4. Warm.

He was warm. It caressed him and cocooned him in luxurious laziness. He felt Jack's steady breath rising under his cheek as he lay on jack's chest and he opened his eyes to look up at Jack's unshaven dimpled chin. Ianto closed his eyes again and breathed in deep, the cloying sweetness and spicy warmth that was uniquely Jack overwhelming him. Ianto sighed and wondered what had woken him but not Jack who was the lighter sleeper of the two of them.

Still loose and sore from last night's coupling, Ianto was lax to move. Jack had been a little rough and Ianto had been a little scared at the noises he had made but he was slowly getting used to Jack's urgent thrusts.

Not grabbing and thrusting from behind in typical Harkness haste but frontal probing and urgent whimpers with gentle kisses peppering the show. Ianto wasn't sure about this new Jack but the introduction of the growing bump did make for new erogenous zones emerging.

Different from their previous sex, he knew this was something Jack needed to show as well as seek. His tears were also not uncommon in the bedchamber and this had been harder to accept. Jack's emotions were as crazy as his own. Bloody hormones.

Their limbs were sticky and entwined in the post sex positions of last night. Ianto had finished on top with shouted encouragement from a trapped and writhing Jack. His hands cradling Bump as he thrust into Ianto and their energy had shook the bed. Their laughter filling the room before Ianto had finally collapsed into his embrace as the shaking had given way to the growing after glow.

With a soft groan Ianto recognised that the growing complaints of his full bladder was the culprit and he began to extricate himself from Jack's embrace. Sheets wrapped around limbs, said limbs trapping others. Ianto gently slipped, wriggled and slid until he was kneeling beside the bed with Jack's hand still in his.

Jack felt the loss of his touch and grabbed for Ianto with a grunt as he slid from the bed. Ianto quickly made for the bathroom as he had learnt quickly that Jack hated to let him go and if he could reach him he would pull him back into the bed.

Ianto gave a groan of relief as he felt his bladder emptying and he barely felt Jack's presence until a warm bathrobe fell across his shoulders. With a sigh he lent back into Jack's welcoming arms. He liked this Jack. Softer, unsure of himself and more willing to let someone else be the hero. This Jack cared more, gave more and definitely showed more of himself. This was the Jack he had wanted. The Jack he had started to catch glimpses of in their final days together before Thames House.

Ianto was still unsure of Rex but watched Jack's reactions and saw that Jack was eager to give more ownership to Rex. Did this mean he was learning to take the time to smell the roses? Once upon a time he would have been suspicious that Jack was leaving again and setting Rex up to take over but he knew better now. Jack was invested in Earth and would stay. For him. For them.

"Careful babe, you're aims a little to the left," Jack laughed softly into his ear.

Ianto grunted and opened his eyes to fix his stream. Jack's hands slid to his stomach as he cupped the growing bulge. That Jack found him sexy like this was a revelation. As his bump grew so did their libido, both of them reaching for each other at least once in the dark before sleep claimed them each night. Jack's whispers of sexy and yummy were an aphrodisiac to Ianto's pregnancy hormones.

Jack spooning Ianto from behind with his hands firmly holding and protecting Bump felt right. Needed and correct. Both men now needed the other to form the basis of sleep.

When Ianto was occasionally woken in the dead of the night by Jack's lazy thrusting as their spooning had led to midnight delight with Jack greedily re-entering his sleeping partner, it seemed to lull him back to sleep with Jack's soft breath on his cheek and their gentle cries of release a wonderful lullaby.

Waking with Jack still inside him with a morning soldier standing to attention was also nice. Jack's hand stroking and pulling as Ianto felt the other guiding his leg out and up for better penetration. He barely seemed to wake anymore. His grunts of pleasure mixing with yawns and groans of awakening.

Nice. Jack waking to his exiting of the bed must have been a surprise. Wonder he didn't handcuff him for easier access. Ianto felt a grin forming and a giggle threatened to escape at the thought of being tied and wanton in Jack Harkness' bed. Mmmmmm. Definite possibilities.

Ianto finished and with a few flicks he announced his intention to move. As Jack's hand slid his aside Ianto sighed and relaxed further into Jack's arms. Ianto grabbed Jack's forearms and gave in, completely trusting him to hold him up. Still tender from last night's romp he enjoyed relinquishing power to someone he could trust like this. Jack's breath was punctuated with soft kisses to Ianto's neck and jaw line. One hand moved in slow soft circles around his growing bump. The hand that was slowly stoking his cock began to tighten around the base with each stroke and Ianto's sighs became soft moans. Jack's morning glory gently prodded his hip and he sighed with pleasure at this welcome display of lust. As his knees gave he felt Jack bend to grab him. Jack scooped him up and walked back to the bedroom.

"Oi!" Ianto yelped as he was dumped back into the bedding with Jack landing on top of him.

Jack laughed and found his mouth to apologise. Hands grabbed and hips rubbed until they were breathless and sweaty again.

The last few months had been hectic and frantic with barely time to think. The Hub needed re-organising although he did not disagree with the new specs and he was still annoyed that they needed a new hub at all. He knew deep down that was why he was only lukewarm to the new place. He missed the last connection he'd had to his lost friends. It was becoming harder to hide Bump and UNIT were eventually going to realise something was up with the contact they had to maintain during the rebuild. He wondered if Myfanwy had shown up and opened his mouth ask.

Ianto felt warmth against his groin as Jack lent his cheek against him then took him deep into his throat. All thoughts of UNIT or the dinosaur were lost and Ianto's groans of pleasure made Jack hum as Ianto's hips rose from the bed giving Jack a feeling of satisfaction in his lover's lust.

The lethargy Ianto had been feeling the last few days took a back seat to his increased libido and Jack was revelling in his lover's need for sexual satisfaction. Thinking back to all the refusals and quick grabs in the old hub Jack hummed again. Ianto's shout and increased grip in his hair was all the encouragement he needed to slide a finger in. He'd forgotten this side to male pregnancy, his own so far back that he barely recalled the bitter tears of loss. Not this time. This time he was going to win. Going to keep his family. Going to hold on tight.

Now Ianto was bucking and gasping so another finger was easy to add before yet another. As Ianto fucked himself on Jack's fingers Jack released his mouthful to look at his lovely Welshman's writhing body. They still had a lot to work out but the stilted conversations and difficult decisions were meaningless compared to this delight. As long as they could find this place, this moment everything else was gravy.

Ianto's whisper of his name brought Jack back to task and he slowly reclaimed his fingers. Ianto's whimper of regret filled Jack's gut with lust and he slipped into Ianto with the ease of a hand into a well-worn glove.

They moved to silent music only they both seemed to hear and their breathing synchronized along with their heartbeats. Jack felt the bump rubbing against him and a rush of love choked him as a sob threatened to escape. Last night's rough housing was nothing compared to this gentle coupling and Jack smiled as he stared in wonderment at his lover. No disputing they were a couple now, not if he could call this that. Coupling. Nice. Good. Right. So right. Mmmmmmmm. Jack's hum of pleasure was both internally and vocally applied.

Ianto's eyes flew open and Jack sank into their wet pools. Ianto was first to reach climax with his eyes widening before a whimper and toothy grin betrayed his impending orgasm. Jack loved that grin only for him, never seen outside of the bedroom.

"Yeah, baby. Come on" Jack whispered and Ianto obliged with Jack's name in his breathy cries.

Ianto had hated pet names but for some reason that term of endearment always made him come undone for Jack. Just for Jack, only Jack. Jack felt warm wetness and glanced down to see Ianto coming between them, his thick come coating their bump and his own orgasm washed over him.

Ianto lay trembling in the afterglow as Jack slid down the bed to lick him clean. His tongue slid around his stomach. Jack imagined his child aware of the loving that had just happened and feeling his tongue as soft caresses. Jack closed his eyes and hummed a soft lullaby as he nuzzled into the soft flesh that cocooned his growing child. My baby's having a baby.

Ianto's pants increased as Jack made him hard again with his attentions and Jack laughed gently as he felt the prodding against his cheek.

"Fuck Jack" Ianto groaned.

"Yeah babe, again? Yeah gladly" Jack laughed eager to oblige.

Ianto laughed and cupped Jack's face in his hands. Looking down at his partner he felt a lovely all encasing warmth. Yeah. Safe and warm.

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