AN: Okay, so first, I'm going into hiding until the uproar around this chapter dies down...lol. Don't worry, I'll keep writing, but please don't throw rotten tomatoes my way. Just to let you know, there are about 5 different versions of this chapter. The boys just couldn't make up their mind on what they wanted to do.

I REALLY want to thank mama rocks for her beta job and her help on this chapter. You folks reading have no idea how much better she makes it. :D


Chapter 25 - Tripping Over the Edge

Ianto growled and grabbed Jack's wrists as he rolled his body fully on top of the other man's. There was no way that he was going to allow Jack to think that he'd relented in any way, though if he was honest with himself he was more ready then he wanted to let on. After everything they'd already done, he knew that it could only get better, and the thought of Jack thrusting deep into his body was enough to make his cock twitch again with arousal.

Leaning forward, Ianto nipped at Jack's lower lip his teeth worrying the soft skin gently. Jack groaned and Ianto pulled away from him, a smug grin flitting over his mouth. Every time he managed to get a reaction out of Jack, he felt empowered in a way that he never knew possible. It was something he could focus on, a way to prove just how much Jack wanted him.

He left his mouth a hairsbreadth away from Jack's, chuckling softly when he heard another low groan, this time of frustration when he refused to give in and kiss him. Instead he spoke, his own voice sounding huskier than ever he'd heard it before.

"I did no such thing sir. If I recall correctly it was you begging me to take off your trousers."

Jack grinned at him, his blue eyes sparkling with mirth, reflecting the dim light around them. Leaning up, he pressed a swift kiss against Ianto's lips just before he thrust his body unexpectedly upwards and rolled both of them over. Ianto barely had time to struggle as Jack twisted his hands around and captured both of his wrists within one of his palms. Ianto groaned, his cock hardening even further, all his arguments escaping his mind as Jack pressed their groins roughly together.

"I don't think you're recalling correctly Ianto. Ironically enough..." Jack said unfalteringly as he tilted his hips again, "for once, I think I can actually prove you wrong."

Ianto blinked a few times, his mind completely befuddled. Despite the fact that he had felt fully sated a mere five minutes before, he was nearly ready to grab Jack and snog him senseless, thrusting against him until he came again. He arched his body, his hands opening and closing in frustration within the confines of Jack's restraining one. He really wanted to touch Jack, to feel the skin sliding smoothly against his.

He was surprised when Jack suddenly released his wrists and pulled back until he was kneeling between his thighs, looking down at him with a hint of vainglory. Ianto moved to grab him, but Jack pushed his arms back down just before he moved his own hands behind his back, with a completely innocent look on his face. Ianto's mouth dropped open in shock as the raspy and desperate sound of his own voice suddenly echoed throughout the tiny room begging Jack to let him come.

"What the bloody hell? How did you..."

His words were cut off as Jack covered him again, this time sealing his mouth against Ianto's, weaving their tongues together slickly. The kiss was rough and desperate, so hard it might have hurt, except that Ianto was pressing back just as vigorously. Jack's teeth grazed his lips and Ianto felt a shudder wrack his body as he fought for dominance over the kiss, pressing their mouths together with even more force. His hands came up to grip Jack's body closer, his nails digging into the hard muscles of the other man's arse. He growled as he tried to push Jack back over, only to have the other man hold him down by pressing against him vehemently.

They struggled against each other for a moment, almost wrestling, until Jack finally pulled away, his lips kiss swollen and quirking with a grin. Ianto glared at him for a moment with his eyes narrowed, then couldn't stop a deep laugh escaping from his chest, or the wide smile that graced his own mouth. Jack laughed with him, the sound sending waves of relief throughout Ianto's entire body.

Ianto's laughter superseded into a groan the moment Jack rocked their hips together once more, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head. Amusement faded quickly becoming replaced by a burning desire that invaded his whole body. Staring up at Jack's face he finally admitted to himself that he was ready for Jack to fuck him. He wanted more than anything to feel Jack taking him, thrusting deep into his body and making him lose control.

"I'm..." he said with a low voice, almost unaware that he was speaking until he had already started, "...ready Jack. I need to feel you. I need you to fuck me."

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Jack struggled for a moment, every part of his body screaming to just take Ianto up on his offer. His smile faltered for a moment, then came back somewhat haltingly. Something was stopping him, something that told him Ianto didn't quite know what he was asking for. If he actually gave in, there was no turning back for the young man. He knew that 21St century people lived within very defined categories. Ianto had never been in a relationship with a man before and Jack was almost certain this was a step further than the young man realised in the midst of a lust filled moment. At this point, Ianto could still walk away and brush the whole thing off as curiosity. Just because he'd explained that there were emotions involved, didn't mean Ianto fully comprehended the depths that they could get to.

Rocking his hips into Ianto's, he leant forward and ran his lips along the young man's jaw line, moving up until they brushed against the lobe of Ianto's ear.

"You're not ready Ianto." He breathed softly as he ran his hand over Ianto's chest, stopping to tweak one of his nipples.

"You may think you are, but there's still some doubt left. I can see it clearly when you look at me."

Ianto growled and grabbed Jack's hand on his chest trapping it and not allowing him to move. He wrapped his other arm around Jack's waist, pulling their bodies tightly together. Jack tried not to wince, but Ianto tightened his grip even further as he spoke with a slightly menacing tinge in his voice.

"I'm not going to fucking beg Jack. Forget your God damn fantasy."

Jack pressed his lips against Ianto's throat, sucking and biting at the soft skin. Ianto released his hand and grasped Jack's hair tightly between his fingers, pulling him away from what he was doing. Their eyes met and Jack was honestly surprised at the angry glare that challenged him.

"You're not going to distract me Jack. Just bloody tell me, yes or no?" he said with a growl.

Jack tilted his head, staring down at Ianto almost quizzically. Pressing his lips upwards against Ianto's neck as he spoke softly, making sure his breath slid into Ianto's ear with each word.

"Turn over Ianto....on your hands and knees."

Ianto looked at him, suspicion written over every aspect of his face. Everything from his arched eyebrow to his slight scowl told Jack that the young man knew he was up to something. Instead of arguing he released Jack and pushed him away. He was still watching Jack with doubt as he rolled onto his stomach and propped his body up. He spread his legs minutely, giving Jack unrestricted access and a view that made Jack struggle to maintain control.

Jack sucked in a deep breath, drawing in the air until it filled every bit of his lungs. Every cell in his body was screaming at him to take what Ianto was offering him and just deal with consequences later. However, under the lust and need that all but consumed him, he maintained enough control to draw out the anticipation. When he finally did take Ianto and made sure he owned him body and soul, Ianto would understand why he had kept control for so long.

He closed his eyes, trying to block out Ianto's luscious muscular frame from his mind. The image still assaulted him, but it was much easier to regain his senses when he didn't have the temptation invading his sight. He took a few deep breaths and opened his eyelids again, with a much stronger hold on his control. Reaching forward, he ran his palm down the young man's spine, mapping out each ridge with his fingertips. When his hand reached the soft swell of Ianto's arse, Ianto groaned and dropped his head, his breathing starting to come in soft shallow panting gasps.

Jack leant forward and draped his body over Ianto's, resting all of his weight against the young man's frame. He wanted to show him something of what to expect, but wasn't sure Ianto would accept it. Leaning forward, he grazed his lips and teeth along the edge Ianto's ear, feeling the warm hard body shudder under him. While Ianto was distracted he dug between the bed and wall, pulling out a small bottle of lube.

He dropped the small tube beside their bodies and began to press soft kisses along the ridge of Ianto's ear as he started to speak in a near whisper.

"I could make you beg Ianto, you do know that right?"

He ran has hands down Ianto's arms, caressing every inch before bringing his fingers back up to run along the young man's shoulders.

"It would be so easy, and such a fucking turn-on."

Jack sat up, making sure his own cock rested against the round hills of Ianto's arse as he grasped the young man's shoulders and pulled their bodies flush against one another. Reaching down, he grabbed the lube he'd just dropped and flicked it open with his finger, then turned it over dribbling it on his own cock. He closed the bottle and dropped it again, then grasped Ianto's arse, spreading the globes so that his cock slid smoothly in the valley between them. He gave a few experimental thrusts, closing his eyes as pleasure radiated from the easy slide of skin against skin.

Ianto bucked backwards against him, keening loudly, causing Jack to nearly growl in frustration. For a moment, he'd lost himself and forgotten exactly what he was trying to do. He continued where he'd left off, his voice cracking a little more than he'd like as he spoke.

"I could rim you. From how you reacted before, that would have you damn near writhing. Can you feel it Ianto? Can you feel my hot and moist tongue thrusting into your body, over and over? Can you feel the rough ridge coating that tight ring of muscle as I point my tongue and press deep into you?"

Jack pulled back and ran his tongue down Ianto's spine, fighting the urge to laugh as the young man groaned and arched into the wet touch. He pulled back even further dipping the tip of his tongue into the beginning crevice of Ianto's bottom, flicking it just above where he knew Ianto was aching to have him. Ianto groaned and shifted his body, tilting his stomach towards the bed as he tried to shift closer to the invading and teasing tongue.

Jack straightened back up, lined up his cock, grasped Ianto's hips and thrust against his body again, gasping as he felt the tight ring of muscle flexing against the bottom of his cock. He knew Ianto had done it deliberately, but there was no way he was going to acknowledge it. If he had any chance of reigning in the urge to just thrust into Ianto's body, he was going to have to remain dominant. Instead he curved his hand around Ianto's hip and wrapped his fingers around his weeping cock. Until that moment, he'd been avoiding touching Ianto's erection. Ianto made a noise that was something of a cross between a growl and a groan as Jack's fingers began to stroke his hard flesh. Ianto's hips canted into the rhythm, keeping up with the slow steady stroking of Jack's hand.

Jack closed his eyes, giving in to the urge to thrust heavily a few times against Ianto's arse. Some of the sounds that escaped Ianto's lips when he pleasured him hit Jack with way too much emotion. Ianto was one of the most receptive lovers he'd ever been with, and Jack knew with his history, that was an indication of something he really didn't want to focus on.

"Bloody hell Jack, would you just fuck me!" Ianto said suddenly, his voice high and coated with need.

Jack didn't answer him. Instead he pulled his cock away from Ianto's arse, letting it slide down against the young man's perineum and nudge against his balls. The temptation to just spread Ianto open and thrust deep inside of him was starting to get a little too intense, a little too real. He kept moving one hand over Ianto's cock as his other one stroked over the young man's cheeks, squeezing and moulding the tight flesh between his fingers.

"I could press my fingers deep into your body, stretching you, sliding my fingers against your prostate as I pull back. Just when you'd start to think I was about to remove my fingers, I'd thrust into you again even harder."

Jack ran his thumb through some of the lube that was coating Ianto's arse and pressed it against the tight ring of muscle, surprised as it gave way with absolutely no resistance. His thumb slid smoothly into Ianto's body all the way to the knuckle. He thrust his groin against Ianto as the young man's body gripped the digit tightly, flexing and releasing around it. Ianto's hips rocked quicker and more urgently against Jack's hands.

"God, Ianto, you are so fucking tight." Jack said before he could stop himself.

He was still mentally kicking himself as he spoke again, almost as if he had no control over his own mouth.

"So fucking hot and so fucking tight."

He shook his head and bit down on his lip to stop anything else from escaping. Pulling his thumb back, he thrust it inward again and was rewarded when he heard a groan come from Ianto as it invaded his body. Jack shifted his legs pressing Ianto's thighs closed around his cock and thrust forward, groaning himself as his cock slid smoothly between Ianto's thighs.

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Ianto was ready to lose his bloody mind. Every fucking word out of Jack's mouth was drilling through his nerves and making him ache to feel the other man's cock inside of him. Every movement of his hands on Ianto's body drove the anticipation higher and higher. The need was beginning to burn through his body, making him feel as if he was going to spontaneously combust if Jack didn't fuck him soon. Even though he'd already demanded Jack take him, he had a feeling it wasn't going to be enough. For some reason Jack had an inane notion that Ianto still wasn't ready.

'If I was any more bloody ready, I'd roll over, spread my legs and pull him close enough to draw him into my fucking body.' He thought as Jack shifted against him again, drawing a moan from deep inside his chest.

Unfortunately, Ianto was too bloody distracted to concentrate enough to do so. Every time he settled on doing what he was thinking, Jack's mouth would spout something else that would drive the idea from his mind. Just the feel of Jack's slick hand moving over his cock was going to make him come. The fact that Jack's own erection was sliding with quick short stokes against his perineum and rubbing along his hole was nearly enough to force him over the edge. Every forward thrust nudged the head of Jack's cock against his balls, making Ianto see bright flashing lights as he squeezed his eyes tightly shut, fighting for control over his own body.

Ianto's body moved uncontrollably against Jack's hands, thrusting forward into the slick tight palm and then backward into the thrusting thumb embedded deep within him. Ianto concentrated, focussing his thoughts trying one last time.

"God Jack, please quit teasing me. I want to feel you inside of me." Ianto gasped out, his body tightening and coiling with pleasure, making the words come out sounding more like a growl then he intended.

"I need you Jack...so fucking much."

Jack moaned and moved his hips quicker, thrusting his cock between Ianto's thighs with even more force. His thumb pulled out of Ianto's arse and Ianto allowed the pleasure to consume him as Jack's hand sped up stroking him, gripping him tighter in his palm. Just as Ianto thought Jack was going to finally give in, he felt Jack press two fingers into his body and drag heavily over his prostate.

Sharp spirals of pleasure and heat exploded in his abdomen. His balls drew close, his body coiling tightly, squeezing down against the invasion. He felt Jack's hand grip and twist over his erection as it swelled and throbbed in the tight grasp. Ianto gasped as he tumbled over the edge of control, crying out, come coating his abdomen with long spurts of heated wetness.

"Oh god!" Ianto groaned, his eyes slamming shut against the sensations overwhelming his body and mind.

"Ahhhhh...Jack!"

He heard a strange choking noise and realised it was coming from his own lips as the smell of Jack and sex invaded his senses. He kept gasping, every press of Jack's body against his causing sensation to spiral throughout him. Jack just kept thrusting heavily against him and Ianto knew that there was no way the other man was going to fuck him now. He wasn't sure if Jack had ever intended to in the first place.

As his mind began to settle and calm down, Ianto found himself gasping, his lungs working heavily to draw in air. Jack's body dripped with sweat, sliding against Ianto's making his own cock twitch and contract with one last spasm of arousal. When he was finally able to focus, he realised he no longer cared if Jack fucked him this time. At the moment, more than anything, he just wanted Jack to lose control, to hear the other man moan his name as he came hard and consummately.

Ianto heard a growl behind him as Jack pulled his fingers out of his body and removed his hand from his cock. Jack's hands moved to encircle his waist, gripping it tightly as he draped his body completely against Ianto's, thrusting uncontrollably. He locked his elbows, making sure he was holding both their weight, allowing Jack to take whatever he needed from his body. Just as he was starting to wonder what was wrong, he heard a low frustrated groan echo in his ear and knew in some dim part of his sensibilities that Jack was struggling to find his completion. For some strange reason, he couldn't seem to get it.

He wanted to give Jack just as much pleasure as the other man had just given him. With every ounce of willpower he had, he focussed the only strength left in his body and squeezed his thighs tightly around Jack's cock.

"Ianto..." Jack gasped suddenly, his hips jerking roughly against him.

If he wasn't already straining to hold both their weight and had any strength left he would have tilted his hips. Either way it didn't matter as Jack's body froze against him, every muscle tense, his hands gripping Ianto's hips so tightly he was sure he would have bruises. Ianto felt wet liquid heat bathe his balls and groaned low in his throat. He shuddered at the feeling as he struggled to hold both of them up. He lost the battle collapsing bonelessly onto the bed, Jack draped heavily on top of him, surrounding him with his scent and warmth.

It took a few minutes for him to be able to move. Pressing backwards, he managed to roll Jack's heavy weight off of him. Jack moaned somewhat weakly and Ianto smiled softly as he rolled over and studied the other man, his heart still thundering in his chest. Jack's eyes were closed, his face completely relaxed. Just looking at him so sated and relaxed, sent a thrill of emotion running throughout Ianto's body, making his heart stutter inside his chest. The feelings were something he didn't want to focus too deeply on. He was too worried about what they actually meant.

Ianto leant forward and brushed his lips over Jack's. The kiss was gentle and soft, barely more than a slide of wet pressure against each other. He hear d a soft sigh escape from Jack's lips, the air blowing gently over his own, causing him to smile with contentment.

Ianto closed his eyes and pressed his body fully against Jack's, his head resting against the other man's neck. Just as he began to relax and let the exhaustion take over his body, Jack spoke in a low somewhat worry tinged voice.

"Are you disappointed Ianto?"

Ianto pulled his head up and cupped Jack's chin in his palm, their eyes locking. Jack's eyelids were half open, a hint of unsurety leaking through his expression and Ianto sighed shaking his head lightly.

"Why do I get the feeling there's something you're not telling me?"

Jack reached up and pulled him close, brushing his lips against Ianto's another soft light kiss. He sighed as he grasped Ianto's hand and weaved their fingers together. His other hand pressed Ianto's head back into his neck.

"There's quite a bit about me that I need to keep secret Ianto, but I'm not sure you'll believe me if I do tell you some of it."

Ianto close his eyes, drawing in a deep breath, allowing Jack's pheromones to invade his senses. He knew there were reasons, but something inside of him wanted to know everything about Jack, every nuance and every secret. He knew it was impossible, but he couldn't help hoping that someday Jack would open up to him.

"Why don't we talk about it in the morning Jack? I'm too bloody exhausted. You certainly know how to wear me out."

Jack's body shuddered under his and Ianto smiled as he realised Jack was chuckling under his breath.

"Go to sleep Jack."

Ianto followed his own advice and allowed the exhaustion to finally overcome him. Just as he was starting to drift off, he felt Jack's arms come up to wrap around him, drawing them even closer together.

TBC

AN: So seriously, the different versions of this chapter had everything from Ianto falling asleep to storming out. I think this was a nice compromise...lol. Reviews highly appreciated and responded to!