25. 4am DAY THREE

"Jack?"

Jack grunted and rolled as Ianto shoved at him then blearily opened an eyelid to look at his bed mate.

"I need to pee" Ianto hissed and Jack moved, now aware that he had Ianto's arm pinned beneath him.

"Sorry love" Jack yawned, then went back to sleep as Ianto limped to the bathroom to relieve himself.

Jack woke to Ianto's hand cupping his cheek as he whispered his name.

Ianto pressed his mouth to Jack's. Jack's tongue caressed Ianto's lips, softly, gently in reply as he was suddenly wide awake with a Welshman on top of him. The feel of his mouth on Jack's made him hungry; He wanted more. Jack parted his lips and Ianto's tongue slipped in, exploring the contours of his mouth.

Kissing Jack was like an explosion in Ianto's mouth. It set every nerve on edge. Ianto's palm slipped down to between them, where Ianto could feel his cock straining against the material of the PJs, matching Ianto's.

Jack pushed him backwards, rolling them as his hands wrapped around Ianto's waist.

His breath was on Jack's face, hot and unsteady. Enjoying the power Ianto had over his lover's body, he slid the PJs open slowly, feeling that huge cock of his jump in response.

Ianto wrapped his palm around it, amazed at how big it was every time. A low, guttural moan escaped Jack's throat. He tipped his head back, pushing his muscular body against his hard-on.

Burying his face into Jack's neck, the feather soft trail of kisses Ianto left there made Jack's toes curl in pleasure. Ianto's lips moved down, pressing against the gentle piece of skin at the collarbone.

Jack's breathing grew erratic. He wasn't sure how much of this he could take. One of his hands slid into the top of Ianto's shirt, his fingers moved expertly over a nipple, squeezing the nub and teasing it between his fingers.

It stiffened with his touch, driving Ianto crazy.

He was on fire here.

"You're so perfect Ianto" Jack whispered.

The other hand moved around Ianto's hips and thighs before stopping on the most sensitive spot between his arse cheeks. His thumb glided over the thin cotton, massaging the hole in slow circular motions along with the seam to the PJs. Ianto jerked in response to the shockwaves it sent through his body.

Jack's fingers moved up, until they were caught in the waistband of Ianto's PJs. That's where he stopped, like he was silently asking for permission.

Ianto's breath hitched.

This fabric was the one last boundary between them and Ianto nodded in reply.

Jack inched the material down Ianto's legs. Impatient, Ianto kicked them to the floor of the room as they flapped on the cast and Jack grinned.

The musky smell of excitement filled the room and Jack's breathing was heavy now. He stared at Ianto's engorged dick like a hungry man about to enjoy a feast.

One of his lubed fingers dipped into Ianto's hole. Ianto whimpered. Another finger slipped in, both of them curling inside him. Ianto was panting now, the momentum building up in his body.

Ianto was about to explode. All they could hear was their heavy breathing. Waves of desire shot through Ianto and his hips bucked on their own, moving in rhythm with his hand. Jack's breath tickled Ianto's skin. He was as turned on as Ianto was.

Getting Ianto off was getting him off.

"Oh my God," Ianto gasped. "Ohhh..."

His hand sped up.

Ianto whimpered and grabbed at jack's butt cheek and gasped.

"I'm coming, Jack...fuck, I'm coming," Ianto panted.

"You like that, huh?" Riding the blissful waves, Ianto could only nod in reply

The tip of Jack's dick glistening with precum.

Ianto bit his lip and look up at Jack, "I want you to fuck me Jack."

His eyes darkened, his cock quivering against Ianto's hip cheek at the sound of those words. "Right now?"

Ianto snorted. He couldn't wait to feel Jack inside him. Jack's hands tightened on Ianto's waist, his fingers biting into the bare flesh of Ianto's hips.

He nuzzled Ianto's earlobe. "You sure you're ready for this?"

"Yeah," Ianto breathed.

The fact Ianto was well lubed helped Jack ease into him. He took it slow, each touch building the anticipation. His dick pushed against Ianto's prostate carefully. Once he had burrowed in Ianto could feel him grow rock hard again inside him, stretching the contours of his arse.

"Is this okay?" He breathed the words in Ianto ear, slipping his dick a little further into that sweet warmth.

"Harder."

Another thrust, this time deeper. Ianto moaned in response his fingers mindlessly clutched the sheet. He needed something- anything - to ground him from the onslaught Jack was unleashing onto his body.

"Fuckkkk," Ianto moaned the words, half-conscious he was even speaking.

Jack buried himself up into Ianto, and Ianto felt the walls of his arse stretch to accommodate the full width of his cock.

"I've wanted to fuck you for so long," Jack whispered. "I missed you."

Ianto moaned in response. Each stroke of Jack's cock was bringing him closer to another orgasm, until he was finally crying for release, every nerve in his body exploding in a downpour of fiery sensations.

Kissing Ianto's neck, he slid out tenderly. Between Ianto's thighs was a sticky mess, the front of his PJ top soaking wet.

Ianto didn't care.

For the first time in forever, he was happy.

They had time to drift together, satiated and relaxed before the day of madness had to begin.