Doing some 'spring cleaning' again...
I only own my ideas
Warnings: NSFW
Enjoy!
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Jack was in his element, meeting with his staff about what was to be their next online post. When he got a call. His current boyfriend was close to pleading and Jack started to get understandably frantic.
Due to a coffee spill, the man nick named the Captain had to borrow pants off another co-worker. Finally he made it to his car and promised his boyfriend he was almost there. He asked what the man was wearing, telling him he liked the outfit choice in a desperate hope to sooth said man.
Kieran was steps past upset with Jack for his inability to make their relationship a priority. Especially when this date involved his favorite performer. He'd missed his favorite song due to Jack's lateness and it made him even more upset. "Here's an idea. Next time, instead of being late, just shit on my face. Cause that's kinda the same thing as missing 'Your Body is a Wonderland'." Kieran declared, hoping to convey his obvious displeasure.
"I was tied up at work, I'm sorry." Jack pleaded.
"Maybe you should care a little bit less about work and a little more about the guy you're 'seeing' or is it just fucking?" Kieran snorted and Jack shrank back knowing it was useless to argue.
"Obviously we're heading in different directions. And this…" Kieran pointed between the two of them and added, "Isn't working."
"Yeah we're heading apart alright." Jack seethed and added, "you to the John Mayer concert and me not! Thank you, for doing this before the concert by the way. Best break up." He then mouthed the word 'ever'.
Kieran made some crazy 'fan boy' comment and Jack rolled his eyes. Next was the 'let's be friends' promise and Jack had had enough. On his way home he called his friend Alex to complain about his failed relationships and why they all sucked. At least he had a trip to New York to look forward to.
~OPI~
Across the U. S; Ianto was dealing with a similar fate with his girlfriend Lisa. Work had made her late for the last time and he needed to stand up for himself. Only instead of more excuses, she was outright ending it. He had all these plans to gain back ground and make her see his side. He wanted respect, not to leave her.
"I just feel we should chill for a while, you know?" Lisa said conversationally. She knew it had been coming for months, he still seemed broadsided by the revelation.
In truth it was more the location that bothered him, than her words. Still, he stuttered incredulously. "You're doing this? Its work right? Always work, aren't I important?"
"Maybe you should care a little bit less about my work and a little more about the girl you're dating? Cause last time I checked, my work doesn't reassure you that liking a finger up your ass, doesn't make you gay!" Lisa hissed in a deliberate dig at his confidence.
He started to blush and speak rapidly. "I never said, go up! Okay? I just said, lightly around. It's like a...like a little button. You know what? Not your issue anymore." Ianto declared. Trying to ignore the fact that, ok, maybe he was curious, but he had nothing to prove. Least of all to her. "Let me just ask you a quick question? And just know that I am not at all crushed by this break up. So, be honest. Why?" Ianto quarried crossing his arms.
"Is this a trick?" Lisa demanded.
"No. Just pure anthropological research." Ianto promised, rolling his eyes.
Lisa started ticking things off. She seemed to enjoy watching Ianto squirm. "Okay. You want someone to sweep you off your feet, but you're more interested in getting swept off your feet than the someone who's doing the sweeping. You seem like you got it totally together, but you're actually really emotionally damaged. Also, you have like really big and clear blue eyes. And that freaks me out sometimes." She was going to say more, but Ianto stopped her.
"Thank you. That's enough." With what dignity he had left, he walked away. Complaining to a friend later about Hollywood's version of love. It was time for something different. What that meant…he needed to close himself off emotionally and maybe he needed a man…
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He waited patiently, finally his conquest was coming to New York and Ianto was there to make sure Jack took the offer on hand. Well the interview at least. Their hands met and he couldn't deny, this man was gorgeous. He was sure they both felt the spark when their hands touched, but neither said anything. "Jack Harkness? Ianto Jones, I've been sent to meet you. Welcome to New York!" Ianto stated brightly, shaking out of his daydream and letting go of Jack's hand. He couldn't help, but wonder what it'd be like to kiss this man.
The Captain straightened and pulled his own hand back. "Thank you! And you can call me Captain, everyone else does." Jack grinned and looked Ianto over. Pity he wasn't looking for a relationship. With Ianto's good looks he'd be willing to go for a drink and a hotel right then, though. He remembered not knowing the man's sexual preference. At some point he'd have to ask. "You're not exactly what comes to mind, when you think 'headhunter'." The Captain remarked, already having flashes of Ianto writhing beneath him. Jack licked his lips.
Ianto was too busy looking for Jack's bag and didn't notice the leer he was getting from the man. "Yeah, I prefer executive recruiter. Headhunter sounds a little creepy." Ianto laughed, finally spotting the Captain's bag.
Jack snorted, "You did stalk me for six months. Kinda creepy…" Now that he really saw his pursuer, he found he didn't mind at all. Ianto Jones could stalk him however long he wanted as long as Jack got mind bending sex out of the deal. He noticed Jones picking up his bag. The Captain sighed. "You're really gonna carry my bag? You're 'that' guy!" Jack scoffed.
"No. I'm gonna change your life. I'm that 'guy'!" Ianto returned confidently.
"My life is already pretty great."
"Oh, really Captain? Cause you wouldn't be here if your life were already pretty great." Ianto snarked with a smirk.
"A free trip to New York, I'd be an idiot to turn that down." Jack argued, but it seemed Ianto was ready for anything.
"Well, then I guess you must have been an idiot for the past six months." Jones winked at him and Jack remarked that a lot of people would say, he'd been an idiot longer than that even. Ianto smiled shyly at him and the Captain wanted to kiss him then and there, but held back.
~OPI~
Jack had been given the job offer by GQ. All that's left was for him is to take it, but he's still unsure. "Would you uproot your life for a job? Be honest." The Captain asked Ianto as they stood just in front of the building
"Well, no. For a job, probably not. But for New York? Yeah, I would. Which is why I'm not gonna try to sell you on the job. I'm gonna sell you on New York, Captain." Ianto promised, pulling Jack along.
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"Why do submissive people think the only way to get a dominant personality to do what they want, is to manipulate them?" Jack snorted as he was dragged.
"History. Personal experience. Romantic comedies." Ianto retorted into his drink. Jones wondered if he was just imagining the hungry look in the Captain's eye. Ianto was curious yes, but Jack looked like he would sooner chew him up and spit him out. He didn't want a relationship, but he at least wanted respect, some level of caring.
Jack was being careful, not wanting to lose the only person he knew in this city. So he contented himself with telling stories of home and capturing details of Ianto for what he knew would be a good wank tonight.
Next; Ianto took Jack to his favorite place in the city. Pulling Jack to lie next to him and look up at the sky. "Only place in the city you can actually see the stars." Jones stated wistfully.
Jack tried to ignore Ianto's proximity. Not to mention his hard on because of it. How long had it been since someone affected him like this? "Wow!" The Captain finally answered.
"Yeah."
"It's very awesome." Jack agreed.
"I know. I like to come up here to think. Just when it gets a little too much for me down there." Like when Lisa dumped me. "It's like...it's like my New York version of mountain top. Best part, no cell reception." Ianto explained with one of those small smiles.
Jack wanted to kiss him, kiss him hard, and make him forget the world for a little while, at least. Instead he reigned himself in and asked "You take all your recruits up here?"
Ianto was thoughtful. "Actually, never really taken anyone up here."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks."
~OPI~
As a final resort Ianto pulled Jack into a flash mob at Time Square, with dozens of people joining in a synchronized dance. "It's nice to feel like you're a part of something. New York can be a little bit lonely at times." Jones admitted, giving the Captain a sheepish smile again.
"And you're trying to sell me on it?" Jack scoffed, still hoping he would get to taste those lips.
"Every place can be a bit lonely sometimes." Ianto retorted, thinking of his own dilemma. Location wouldn't change him being sad and single. He was overjoyed when Jack agreed to take the job, shaking his hand with a giant smile, this time.
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Ianto had decided to stop by on Jack's first day. Unfortunately they had managed run into John Hart again.
"Listen, we need to take him out one night and troll for cock." John enthused before Jack could stop him.
"What?" Ianto spluttered, being curious did 'not' make him gay! Did it?
Jack was trying to waive John off, but he just kept going. "He's got some pretty boys out there in L.A., but the quality in this town is ri-dic-ulous. We can tear this shit up!" Hart exclaimed and the captain shook his head.
"I'm not gay, Hart." Ianto deadpanned.
"Really? Oh! I just assumed, friends with Jack and...your face." John sighed, stroking Ianto's cheek. Suddenly John brightened. "Hey, no skin! More pipe for us, right Jackie boy!" Hart enthused then he walked on, finally.
Jack turned to Jones, hoping to smooth things over. "Hey, I was thinking of getting some lunch. Do you know a place?"
"Are you asking me out? After that!"
"Well, no I...I'm not asking you out. I'm asking you to show me a restaurant." The Captain sputtered. Curse Hart, now it was all going wrong.
"I mean I'm the only friend you have in New York. You don't want to complicate that! And let's be honest you're good looking, I'm a little curious, but I'm not gay!" Ianto rambled, also remembering he didn't really want a relationship.
"I know! I'm not fucking asking you out! I swear to God!" Jack cursed, to lost in his head to realize what Jones had just confessed.
"Okay. You don't like me like that. You don't have to be so mean about it." Ianto sniffled, pretending to be hurt by the outburst. The Captain quickly tried to apologize and Jones started laughing. "God! You're such a girl." Ianto accused and added, "come on, it's my treat." Then pulled Jack out the door.
~OPI~
"You're emotionally unavailable?" Ianto remarked over his burger.
"Oh, yeah!"
"Oh, my God! I'm emotionally damaged. I haven't seen you at the meetings."
"I'm done with the relationship thing."
"Boy, you are preaching to the congregation." Ianto snorted.
"Choir."
"What?"
"Preaching to the choir. You're supposed to preach to the congregation. That's the expression." Jack corrected.
Ianto looked annoyed. "Did you understand what I'm saying?" He asked, Jack nodded and Jones added, "Then don't be a dick about it."
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Jack wonders how Ianto got him to watch a chick flick, but here he is. At least the beer is good and the company is perfect. Right now Ianto was in butt hugging jeans and a button down, rolled at the sleeves. The Captain wanted to pounce, but he's not ready for dating, he reminds himself resolutely.
"You know, why don't they ever a make a movie about what happens after they kiss?" Jones remarked, finishing his beer.
"They do. It's called porn." Jack snorted.
"God, I miss sex! Right, I mean sometimes you just need it. It's like...uh, it's like cracking your neck." Ianto mused.
"Why does it always gotta come with complications?" Jack added, liking how this conversation was going.
"And emotions."
"And guilt."
"Whoa! Guilt, guilt about trying new things…" Ianto offered and Jack really started to like where this was going. He'd have the shy man in his bed, screaming his name in no time.
"Why can it not be like that? It's a physical act. Like playing tennis. Two people should be able to have sex no matter the gender, like trying a new sport." The Captain enthused.
"Yeah any kind of sex! I mean, no one wants to go away for the weekend after they play sports together." Ianto agreed, getting off the couch and cleaning up.
"It's just a game. You shake hands, you get on with your shit."
"Yeah."
"Yeah." Jack breathed as he watched Ianto bend over. It was time to go in for the kill. The Captain was hoping beyond belief this would end how he wanted. Time would tell. "Ianto?" Jack asked and Jones answered lightly. "Care to try a new sport with me? I'd be happy to teach you…" The Captain queried and Ianto's mouth dropped open.
"Get the hell outta here, Harkness!" Jones laughed nervously.
"Don't laugh! This could be great. This could take all the weirdness out of it."
"Well, we talked about this. I don't like you like that. I'm not gay." Ianto huffed, trying to act like he didn't want to shove his tongue down Jack's throat right now, just to try it.
"I don't like you like that either, but you're curious and I'm willing to be you're experiment. We both get great sex with no emotion. That's why it's perfect." The Captain promised.
"I don't even know if I find you attractive" Ianto joked, crossing his arms.
"Liar." Jack snorted.
Ianto got out a Bible app on his tablet for them to swear over. Jack laughed, but had to admit it was cute. Hands pressed to the screen they took vows. "No relationship. No emotions. Just sex." Ianto started.
"Whatever happens, we stay friends." Jack added to be sure.
"Swear."
"Swear."
"So I guess, we should just start." The Captain offered hopefully. Ianto looked shifty, but agreed. He started to unbutton his shirt when Jack surged forward and caught his lips. His tongue swiped along them and Ianto opened his mouth. A small moan sounded and Jack drank it in. The Captain started moving them back to the bedroom, dropping his and Ianto's shirt on the way.
Jack's hands were everywhere as they kissed. Sweeping over his chest, tangling in his hair and Ianto was confused. "Getting a bit invested are you?" Jones gasped, giving Jack a look.
"We're friends right? I can still make it good for you, better for me that way too." Jack grinned and Ianto couldn't fault the logic. The Captain dropped to his knees pulling Jones's jeans down with him. Jack licked a stripe the length of Ianto's cock and a hand clenched in Jack's hair. Soon the Captain was happily sucking Ianto deep, enjoying the young man's smell and taste. Did friends swallow each other's cum? Was that weird? Ianto didn't give him a chance to worry about it. Seconds later his hips started to thrust erratically and with an animalistic cry, Jones was cuming down Jack's throat.
Suddenly Ianto was scared, what was the protocol? He wanted to reciprocate, but he didn't think he could suck Jack's no doubt, impressive, cock. If the bulge he'd felt against him, while they were kissing, was anything to go by. Hand job maybe, but he was weary of even the thought of getting his mouth involved. "Did…did you want m-me to…" The younger man stuttered as a fine blush dusted his cheeks.
"Relax, buddy, there's more than one way to make me cum." The Captain smiled. Jack pulled Ianto back to the bed, "want to wank me off or we could wank each other. You could fuck me, I can fuck you, hell I could dry hump you if that's what you want."
"I…you'd let me fuck you?" Ianto asked with wonder. They should have known it then, but neither were thinking right. The two were already falling in love and helpless to stop it.
Making sure to keep his answer neutral, Jack chuckled. "What kind of offer to teach, would it be if I didn't? Do you want to make me cum or not?" The Captain smiled good-naturedly.
Ianto just nodded and Jack pulled the younger man in to kiss him. Jones started kissing down the Captain's chest, popping the catch on the older man's khaki's as he went. "Lay back and enjoy." Ianto grinned.
"Oh, I plan too." Jack promised as he kicked his boxers off as well. Then a sneaky hand was stroking him, fondling his balls just the right way and the Captain was cuming hard in no time.
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Ianto was looking nervous when he met Jack for coffee in the park. Rubbing a hand along the back of his neck and kicking the pavement like it had done him wrong. "Okay. So about what happened..." Jones started only to trail off.
Luckily Jack took pity on him. The Captain didn't quite agree, but he saw the logic in Ianto's hesitation. "It was crazy and we shouldn't have done it." The older man offered.
"Exactly! No! No! Exactly! It is so not me!"
"I totally agree. Let's forget it happened." Jack offered. He'd remember, he'd always treasure their fleeting time together, but he wasn't going to tell Ianto that.
"It's already coming between us and I really...I just don't want it to." Ianto explained, starting to pace.
"It's not going to." Jack promised trying to stop the younger man. "We're friends. Let's stay friends." The Captain offered with hope. Ianto was so close. Ianto was in his arms.
"I don't wanna lose this. You might just be the only real friend I have." Ianto mumbled, letting himself get pulled into the blue abyss that was Jack's eyes.
"Me, neither." Jack replied and suddenly they were kissing again. They made it to the Captain's apartment. "This is just release, no attachment, just friends. Can I still dirty talk? I'm good…" The older man promised, not wanting the younger man to take his words for more than they were.
Ianto was busy lifting Jack's shirt from his slacks and bending to lick around his belly button. "Uh…yeah, ok, sure." Jones muttered, tracing his tongue around the paw print on the Captain's hip. "I didn't know you had a tattoo?" Ianto mused.
"Yeah."
"Why didn't I notice that before?"
"Because we were drunk."
"Is it for your pet?" Ianto asked, tracing the outline with a warm fingertip.
"No. Never had one. But everyone else did and I thought having a pet might get a normal family. Which at seventeen I desperately wanted." Jack admitted.
"So as a sign of rebellion you got a tattoo of the most conventional thing you could think of." Ianto theorized as he started working on the buttons to the Captain's shirt.
"It was super awesome back then." Jack pouted.
Ianto, hoping to sooth the older man, showed off the tattoo on his waistline of a small yellow lightning bolt. "Check it, Captain."
"A lightning bolt?" Jack snickered.
Ianto frowned, "eighteen. Wanted super powers aaaaand maybe I was a little into Harry Potter back then.
"Were you also gay back then?" Jack snorted, only to realize his mistake too late.
"Harry Potter doesn't make you gay. I'm not gay!" Ianto nearly shouted.
"Okay. Alright I'm sorry, just giving you a hard time ok, like friends do, no big." The Captain soothed.
"I believe I was promised dirty talk. Put up or shut up!" Jones snarled, dragging Jack to the bed room.
First he sucked Ianto's cock like a pro to apologize, then he crawled over Jones to share the taste of the man's cum. "I want to fuck you so hard, shove my cock so far up your tight little arse. Make it good, soo good." Jack purred and the younger man couldn't deny, it made him hard all over again. "Just let me prepare you, feel you. I promise I'll always stop if it's too much" The Captain pleaded and Ianto nodded shyly.
A single lube slicked finger, circled the young man's hole. Gently massaging the ring of muscle before pushing inside. Ianto didn't make a sound till a second finger was added.
"Doing ok?" Jack asked when Jones swore.
"Fine! Don't stop. You could say more though." Ianto grinned.
"Like that? You're clenching so tight, want it to be my cock not my fingers. Imagine it Yan my cock so deep."
Ianto let out a groan nearly arching off the bed when Jack searched out his prostate. Letting the younger man fuck his hand for a few minutes. Soon the Captain asked if Jones was ready for more and the younger man could only nod. Panic bubbled in his throat as Jack lined up. The blunt head of the Captain's cock barely pressing in.
"Yan? Yan, you need to relax." The older man soothed and Ianto let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.
"Hate that nickname, jerk." Ianto gasped out as Jack slowly pressed himself further in. The first thrusts burned, but Jack said that was normal. Then on a harder snap of Jack's hips, the Captain must have hit his prostate. Pleasure sparked up his spine and Jones practically begged to feel it again.
"So tight, God…fuck…squeezing my cock so good." Jack groaned, speeding up his rhythm as he pumped Ianto's length with a spare hand. The other gipped tight to the headboard for leverage.
"Fuck…Harder you bastard, I'm gonna cum…" Jones gasped, feeling so close to that edge, needing just a bit more. The Captain moaned, snapping his hips faster, wishing he could tell this man how perfect he felt, at least in a better way than he had. Ianto's orgasm had him clenching down on Jack and triggering the older man's release.
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