A/N: BAD HECKEN92! BAD! *slaps wrists* - Guys I am so sorry I am such a bad updater. But thank you all for hanging on. This is it. The final chapter. Fingers crossed the plot bunnies arrange themselves in a lovely order for me. First attempt at smut too :S
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"Ianto, do you trust me?"
Ianto swallowed. He studied Jacks face carefully, thinking slowly. He hesitated, exhaling, and then nodded.
"Yes. Yes, Jack, I do."
He surprised himself with that answer. After all, Jack had left them. Abandoned them. He should be wary, should fear the man a little. But Jack Harkness wasn't a man you couldn't trust. His confident, calm manner just instilled a sense of trust in a person from the moment they first met him.
Jacks face cracked into a grin. An infectious grin that made Ianto raise the corners of his mouth, if only for a fraction of a second. At that moment, he knew, somehow, that it would be ok in the end.
Jack stepped closer and held a hand out to Ianto. A minute passed and, to Jack, that minute felt like an hour, but then Ianto hesitantly put his hand into Jacks, slowly standing, a slight frown upon his unshaven face. Jack grinned more and turned, gently tugging Ianto along with him. He led Ianto to the bedroom. The younger man stopped at the threshold, dropping Jacks hand. He shook his head and licked his lips.
"Jack...?"
The Captain turned to him. He gently cupped Ianto's cheek in his hand, forcing the Welshman to meet his gaze.
"Trust me."
Ianto felt his resolve weakening as he studied Jacks expression and, soon enough, he followed Jack into the room, albeit a little reluctantly. Jack pushed his shoulders gently to make Ianto sit on the edge of the bed. Without breaking eye contact, Jack knelt down and slipped Iantos shoes and socks off, hands gently, movements smooth and slow. He raised himself up a little higher and began to strip Ianto of his clothes, barely touching Iantos skin but hardly breaking eye contact.
Eventually, Ianto was left sitting on his bed, completely naked. He felt stupid. Sitting here like this while Jack stood in front of him, fully dressed. Jack pushed him to lay down on the bed and then, tried to encourage Ianto to stretch out and lay spread across the bed. He swallowed down the whimper that tried to escape from his mouth and gave Jack a worried glance. But all Jack would say was "Trust me.". And Ianto did. He hesitantly allowed Jack to tie his wrists to the top of the bed with silk ties. However, he jerked away as Jack tried to blindfold him. The Captain persisted and, eventually, Ianto submitted and allowed Jack to tie a loose blindfold over his eyes. Ianto concentrated on keeping calm and regulating his breathing.
A few, slow minutes ticked by and Ianto knew Jack was silently undressing. His calm, regulated breathing was ruined a few seconds later as he gasped in surprise as Jack began to butterfly kiss his way down Iantos neck and along his shoulder. Between kisses, Jack kept up a monologue of memories. Memories of Jack and Ianto. Catching the pterodactyl. Iantos first day. The flirting. The banter. The sex. The stopwatch. Ianto could feel himself slowly grinning as the memories came back to him. He began to relax and Jack took this as his cue to up his game a little. He continued the kisses down Iantos body, bypassing all the areas he knew Ianto expected him to go for at any minute. He kissed Iantos arms, his hands, his stomach, his legs. Jack knew Ianto was becoming frustrated, his breathing rougher and his cock now erect. Jack grinned slowly and Ianto gasped in shock as he felt Jacks mouth around him suddenly. He tried to buck his hips up but Jacks strong hands held him down. Ianto felt a groan build in his throat and let it out as Jacks tongue worked it's magic, running the full length of Iantos erection. It had been so long since someone had taken this kind of care over sex with Ianto. He knew he wouldn't last long.
Jack pulled back with a wet 'pop' and smiled as he saw Iantos face fall. He continued his monologue, going into deeper detail of their previous sex life. The hot house. Jacks desk. Jacks room. The shower. The autopsy bay. Iantos living room. The sofa in the Hub. Jack could tell Ianto wasn't going to last much longer and quickly prepared himself. He watched Iantos face, seeing him frown as he felt the bed dip. The frown deepen and then turn into realisation as he felt Jacks knees either side of his hips. He bucked his hips up again and Jack held him steady before gently lowering himself onto Ianto. Ianto gasped softly and bit down on his lips. Jack waited. He slowly began to move when he felt Ianto was ready, releasing Ianto's hips and letting him move too. Jack closed his eyes. As predicted, Ianto didn't last long, sobbing Jacks name as he came inside him. Jack soon followed suit and was shocked to see tears rolling from under Iantos blindfold. He quickly shifted off of the younger man and moved up to his face, untying his wrists and the blindfold. He wasn't prepared for the deep kiss Ianto forced on him as soon as he was free. Then, with another soft sob, Ianto pulled back and buried his face in Jacks neck. Jack swallowed and dragged the blanket over them. Ianto seemed exhausted, drifting off already. Jack just held him close and smiled as he heard Ianto mumble something into his neck.
"...Thank you."
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AN: Theeee end! I know my smut is shamefully bad but I don't write that kinda thing! Ever! I feel like an idiot writing it, it all seemed so fake! Anyway. I hope my pitiful ending was at least satisfactory. Please check out my other stories!
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Hecken92 x
