Sitting at his station, sipping coffee, Owen watched Ianto buzz about the Hub either filing, cleaning, or fielding phone calls. He had never taken the time before to really watch the young man at work, but he realized that Ianto never stopped. While Tosh, Gwen, and he were engrossed in their own projects or heading into the field, Ianto was making everything function smoothly. When he came down to the med bay to do an inventory of needed supplies, Owen took the opportunity to grope his arse when he bent over.

Ianto slapped Owen's hand away and looked furiously at the doctor. When he turned to leave, Owen asked him, "What's the big deal? Jack did that to you all the time."

Indignantly, Ianto replied, "Well, you're not Jack." He then marched back upstairs.

Owen was perplexed. After what had happened that weekend, he assumed that he would be taking over for Jack. Granted, he wasn't so naïve to think they would immediately fall in love and be a happy couple, but he thought there would be some kind of relationship. Suddenly, a feeling of dread passed over him that Ianto thought of him as nothing more than the other men from that evening, a one night stand. No, Owen was not going to let that happen. He saw something in Ianto Jones, a fiery, sexy spirit hidden just below his cool work demeanor, and he was determined to see it again.

That night, Owen showed up at Ianto's flat, hoping to make it clear that he wasn't going to be brushed off so easily. To his surprise, Ianto was glad to see him and welcomed him inside. He was dressed down wearing jeans and a pullover, making him look much more like his real age. Smiling at Owen, he asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, I could eat." Owen was wondering if Ianto was volunteering to cook for him and found the idea of a domestic look involving an apron very arousing.

Instead, Ianto replied, "I haven't a thing in the flat, but there's a good diner down the road. Care to join me?"

Slightly disappointed, Owen agreed and they walked together in the brisk night air. While waiting for their food, the two slipped into a long silence which Owen broke by stating, "You look incredibly hot when you're being fucked."

Shocked, Ianto spit his tea out and, in an angry whisper, answered, "What is wrong with you?"

Owen grinned at Ianto's flushed face and asked innocently, "Has no one ever told you that before?"

"Not while I'm drinking tea at a restaurant."

Owen responded by rubbing his foot along Ianto's leg causing another blush to form on his pale skin. Ianto began to glare at Owen but suddenly stopped and laughed at the situation. Owen looked at him, confused, "What are you laughing at?"

"Is this how you flirt? I thought you were just being a dick, but you are trying to flirt, aren't you." Ianto told him, thoroughly amused.

"What's wrong with how I flirt?" Owen pouted.

"You're acting like you're 15 years old! You just annoy the person and say inappropriate sexual things until they either slap you or give in."

It was then Owen's turn to blush and sit back with his arms crossed. He replied bitterly, "Excuse me that I'm not pretty enough to just wear tight jeans and bat my eye lashes."

Ianto laughed again, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

Owen rolled his eyes, "Quit playing, you know you are."

Ianto leaned forward and lowered his voice, "You're not so bad yourself. You know, when I first started working here, I thought you were quite handsome. Jack told me to keep my distance, that you would eat me alive. He said you loved shagging coworkers."

Owen grinned, thinking of Jack considering him to be competition; it was definitely an ego boost. The rest of the evening improved and they found out they actually enjoyed each others' company. When Owen mentioned the new gaming system he just installed, Ianto's eyes lit up, "I haven't done something like that since university."

"Then why don't you come over tomorrow and we'll try it out?"

Ianto smiled while he answered, "Alright, but you better have good beer because I'm not drinking that shite you keep at the Hub."

"For you? Only the best." Owen was wondering how he was going to get Ianto back to his flat, but he never imagined it would be with promises of video games and beer.

While walking back to Ianto's flat, Owen tried to casually place his hand on the young man's back. Since he had never actually dated a man before, he wasn't quite sure what the proper etiquette was. Ianto didn't really seem to mind, so Owen drew him in closer and slid his hand to his lower back. Inwardly, Ianto was wondering just what Owen was up to so he let him go on; however, when Owen's hand ended up on his arse, he pulled away, commenting, "I had no idea you were so handsy."

Owen smiled, enjoying the thrill of testing the boundaries of his new partner. Once at the door, Owen caught Ianto off guard with a deep kiss and grope, which he pulled away from before Ianto could stop him. The flushed surprise on the young man's face was worth the risk of a punch to the jaw. That night Owen jerked off with images of Ianto's lustful eyes and memories of his sweet moans. He still could hardly believe that he was so completely aroused by a man that only a few weeks ago, he despised. Some part of him was actually glad that Jack was gone so he had a chance to find out who Ianto really was without the overpowering presence of Captain Harkness consuming him.

The two had spent every night that week either drinking, watching movies, or playing video games. They hadn't actually had sex but there was some clumsy flirting and brief make out sessions. Once Saturday night came around, they were both back at the club and Owen was watching carefully for the perfect match for Ianto. After returning from the bar to get a drink, Owen noticed Ianto chatting with a man. The man was good looking enough but was several inches shorter than Ianto and Owen knew he needed someone as tall or taller.

Owen easily drove him away with a derogatory comment about his shoes that was offensive enough to imply he was not only broke but suffering from a vision deficiency. Ianto could only mouth an apology to the man and elbow the doctor in the ribs. The next man that approached was tall enough but Owen immediately dismissed for being a ginger. He never liked gingers and didn't want Ianto mixed up with one. Later on, Ianto was intimately chatting with a striking blond that Owen began to think would be a good match; however, there was something off in the way he was touching the young man.

Owen went over and placed his arm possessively around Ianto waist and led him away with a cocky, "Sorry mate, he's taken."

Understandably, Ianto was furious. He pulled Owen aside and asked fiercely, "What is wrong with you? You have been scaring away men all night."

Owen countered with, "He was a biter."

"Pardon?" Ianto replied with a raised eyebrow.

"He was a biter. I could tell by the way he was looking at you. You would've ended up with marks and bruises everywhere. Trust me: I know the type."

Ianto rolled his eyes at Owen and started to ask what was really bothering him, when they were approached by a particularly gorgeous man. He put his hand to Owen's back and smiled warmly, "Owen, it's good to see you again. Who's your friend?"

Owen returned the warm greeting, "David, it is good to see you. This is my friend, Ianto." Owen was excited; his pull from a couple weeks before had been a great lay and would be perfect for Ianto. Plus, the two of them seemed to hit it off right away. It didn't take long before Owen had them both back at his flat.

Almost as soon as they entered through the front door, Ianto and Owen launched themselves onto their guest. While Ianto took off his t-shirt and began sucking at his nipples, Owen worked on unbuttoning his pants and getting him to a full erection. They pushed the suddenly naked man onto the sofa while licking and kissing him passionately. Eventually both Ianto and Owen ended up on their knees in front of him. While Owen ran his tongue along the length of his cock and the head, Ianto sucked his balls eliciting intense moans of pleasure from David.

With both of them pleasuring him at once, the usually long lasting man came quickly squirting into Owen's mouth. Upon seeing Owen looking so submissive and wanton, Ianto's pulse quickened and he drew Owen into a deep, wet kiss pushing the come between their mouths. David moaned again and threw his head back, "You two are not playing fair."

He then stood and went over to the kitchen to begin rooting through the fridge. Taking out a beer and downing a big swallow, he looked over at the two men still kissing and told them, "Alright, both of you get your kits off and get on the bed. I want to take my time with each of you."

An hour later, David had Ianto lying on his back with Owen facing him, their chests pressed together. He was thrusting deep inside of Owen and had a vibrator inside of Ianto, turned on to the highest setting. Both men were writhing and trembling beneath him calling out each others' names. The man could tell there was something between the two: a strong attraction fueled by a deep emotional connection. He decided he wanted to push their boundaries so he removed the vibrator from Ianto who produced a disappointed groan. He then took a hold of Owen's cock and lined it up with Ianto's entrance. Pushing his own hips forward, he guided Owen inside of Ianto and began fucking them both at the same time.

The sensation of being inside Ianto and having someone buried within himself at the same time was almost too much for Owen. He locked his gaze with Ianto's searing blue eyes and, between breaths, told him, "You look beautiful."

Ianto answered back, "So do you."

Soon all three men had come and David pulled out allowing Owen to collapse onto the bed next to Ianto. When they awoke, it was nearly morning and their guest was long gone, having been considerate enough to clean both of them. Owen moaned and went back to sleep but Ianto laid there watching the doctor. He was surprised at just how young Owen looked when he was sleeping and how fond he had become of him in just a matter of weeks.

Eventually he did get up and went to make coffee. While the machine was brewing, he found his discarded blue jeans and checked for messages. There was a picture message from David that he must have taken after they had fallen asleep. It was of Owen and he wrapped in each others' arms, still glistening with sweat and come, looking content and serene. The text from David made Ianto blush. It read: you two make a cute couple.