Chapter 2

I really apologise for that damn thing called life getting in the way :/

I was shocked to hear his voice so sure and sober in the morning but for him to say that was a bit of a shock. I flinched when he kissed me at first, thinking about Jack or Lisa or Katie or Diane or any random reason to not be doing this but then his tongue trailed along my bottom lip and I couldn't help but to fall for him- hoping that he was ready to catch me. I put a hand on his waist and scooted closer to his body, kissing him with all of the sense that I had left. A strong metallic sound rang out in the little room followed by a soft hum of a vibration.

Ianto pulled away for a second, "I should get that." he said hurriedly turning to his phone and looking at the message on his screen. He sighed and placed the phone back on the bedside table before turning back to me and pressing his lips on to mine again.

"Wow, wait, who was it?" I said as his lips trailed off to latch on to my ear.

"Only Gwen." Ianto replied into my neck, his hands travelling lower impatiently.

"Who did you want it to be Ianto?" I removed his lips from my neck and pushed him away softly.

"No one." His voice hitched as he spoke and he looked down to avoid my gaze.

I pushed off of the bed and grabbed the pile of clothes on the floor, pulling the trousers on and walking into the living room, pulling on last night's shirt. I tried to ignore the pain in my chest and got to the front door before Ianto caught up.

"I'm sorry, I wanted him to be back." He whispered grabbing onto my arm, I turned to face him seeing his eyes water as I looked into his tired eyes. "You can't tell me that there wasn't any anonymous shags when Diane left?"

"I don't want to be your anonymous shag, Ianto, you mean more to me than that."

"You mean more than that to me too, Owen- please another shot? We'd be good for eachother." Ianto whispered putting his arms around my neck and locking me in position. "Besides I could make it up to you?" He ground his hips into my own and I shuddered before any rational thoughts came to mind.

"Let's just talk." I said putting an arm around his waist and leading him to the little couch. I sat down and let his head rest on my chest. He was so beautiful, a contrast of black hair against his soft pale skin and ice cold blue eyes.

"What are you thinking?" He whispered running his fingers through my own, deep in thought himself. "Your heart's racing and you're so warm, you're nothing like him. You're so different, I..."

"I don't want to be compared to Jack." I felt his body flinch in my arms like he was wounded by the simple name and soothed his shoulders as his body went limp again. "Look at what he's done to Yan? He was a complete idiot for doing this to you, for leaving you and hurting you so badly. I would never do that to you. Never. If I ever had the chance to be with you, I would not waste it- at all. You're so special and I've never realised it so much before because you were his property, not you're own. I want you to be free of it- before we go any further." I felt my head try to catch up as the words spilled out of my mouth. I ran a hand through his easy, bed hair and smiled softly as the remnants of hair gel from the previous day make my hand slightly sticky.

"I'm not his anymore. He's gone and I don't need him anymore as long as I have you." Ianto said softly almost to himself.

"I'll be here. As long as you need me or put up with me." I said squeezing him tightly and kissing his head. "But I need to get home and showered before work. See you there?"

"Yeah, but hold on..." He grabbed onto my arm, pulling himself up to a standing position as I stood up too. He wrapped his arms around my neck cautiously and leaned in to kiss me. It was soft and sweet and gentle. Perfect.

"See you at work." I smiled walking out of the front door to his apartment.