3
Ianto was tired.
No exhausted.
Jack had hurried them back to the room as quietly as possible and Ianto was so glad to find a bed waiting for them.
Jack swept the rose petals off and helped Ianto lay down, ignoring the soft cry of pain as he manoeuvred the shoe off the swollen foot.
"Shit, we should have removed the shoe before it swelled so much" Jack said as he tried not to hurt him.
"They wanted full body shots, I had to …ahhhhhhh….keep it on ….oh god. Cut it off or something, I don't give a damn just get it off!" Ianto begged and Jack grunted as he flew back, landing on the carpet with a thud.
"Are you OK?" Ianto asked with horror, then relaxed as he heard the soft laughter coming for the floor.
"Seriously?" Ianto huffed as his own amusement betrayed him.
"Tosh seems like a good friend, was she Lisa's?" Jack asked as he remembered Ianto's mate's name and Ianto smiled softly.
"She and Lisa were roommates at the academy" he sighed and Jack looked up with surprise.
"Really? Academy? What specialty?" he asked with genuine interest.
"Lisa was a chemist, Tosh is a computer genius, a real tech nerd" Ianto laughed softly, "I was an analyst. I never thought I would see action, was not supposed to but the convoy taking me and Lisa to a new outpost was attacked and we picked up weapons like the rest of them, after that we just fell into line. Lisa was a warrior, a natural fighter and I was just relieved that I seemed to shoot straight."
Jack laughed as he lay next to Ianto on the bed, "Do you always hide like that?"
"Like what" Ianto slurred as he tried to drift off.
"Put you self down and act like you can't' do things so people don't suspect you actually can?" Jack asked and Ianto snorted.
"Aren't you perceptive" Ianto said soberly.
"My job to notice things" Jack said softly, "I'm a detective now."
Now.
Ianto noted that.
"Jack? Do you still have your shoes on?" Ianto asked, realising he hadn't heard them thud on the floor and his answering snore had Ianto sighing, then laughing softly as he sat up and felt down the man's legs to remove his shoes for him, ignoring the bite as he moved his ankle.
Ianto woke as the bed moved and for a strange moment he thought it was Lisa reaching for the alarm, then he remembered she had been gone almost two years and he swallowed as he struggled to wake up.
Jack.
Right.
Ianto turned his head and he could see the silhouette of his new mate as he stood between their darkened room and the brightly lit bathroom.
A nice waist, tall like him and ….oh my.
Ianto felt himself hold his breath as Jack turned side on to grab something and the light of the bathroom behind him let Ianto see the shape of his arse and ….oh my.
Ianto swallowed again as he wondered if that was Jack's dick or his arm and the thought of a third arm had him giggling as he rolled to hide it in his pillow, chastising himself as Jack could not possibly be naked as they had just been asleep.
"What's so funny?" Jack asked.
"Sorry" Ianto hiccupped, "I just …I can see your outline and …you have a nice arse."
Jack grinned as he looked at Ianto writhing on the bed and slapped his arse cheek, making it 'snap' with the skin to skin contact.
Ianto sat up with shock, "Are you naked?"
"Always sleep naked" Jack said absently as he primed his toothbrush, "Like the freedom. Must have pulled them off in my sleep, did you do my shoes?"
"What makes you think I did your shoes?" Ianto asked as he tried to get his head around the fact that it was not an arm or hand, Jack was well hung.
Just like him.
"I wake up with my trousers stuck on my feet when my shoes are on" Jack explained, "Only thing sleep-me hasn't mastered."
Ianto hummed softly instead of answering and swung his foot gingerly over the edge of the bed, moaning as it touched the floor. He tired to put weight on it and thought again, sighing as he felt around for the crutches and swore as he remembered that they were across the room.
"OI 'ANG ON" Jack growled around his toothbrush as he walked over and retrieved them, handing them over to a grateful mate and Ianto's smile was dangerously close to kissable.
Shit.
Jack remembered the toothbrush and ran to remove it and rinse, chastising himself for being a slob in front of …oh yeah.
Blind.
Jack pulled on a robe to hide his growing attraction and returned to find Ianto standing with his trousers pooled around his feet as he bent to go though his suitcase full of carefully folded clothes on the chair.
Ah shit on a hotplate.
His arse was so pert you could bounce a credit off it.
Jack swallowed compulsively.
