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Now that he knew Jack's response, it was easy to utter the words that had been in his heart for weeks.
"Captain Jack Harkness, from the moment you held me in your arms and told me I'd be safe, you became the most important person in my life. I trusted you then and I trust you now, with both my life and my heart."
Ianto took a slow, deep breath, then smiled. "And I love you too."
The heat in Jack's eyes set Ianto's veins on fire. He groaned, knowing full well what was going to come next. Jack linked their hands together and started pulling him toward what was now their bedroom.
"I want you to ride me," Jack said, his voice deep and gritty as he began peeling Ianto's T-shirt off him. "I want to watch you coming. I want to see everything."
Ianto wasn't going to argue. He loved it when Jack got all demanding, especially when he added impatience into the mix.
He opened Jack's belt buckle, and went for the fiddly fly buttons, quickly slipping his hand inside and palming Jack's heavy balls.
Jack moaned and doubled his efforts to rip Ianto's clothes off him. He got Ianto's jeans halfway down his legs before Ianto decided it was probably best they actually got on the bed.
He shuffled backward, his jeans constricting his movements. Jack followed, not that he had much choice considering Ianto wasn't releasing his prize.
"You're going to have to let go of me, just for a second," Jack said, though it didn't look like he relished the idea of Ianto removing his hand.
Ianto merely grinned, squirming out of his jeans and pushing Jack's down while sliding backward until he was in the middle of the bed. Jack landed on top of him, his shirt still tangled about his arms.
"Okay, that works."
Laughing, Ianto reached back with his free hand and grabbed the bottle of lube he'd already had sitting there.
Ianto could never wait to make love after being apart all week. Knowing Jack felt the same way Ianto didn't worry about appearing over-eager. Not anymore.
"Open me up," he instructed, passing the lube to Jack.
Jack's little hitch of breath sent butterflies rippling through Ianto's stomach.
It still amazed him that Jack experienced an elevated level of pleasure while stretching him, but that was probably because while Jack had a finger in his ass, Ianto busied himself sucking on Jack's balls.
Jack was quick to comply, ridding himself of his shirt before carefully moving into position. Ianto guided him, spreading his legs at the same time he spread Jack's.
When a pair of swollen balls was dangling above his mouth, Ianto instantly pulled them down, his grip light enough not to hurt, but strong enough that Jack lowered his hips until Ianto had him exactly where he wanted him.
From experience he knew he wasn't going to get too much play time, so he delved right in, lapping at Jack's balls, relishing the taste and texture, and the warmth that spread through his chest as he indulged in an innate need he neither wanted to question or deny.
As Jack started smearing lube across his hole Ianto shifted to allow him better access. He loved it when Jack showed just how aroused he was, and by the way Jack was pushing the lube inside him, he was already close to the edge.
Mindful of how vulnerable Jack was right now, Ianto slowed his ministrations.
Jack continued to stretch him, using two fingers then three before groaning. "Ianto, I need you."
Ianto took one last swipe with his tongue before pushing up on Jack's hips to put him on his back. Jack grabbed him around the waist and pulled until he was straddling Jack's hips, and then before Ianto really had a chance to adjust to his new position, Jack started to press inside, slowly, but with intent.
"Damn, Jack."
"Been too long, and you just told me you love me, so I'm going to come pretty quick. Sorry."
Ianto laughed, more by the look on Jack's face than anything else. His dark eyes were narrowed, and he was biting his bottom lip in concentration.
"It's okay. You can finish me off later if you want," Ianto offered.
"No. I want you with me." Jack slid his hands over Ianto's thighs and then gently grasped Ianto's hard cock.
Ianto moaned as a strong throb of need rush through him, suddenly deciding he wanted to be with Jack too.
As Jack began thrusting, Ianto rocked forward, putting himself at that perfect angle they'd refined over the past few months.
A sizzle of electricity set his skin alight and as Jack continued to drive into him hard and fast, Ianto started to come undone at the edges.
However, it wasn't just the physical sensation of Jack inside him that had Ianto nearing orgasm, it was knowing Jack found him irresistible, and had done since the beginning.
It was also Jack's strength and kindness, his warm humour, and the fact that he wasn't afraid to show or say what he was feeling.
"Soon," he groaned, letting Jack know he was almost there.
"Too soon, but—" Jack sucked in a deep breath, and then shuddered.
"Fuck."
He gripped Ianto's hips, holding him with fingers that were almost bruising. His back arched off the bed, and it was at that point Ianto took control.
He slammed down, forcing Jack deeper while transferring one hand to his aching cock. With a few short strokes he was coming, his body twisting in ecstasy, every muscle tight, every nerve screaming.
Though unable to focus on much else, Ianto was still aware when Jack flooded his hole with cum. He whimpered, completely overwhelmed, realizing they hadn't used protection, but knowing it simply meant their commitment to each other was complete.
Jack pulled him down, enfolding him in his arms. "That was pretty intense," he murmured.
"You think. I don't remember ever coming so hard."
A little chuckle eased itself from Jack's throat, and then he rolled over to the side, dumping Ianto next to him. He used the small towel Ianto kept close by to wipe them both off before landing a small kiss on Ianto's lips.
"It's only going to get better," he said.
"Yeah. It is."
Ianto lay there, warm and comfortable in Jack's embrace, close to falling asleep, when a small movement caught his eye. He got up off the bed and padded to the big window that dominated one wall.
The city lights glittered below, along with the beautiful harbour view. It was nearing night, and soon those lights would filter through the sheer curtains that billowed softly in the breeze.
Ianto looked out, loving how unconfined and free that view made him feel, but then he turned and looked back at Jack laying replete in his bed, and decided that view was better than anything he could hope or wish for.
Cardiff was going to look fucking fantastic!
He closed the window, and strolled back to bed, snuggling down in Jack's arms once again. This time, however, he no longer had to worry about waking up and not finding Jack still beside him. From now on Jack would always be there.
The End
