I do not own TORCHWOOD: I do however adore it!
Just a little fun the second chapter might be interesting if you get what I mean
Ianto repressed a flinch as he walked around the Hub trying to ignore the pounding pain which showed no sign of stopping. What had happened with Jack shouldn't have but even after trying to resist a bottle of whiskey and those bloody pheromones got the better of him.
He woke barely able to stand and snuck out before Jack woke up for an encore.
"Ianto are you alright there?" he cleared his throat in a professional manner and put a small smile in place. "Fine, coffee?" Gwen returned the small smile as he picked up all the mugs and walked very awkwardly towards his pride and joy.
From his office Jack watched as Ianto attempted to walk normally towards the coffee machine. He smirked feeling slightly pleased with himself at seeing Ianto not so professional. The whiskey had worked like a charm he had started out quiet and eventually he had gotten Ianto on his back on his desk... his hands down his trousers, tongue rubbing erect nipples and enjoying the squirms of his Welshman moaning and pressing himself against his body. He loved the taste of the sweet sweat which covered Ianto's skin, the heat of his breath as he panted.
He groaned quietly when he remembered the feeling of breaking into Ianto murmuring words of reassurance.
He remembered every single person he had been with, some of those had been casual others had deeply embedded feelings. He had loved and lost many but Ianto had woken the true fire in his stomach which he hadn't felt for a long time.
Ianto hid himself in the Archives trying to avoid the eyes of his boss and teammates, he had this suspicious feeling they knew something had happened between him and Jack and thankfully none of them had mentioned it, he had thought of many different excuses to why he wasn't walking to well one of which had something to do with sleeping in a wrong position which was half right. He stood outside Janet's cell they stared at each other he could've sworn Janet's eyes had some form of understanding. He swallowed deeply as he heard footsteps he didn't dare look who it might be since he was working on not having to see Jack and avoiding him as much as possible. How does one react after such amazing sex?
"I've been looking for you." His back straightened at the voice as pain shot up his back from the sudden movement. "How're you feeling?"
Ianto cleared his throat before finally turning to look at Jack who was leaning casually against the door, his arms crossed against his broad chest. "Fine." His voice jumped at the word Jack's signature smile appeared slowly on his lips as he walked towards Ianto and wrapping an arm around his waist. "Don't lie to me Ianto." A hand caressed his lower back and slowly towards his buttocks. "You want me to be honest?" Jack nodded. "I'm in bloody agony, you do realise this is your entire fault right?"
He pretended to look outraged before stroking his Welshman's jaw enjoying the soft stubble. "Hey! I tried to be gentle it's not my fault you couldn't keep still." A slight blush rose from his neck to his cheek at the words. "Plus you seemed to enjoy it..." he pressed a kiss on his neck. "A lot."
He felt the racing pulse underneath his lips. "If you're interested I could send the others home early...?"