Ianto stood in the elevator snarling as he chastised himself for being weak, for backing down.
Wait a minute.
Ianto canted his head and snorted, then hit the button to go back up.
He was out the doors and striding towards John before it even registered that Ianto hadn't run as instructed and John turned to sneer, getting caught with a left hook instead.
John grunted as his head flicked back and he grimaced as he reached up to touch his face.
Ianto grinned and hit him again, a haymaker that sent him back into his arse.
Ianto straddled him, roaring as he pounded his body and head.
John was so turned on that he actually had an orgasm as he writhed beneath the powerful Welshman. Ianto flicked a gun from his pocket and John found he didn't really mind.
When John rolled him, plastering himself against Ianto as he humped his hip Ianto laughed softly, then grabbed John's balls and squeezed.
John yodeled as Ianto bit down on his neck and managed to cum again, as those wonderful fingers dug into his scrotum.
John was making small animalistic noises as he spasmed and Ianto took the time to remove some weaponry, flicking it away as he kicked at John's boots.
John took the hint and wriggled them off, followed by his pants and when the first hard slap of Ianto's hand on his bare butt filled the air like a gunshot, John was not at all ashamed that he screamed.
"I'm going to fuck you now you bastard" Ianto snarled, pulling John to his knees.
John was begging, sobbing as he parted his legs and presented himself.
No lube. No prep.
Just how John liked it.
The slapping of flesh on flesh was John's favorite music as Ianto fucked him hard and vicious, an occasional guttural cry as Ianto pulled violently on the dick slapping between John's legs.
"Cum mother-fucker" Ianto commanded and John was violently, exceptionally lost as he babbled and fell to his stomach in his own cum, even as it still pumped from his withering dick.
As he lay there panting and whining, Ianto rose.
"Just remember" Ianto said as he shot his cuffs, "Jack? Gets a piece of that every night."
Ianto left with an amazing mince that made John smile.
Fucking Jack.
Not fair, he gets all the good stuff.
Next time, Jack would pay for that.