Weta 4

Angst and squicky sex

And the name becomes clear.

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Jack waited until he was through the door of his office before starting to cry. Instinctively he turned towards Ianto then caught himself and turned away. Hell, he was a mess. Floods of tears at one end with his head exploding in pain and a raging erection and overdose of lust at the other. Fucking alien bug egg. It wasn't fair. He'd been having a good day.

His body chose that moment to dissolve into a violent bout of shivering and he had no choice but to accept Ianto's support again. God he wanted to ram into him, fuck him. But he couldn't, he couldn't. He thought of Carys and her victims, sad little piles of dust. He couldn't. Didn't know that would happen here, didn't know anything. Couldn't risk it. He tore away and threw himself down the hatch.

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Ianto sat on the ratty old sofa near Jack's bed watching him writhe in distress. He was sicker than he had been when he'd come out of the shower, he was sure of it. The panadol had helped for a while, he had even managed to sleep a little. But then Jack had roused delirious with fever and in torment from his sexual arousal. He was thrashing on the bed, his arms thrown wide, hands tangled in the sheet, conscious enough to try to keep from touching himself which was all he wanted to do. His hips thrust into his sheet, trying to get contact or some sort of purchase across his erection.

Ianto keyed his Bluetooth headset. 'Owen, Jack's not good. Are you getting anywhere yet? Can't you just take it out of him?'

'Getting there yes,' Owen said testily. 'Answer to the other is still N.O. just like it was the other sixteen times you've asked, for the same reason as always. We don't know what is likely to happen when we do remove it.'

'For fuck sake Owen. This isn't the movies and we're not on a space ship and it is unlikely to cause anything to dissolve. Surely we can just remove it and keep it secure. It's just another alien. Shove it in a jar of ethanol, dissect it later at your leisure.'

'Not yet.' Owen hung up.

'Yan?' Jack called from the bed. He was panting, distressed.

'What is it sweetheart?'

Jack's eyes were bright with fever. 'Let me do it. Please. I can't stand this. I'd come so quickly.' His hands drifted towards his crotch but he caught himself and buried them back in the sheet. 'Please.'

Ianto was feeling nearly as conflicted himself. Jack distressed made him distressed. Jack aroused… well. 'Don't touch. We don't know what will happen.'

Jack moaned. 'Need to come.' He tossed his head. 'Let me do it on my own. God please. You go out of the room. Can't kill me.'

'But it might do God knows what else.' Cautiously Ianto sat down by Jack's pillow and reached out to stroke his sweaty hair. 'It will be all right sweetheart. Owen says they're getting somewhere in finding out what it is.' Jack's eyes closed and he gave a little sigh as Ianto touched him. He was so hot. 'How's your head?'

'Bad.'

'Poor love.'

'God. Got to come.' His hips were bucking up.

'Shh. Shh.' Ianto wanted nothing more than to throw himself across him and hold him still. He wanted to hold his hand. He was afraid to do even that. Instead he held his head and rubbed circles on his temples. It seemed to help. Jack calmed a little although his breathing sounded like he was having an end stage panic attack.

'Do you want some water?' He must be getting dehydrated by now.

Jack shook his head then nodded. 'Please.'

'Okay.' He was filling the glass in the bathroom when he realised that Jack, stark naked had flung himself out of bed and was heading up the ladder. 'Jack. No!'

Ianto had been charged with ensuring Jack's safety, for containing the alien that was inside him and making sure it didn't get a chance to do any damage to anyone anywhere else. In retrospect what he did probably wasn't the brightest thing to do but it seemed right at the time. He leapt after him, grabbed a retreating ankle and pulled. The next minute he was on the floor with his arms full of hot naked wild animal. Jack's eyes were frightening. The pupils were narrowed to mere pin pricks and there wasn't an inch of Jack showing in them. Why the hell had he left the gun over there on the sofa? Ianto felt a rush of fear.

He held on. His only chance was that Jack was weak from his fever.

All that sweat had also made him slippery.

He wrestled with Jack trying to get a hold that would allow him to gain control, the whole time trying to ignore the feeling of Jack's engorged cock pressing against him, for even if he wasn't aware of what he was doing he was still Jack and Ianto's body responded to Jack.

Ianto felt a rush of lust.

Jack snarled and lunged at him cracking his head against the floor. Momentarily stunned he let go and realised as he was flipped over that there was nothing weak about Jack now. A knee crashed into his back forcing him into the floor and removing the air from his lungs as the back of his pants was yanked down. Ianto had dressed in track pants after his shower and Jack simply grabbed the elastic and pulled. He was stopped from pulling the pants down completely because the front was snagged on Ianto's erection. It didn't worry Jack, he had all the access he needed.

Even as he fought against him Ianto's body was giving in. Jack pressed an arm across his back, holding him down as he settled between his legs. Ianto knew what was coming, felt the cock at his arse and with only sweat for lube knew it was going to hurt. And he wanted it. God damn him for a dirty slut but he liked it rough and this was fantastic.

And if he might die, a corner of his brain asked?

No, it wasn't going to happen. This was an insect pressing on Jack's nerves. It wasn't a pink cloud.

Ohhh God! He was SO hot. He rocked back to meet him as Jack flung himself into him propelled by his full body weight. He couldn't possibly die from this, it just felt like it. Teeth sank into the fleshy pad at the back of his neck and he bucked and struggled. He shouted, fighting the sizzling hot body on top of him and welcoming the searing intrusion all at the same time. I'm fucking the devil he thought hazily.

Jack's thrusts rocked his whole body, grinding him against the ancient linoleum floor, and Ianto matched him even as he fought against having his face rammed into the wall. Flat on his stomach, his own penis rubbed against the floor trapped tight in his stretched underwear. Snarling and biting Jack held him down and fucked him hard. He gave great savage strokes and it was actually over in moments.

Jack's movements became more frantic, the rocking more intense and Ianto on the verge of dissolving felt momentary panic, what if he died, but it was too much, too good, and Jack bucked and his teeth tore at his neck and his cock hit just right and Ianto's balls lifted and thrashing and crying and frightened he came…

Above him Jack jerked.

And screamed.

And collapsed.

Ianto knew how Jack behaved during orgasm, and that wasn't it.

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Ianto fought to catch his panicky breath, pull his eyes open, respond to the world even as a most extraordinary aftershock raced through him. Owen dropped down beside him followed by Gwen, God how embarrassing, and Jack's hot body was ripped away from him. The world was cold. Scuttling for the wall he fought to get his pants back up, mortified at the situation even as the others turned Jack's now limp body over and felt for his pulse.

'Heart attack,' Owen said, sitting back. Ianto gazed at him in disgust; the little shit had an erection. 'Well I think that confirms our thinking.'

'Which is?' Ianto asked trying not to sound breathless. God his abs were still contracting.

'We think it wants him dead,' Gwen said. 'But it's chosen the wrong host.'

'So I wasn't at risk?'

'We didn't think so,' Owen said. 'Not a hundred percent. We couldn't shoot him though because we would have hit you. We had to wait and see. Sorry.' He gave a leer. 'Why didn't you shoot him?'

Ianto glared at him and shuffled over. He was very sticky. 'How long were you there?' he asked as he collected Jack's dead body in his arms for the second time that day.

'Most of it,' Gwen told him. 'You had your Bluetooth on. We came when you called out.' She waggled her eyebrows at him. 'That was really hot.' Then she had the grace to blush.

'What the hell were you thinking Teaboy? Oh sorry, you can't think when Jack's naked can you.'

And that was just so close to the truth that Ianto wanted to beat him to a pulp. He was saved from destroying their working relationship by Jack jerking, then gasping in his arms. His eyes flew open and to everyone's relief he was back. His gaze swept around the group and gained a comical look of panicked embarrassment when he remembered what had just happened. Then he looked up at Ianto with an expression of pure relief. 'You were supposed to shoot me,' he accused.

'I didn't have time.' Ianto was getting sick of this.

Jack looked like he was going to shout at him. Ianto dropped him, leapt up and gave him a shove. 'You try holding down a sex enraged, alien infested naked man long enough to get hold of your gun and shoot him.' He stood looking down at Jack breathing hard. He stuck his foot on his chest and pressed. He knew he had actually diced with death, that things might have turned out quite differently and that if Jack hadn't been the person he was he would be dead. 'Dammit Jack! Why does everything to do with you have to be so bloody hard?'

'Hard huh?' Jack was laughing!

The next minute Ianto's foot was wrenched out from under him and he was crashing down into Jack's arms. Jack held him tight while he fought him enraged. How dare he? He'd been so frightened, so… oh god help him, so aroused. Embarrassed. Full blown rough sex in front of Owen and Gwen and he'd been gagging for it. Fighting dirty he got an elbow in Jack's guts and when he doubled over brought his head up under his chin knocking him reeling. He scrambled away panting. 'Next time Jack, you're going in the cells. I am not babysitting you again. I don't care if you implode with sexual tension. ' His anger evaporated with the adrenaline. Owen and Gwen were laughing. Ianto felt his own mouth twitch. 'Wonder if you'd enjoy shagging Janet?' He dissolved with mirth. Jack joined in. He crawled over to Ianto and the two of them held each other, laughing hysterically together.

All four of them slowly came back to earth, hiccoughing slightly. 'You two are amazing,' Gwen said. 'You deserve each other.'

Jack and Ianto smiled at each other. 'How are you Jack?' Ianto asked. 'Your temperature's dropped.'

Jack gave a great smile. 'I feel fine.'

'Oh of course you do,' Owen groused. 'You always bounce back completely cured of whatever killed you. The trouble is, you still have an alien egg inside of you and it wants you dead. It's going to have another go at killing you soon. Don't know if it will be by sexual exertion again, it might have another trick up its sleeve.'

Jack put his head on one side and gave him a look.

'Plus, your body is going to be recognising the alien presence again and will produce an immune response and fever. Again.'

'Oh thank you Owen.' Jack looked at him with distaste. 'I had actually worked that out for myself. I know what's coming. I was just enjoying this period of respite.' He grinned at Ianto. 'I should have done that much earlier.' He stood up shakily. 'Why don't we make the most of this time and you can update me on what you've learnt. Why does it want me dead?' He gestured up the ladder. 'After you.'

'Ah Jack,' Gwen said. 'You might want to put some clothes on.' She started up the ladder. 'I do enjoy the view but it is a little distracting.' She wrinkled her nose. 'Actually you could both probably do with a shower.' She headed up the ladder. 'We'll see you in a bit.'

When they'd gone Jack pulled Ianto into a hug. 'Are you all right? Did I hurt you?'

'Oh, I'll be finding fresh bruises for days I imagine.' He smiled at him. 'That was absolutely fantastic.'

Jack grimaced.

'What?'

'That frisson of death added a little spice to it?'

'Well yes,' Ianto admitted, 'but I didn't seriously believe I could die.' He gave a wry grin. 'Not really.'

'You took one hell of a risk.'

Jack turned the shower on and they showered together. For all that Jack had told Owen he felt good he actually didn't. He was weak, very shaky and sick. Ianto could tell. It was hardly surprising, he had died twice today. He didn't want to let him go. 'I'm sorry Jack.'

Jack pulled the towel off his head and looked at him. 'You're sorry? Why? What for?'

'I didn't protect you. You were so ill; I shouldn't have expected you to control yourself like that. I should have restrained you so you could rest without harming yourself.'

Jack shrugged. 'No real harm done is there?' He pressed his hands into his temples. The pain was coming back. 'Retrospect is a fine thing.' He shrugged into his clothing. 'Come on, let's go hear what they've got to say. I'm starting to go down again, I can feel it. Hopefully they've gotten over their excitement.'

Ianto snorted. 'Owen had a hard on,' he sniggered as he followed Jack up the ladder. 'And Gwen was creaming herself… Jack?' Jack came to a dead stop doubled over in the doorway. 'Jack?' He put a hand on his shoulder as he made a strangled breathy noise. 'Owen!' Ianto shouted. He stuck his head out the door and screamed, 'Owen!'

Jack had his fists thrust into his abdomen. He looked up at him with a look of horror, his face deathly white. Owen, Gwen and Tosh arrived. 'What is it?' Owen asked. 'Jack what's happening?'

'It just moved inside of me,' Jack growled. 'I could feel it moving. That is so disgusting.'

'Come on,' Owen said flinging Jack's arm over his shoulder. 'Let's get you downstairs and look you over.'

Jack moaned and jerked, rolling his pelvis. 'Oh god Owen, get it out.' He was beating at his lower belly with his fists, panicking. Ianto took his other side and they hustled him down to the autopsy bay.

'Jack, calm down.' Owen heaved him up onto the trolley again. 'It's probably getting agitated because you are.'

'Do you hear that Jack?' Ianto asked. 'You need to calm down. You're making it worse.'

'It's disgusting.'

'I imagine it's a lot like pregnancy really,' Owen muttered just a bit too innocently.

'No,' Jack shot back. 'Nothing like.'

Ianto looked at Owen's smirk and felt such a rush of rage that the world went red. If they didn't need him so badly…

'Children,' Tosh's voice cut in. 'I know what this is.' She looked at Jack and smiled. 'You were supposed to die.'

She had everyone's full attention. 'It's a weta. I mean, I don't know what its name is on its world but the equivalent thing here is called a weta. It's a parasite that supposedly kills its host then when the egg hatches it has a nice half decayed corpse to eat. Probably nice and warm too.'

'Are you saying we have these things on earth?' Gwen asked. 'I've never heard of them?'

'Have you seen King Kong,' Tosh asked.

'You and your bloody movies,' Owen muttered.

'Er yes,' said Gwen, 'so what? It's fiction.'

Tosh brought up a still shot from the movie on Owen's computer. She pointed to the giant insect on the screen. The scene was from the ravine on Skull Island when the men were searching for the heroine. It did look like the thing that had attacked Jack. 'But it's fiction,' Gwen insisted.

'Yes,' Tosh agreed. 'Yes it is. But Peter Jackson based them on a real insect from his home country of New Zealand.'

'There is no way things like that are running around New Zealand,' Ianto said emphatically.

'Well yes there are. They're just a lot smaller.'

'How much smaller?' Gwen asked.

'They are actually the biggest insects in the world.'

'What size?'

'Mouse size,' Tosh admitted.

'Eww,' Gwen grimaced. 'That is still a pretty big bug.'

Owen rolled his eyes. 'So all of this is interesting but totally irrelevant. Yeah?'

'No. Not quite.' Tosh ignored Gwen. She brought up a map of New Zealand. 'There is a minor rift anomaly in the west of the South Island of New Zealand.' She pointed. 'It is a remote mainly forested wilderness so unusual happenings there don't tend to get noticed as much as they do here. However sometimes they do get recorded and when I cross referenced them, things that come through there tend to be from the Hawaiiki galaxies. And when I went looking for insectoids from the Hawaiiki galaxies…' A picture of their creature appeared on the screen. 'Voila.'

Even Owen grinned. 'And,' Tosh said, 'unlike the little herbivorous versions that run around New Zealand our baby is omnivorous and likes feeding on carrion at birth.'

'And that's why,' Gwen guessed, 'it has been mucking with Jack's chemistry. It's been trying to get him to die.'

'And it has actually succeeded twice today,' Ianto reminded them.

'So, now we know what it is,' Jack asked anxiously, 'doesn't that mean we know it is safe to remove it?'

'Tosh?' Owen asked.

'Yes,' she said. 'I don't see why not.'

'Good. Then do it.'

'How long does the egg take to come to gestation anyway?' Owen wanted to know.

Tosh scrolled through some data. 'I don't know. It doesn't seem to be recorded anywhere.'

'I don't suppose,' Owen sent a searching look at Jack, 'that you would consider leaving it to grow for a while. To see what it does. I'd quite like to keep it.'

Jack gave him a look of total fury. 'Are you out of your fucking mind!' Ianto had to grab him and hold him back on the gurney. 'Get this egg, this thing, out of me Owen Harper or I swear I will rip it out with my fingernails and implant it in your arse!'

Owen gave an uncomfortable twitch. 'Yeah, well,' he said, maintaining his bluster. 'It was just a suggestion.'

Owen changed back into professional mode. 'Tosh, have a look in the protocols folder will you. There should be a list in there on how to prepare this room for surgery.' He turned to Jack. 'It will take a little while. The whole place will need to be scrubbed' he rolled the word across his tongue, 'and disinfected. Tosh and Gwen can get on with that.' Gwen rolled her eyes behind his back. 'I'm going to put in an IV line and get you ready. Okay? We'll do another scan too, see if anything's changed.'