Epilogue

Ianto's eyes fluttered open tiredly. He knew where he was. He could tell by the smell in the room and by the soft feel beneath him. He was in Jack's bunk. He felt a hand running up and down his waist soothingly.

"Morning." Jack's soft voice murmured and Ianto felt his lips against his ear, his hot breath against his neck.

He smiled. He wasn't dead. This wasn't some cruel twist of fate making him dream when he was still dead, it was real. No dream could make Jack's touch, Jack's smell, Jack's voice. No dream could make it this true.

"Morning." Ianto murmured.

"I've missed this." Jack's hands wrapped around the Welshman's waist and came together at his middle, pulling him closer.

"Watching me sleep?"

"Yep."

"Stalker." Ianto chuckled.

"I'm pretty sure you don't care about that." Jack smirked, kissing Ianto's shoulder gently.

"I was talking to Ikarii last night." Ianto mumbled, "She said she's nearly finished making the vortex manipulator."

"But she only started a couple of days ago."

Ianto turned in Jack's arms to face him, "She's very quick." Ianto smirked, "She said she'll visit. Can't get rid of her that easily."

Jack smiled, "Of course not."

The younger man pulled Jack closer to him, resting his head in the crook of the captain's neck. He hummed happily, kissing the warm skin.

"You've been away for far too long." Jack sighed.

"So you keep telling me." Ianto's voice was muffled in Jack's neck.

"I missed you."

"I'm sorry."

"Not your fault." Jack smiled, pulling away just enough to look into Ianto's eyes, "Never your fault."

"Geez you make it sound like you'd let me get away with murder."

"I probably would." Jack mumbled.

"Never tell me that or I'll use it against you."

"Always use your powers for good Ianto." Jack smirked.

"Why? You never do." The Welshman chuckled.

Jack pressed his lips softly to the younger man's, letting that feeling wash through him. That feeling of hope, that feeling of love, that feeling of Ianto in his arms. He tingled as Ianto's hands found their way into his hair, messing with the soft locks. The taste of Ianto, soft and smooth, making him want more. He didn't just want the closeness, nor need it. He craved the closeness, craved the taste of Ianto Jones; the man he'd give up the universe to keep safe.

Jack's eyes stayed closed, his lips still brushing against Ianto's when he pulled away, "I love you."

"I love you too Jack." Ianto smiled, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips once more.

"You know..." Jack traced patterns along Ianto's chest, "We should go away, just the two of us."

Ianto chuckled, "I think I'd rather get back to work."

"I'd rather have time with you. You know that right?"

"I know Jack. You've made that quite clear the last couple of days."

"When I haven't held you, touched you, kissed you in so long, I get a little...clingy?"

"And I love it really." Ianto grinned, stroking a hand through Jack's soft hair.

Jack bit at Ianto's neck, rubbing his leg up the younger man's, "Good because I'm not about to stop."

"Mmm Jack, stop it before I jump on you."

"You know," He kissed and nibbled along Ianto's jawline, "I might just beat you to that."

Jack flipped onto Ianto, smirking down at him. Ianto ran his hands along Jack's chest, mapping out his body.

"Well hello there." Ianto chuckled.

"I can't believe I finally have you again."

Jack kissed up Ianto's chest, along his neck and up his jaw. Grinning as Ianto's breath hitched at the soft touches.

"Jack stop it." Ianto murmured, trying to hide the desperation in his voice.

Ianto was doing everything to stop himself from caving, from letting Jack have his way. He was trying not to think about the warm touch of Jack's lips against his skin, trying not to think about the feel of flesh on flesh.

"Why?" Jack grinned, loving the effect he had on the younger man.

"Because Ikarii is just out there, in the hub and judging by our track record, it's her turn to walk in on us."

"Sounds...dangerous." Jack smirked, running his hands down Ianto's arms.

"Jack." The Welshman warned.

"And just a little bit...forbidden."

"Stop it Jack."

"I know you Ianto," Jack grinned cheekily, letting his lips graze tauntingly over Ianto's and relishing in the way Ianto's parted, begging to be kissed, "You secretly love that we could get caught. Makes it seem more reckless."

"Maybe. Or maybe you're just rubbing off on me." Ianto's voice was barely a whisper.

"You'd like that even more." Jack smirked, biting gently on the Welshman's lower lip.

"I barely know her Jack. Do you know how embarrassing it'll be if she saw or heard us?"

"Your words say no Ianto but your lips and your eyes…and other parts of your body," Jack rubbed his leg against Ianto's thigh once more, "They all scream yes."

"Must you be so smug?" Ianto's eyebrow rose.

"Must you be so sexy?" Jack retorted, pressing a soft kiss to the Welshman's lips.

Ianto pulled Jack closer, stroking the pad of his thumb along the captain's cheek. Jack let his hands stroke through the younger man's soft dark locks.

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Ikarii grinned, "Yes!"

She held up the wrist strap she had made, finally having finished creating her own vortex manipulator. It was without a doubt the most important piece of technology she would ever own. She walked up to Jack's office in search of the older man.

"Jack? Ianto? Where are you guys?"

She saw the hatch in the floor and knelt down beside it, "Jack?"

Nervously, she turned the wheel and opened the hatch, "Jack? I- Oh my god, I am so sorry!"

She laughed as she caught site of flesh on flesh, lips fighting for dominance and heard the soft moans coming from the two men. Rushing out, she decided she would go to the shooting range and try to pretend she hadn't seen what she just had.

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"Jack, get off me." Ianto moaned at the feel of the older man's tongue doing some very evil things to his neck.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe Ikarii just walked in on us!"

"Well she's gone now, no harm done."

Ianto hit the captain playfully, "Jack!"

"Hey, don't deny that you love that feeling." Jack grinned, looking up at Ianto through lust darkened eyes.

"What?"

Jack ran his hands down Ianto's sides with feather like touches, "The butterflies in your stomach that being caught gives you."

"I hadn't noticed." Ianto smirked, pulling Jack closer to him.

"Oh?"

"Not when my stomach's in knots from the torture you're giving me."

Jack chuckled, "It's only just begun Ianto Jones."

A/N: The End. BAM! Hope you enjoyed the ending. Please review for the last time and let me know which of my other stories you'd like me to finish off next.

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Gabz
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