Moments In Time, UoE Chapter 11: Huggles, a torchwood fanfic

AN- Sorry I know this was a horribly long wait! I just got a new puppy, named him Merlin.

My roommate is trying to catch up on TW so he can watch the new series… I really hope that will be good. We're about a week away now. What do you guys think? You think the new show will be any good?

Unpleasant or Extraordinary Drabbles

Huggles

By Wildfire

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Jack fidgeted on the cot, his arms wrapped tightly around his torso as he rocked back and forth, wearing only boxers. His eyes were large and blood shot.

Slowly, trying to avoid being noticed, he turned his head toward the computer, where Ianto sat typing. Ianto Jones was stunning; a true work of art. Jack loved how the back of Ianto's hair laid so beautifully against the back of his neck. He longed to pet that soft hair. To touch the perfect skin. Now. He stood up.

"Sit down Jack," Ianto said without looking up from the computer.

Jack sat back down, his head snapping away from the stunning man. He wrapped his arms around his legs as he began to rock back and forth again.

Jack's hands moved over his own chest, before drifting down towards his boxers. He was just going to push them down a little, only a bit… he'd leave them on.

"No stripping Jack," Ianto said again without looking up from his station.

Jack let out a little pathetic whimper.

~~**TW**~~

12 hours earlier:

"Jack, what in the world is this?" Ianto held up a handful of slimy blue goo.

"Ohh, that's their pet. Poor thing, they're very loyal. This one apparently couldn't adapt to our world quickly enough." Jack gently took the slime. "Odd, they're usually pretty good at adapting to new places."

"So these Tub acolor'a's are friendly?"

"Tubcolor'a," he corrected. "And yes, they're a very peaceful, gentle race. They love to reach out to new planets and adapt the wonders they find into their own lives. They're going to be an excellent race for the people of Earth to meet initially, as people here are still so skittish around new species."

Ianto nodded looking up to the looming airship in front of them. It had a virtual image of humans laughing and drinking around it; Jack said they did that to help put people at ease, but Ianto found it rather unnerving.

They walked through the holograms with no issue as always, even though Ianto always felt like he should get shivers when walking through the computerized images. He knew it was silly as they were just pixels, not like ghosts or anything; still he always was a little weirded out about walking through them, they were very realistic. Their biggest flaw was, in reality, that they had no flaws.

As they came to the opening of the ship a Tubcolor'a came out to greet them. He was tall, with basic human features, though his eyes were noticeably bigger and his skin was orange, while his hair was blue. They had no lips, and no nose either for that matter.

Jack strode straight up to the life form and literally jumped on him, wrapping his legs and arms around its tall frame. The creature let out a low coo and a very sweet pungent fragrance escaped from its skin.

Jack let go, landing back on his feet, before looking to Ianto.

Ianto walked awkwardly towards him; he had no idea what to do. Jack had said follow his lead, but jumping on an alien did not seem like a positive idea. Standing in front of the tall creature totally unsure of what to do he heard Jack give a dramatic sigh, right before he grabbed Ianto by the waist and literally threw him at the orange-skinned alien.

Ianto yelped as he was easily caught and held tightly to the creature; the fragrance that leaked from the tall alien smelt different now, more citrusy Ianto couldn't even begin to understand why. He was released down into Jack's waiting arms. Jack grinned and set him back down on the ground.

"What just happened?" Ianto asked staying close to Jack.

Jack grinned, taking his hand and started leading him down the ships corridors. "We were marked, since I had to deposit you into him and he held you up you're marked as a child now. I'm an experienced adult as I did the clinging. It's a status symbol, but honestly it's probably best you're a child... the adults have to engage in some pretty interesting drinks and food."

Ianto nodded slowly.

"You're going to be picked up and hugged a lot," Jack continued with a smirk. "I'll be jumping on a lot of people. Eventually I'll have a competition with the captain to see how long I can cling and how long he can hold me upright without sagging. If I win I get the special 'manly' drink." He grinned.

"What is the special 'manly' drink?" Ianto asked.

"No idea, that's up to the captain. It'll be judged on how manly he thinks I am." Jack grinned even more broadly. "I'm rather excited."

Ianto smiled at his overly happy lover.

They entered a large room where lots of Tubcolor'a were sitting around a low table; they all had blue hair, but their skin colors varied, many having the orange skin like the alien who had greeted them, but some appeared green or purple. Ianto blinked as Jack dashed forward and latched onto the nearest alien life form.

Ianto gasped as he was suddenly picked up and cradled against a tall strong chest of a purple alien. He was only held for a few minutes before he was passed on to the next Tubcolor'a in line, never once did his feet touch the ground. Ianto noticed Jack jumping dramatically on to the ground before equally dramatically jumping on the next alien. Ianto wondered if it was because he was a 'child' that his feet weren't allowed to touch the ground.

The introductions lasted for about half an hour before Ianto was gently set down in a chair beside a very pleased Jack.

"That was fun," Jack said looking a little flushed.

Ianto rolled his eyes. "Is the hugging done?"

"Oh, no. Not by a long shot, this race loves to hug. We'll be hugging all day." Jack grinned. "But for now we'll attempt to talk. That is if their translator works for us."

A blue skinned alien came in setting an odd machine down between them. He let out a long string of squeaky hisses.

'Hello, do you understand?' The machine rattled out in a rather sexy female voice.

Jack smiled. "Yes, I do. Thank you."

The machine let out a stream of hisses.

Ianto watched as everyone took a seat.

It was a female, orange-skinned alien that started hissing first; she seemed to have the lead command.

'We are here to discuss the possibility of the joining of our races, to learn, acknowledge and fuck.'

Ianto blinked at the rather frank language.

"The word was probably meant to be mate, but the translator isn't perfect," Jack whispered to him, and then Jack smiled to the alien that had spoken. "We would be honored to mate with you and gain knowledge from your travels."

A round of hissing went around the table, followed by confused noises coming through the machine.

Jack cleared his throat. "We would be honored to fuck you and gain knowledge from your travels," he amended, realizing the machine did not pick up on the meaning of the word 'mate'.

Ianto snorted at the double meaning of that statement, and Jack elbowed him in the gut. Ianto schooled his features.

The orange female gave a deep nod of her head.

'We look forward to this endeavor. We would like a demonstration of your fucking, so we can make preparations on how to do it properly. Do you have another Pruypiol here?'

Ianto frowned looking to Jack.

Jack was mouthing the word to himself with a frown. "Pruypiol?" he asked.

There was a collection of hissing again, and the machine was a jumble of noises as it tried to distinguish the different words.

Finally the orange female let out a low deep hiss and silence instantly came to the table. She looked to Jack.

'You do not distinguish from your Pruypiol and your Purm?' She looked concerned and uncomfortable.

Ianto knew something was bothering the creatures.

"Well to be honest I'm not sure, the translator does not seem to have words for this so I do not understand their meaning," Jack said calmly.

There was an instant sign of relief from the group.

A low chuckling came from the machine as they laughed. Ianto was amused to notice that the only sound that came from the aliens as they laughed was a smacking noise like they were eating.

'Let's see. You to us are a Pruypiol the one sitting beside you has been marked as a Purm. A Pruypiol is one that is available for fucking; a Purm is one that is not yet ready for that. In between are Monkey's.'

Ianto blinked as Jack burst out laughing. "Damn, I love translators!"

"I don't know, monkey's is a good description for adolescents," Ianto smiled. "They're needy, eat all the time, self absorbed and do really stupid things. I'd say it's a fair translation."

Jack nodded. "Sorry," he said, still chuckling as he looked to the aliens. "The word the translator said for the in-between is actually a furry Earth animal that likes to eat bugs off each other." He cleared his throat. "Now, as for another Pruypiol, Ianto here beside me is a Pruypiol. He just is not comfortable with leaping at people."

Ianto's eyes widened. "Jack, I am not having sex with you in front of them." His face was suddenly pale and alarmed.

Jack just patted his knee under the table ignoring him.

The orange female looked troubled by this. 'You fuck with one that is not secure in his self? If he does not have strength, he still needs to be protected. We do not agree with engaging with one that is still unsure. If this is your practice we will not be able to make this arrangement.'

Jack ran a hand over his face, trying to think of a way to explain that this wasn't child molestation.

It was Ianto that patted Jack's knee this time. "I thank you for your concerns, I am not a Purm. Our Purm's are smaller than us." He showed his hand about 4 feet from the ground. "We protect them very fiercely and do not engage in fucking with them. If one of us is found to have gone mental and tried to fuck a child they are locked away from the rest of society. We simply have different ways of distinguishing between Pruypiol and Purm's. We are dealing with a cultural definition."

The hissing came around the table as they discussed this.

Jack leaned over kissing Ianto's cheek, everything immediately went silent all eyes were riveted to them.

Jack blinked and pulled away. "That was an innocent kiss. Nothing… fucking about it."

Ianto went bright red, which seemed to set the table off again in discussion.

Jack smiled. "I think we're boggling their mind," he whispered.

"I am not having sex with you in front of them," Ianto said back with a forced tight smile.

"It might be fun. A little kinky?" Jack's hand drifted up Ianto's leg.

Ianto slapped the hand away. "No."

A low hiss came again bringing silence.

'We acknowledge your request to be seen at a Pruypiol, we are not sure it is appropriate though, so we have agreed to allow you the status of Monkey. We will discuss more of if you can be raised to Pruypiol when we meet again. May we take a sample of you now?"

"Not from me." Jack shook his head, "I was not born on this planet. Ianto here was, but even his genes are a little off. Still I think he'll give you a great sample of the best of humanity. I also brought one from a friend of ours." He pulled out a vial of blood. "This should show you how our bodies react."

A fatter, spotted alien entered, he was smaller in stature. He came forward taking the vial from Jack and then laid a patch over Ianto's neck.

Ianto gasped hunching forward as his neck constricted and started to burn. He let out a sharp gasp as the patch was immediately ripped from his neck and a hand laid over where the patch has been.

"Bad placement," Jack boomed loudly.

Ianto slowly got his breathing under control and Jack took his hand away to examine the wound critically.

"I'm fine, Jack," Ianto said, his voice a little tight still.

Jack nodded. "If I may place the patch for you?" he asked, addressing the Tubcolor'a, his voice at a more normal tone now.

The room was completely silent as the stubby alien handed Jack a new patch. Jack knelt down rolling Ianto's pants up to this time fasten the white patch to his calf.

Ianto's eyes widened as the burning sensation started again, however with it not on his neck he found it wasn't as bad as he was expecting. The patch turned a dark red and Jack carefully pealed the patch off handing it to the splotchy alien.

Ianto looked down at his leg, the whole calf was bright red and where the patch had been and was bleeding lightly.

"What did it do?" Ianto asked.

"Took samples, blood, skin… hair. It also branched out to the near parts of your leg to examine it. It's normally harmless, your neck just was a really bad place. It cut off your air way, and you don't really have thick skin on the neck." Jack rolled Ianto's pants back down.

As Jack sat back down in his chair, Ianto noticed all eyes were riveted to them, the atmosphere now tense. Ianto felt himself going red again, half wishing Jack had just left the patch on his neck instead of making a scene.

Ianto smiled reassuringly at them.

"I apologize for my sharp words," Jack explained gently. "I am very protective of my partner."

The orange female, did three tsks before starting her normal hissing. 'I understand your protectiveness. We were not aware you two were joined as one. I must admit it did not occur to us due to his status. We are not sure he is even a Monkey let alone a Pruypiol. I will understand if you would like to punish us for endangering your partner, through our carelessness.'

"No," Ianto spoke up before Jack could. "He will not, as it was not carelessness, but simply an accident. Humans are good at making mistakes, we understand they happen. As long as you can learn from them and not repeat the mistake there is no issue."

"As long as no life is lost," Jack qualified quickly.

'Very well. We thank you for your forgiveness. Shall we partake in the ending ceremony?"

Jack grinned. "Yes, I think it is time for that." He stood up and so did the orange female.

"Jack, what is expected of me?" Ianto asked.

"Nothing, sit here and visit. They'll bring in refreshments and drinks. Don't eat or drink anything that's square or oval. Circles or triangles only. If in doubt, don't touch it." Jack leaned down kissing Ianto softly before straightening up and rolling his shoulders. He then ran and leapt at the orange woman wrapping himself around her. She stood firm her hand on her hips, legs spaced shoulder width away, back and head straight up.

Ianto took a moment to stare at the two of them. They really were an odd sight, Jack clinging to her like a life line while she made a point not to help Jack keep his grip in any way.

'May we offer you a drink?' The machine buzzed out.

Ianto turned his attention back to the table to find many of the life forms had gotten up and were wandering around. One was holding out a glass for him in a circular cup, it itself was drinking from a square cup.

"Thank you." He took the glass carefully, a little surprised when he gripped the glass to find it squishy beneath his fingers. He ignored it instead taking a small drink. He smiled at them, keeping his face perfectly smooth. The drink tasted almost like pure salt.

The creature bowed its head to Ianto before turning to hiss softly with another creature.

A green man came up pulling the translator closer to Ianto than sitting down beside him.

'How do you decide who is a Prum, Monkey, or Pruypiol?' it asked.

Ianto shrugged. "By their age I suppose. We throw little birthday parties on the anniversaries of their birth's, then when they've passed so many of them we start thinking of them as either Monkeys or Pruypiols."

'Just because one has been alive for a while doesn't necessarily mean they are ready to grow up or should be given the benefits of growing up. At least not in our culture.'

Ianto had to agree as he thought about the people who didn't work and lived by bumming off the people around them.

"Perhaps," he agreed. "But we don't have any sort of test to define it. We rely on age."

'What do you do if one reaches an age, but does not become a Pruypiol?'

"Nothing really." Ianto shrugged again. "We look down on them and might tell them to grow up, but we don't actually do anything to them."

That brought the attention of many of them over to Ianto to listen.

'How do you not damage them by these words? They are not yet to the proper development so they could still be very fragile and telling them this might harm them.'

"Well, in some ways we want to harm them a little, a sort of slap in the face to get them to grow up."

'One cannot force someone to grow up, that is something that nature does. If one tries to force this it could mentally damage the person.'

Ianto sighed. "And sometimes it's for the best; if a person won't grow up they aren't reaching their potential."

The green Tubcolor'a's head tilted back and forth for a moment. 'You were not ready to be considered a Pruypiol. You still are not ready for this, you have been forced, but you are missing valuable parts of you so you feel now you have to be perfect to hide the fact that you are not ready.'

A bark of a laugh came from Jack.

Ianto turned around to give him a nasty glare before looking back to the alien. He gave him a small smile. "I am plenty old enough to be a Pruypiol; I'm older than many people on this planet."

'Age is irrelevant. You are not secure within yourself; you are not yet a Pruypiol.' The alien's head started tilting back and forth again.

Ianto sighed. "So what? I'm a Prum for life now?" He tried to make sure his voice stayed calm and soothing, but he noticed a little bite. He was rather insulted to be called a child.

"No, of course not. You are a Monkey."

Ianto groaned taking a drink, taking a moment to calm himself down. "Alright, I'm a Monkey. How do I become a Pruypiol?"

'I cannot answer that, as that is for you to decide. It is not up to us to tell you, you are a Pruypiol; it is for you to decide. It would take a lot of work though, and a lot of change. You would have to stop everything you are and change it. It is only within—"

"Stop!" Jack jumped down from the captain stomping over to Ianto. "No, I like how Ianto is now. He's perfect the way he is, I won't have you telling him he needs to change to be better."

"A Pruypiol is no better than a Monkey."

"It is in our world. He's perfect," Jack repeated.

Ianto smiled softly. "Jack, I don't need you to defend me," he said fondly at the man. "I'm a big boy now."

The irony of Ianto's statement was not lost on Jack as he pulled him up and kissed him hard, pulling Ianto flush against him.

Ianto let out a small involuntary moan, wrapping his arms around him.

Jack pulled back slowly, kissing Ianto's forehead, before turning to the captain of the ship. He bowed his head. "I lost."

'You lost honorably, defending your mate. Still you are right, you lost. You will drink my special drink. If you are a true Pruypiol you will call us in exactly 12 of your earth hours, if you are a weak Pruypiol you will call us before the 16th hour, if you call any later than that we will need to restart our meetings for negotiations with a true Pruypiol.'

Jack smiled. "I look forward to this challenge."

A drink was brought in, in a rather bumpy glass. The Captain took the drink smelling it before handing it to Jack.

'You will start to feel its effects in a few hours, and they will grow stronger as time passes. If you succumb to the effects they will continue for up to 24 hours. If you do not succumb to the effects then in 12 of your earth hours the effects will vanish. Will you accept this challenge?'

Jack took the drink. "With gusto." He downed the drink quickly before handing the cup back to the orange woman. "I'll talk to you in 12 hours."

'We shall see.' She turned her attention to Ianto 'I hope to see you again. You are a very intriguing earthling.'

Ianto smiled at her nodding his head. "I'm sure we'll see each other again soon."

Jack bowed to them as he took Ianto's hand leading him from the room. They remained silent until they got outside.

"What was with the kiss?" Ianto asked still holding tightly to Jack's hand.

"I was staking my claim. When he was talking about you changing it would have included you leaving me. I didn't want you to accidentally agree to something neither of us wanted."

"So in order to be with you I have to stay a Monkey?" Ianto smiled at him.

"Ahh, the sacrifices you make for me." Jack gave him a soft kiss before opening Ianto's door for him.

Ianto got into the SUV and pulled out his phone, sending a quick text to Mi-Chi to let him know they were on their way back and to make sure Jordan was awake from his nap.

Jack got into the SUV and started driving back.

"So, what will these effects be?" Ianto asked, eyes still on his phone as he checked over any e-mails he had received over the day.

"No idea, probably something really annoying. Maybe I'll get really thirsty or hungry. It'll be something noticeable so they'll be able to tell if I was able to hold it off when I call them up. Which I will, of course." Jack grinned.

Ianto smiled, not looking up. "I'm sure you will." He sat forward pulling out a keyboard from the dashboard of the SUV, he linked it to his phone and quickly started replying back to the responses to the e-mail.

"Don't say it like that! I will be able to hold it off." Jack pouted, stepping a little harder on the gas pedal, knowing Ianto hated when he sped too much.

Ianto gave a dirty look from the corner of his eye. He looked back to his work. "I was agreeing with you Jack."

"Hmm, how's your neck?" Jack let off the gas a little.

Ianto flipped the visor down looking at his neck in the mirror. "Red, and a little sore, but it's alright." He flipped the visor back up and returned to his e-mails.

"Want me to kiss it and make it better?" Jack grinned.

"No, it's sore, so pressure on it would probably not help." Ianto smiled.

He resumed staring at his e-mails and tried to block Jack's rambling out for the next hour or so while they drove back to the Hub.

Jack parked the SUV into the garage with a deep sigh.

"You alright, Jack?" Ianto asked.

"Yeah, yep… just a little hot. I hope that's not the symptom. I hate being hot!" Jack whined as he fanned himself dramatically.

Ianto rolled his eyes. "If that's all that drink does we'll be lucky." He got out of the car and headed into the Hub, his steps quick.

Mi-Chi stood there holding Jordan on his hip. "Ian-to, welcome… home." He smiled; his smile still looking slightly off betraying his alien origins, but Ianto found it endearing. He came over taking Jordan from him.

"Thanks for watching him." Ianto kissed Jordan's forehead.

Jordan yawned. "Can I have a snack?" the little boy asked, still sleepy from waking up from his nap.

"Have you already had one?"

"Only apples… they don't count," Jordan declared.

Ianto laughed. "I think they do, you want carrot sticks?"

Jordan made a rather dramatic face. "No, Tad. I want something not healthy."

"Well, we could do chocolate milk then?" Ianto suggested feigning reluctance.

Jordan smiled. "With extra chocolate!"

"Ohh, extra chocolate? I don't know about that!" He tickled Jordan's belly.

"Can papa make it? He does super chocolate!" Jordan said seeing Jack walk in.

"Ohh, now you're hurting my feelings, I can't make a proper cup of chocolate milk?" Ianto said in a sad voice.

Jordan blinked. "I like yours too Tad, I just like papa's better!"

Ianto laughed. "Well you'll have to settle with mine." He headed into the kitchen and set Jordan down then pulled down a plastic cup and the milk with chocolate syrup. "Go sit at the table."

Jack followed them into the room, his face slightly flushed, his eyes drifting over his son and landing on Ianto. He was taken aback by how stunning Ianto looked today. His ass perfectly sculpted in his slacks, his shirt tucked in ever so precisely, his sleeves rolled up. He moved over to him wrapping his arms around Ianto's waist.

Ianto looked back at Jack with a small smile. "Can I help you?"

"You look beautiful." Jack kissed his neck.

Ianto smiled and resumed the stirring of the milk. "Would you like milk too then?"

"Not the milk you're making for Jordan," Jack said in a husky voice.

Ianto's eyes widened. "Jack!" he hissed, "Not the time or place." He moved to pull away to give Jordan his milk, but Jack's arms didn't budge an inch. "Jack?"

Jack pressed his nose into the nap of Ianto's neck. "You smell so good."

Ianto looked skyward, wondering why of all things the drink had to do, this was what it was. It would be the absolute hardest to control. "Jack, you have to be a man, it's the drink affecting you. Let me go."

Jack's arms tightened for a moment before they released Ianto, though he stayed right by him.

Ianto moved to the table setting the cup down in front of Jordan.

Jordan took it with two hands. He looked curiously at his father then to his tad. "Papa's acting funny…"

"Yes, Papa's taking a test to see if he's a true man. You think he'll pass?" Ianto sat down across from Jordan.

Jack started running his fingers through Ianto's hair.

Jordan studied his father for a moment before shrugging. "I don't know… will someone die if he's not a man?"

"No, I don't think so," Ianto said as he swatted Jack's hands away from his carefully styled hair.

"Then probably not. Papa likes to be a kid if there's no danger," Jordan said stoutly.

Ianto smiled. "Hear that Jack? Jordan doesn't think you can make it the 12 hours."

Jack leaned down, nipping Ianto's ear. "He might be right… you can do the test next. You can do this."

Ianto moved to the side again. "I am not latching onto the captain of the ship! Plus they see me as a Monkey, remember?"

"Mmm…want to pretend to be a Monkey downstairs?" Jack asked smiling.

Ianto elbowed him. "You can handle this Jack."

Jordan sat watching his parents, drinking his milk.

Jack sighed and resumed his petting of Ianto's head. "I can. I can do this."

"You're ruining my hair." Ianto deadpanned.

"Good, I like it messy."Jack grinned.

For the next few hours Jack was on pretty good behavior; he followed Ianto around like a shadow, pressed against him and was constantly touching him, but never tried to make it go further. It wasn't until after Mi-Chi left for the night and Jordan was put to bed that Jack started getting really antsy.

"Ianto…" he whispered his front pressed tightly against Ianto's back his arms wrapped around him. Ianto could clearly feel the problem.

"Jack, it's just a few more hours, you can manage."

"I want to give in," Jack purred.

"Jac-" Ianto cut off abruptly as he was suddenly whirled into a desk and bent over it, he struggled to get free from Jack, but ended up only being able to turn around. He was shocked to see that Jack had somehow stripped down to just his boxers. Jack slammed his mouth against Ianto's his hands quickly fumbling to get Ianto's shirt off.

"Jack!" Ianto turned his face away. "You're hurting me!"

Jack stopped dead, his hands clenched into tight fists which gripped Ianto's shirt; the shirt that was currently pulled up to Ianto's neck. Jack's forehead pressing into Ianto's bare chest, his eyes clamped tightly shut. His arms started shaking as he clenched his fists still tighter, his nails digging into his palms even through the bunched material.

"Jack… please don't… don't hurt me." Ianto knew it was a low blow, but he was truly afraid that if he didn't say it Jack wouldn't be able to keep control.

Jack jerked backwards, stumbling out of his own pants. He moved down to the medical bay and sat himself down on the cot, shivering a little.

"Jack?" Ianto followed him from a distance. "Are you alright?" It had all happened in just a few short seconds, but it had Ianto's heart trying to pound through his chest.

Jack nodded with a little jerk of his head.

"Do you want a blanket?" Ianto asked carefully.

Jack shook his head no; he looked up looking at Ianto with such longing that Ianto's heart broke a little.

"Just sit here, alright. I'll get some work done, this will be over soon." Ianto carefully moved away.

Jack started standing up intending to follow, not even thinking about it.

"Sit down Jack," Ianto ordered firmly. "Just… sit there." He was relieved when Jack sat back down.

Ianto continued to back away, sitting down in front of the computer. He pulled up the CCTV for the medical bay so he could keep an eye on Jack. Taking a moment to straighten his clothing, he started doing the budget a task he'd been putting off for days. But his eyes kept flickering to the CCTV footage. It was odd watching Jack; he would just sit there most of the time, but then he would start to stand up or try to continue stripping. He would stop quickly enough once Ianto said something, but it was still odd as Jack almost seemed to be moving in a trance. He wondered if Jack was even thinking right now.

He blinked as Jack suddenly jerked up.

"Sit down Jack," Ianto said sternly without looking away from his computer. Jack didn't sit down.

"Jack, you have 30 freaking minutes, sit down!" This time Ianto's voice was sharp.

Jack started to leave the medical bay.

Ianto quickly stood up turning to face Jack. "Jack go back and sit down."

Jack advanced on him, his eyes clouded with lust.

Ianto reached down saving his document. It looked like there was going to be no option but a chase; he should be able to keep Jack running for thirty minutes. He only hoped the effects of the drink ended right when they were supposed to. He started taking a single step backwards when Jack stepped forward. There was no reason to start out fast if he could keep the movement slow, and for all of about 5 minutes Ianto was able to make that work; then Jack suddenly lunged for him.

Ianto dove to one side rolling back onto his feet, eyes on Jack. "Jack, you need to learn will power."

Jack didn't respond, although Ianto wasn't really sure he was capable of a response right now. Jack lunged toward him again, and Ianto took off up the stairs two at a time. He could hear Jack close on his heels. Crashing into the meeting room, he slid over the top of the table to put the furniture between them. Jack came into the room seconds later, panting as he started to move around the table, Ianto moved in the other direction making sure to keep the furniture between them. "Maybe you ought to think of something really gross, like a snotty large slug."

Jack continued his pursuit, his eyes intent on Ianto's.

"An elderly woman - naked?"

Jack didn't slow. Ianto could see he was about to lunge over the table..

"Me dead."

Jack stopped for a moment.

Ianto took a deep breath. So Jack wasn't completely gone, just mostly. He had to control the man before he did something that would make this torture continue. He also wanted to be on good standing with the Tubcolor'a.

"If you come any closer… I'll die," Ianto said firmly. It was a complete and obvious lie, but he hoped that with Jack being in this drugged mind set he might not realize it.

Jack took a step backwards slowly. His face was bright red, he was breathing hard, and his muscles were bunched. He seemed to be struggling internally with the decision to not move, but his leg kept twitching as if to move forward again.

"Sit down, Jack." Ianto pleaded softly, trying to ease Jack into calmness again.

Jack started to sit down then stopped, causing Ianto to cuss as Jack suddenly dove at him again across the table. He dashed out of the meeting room jerking the double doors shut and holding them there. Jack yanked at the door, but Ianto was able to keep them shut. "Jack, sit down!"

Jack gave a harsh tug on the doors again, making Ianto grunt as he strained to keep them closed. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold them much longer. Ianto took a deep breath, about to do something incredibly stupid; he threaded his forearm through the handles of the double doors.

"You pull again Jack you'll break my arm," he warned standing firm with just his arm between the handles holding the door shut.

Jack started to pull and Ianto gave a cry of pain. Jack immediately let the door go, he didn't want to hurt his lover… he just wanted to be with him, now.

Jack let out a frustrated growl, not understanding why Ianto was doing this. He had never protested to sex this much before. He started stripping, if Ianto wouldn't be with him he'd just do it himself.

"Jack, stop that! Stop it right now!" Ianto saw what Jack was about to do through the small circular windows set in the meeting room doors and quickly pulled his arm out jerking the door open. He wasn't about to let Jack make this stupid test continue, not when it was about to be over any minute. He rugby tackled Jack seizing hold of the man's wrists and yanking them up.

Jack snarled, his hip jutting forward to try and release some pressure. Ianto raised himself up so Jack couldn't rub against him.

Jack twisted frantically under him, panting. Ianto struggled to hold onto Jack, but the older man was stronger and he let out a small cry of surprise as Jack suddenly flipped them over. Now Jack was on top, his hands fumbling to remove Ianto's clothing.

"Jack, no!" Ianto protested. "Just a few more minutes." In truth he had no idea how long there was to go. However long it was it was going to be too long.

Jack didn't listen, instead he mumbled to himself as he quickly continued disrobing Ianto. His mouth sucking on any piece of flesh he could reach.

Ianto gasped. "Jack... think of... something else! Fuck…" He moaned, his body betraying his own want, realizing he wasn't getting out of this one. Well, he could chain him up afterwards so they could at least make the second time.

Jack suddenly stopped motionless. After a second he sat back on his heels breathing hard. "That was a rush."

Ianto blinked pushing up on his elbows. "You cannot be serious… it ended now? Talk about timing." Ianto stood up refastening his shirt.

Jack smiled wryly. "I'd call it perfect timing. It's odd, one moment all I could think of was you, the next everything was clear again. Though…," he looked down at himself, "I could still use a release. I mean if you won't die from it or anything."

Ianto smiled. "Hey, it worked to keep you in line… most of the time"

"You were also stupid. You realize how close I was to breaking your arm?"

"You didn't." Ianto flexed his arm, suppressing a wince. He would be bruised in the morning. "Still pretty and whole. Are you alright?"

"Yeah... think I'm going to get a massive headache though. So…" He gestured to his problem. "You going to help me out?"

"Call the pretty aliens first would you?" Ianto sighed and walked over to the computer console. "Tell them you a strong man."

Jack sat down in front of the computer with a smug smile. "Was there any doubt?"

"Loads," Ianto said firmly pressing the call button.

So let me know what ya think on this story and if you think the new show will be good. Thanks!