Title: Understanding
Slash: Jack/Ianto Jack/OC Gwen/Rhys
Spoilers: Set 7 (Earth) Years after COE
Summery: It's hard to carry on without your lover; yet life goes on and love is never far away.
A/N Now its the holidays I will hopefully be able to write this faster! Thank you to everyone who reads. Reviews please???
Chapter Eleven, Adult Chapter.
Andrew met Jack in a searing kiss, teeth clashed and hands roamed; clothes were thrown across the room. Andrew backed Jack up against the bed, his legs coming into contact with the mattress. Jack was pushed down onto the bed, pulling Andrew with him, the kiss never breaking. Andrew bit lightly on the Captains lip, drawing a moan from him, at the same time rubbing their already weeping erections together. Breaking the kiss Andrew bit softly at first on the juncture where Jack's neck met his shoulder before biting harder, soon leaving a blossoming love bite.
Andrew trailed a hand to tweak one nipple then the other before continuing on its journey to Jack's cock. He grasped the erection and firmly started to pump, electing moans to arise from Jack. The men stared into each others lust blown eyes, loosing themselves in passion. Meeting Jack in a heated kiss he reached his other arm out grabbing the tube of lube always left on the bedside table. He released Jacks cock and slicked up one hand trailing it down his body, ghosting it teasingly over his entrance, the kiss never breaking. Jack moans becoming more frustrated as Andrew continues to tease him, drawing pleasure in his lover in every way he can, hips grinding rhythmically together. Languidly he pressed his finger into the tight hole, Jack softly biting down on his lovers lip at the new sensation. Andrew worked his finger in and out, gradually preparing Jack, soon adding a second and third. Breaking the kiss he looked to Jack for reassurance, "do it."
Staring into Jacks eyes he gently pushed in, their bodies connecting as one. Love seeped from one man to the other, the world melted away as they became the only two in existence. They move up and down in the act of making love, caressing each other's bodies, stained in each others scent. The only sounds to be heard are those of moans of pleasure of breath, panting and flesh meeting flesh. Before long both men could feel their intense climax building, neither man wanting it to end, stalling the inevitable for as long as possible, lost in the moment, in each other and the amazing sensations.
Jack could tell Andrew was close to completion, the tell tail sign as his cock swelled that bit more from buried deep inside him. Wrapping his legs around Andrew's waste tighter he urged him into a faster pace. The intensity increasing almost too much to bear, Andrew grasped Jacks cock in his hand and stroked him in time to their thrusts, which were progressively becoming faster and harder. Feeling Andrew's teeth graze against his neck was all it took for Jack to be thrown completely off the edge, coming hard he shouted his lovers name. The feeling of Jack's body clamping around him catapulted Andrew into release, coming almost instantly after his lover, biting down hard on his neck to silence his screams of pure and utter pleasure. He collapsed on top of Jack, kissing his sweaty forehead, his wordless thanks, an action which Jack has learnt to read to the true extent of meaning.
The men lay their in contended silent, neither of them worried about the cooling sticky mess between them. Neither bothered about cleaning up, both just enjoying the silent moment holding onto each other as if nothing else mattered. It was just under half an hour later when they managed to pull themselves out of bed and shower. Returning to bed they settled down for the night, Jack's head resting on Andrew's chest, listening to the calming sounds of his heart beat.
As the moon descended high in the black of the Cardiff sky two lovers lay sleeping in each others arms, unaware as to what life would bring them and how their lives would change in the future. Silently Jack awoke staring lovingly at his blissfully sleeping lover; he led their just watching, studying, imprinting his image to last for a short eternity. The though of forgetting Andrew's smile, laugh, smell, forgetting everything was enough to break him completely. He has no choice but to force himself to dispel these thoughts. He carefully slid out of bed taking care not to wake the sleeping man. He silently wondered downstairs and into the living room. The house dark and still in its sleeping hours. He turned on a small lamp in the corner of the room opposite the door and walked over to the fire place. Taking the picture of Ianto off he sat on the sofa and cradled it delicately to his chest, closing his eyes in order to suppress the tears as the realisation of his earlier words set in. "I love you, more than I love him," echoing in his head. A solo teat fell form his right eye. He finally felt complete! Or as near to it as he ever would be. His heart was whole, just scarred. He had admitted what he had been fighting for so long. He was now ready to be a proper family, just for now, for as long as this life would last.
He sat there for well over an hour, only moving when he was happy he had sorted his thoughts out, allowed all his true feelings to be felt. He crept back upstairs, feeling as if the world had just been listed off his shoulders. Spooning against his lover he returned to sleep with a small, honest smile playing on his lips.
