AN: So… here ya go. :)

Disclaimer: Don't own Torchwood

Warnings: Punishments, and sexy times.

Spoilers: Season 2 episode 2

Ianto

Jack was staring at me when I woke up in the hotel room. "You're adorable when you sleep."

I yawned and rolled my eyes at the same time. "Am not."

"I had a talk with Owen last night."

I grunted.

He continued, "He says you're mad at him?"

"So?"

"Stay mad at him for me."

"Okay," I said slowly. "Can I ask why?"

He gripped my chin and made me look at him. "You're mine."

"Yes," I replied getting lost in his eyes.

"He wants to take you from me," he said almost pouting.

"No one ever could," I said stoking his ego.

He smiled. "Still, I know you liked him in the past…"

"I hate him now,"

"Ianto, stop interrupting me," he warned before continuing, "I wasn't jealous then… and I'm not really jealous now, but… he likes you a bit more then I'm comfortable with. So, if I see you flirt with him or even smile at him nicely I'll bend you over my knee, no matter where we are."

"Is that supposed to make me not wanna do it?" I teased. He frowned at me.

"Ianto, I mean it. He has more feelings for you then you have for him, he'll never move on if he thinks there's a chance."

It was my turn to frown. "So this isn't about me then? You're not… you just think I'll hurt him?"

He nodded.

I turned away from him. "May I sleep a bit more?" I asked feeling like I wasn't wanted.

"You want me to be jealous?" he asked ignoring my question.

I shrugged. It would be nice for him to be a bit jealous.

I heard him sigh behind me. I fluffed the pillow and pretended to ignore him. He slipped his hand down my side and ran his fingers gently over my tattoo. "Who gave this to you? Another man?"

I grinned into the pillow. I knew he was about to pretend to be jealous just for me.

"Yes, he's name was Jude…" I lied. His name had been Nathen.

Jack pinched my side. "What did you give him in return for the tattoo?"

I whimpered and leaned back into him.

"Answer me," he growled.

"Let him fuck me on the tattoo chair," I lied again. I'd paid him.

"Did he think the J was for him?"

"No."

He let his hand travel up to my nipple ring. He tugged on it gently until I gasped then asked. "Did he give you this as well?"

"Yes," I breathed.

He shifted our positions so that he was hovering above me. "Ianto, I know you want me to be possessive and jealous… and to an extent I am, but… in reality, I don't see a need for those emotions. I'm not an insecure person when it comes to things like this. I know that you're mine. I know where I stand, and truthfully I love to watch you fuck others… like when we had the thing with Owen and when we went to Brock's. And seriously the idea of watched you being fuck on a tattoo chair really turns me on."

I turned my eyes away and look at the wall. "I won't lead your precious Owen on," I promised feeling upset that he couldn't even pretend for me.

He gripped my chin and forced me to look at him. "I'm forgiving you for your jealousy today, because I've been away for so long. But starting today, I will be proving that you too have no reason to be insecure about your importance to me. Okay?"

I nodded but didn't meet his eyes. "I don't know why it matters anyway, this is just physical after all," I spat.

A knock on the door prevented him from responding. He sighed and got off the bed. I heard him walk to the door before I heard Tosh's voice talking about a rift alert and I knew that are conversation was over for the time being.

The day was exhausting just like every day had been since the day Jack had left. Only now Jack was back. We hadn't been alone since the morning and it was nearly midnight. Gwen had already left, seeing Jack's return as a reason to have more time to spend with Rhys planning their wedding.

Tosh and Jack were in the weapons room looking over some new tech that had come in while the captain was away and I was typing up a report on Tosh's computer. Owen was somewhere in the building I just didn't care where.

I heard Tosh let out a laugh and I turned to see Jack whispering something in her ear. Our conversation from earlier came to the forefront of my mind and even though I knew it was stupid I found myself feeling jealous of Tosh. I rolled my eyes at myself and went back to typing my report only to hear the tech specialist laugh again and forget about what I was typing.

"So you and Jack have a fairy tale reunion?" Owen asked suddenly parking himself inside my personal bubble.

"Yes, it was just like snow white…" I replied sarcasticly avoiding looking at him.

"Were you Prince Charming?"

"No I was a dwarf…"

That got a chuckle out of him and without even thinking about it I smiled charmingly at him only to look up and see Jack glaring at me.

I pressed the print button on Tosh's computer and hightailed to the archives before Owen could say another word. Jack was right on my tail, and I wondered if he'd ended his conversation with Tosh just as rudely as I'd ended mine with Owen.

I was nearly in my office when he caught me and slammed be back first up against the wall. He gripped my chin with one hand and forced me to look at him then used his thumb to trace my lips. "These lips have been doing a lot of naughty things lately. Lying, talking back, and smiling at people they shouldn't be." With the last word he slapped me. Not too hard, but with enough force to really get my attention. "Get on your knees and remind me what those lips are supposed to do!" he growled pushing me down by my shoulders.

I sank down not even willing to argue my case because I didn't feeling like giving my lover a blow job was a punishment. I opened his trousers and breathed him in. "Get to it," he growled.

He was still semi soft when I pull him out of his briefs but it took no time at all to get him to full hardness. Just a few teasing licks and tug and I was taking him into my mouth. "There's my good boy," he praised when I swallowed him whole. He put his hand on the back of my head and held me there until I gagged. He let me pull away slightly to catch my breath. Then he began to fuck my throat with no regard to my need to breath.

I was light headed by the time he came. He pulled out of my mouth and I half-heartedly cleaned him off before nearly falling over. He caught me of course. He tugged me to my feet then tossed me over his shoulder.

Neither of us talked as he walked us back to the main hub. Tosh and Owen were thankfully gone when we got there. Jack deposited me on the couch and walk away toward his office only to come back moments later with a ball gag and a wash cloth.

I groaned. My jaw was already sore and the gag was going to add to that. He ignored my protest and attached it to me without speaking. He gently placed the cloth in my hand. "Drop it if you need to use a safe word," he whispered giving me a delicate kiss on my forehead. I nodded.

"Let's go down to the bunker," he said pulling me up. I made sure to keep a good grip on the rag as I followed him to his room. He pointed to the bed when I finally reached the bottom of the ladder and I went to lay on it.

I kept my eyes mostly on the ceiling except for a quick peek at Jack when I heard the strike of a match. He was lighting a ton of tea light candles that he had set out on top of his dresser. "Why don't you go ahead and get undressed?" he said when he noticed me watching him.

I took off everything but my boxer briefs and waited for his next command. He frowned at me when he turned away from his dresser. "Those need to go too."

My eyes darted toward the candles. "Now," he yelled. I hurriedly took off my underwear and put them with the rest of my clothes. "Back on the bed."

I got back on it but I didn't lay down. Instead I pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them all while still gripping the washcloth tightly in my hand.

"Lay down beautiful, you're freaking yourself out for nothing."

That was easy for him to say, he wasn't about to have hot wax poured on his most intimate parts. Still I did as he said and laid down flat on the bed.

"Good boy," he praised walking toward the dresser and picking up one of the candles. Probably one of the first ones he'd lit. "Stay still for me and I won't tie you up. Move and I will tie you up and I'll get out some bigger candles."

All I could do was nod in agreement. He came to stand over me then he poured the wax onto my chest. It wasn't as bad as I'd expected, but it was still pretty hot. He continued to pour the small things of wax all over my front side, thankfully avoiding my cock. I stayed as still as possible.

Finally he picked up the last candle and to my horror when he came back to the bed he grabbed my member. "Don't move," he warned. I gripped the bed sheets hard and whimpered as best as I could through the ball gag. As the hot wax landed on my cock's head my muffled whimper turned into a muffled scream.

"Good boy," Jack whispered when it was over and the pain had passed. He gently removed the gag and massaged my jaw for me. I stayed silent. "Now, do you think that was punishment enough? Or do you think you deserve more?"

I thought about all the things I'd done while Jack was gone. It had been a lot, of course he didn't care about it, but I did. "More," I said my voice cracking.

"Figured you'd say that," he said bending and kissing the side of my mouth. He stood and pulled out a chair from the corner of the room and sat down on it. "Come on then, over my knee."

I slid out of bed and walked over to him. My skin felt weird with all the dried wax on it and bits of it fell onto the floor. I laid over my Dom's knees and readied myself for what was about to come. Only it didn't come. Jack ran his hand over my back and down my ass then back up again.

"Before I spank you, I wanted to have a little chat."

"Okay sir," I replied thinking that there were many more comfortable positions I'd rather be in to have a chat.

"This isn't just physical for me. I never should have said that it was. Also, I've been thinking today that perhaps the reason you can be a bit jealous at times is because I've never let you know where you stand with me. So I'm telling you now. You are number one on my list. No one else compares to you and as long as you are alive no one else ever will."

I didn't know what to say. He'd basically just said he loved me without using the actual word. Tears prickled at my eyes. "I feel the same about you Jack," I finally said.

He squeezed my shoulder. "I know, and I'm very grateful," he whispered.

We were both silent for a moment then his hand slid down my back again to my bare ass. "Count them for me beautiful."

Jack

It had been a long first week back. My team was spent and I knew they needed some time off. Especially Ianto. He hadn't left my side since I'd gotten back, and I knew I was keeping him awake more than I should have been. Nightmares were hard for me to overcome so when I had them the only way to rid myself of the panic afterward was to lose myself in Ianto.

"Do you want some coffee sir," Ianto yawned leaning against the doorway of my office.

I shook my head. "No, I just got off the phone with Owen. He and Gwen are going to keep an eye on the robber tonight, see if he knows anything about what caused his injuries. We may as well get a bit of shut eye."

"Okay," he said already walking toward the hole that led to our room. I got up and followed him. I watched as he took off his clothes with his eyelids drooping then he crawled into bed without even looking to notice that I was still dressed.

I tucked him in and he didn't complain. "I just need to get a bit of fresh air," I whispered in his ear.

"Okay Jack, be safe…" he yawned turning in the bed and getting comfortable. I smiled and left him to his slumber.

The night was chilly as I stood atop the millennium center and attempted to think about nothing. It didn't work of course.

On my third day back I'd slipped away and given Brock a call just to see if there'd been any kidnapping attempts while I was away. He'd said there hadn't been. I'd asked him about the day the President of the United States was assassinated. He said he'd been on his way to pick up Ianto the moment he saw it happen but stopped when Kieran had called and said the alien threat was gone.

And that's all I could think about. What had happened to Ianto during the year that never was must have started with Brock. I didn't think that it was a nice experience though, if Ianto's dream was anything to go by. The others had all had dreams too. Gwen had confessed to me that she was having a recurring nightmare about Rhys being butchered alive. Tosh told me that while I was away she dreamt that I was being suspended in a dark place and screaming in agony. I had a feeling Owen had had a dream too. He just wouldn't share it with me.

All that lead me to believe that my old friend couldn't be trusted. And that really hurt. Especially since I'd been foolish enough to trust him with my Ianto.

A call from Gwen pulled me out of my dwelling and forced me to go back to being the leader of Torchwood.

"I'm glad the world didn't end," Ianto gasped as I pulled away from his lips to give him some time to breathe. I kissed down the side of his neck and gently sucked his pulse point. "I'm sorry you died though, I know that it's hard for you."

"Ianto," I begged willing him to shut up and just let me fuck him.

"Sorry Sir," he said as I pushed a hand into his pants. He was already half way hard.

"I just want to feel you beautiful," I explained using my free hand to caress his cheek. He leaned into my touch letting out a happy moan when I closed my hand around his cock. "Your body is so soft and warm," I continued. He bucked into my hand. "And responsive," I added with a half laugh.

"Please," he begged. I gave in and pushed his pants down the rest of the way until they met his trousers on the floor.

"What do you want blue eyes?" I asked.

"You only you."

I pulled him away from the wall and bent him over my desk. It was his favorite place, which was why I didn't fuck him over it that often, I wanted to keep it special. He looked back at me and bit his lip. He was always so sexy.

I gave him a gentle smack on his perfect ass. "You're so perfect," I insisted giving his ass cheek a squeeze. He let out a small happy moan. I bent over him and grabbed the lube out of the top drawer. I quickly opened him and sank my cock into his tight heat. I felt whole.

"So you two are busy then?" Owen's voice came I turned my head to see him leaning against the doorway.

"Yes!" I snapped slapping Ianto's ass when he attempted to move.

"Well, you could've waited till I left," Owen annoyingly continued.

I rolled my eyes and looked back toward my lover. "I'm just going to pretend you're not here," I growled at Owen over my shoulder as I pulled slowly out of Ianto and then slammed back in.

"Yellow," Ianto snapped clearly uncomfortable with just pretending Owen wasn't there.

I looked back at Owen who had taken it upon himself to sit down. "Leave now, or you're fired." At that moment I was completely serious.

"Please Ianto," Owen begged. "I don't want to be alone."

"Then go to a pub!" Ianto snapped. I gave him another slap on the ass for speaking out of turn.

"Go to a pub," I told Owen. I didn't have to be able to see Ianto's eyes to know he was rolling them.

"I'll do anything," Owen begged and I could tell he was serious. I sighed and realized I wasn't going to be able to climax anytime soon.

I slowly pulled out of Ianto and zipped myself back up. "Get dressed Ianto."

My sub sighed with clear aggravation but began to do as he was told.

"How about we watch a film?" I suggested to Owen.

"What? Why can't we just all have sex?"

"Because I only want to have sex with Jack," Ianto explained pulling on his undershirt.

Owen looked down at his feet for a moment.

"So film?" I repeated when we'd all been silent too long.

Owen looked up but not at me. He looked at Ianto, "Your Dom clearly wants to fuck me or at least let me watch him fuck you. Aren't you supposed to do what he wants?"

Ianto rolled his eyes. "You clearly still don't get how our relationship works."

"Then explain!" Owen snapped. I suddenly felt like a third wheel in this fight.

"Basically the sub rules," Ianto said as if it was clear as day.

I raised my eyebrow at that but chose not to comment because in reality he was probably right and I was really hoping to get laid sooner rather than later.

"Oh so you're saying I'm in charge then?" Owen quipped.

Ianto narrowed his eyes. "You are not my sub. If you'd like a Dom I can suggest a nice bar where you could find one."

Owen sighed. "Ianto, I just… It was a rough day. We nearly died… at least let me watch."

"Everyone in Cardiff nearly died, does that mean I should let them all watch too?"

"Sounds like a plan," Owen teased.

"Okay," I finally intervened when Ianto took a step closer to Owen. If I let it continue there would be blood shed or angry sex… or possibly both. "Listen Owen, you are of course welcome to stay for the night, but there won't be any sex."

"Well then can we go out and get pissed?" Owen begged. I saw Ianto make his consideration face, as if he thought going out and getting drunk sounded like a fun time.

"No, if you want to get pissed you can do it here, where I can make sure you don't get into trouble," I replied speaking to Owen but narrowing my eyes at Ianto, who in turn gave me his best innocent smile.

"You gonna let him drink?" Owen asked gesturing toward Ianto.

"He can do as he wishes, he is 'in charge' after all," I said still not taking my eyes off Ianto. I wasn't too surprised when, minutes later as we were beginning to watch a film in the new conference room, Ianto declined Owen's offer of a beer.

It was a good thing too because the beer I'd given Owen had a minor sedative in it and within thirty minutes the annoying doctor that I couldn't help but care about was passed out cold.

"Where were we?" I whispered in Ianto's ear. He looked across the table at Owen and looked at me with surprise.

"You drugged him? I nearly took one of those," He said in disbelief.

"Yeah, and if you had when you woke up, I would have reminded you who is in charge."

He got up from his seat next to me and I pushed back in mine so he could sit in my lap. "You're in charge Captain," he insisted nibbling on my ear.

I wrapped my arms around him. "I'm very aware."

He nuzzled his nose against my neck and sighed in content.

"No, don't you go falling asleep right here," I said nudging him. "I'm taking you over my desk tonight, even if I have to drug every employee I have."

He laughed and got up. "I'll meet you there then," he yawned. I gave him a three minute head start then started back up to the main hub and into my office. He was waiting for me in the exact position he'd been in when Owen interrupted us.

I wasted no time taking what was mine. "Who's in charge Ianto?" I growled as I ploughed into him.

"You Sir," he yelled. "Always you!"

"So if I'd drank the beer I'd be waking up about now?" Ianto said early the next morning. I still hadn't let him go to sleep. At the moment we were just resting on the bed and I was running my fingers through his hair.

"Probably."

"Would you have tied me up?"

"Yes."

"What next?" he asked.

I smiled knowing that after I described what his punishment would have been for drinking he'd be ready for another round. "When you were fully awake I would have first made sure you could tell me your safe words."

"Boring," he sighed.

I gave his cheek a little smack and he shut up. "Boring but necessary. Anyway after that I would have gotten your cock nice and hard…" I paused as I felt his lower half squirm. "Using my mouth of course."

He hummed and turned his head into my chest.

"Once you were hard I would have put a ring on your cock. You know the shock one…" I trailed off and he whimpered. "Oh yes, I love the way you move your body when those tiny shocks are going through you. Of course after the third one your cock would most likely have softened a bit. So I'd have lubed you up and forceed a vibe into you putting it right on your prostate and turning it to the highest setting."

His hips began to grind against my side and I wasn't even sure he was aware of it. I continued my erotic tale of his fake punishment. "After a while, I'd most likely would've become bored with the shock therapy and I would have removed it along with the vibe. I'd have giving you the option of a break… which I doubt you would have taken. I would then have turned you over so your ass was in the air, and I would have taken my belt to you."

"How red?" he begged to know.

I turned so that we were facing each other and wrapped my hand around both of our hard cocks. "As bright as a lobster," I breathed leaning my head toward him and grabbing his lip with my teeth before using my free hand to pull his head closer into a bruising kiss. He came what seemed like moments later.

"I didn't say you could cum again," I said to him as he tried to recover.

"I'm sorry."

I smiled. "Ride me till I cum and I'm sure I won't have to involve my belt," I winked.