21
"And did it feel right for you?" Jack asked the right question, as always these days and Ianto turned from the fire to smile at him lovingly.
The evening meal had been long and far too tedious for him and he was bone weary, Damec retreating with the babies leaving the two men alone and now as he looked over at Jack on the bed all he wanted was to sleep.
Jack saw something different.
His mate had held conversation all evening amidst laughter and joviality, more than one noble leaning in to hear the conversation with interest and even Jack's father had sat back and watched with amusement as Ianto wielded the mighty power of words. He had been a hit. His feet stumbling as they headed to their chambers the only tell that he was done.
Damec had spirited the babies away and Ianto had padded from the private bathroom to the fireside, naked as a Joy bird to stand and air dry, as is the habit of slaves who often did not have towels for the silly drying. Even now, in the height of power some habits were hard to break and this was one Jack enjoyed immensely.
No baby belly yet, still taut and supple, Jack's beloved was glowing with the heat of the flames, as if imbibing from them and he felt himself going hard as he watched the light flicker across the skin, tiny goose-bumps as Ianto turned to look at him while holding the mantle with one hand, his hand next to the pretty rock he had brought home from the dig.
"Ianto?"
"Yes Cariad?"
"Come tend me?"
Ianto's face lit up, a rare thing indeed to be treated as a servant still, something Jack knew he preferred in the bedroom and as Jack laid back Ianto reached the bed, crawling slowly up to his feet to nuzzle, then slide up the calf with his little pert nose.
Jack sighed as he went limp…well…most of him…and gave into the administrations of the finest Pleasure Model money could buy…well…not this one…not for sale a know…ever…..ever….ahhhhhhh
Then Ianto was inside him, taking his breath with the sudden thrust and Jack cried out as he was lifted and taken to that special place they went to when bonding. Lips on skin, teeth, strong arms and those fingers…gasping and groaning, whispers in that language that made him boneless …. .perfection …. always.
They lay panting as they came back down to earth and sighed softly, happy with themselves and each other. Now the role reversing as Jack trended his mate. He slid from the bedding and returned with a warm cloth to wipe and clean, kisses and gentle nuzzling helping there, then rushed to clean himself before returning to the bed where he ensured his lover was covered as he snored softly.
It had been a long day, Jack worried that Ianto was taking on so much but knew it was his desire to do so and despite his concerns he was trying his best not to complain. Ianto seemed to revel in this and Jack knew he needed this to feel like he had earned the seat he would sit in one day. He also knew tiring him out so he could sleep was imperative too, no laying there brooding.
Jack slid from the bed and pulled on a robe, sneaking through the wall tunnels to check the babies, knowing they would all be in Damec's big bed. His grandfather there as well ... a surprise and he watched though the mirror as his grandfather cuddled little Zane, singing softly as he stroked his tiny forehead to help sleep come, just as he had with him when little.
Storm was in the chair with her feet towards the fire, her tiny toes splayed out as she talked about something and Damec was in the bed with Jax cuddled into him, the space between the men waiting for the little minx to race up the bed and slither in once she decided she had hot feet. Jack didn't realise it, his daughter suffered cold feet like him … a rare piece of knowledge that pleased him, knowing she shared his glee in warming the toes to the fire.
He watched until she did what he knew she would, clambered up the bed to slip between great-grandparents and settle to sleep, her little face nuzzling onto Jackson's neck as he lay with a child in each arm.
Jack moved back to his room and found Ianto awake and waiting, "are they abed?"
"Yeah, all snuggled in" Jack assured him as he slid in and placed his feet against Ianto's, the snort as Ianto's feet rubbed lovingly to warm them lost in the kiss.
Time to sleep.
Let the world turn.
The fires were banked by those on night shift, excitedly staring at the two lovers entwined and more than one silently bowed before leaving the room.
All hearts warm tonight.