Life is a Twat and winter blows!
I'll leave it at that.
Still trying to get back to this regardless, because I promised JB to his face, that I'd keep writing! Yes I have plans to get the other stories going again, even a really wicked awesome crossover for the Adventures in Arrowood verse!
This however hijacked my muse and before I knew it, had 2 chapters and a fully formed plot. It's mostly good old Janto smut, but what are you gonna do?
I'll let you get to it!
ENJOY!
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Blue layouts haphazardly spread out in front of him. Jack was finding it hard to concentrate on any of them. He couldn't seem to stop thinking about last night. He'd never been to the Hub; before last week. He'd been going every night since. Always seeing the same young man, however, he never seemed to be able to drum up enough courage to actually go over and introduce himself. John's affair and their subsequent breakup, had left him raw and weary of even trying. He never thought of himself as the vulnerable type and yet, here he was. Too afraid to even try, for fear of any rejection. He growled low in his throat; so frustrated with himself. Finally, the problem had been taken out of his hands when the young man actually approached him.
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Hub, Previous Night…
"You gonna buy me a drink or creepy stalker stare at me another night?" A low voice mused and Jack started.
"I…I…" He sputtered.
"Relax Daddy…" Ianto purred. Placing, then sliding a hand up his thigh. "I've been watching you too." The younger man admitted with a smirk.
It took Jack a second to remember the fact, he was at more than a regular club. Also, that this man was not so subtly, hinting at the role he was hoping; Harkness would take. Should there be any 'play' actually taking place tonight. He swallowed, breath hitching as the pads of errant fingers, started to tease his zip and the growing bulge beneath. "Is that so?" Jack replied, taking note of the effect his voice had on his potential 'playmate'. Harkness was a General Construction Manager; he knew how to take charge. Adopting a confident persona, for tonight at least, should be easy.
"Oh yeah, was wondering if you had more than good looks." Ianto chuckled as Jack signaled for two more vodka sodas.
"Have you come to a conclusion?"
"Maaaybe." Ianto replied with a cheeky wink. Grinning as he discovered Jack had chosen to go commando that evening. "I think I may need more to help me really decide."
"Find us a spot baby and I'll give it to you." Harkness purred, hoping for at least a bit of privacy. Inwardly cursing, as he used every ounce of restraint he had, to move the young man's hand and zip himself back up.
Ianto pouted, but the response was playful as well. "Not even going to let me get a preview first."
"Now, now, you have to be a good boy for Daddy before you get rewarded." Jack returned, taking a slow sip of his drink. He found he was liking this little game.
"Looks like the corner booth is open, it even has curtains." The young man, wasn't about to tell Jack that the booth, was on permanent reserve. Whenever Ianto was there at least.
"What are we waiting for?"
~RotH~
Wine red velvet, with dark wood and gold accents; surrounded him. Jack was too busy to notice, hands gripping the silky strands of his Sub's dark hair. Ianto, had actually asked to be able to give him the blow job. Apparently the little minx, loved to suck cock. Harkness was all too happy to oblige the request. Impressed with the young man's skill; all too soon it seemed. He was shooting cum into the back of his sub's throat. "Oh…God! Fuck! Oh God…baby, good boy." Jack panted as Ianto skillfully milked him.
He looked up, eyes shining with glee, concealed by innocent hope. "Does that mean I can cum when you fuck me Daddy?"
"Still haven't decided whether I'm more than a pretty face?" Jack mused lightheartedly, although, even just thinking about claiming the young man, was enough to make him hard again.
TBC….
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