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Chapter Two
Twos Company
A cushion flew across the room, then another, followed by a copy of last month's 'Men and Health' magazine.
"Well, it's not here!" The Welsh grumble rolled from the living space over into the kitchen area "Are you sure you haven't touched it?"
"Positive! Did you have it when you came in last night? You seemed pretty out of it!"
"Yes, I'm sure I did! and for the record …. I wasn't that bad!"
Another magazine was launched from the couch sending a table lamp flying.
"You were back very late last night and you were wasted!"
"Hmmm… ok maybe …. but only a little bit!" he felt down between the side of the couch and the seating but came back with nothing
"You had a good night then!"
This comment reminded Ianto why he was out enjoying himself in the first place and suddenly his evening didn't seem half as interesting any more. "More importantly how did yours go?"
"You want details?"
"Mmmm …. all of them! ….did you tell them it's your birthday
today?"
"Of course!"
"and did you tell them how old you are today?"
"I did!"
"and they still wanted to fuck you?"
"Every single last one of them! …. you cheeky bastard!"
Ianto turned around to face him
"and how many of them did actually fuck you?"
A smug smile swept across his face and reached from ear to ear
"Every single one of them!"
Ianto leaned in closer
"How many?"
"Don't get too excited, not that many really …..only six " he looked crest-fallen "In the end I only fancied six of them!"
An exited purr rumbled in Iantos throat and he began to bite his way along his jaw-line "Should I be worried?"
"Do you mean were they better than you or do you mean was I careful?"
"Both"
"I was careful, of course, and as for your other concern don't expect me to flatter your ego on my birthday!"
He laughed quietly and ran a finger down the middle of his chest "Did they … hurt you?"
"A bit… but nothing like you do!"
"So I'm still your favourite boy then?"
"Always!" The confirmation was whispered and sealed with a soft lingering kiss.
"Anyway …. your turn!" Jason leaned on to the back of the kitchen surround "What exactly did you get up to last night that kept you out 'til three in the morning? and I thought you promised me no more getting stoned!"
"I wasn't that bad!"
"You can't remember what you did with your phone!"
"I don't need to be stoned for that to happen!"
"So where did you end up?"
"Well, we started at the club"
"Now there's a surprise!"
"Actually, it's ages since I've dropped in ….. it made a change! ….. and then we went back to Stefs for a bit of a celebration"
"What were you celebrating?"
"Can't remember" he realised just how bad this must be sounding and grinned.
"You're not helping your cause here!"
"Well, I remember these students turning up after midnight!
"Any hot ones?"
"There was as it happens …. had trouble understanding them though!"
"How stoned were you, exactly?"
"I wasn't! … it was only a bit of blow! ….They were foreign students! …..sort of …..er…." he was struggling with how to describe his predicament "oh, you know what I mean! …..broken English and all that shit!….though I'm sure I remember one of them telling me to open wide at one point!" he gave it some more thought "Of course that might not have been what he said at all!"
"Did you get laid? Should it be me getting worried?"
"Nah! I remember this hot young French guy coming on to me …. But Stef dragged him away before anything happened… then I seem to recall sitting on a couch wanking while I watched Stef get his butt rimmed by the same guy."
"So that was your evening?"
"That and falling asleep on the couch until two in the morning then freezing my bollocks off as I walked home!"
"That could explain why you look like shit this morning!"
"Gee…. Thanks!"
"I hope you're going to be alright for later! Not quite the party animal that you used to be, are you!"
"Well let's think about it! You are thirty years old and you get fucked by six different guys….. I, on the other hand, am twenty five … I have a wank and then I fall asleep on the couch …. My life is officially over!"
"and you've lost your mobile!"
"and I've lost my mobile!"
He bent down to start pulling up the seating from the couch. Jason sighed his frustration
"Look, why don't you stop throwing things and start looking properly instead!"
"I am looking!" he lifted his hands in to the air as if to say ' what do you think I'm doing?'.
"Yan, come here! …. come on, sit down for a minute!" He was pulled down onto the couch and a pair of defined muscular arms enveloped him in a comforting hug.
A noisy kiss was smacked onto his forehead and he was told "You are far too grumpy the morning after the night before!"
"I know …. I'm sorry!"
"and it's my birthday!"
"and it's your birthday!...I'm sorry Jase. ….. I'm a selfish twat aren't I!"
"I'd say you were highly strung and vulnerable more than selfish…. but you're still making it up to me later!"
"Oh, ain't that the truth!" he waggled his brows in mischief.
"Right, the mystery of your mobile! We can at least find out if you brought it home with you last night! … hold on!"
As his toned and fit body stretched out over the edge of the couch his fingers inched their way into the front pocket of pair of delightfully snug fitting denims. Ianto gazed down appreciating the view.
Pulling free his mobile he pressed down on to one button, then another.
A buzzing vibrated against the mantle shelf then a second later a network ringtone sounded out around the room.
Iantos grin was accompanied by an admission of "Oh, yeah! I remember putting it up there now!"
"Ianto Jones! Whatever am I going to do with you?" he lifted his chin with one finger.
"Well, it is your birthday so I suppose I should say 'whatever you like' should't I !"
"Yes, yes you should! and believe me after the celebrations later I am indeed going to do just what I want with you!"
The Welsh grin was infectious and they both sat smiling teasingly at each other until neither could resist any longer.
The kiss, as always, began as nothing more than comforting. The brushing together of lips could be misread as loving …. nothing too demanding or needy just a melding together of soft mouths.
It was only as those same mouths opened and a soft moan escaped from both men that they realised that if they were ever going to get anything else done today they needed to stop ….. right now!
Ianto pulled back with a gasp "You said after the celebration, remember!"
The only reply he got was a lust filled grin.
"Ok!" he stood up from the couch "I'm just going to go over there and get my phone and you…" he pecked him on the lips "are going to put those wicked thoughts back in to their box until much later!"
With that he stood and crossed to the mantle.
Feeling between the birthday cards he found his mobile hidden inside a card that read 'To A Wonderful Son'.
"What's the panic for anyway? We've got hours before the party!" Jason rose from the couch to make his way toward the opening that led into the kitchen area and Ianto watched as his muscles strained against the fabric of his clothing.
"I've still got a few things to do for tonight" He resisted the urge to throw him back down on to the couch and strip him completely naked "the food's been arranged and Dan's promised to bring his decks with him … but there's still the drink to pick up and ….then there is, of course, the little matter of your other birthday present to attend to!"
He looked down at his first gift, a heavy silver bracelet that he'd not so subtly pointed out when they'd passed the jewellers a month or so ago and an excited grin beamed across the kitchen worktops.
Ianto waved a 'you'll have to wait 'til later!' finger at him.
He pouted and picking up a triangle of cold toast took a bite out of one corner.
"How many do you think are coming tonight?" Ianto walked through to join him.
"Not quite sure" he chewed slowly and deliberately "might have inadvertently invited a few more last night!"
"Mmm, me too!" he leaned forward and tried to take a bite of the piece of toast.
Jason pulled the piece of bread out of his reach and took another bite of it himself. A small whine escaped from the Welshmans lips and with an amused "awwww!" he pecked a kiss to the end of his button nose and made to eat what remained of the toast.
On seeing his pained expression he nipped the piece of bread between his front teeth and fed it to him, claiming his lips at the same time.
As they tried not to laugh and kissed around the piece of toast a strange warm and fuzzy feeling rose up from the middle of Iantos chest and settled in to a fluttering sensation behind his eyelids.
Jason, completely unaware of the other mans' struggle with this new sensation pulled the toast away from his mouth and let it drop on to the floor before diving back in to deepen the kiss.
Wrapping his arms around the older man Ianto pulled him closer, the warm feeling was spreading further and the tight aching inside his chest became stronger. He moaned as Jason raked long fingers through his hair and began to trace circles on his back with his other hand.
This felt ….. nice! He let himself sink further into the sensations ….. his mind was in a daze …why had he never felt like this before? They'd shared numerous kisses several times a day! Why did this kiss feel different? He certainly wasn't doing anything different to normal. He considered for a moment that maybe he was still doped up ….. it could really be the only logical explanation!
As Jason pulled back from him he leaned forward desperate for the feel of his lips again.
"Wow!" so …. Jason had experienced something different as well had he?
"Yeah!" he gasped to catch his breath and gave his head a shake "That was …..er … different!"
"I wish you'd been there last night!" Jason, suddenly feeling melancholic let the fingers of one hand brush lightly down across his left cheek.
"I'm still your favourite then?"
He wrapped his arms around his waist pulled him in close "Nobody will ever fuck me like you do ….. you know that!"
"Yeah, I know that!"
Jason jabbed him in the ribs and he stepped back with a yelp
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They turned their attentions to the next task on their agenda i.e. clearing the kitchen and in Iantos case rearranging the furnishing in the living room!
He bent down to pick up the first cushion and heard an exclamation of
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot! … ….. about tonight"
"What about it?"
He bent down to pick up yet another cushion then looked up at Jason expecting to hear the usual ' don't wear this' or 'don't wear that' or the even more common command of ' make sure you remember to close the bathroom door when you take a piss!' but instead he was assaulted with
"I've invited Joe!"
Without saying a word he made his way out of the room and in one swift move snatched his jacket off of the hall stand and opened the front door.
As he stepped out in to the street he could hear his name being called repeatedly from inside the apartment.
Taking shallow breaths in an attempt to quell the clenching in his chest he chose to ignore the pleas for his return and strode purposefully off in the direction of the town centre.
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tbc
