A/N- So I was going to leave the conversation as it was, but thank TracyLynn's review for the transcript of that phonecall. Eep nervous!smutwriting. Enjoy and feel free to comment to your heart's content.

"Sorry to leave you alone all day,"

"Don't even worry about it. I've already arranged to have lunch with Moira. And I think I might steal your bed and have a bit of a lie-in til then."

"Okay, well, there isn't much in the fridge, but have whatever you can find, um, call my cell if you need anything…And I should be back around five. Hopefully."

"Alright. I think I can handle myself for a few hours." Talia teased. She pushed Ianto towards the door, slipping something into his pocket. "Don't look until you're at work. I'll see you in a bit." Ianto grabbed his carry-bag on the way out the door and took the bagel that Talia handed him.

"Love Tal."

"Love Yanno."

"Mmmm. Cinnamon raisin." Jack grabbed the end of the bagel from Ianto's mouth and took a crunch. Ianto rolled his eyes.

"Less butter than usual." Jack commented, swallowing the bite thickly in one go.

"Talia made it for me. I was running late." Ianto laid his bag down on the couch and pulled out his organizer.

"Morning Ianto." Tosh smiled as she clicked into the hub in her boots. "Jack,"

Owen followed behind her but only nodded slightly. He threw his jacket over the rail and clattered down into the autopsy pit.

"Oh, meeting in ten everyone. Up in the boardroom. Yan?" Jack pressed his hands together with a smile.

"I'll bring up a carafe." Ianto hung his jacket on the coat tree and pushed up his sleeves.

He slipped into the kitchenette, which was his own little corner of the main hub. The only appliances that could be touched by anyone were the toaster oven and the minifridge. Everything else was off bounds.

He turned the handle on the coffee machine and pulled out the filter. And thought about last night.

"Where did I leave off?"

"Ice cube."

"Riiiiiight."

"You liked that?"

"You couldn't tell?"

"Well, I…." Ianto spluttered slightly. Jack would be smiling on the other side of the line. He always seemed to marvel at the times when he was able to catch Ianto off kilter.

"Mmmmmm. I liked it and you know it. Is that why you always tease me when you have a cool drink? Why you swirl your tongue around an ice cube until it's just a sliver that you run over your lips."

"Well…."

"I always think about how you did that, until the ice was a sliver, and how you ran it down my chest."

"You shivered all over."

"It was more than the ice." Ianto smiled and leant back against his headboard, adjusting himself into a more comfortable position. He checked that the bedroom door was firmly closed.

"To the best of my memory I went further than your chest."

"Your tongue was cool, but fuck you were hot." Jack laughed lowly.

"You like to see me like that, don't you." Ianto murmured.

"You have the prettiest eyes when you look up at me."

"Pretty?" Ianto said roughly.

"Mmmmhmmm. Do you have any idea what you do with those innocent eyes looking up at me while your mouth's around me?"

"You love to think that you corrupted me, don't you." Ianto let his hand slid down inside the waist of his shorts. "What would you say if you really knew about what I've done."

Jack mostly knew about Ianto's past relationships, but he happened to know that Jack liked to hear about his experiences.

"It wouldn't be what I would say that you ought to worry about." Ianto swallowed thickly, letting his hand clasp around himself.

"So no reaction if I told you that I shagged some gorgeous blonde against the side of a pub in Glasgow. That he left marks on my neck that I had to hide for a week. That I don't even know what his name was."

"Bullshit." Jack's breath was becoming audible.

"You're calling my bluff?"

"What would you do if I was?"

"I'll have to show you some time. Prove it."

"What, seduce me? Find me at some bar and whisper something filthy in my ear? Drag me out into the alleyway?"

"I want to fuck you." Ianto said, a faint lisping hiss to his tone that he knew hit Jack right in the gut. "Something like that? You'd like that, wouldn't you."

"Uhm." Jack groaned a little.
"Sounds like that's something you'd like. You'd love it. Love the scrape of the brick against your back as I pressed you against it."
"Yan…"

"Tell me that you'd like it Jack."

"I want it. I want you." Ianto tried to steady his breathing but the pace of his hand was making it difficult.

"What about what I want Jack?"

"Say it again."

"Mmmmmm. Jack." He let his name end in a hiss as his eyes closed tightly at the sensations.

"Anything Yan."

"I want you to come for me."

"I want your hands."

"You going to come for me?"

"Ugh." Jack grunted and Ianto could see the moisture that would have gathered in the short hairs around his temples.

"Are you going to come for me Jack?"

"I want you here."

"I know. I want to touch you."

"Miss your touch Yan. Your fingers." Jack's breath hitched. "Lips."

"Come for me."
"I love you." It came out as a hard gasp and Ianto knew that Jack had finished. His own rhythm faltered as he felt himself tighten and release. Their breaths settled together.

"That was good." Jack laughed breathily over the line. "And we really ought to try that whole thing in the alley."

"As soon as I can deal with this closer than a phone line." Ianto mumbled, shimmying out of his shorts and throwing them to the other side of the room.

"Well I can tell you, this is way better than the cold shower this morning."

Ianto snorted a laugh.

"I should hope so."

"I suppose I should let you get a few hours of sleep."

"Mmmmm." Ianto stretched. "Don't mind missing out on some sleep for this."

"I'll keep that in mind." Jack paused for a moment. He could hear Ianto yawn over the line. "Night Yan."

"Hey telediw, love you, hm?" Jack smiled.

"Good night."

"Ni'" Ianto replied, pulling the phone away from his ear and closing it. He laid it back on the side table and rolled onto his back. He fell asleep with a contented sigh.

"What's the little smile about?" Tosh's voice broke Ianto out of his reverie.

"What? Oh, nothing much Tosh." Ianto replied, placing mugs on a tray.

"Did you do anything interesting last night?"

He smiled.

"Not really. I have a friend from uni up visiting. We just stayed in and had some supper and such."

"Sounds nice. I was over at Owen's, but I keep feeling bad about eating around him."

"I've told you Tosh. Don't bother about me." Owen interjected, grabbing the sleeve of biscuits off the counter."

Ianto frowned at him.

"Then why do you keep stealing the biscuit packs?"

"Like to look at the pictures and reminisce." His voice was acerbic, but both Ianto and Tosh could tell there was a hint of truth in what he was saying. "Honestly though Tosh. I won't have you dying of hunger just because I'm dead."

"Impromptu staff meeting without me? I'm hurt." The three looked to see Jack leaning over the counter. Ianto shrugged.

"The important people were here."

Jack frowned.

"Come on Owen. Let's take this up to the conference room." Tosh grabbed the filled carafe and handed Owen the tray of mugs.

Jack watched them climb the stairs for a moment, then turned back to Ianto.

"So I was thinking."

"Rather dangerous." Ianto smirked.

"ANYWAYS. I was wondering if I can cook dinner tonight." Ianto opened his mouth and shut it.

"I…you know that Talia's going to be there?"

"Yeah I remember. I want to make something for you guys. I had a few ideas I thought up this morning before you came in."

Ianto smiled at the thought of Jack thinking domestically, for him and his friend.

"Well….nothing weird?" Ianto teased.

"Depends on your definition." Jack challenged.

"Alright then. But the greenhouse it off limits."

Jack gave a worrying grin.

"And the secure archives."

"Unhunh." Jack turned and started up the stairs after Tosh and Owen.

Ianto grabbed the sugar and cream and followed after him.

"Or the cryogenics!"

Jack's laughter wasn't reassuring.