.
Evening meetings will be while Mica is in the bath In case we talk about unsavoury things.
Everyone deserves to speak, a Paperweight will be on the table and whoever holds it speaks.
If you do not like these rules you can leave.
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Ianto hesitated and stared at the last one for a while, then placed the pen on the edge of the picture frame so it sat under the words.
"Anyone else wants to add something go ahead." He said as he walked from the room and Jack stepped forward, picking up the pen.
He wrote….
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And Ianto belongs to Jack.
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Gwen made a small noise as she sat watching and Suzie turned her head to stare at her like a cat would a mouse.
Funny the things that amuse us, eh?