This is just a quick one-shot I wrote way back when.
xoxoxo
The team, with the exception of Ianto, who was visiting family, had decided to go camping after a quiet few days at the hub. Of course, they still had all of the equipment they needed, should an emergency arise. The boys set up the tents, while Gwen and Tosh went to collect some firewood.
"So, I guess you'll be sharing with Owen, now you're together?" Gwen smiled.
"Yeah, unless you feel uncomfortable sharing with Jack?"
"Don't worry, I can handle Jack." Gwen grinned.
Later that night, when Jack had cooked them a quite pleasant meal, the team were gathered around the campfire. Even thought she had three jackets on, Gwen was still shivering, so Jack took off his coat and placed it around her shoulders.
"Thanks, Jack." Gwen smiled.
Deciding it was too cold for pyjamas, Gwen snuggled up in her sleeping bag later that night, still fully clothed. Jack crept into the tent, and carefully slid into his own sleeping bag, trying not to disturb her.
"I'm not asleep, Jack."
Gwen drew Jack's coat around her, smiling as she breathed in his scent.
"You can tell me to mind my own, but how you getting on?"
Gwen paused for a moment.
"Oh, you know," she turned to face Jack. "Still finding memories of Rhys everywhere I go in the flat. Still expecting him to walk though the door at any moment, wanting his tea."
Jack smiled softly, gently touching Gwen's cheek.
"You've always got me."
They laughed softly.
"I mean it, Gwen. I'll always be here. I'm not going anywhere."
"Thanks, Jack."
Gwen moved herself closer to Jack, partly for the warmth, partly for the reassuring nature of his presence. Jack shifted one arm out of his sleeping bag and gently wrapped it around her shoulders. Gwen tilted her head up, and her lips accidentally met Jack's. She quickly pulled away.
"Sorry ... "
"Don't be."
"No, I'm sorry, Jack."
Jack looked at her.
"Seriously, don't be."
Jack titled Gwen's head so she was looking at him, before placing his lips back onto hers. He kissed her deeply, passionately. She kissed him back, needing him, wanting him. She gasped into his mouth as she felt his arousal through his sleeping bag. Still kissing her, Jack leapt out of his sleeping bag and slid himself into hers, holding her properly. He moaned as she grasped at his trousers, managing, with difficulty, to open them and slide them down enough.
"Gwen ... oh, Gwen! ... "
He groaned as she started stroking his arousal. Moving his hands around her arms, he reached down and unzipped her jeans, pushing them down. They moaned together as Jack reached down to touch her. Groaning as his hand left her wetness, Jack shifted, slowly pushing his arousal inside her as he did so. Gwen moaned at how hard and large he was. Jack started thrusting into her slowly, wanting to feel how they moved together. Gwen moaned loudly as Jack started hitting a sensitive spot.
"Oh, Jack! Oh, just there! Yes!"
They moaned together as they started to climax, Jack's thrusts starting to become erratic, Gwen starting to tighten around him.
"JACK!" "GWEN!"
They yelled each other's names as they climaxed together, breathing hard. Gwen kissed Jack's chest gently, as he slid out of her so that they could snuggle up together.
"That so wasn't just a rebound shag, y'know."
Jack smiled, kissing the top of her head.
"I know."
She held onto him, shivering slightly. He drew his arms closer around her.
"I think ... I think I might be in love with you, Jack."
Jack tilted her head up to look at her.
"Really?"
Gwen nodded.
"Really."
Jack kissed her gently.
"I love you too."
They snuggled up together, falling asleep together. The cold and the howling wind didn't matter. They were in love.
