Finally my muse let me get this written!

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No one was supposed to be there and John walked confidently through the office building. He'd give Jack a few more days to see reason. Their last 'face time' hadn't gone to well. A set back, but nothing he couldn't handle. The side job he took, would easily cure the boredom, till then.

Barely making a sound he slipped through a door. Startled, when the light flicked on. Looking up, he swore; as he was face to face with, the Torchwood Team. Jack sitting primly, if not calmly at the large oak desk; while his coworkers, gathered around him. Hart didn't see Jones and was about to smirk; when a fist slammed into his face.

~WINtLG~

3 Days Ago….

"Tell me you have a plan for that bloody cunt face!" Ianto growled; his nails digging into his palms.

"Yes Yan, we'll talk after. Fuck me now!" Jack whined; prostrating himself over the desk. "I love you, I know you love me. I trust you. Take me hard, like you mean it."

Jones stepped up behind his boss and lover. Since professing their love for each other. Their usual Dom/Sub routine; had all but stopped. He blamed that bastard, John. There was something in that attack; he just couldn't get past. The young man, was honestly afraid he'd really hurt Jack, if allowed to. Rough sex was one thing and it had worked, so far. Ianto knew, it was only a matter of time. Soon the older man; would simply go somewhere else, to fulfill his need to be dominated. With that in mind Ianto swallowed the fear and did his best to give his older lover, what he asked for.

"Such a bossy bottom, want my cock that bad?"

Jack nodded, trousers and pants at his ankles. The younger man stuck 2 fingers in his mouth and Harkness sucked on them greedily. The older man hissed; then moaned, as they breached him. Teasing while they stretched and prepared. Then his younger lover, was in him and he was mewling, begging.

Jones yanked at Jacks hips, "Fuck! Yeah, you like that? Begging me like a whore. Bet all day, you just think about how much, you want to be impaled on or sucking my dick, don't you. Tell me you want it, you little cock slut. Tell me you need it so bad."

The young man was just as surprised by the dirty talk. Fucking Harkness, was simply, that good. The words had just, fallen out of his mouth; as he thrust, harder and deeper into his older lover. Jack was near babbling, swearing; as his back arched and his hands, gripped the desk. Harkness had obviously liked it and Ianto could tell; the older man was close. "Cum for me." Ianto demanded and added, "Just from this. Show me how much you love my dick in your arse, my dirty little cock slut. Cum Jack, cum Now!"

Harkness fairly shouted, thick ropes of his cum, erupting over the polished surface. "Holy fuck, Yan!" The older man cried; even as Jones was filling his tight hole. "Gods that was amazing! You, were amazing" Jack enthused and his younger lover blushed, at the praise.

"I am trying Jack… I just… if it's not enough…"

"Stop being so hard on yourself Yan. Getting past an assault isn't easy. I know that. Anyway you need me, just being with you is enough." Harkness promised as they cleaned up.

WINtLGWINtLGWINtLGWINtLGWINtLG

Owen knocked on his door. Jack called him into the office. Looking quite calm after his and Jones's little tryst. Harper walked in. "Tosh said you had a tip on Hart? Well we want in!" The Londoner informed, crossing his arms.

"Told you, sir" Ianto smirked as he stepped past with coffees.

"I guess we should make this a meeting then. Tomorrow morning 10:00." Harkness sighed; leaning back in his chair.

~WINtLG~

They'd sucked each other off in the shower. More like Ianto fucked the older man's mouth; while Jack wanked, but Harkness was delighted. Ianto's Dom side, was asserting itself. Jones actually let his older lover blow him again; later at work, before the meeting. He told Jack, he made, such a pretty picture. There on his knees, under his younger lover's desk. Ianto even teased Harkness; inserting a substantial plug. Then forbade his older lover from wanking or coming; till they fucked at lunchtime.

Jack was happy with the change, but it still wasn't all that he wanted. Once this mess with John was over, maybe…

Right now, he had a meeting to go to and a bloody erection to hide. Lunch couldn't get here fast enough.

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The plan next time!

It's written so not a long wait!

Hope some of you at least are still there and enjoying. ^^