"Jack… oh god," Ianto panted.
"Easy. You alright?"
"I don't… yes…. It feels good."
"Good. It's meant to," Jack grinned.
"Just… make it quick, ok?"
"Quick… or fast?"
"Quick. Get it over with."
Jack pulled back a bit. "Ianto… have you ever?"
"Once. In school."
"Ok. What was that, 10 years ago?"
Ianto nodded. "About."
"Why just once?"
"Because it hurt like hell."
"First off, he wasn't very good. Second… we're not doing this tonight."
"Jack, please, I don't care. I want you."
"I want you too," Jack said, stroking Ianto's neck. "But you've got to be ready."
"What's that mean? You're not leaving me like this!"
Jack laughed. "Oh, I didn't say anything about that. Just trust me. There are some things I won't do – 'quick' and 'getting it over with' are two. I'm not going to do anything you won't also enjoy."
"But it always hurts, doesn't it?"
"No. Not when it's done right."
"51st century lubricant to go with those pheromones?"
Jack grinned. "I wish that kind of stuff would fall through the Rift. There was this one bioluminescent lubricant. It was so powerful, your partner would glow from the inside…."
"Jack. I'm fairly sure I'm glowing from somewhere at the moment. Do you think we could do the pillow talk after?"
"Sorry. I'll take care of you, I promise," Jack smiled. "And over the next few nights, I'll show you some tricks I picked up on a holiday through the Triangulum galaxy."
"You're not annoyed?"
"Hell no. Actually, just means more for me," Jack smirked, rolling aside and pulling Ianto on top of him.
"You really are insatiable," Ianto said, framing Jack's face in his hands as he leaned in a for kiss.
"Aren't you glad!" Jack snickered.