Jack let Ianto and the Doctor sleep as he got up to tend to Conner several times during the night. He normally didn't need much sleep so he didn't mind getting up with the infant. Each time, he would make sure Conner was fed and had a fresh nappy before returning the baby to his cot. Around three in the morning, however, Conner decided that he didn't want to sleep anymore. Jack ended up sitting out in the living room. He played with Conner's arms and made him kick as he cooed at the baby. Conner just stared up at him and Jack couldn't want for him to learn to smile and laugh. He thought sadly for a moment that Conner might no longer be staying with them when it happened. He quickly pushed the thought away as he smiled at the little boy.
"You're just not going to let me get any more rest tonight are you?" He questioned his tone soft but happy. "You don't care it is almost four in the morning now. You want to play and dance. That's alright, I don't mind. We just need to make sure that your daddy continues to sleep peacefully because he is hurting, Conner. So we can kick and play but we have to do it quietly okay?" Conner kicked at him and Jack laughed. Soon it was obvious, though, that the baby was becoming over stimulated. Jack wrapped him in his blanket, cuddling him close. He hummed softly until the infant fell asleep in his arms. He wasn't ready to put Conner back in his cot yet, though, so he continued to hold the sleeping child close as he relaxed on the couch.
"Morning sir," Ianto whispered as he came out into the living room. He stood behind the couch, leaning over it so that he could kiss Jack on the lips. "Conner keep you up all night?"
"Kind of, but that's alright I didn't need to sleep last night anyway," Jack answered him. Ianto rolled his eyes. While he knew that Jack could go days without sleep due to his immortality, Jack was always happier and more energetic when he slept at least a few hours.
"Coffee?" Ianto questioned.
"Please," Jack responded. He watched Ianto disappear into the kitchen as he pulled himself to his feet. Carrying Conner into their room, he laid him gently down in his cot. Crossing the short distance to the bed, he pulled the blankets down from the Time Lord's face. The Doctor scrunched his nose at the sudden change in temperature. He rubbed his face on the side of the pillow as a soft snore escaped. Content that the Doctor was alright, Jack covered him back up and then moved to the bottom of the bed. He had checked the Doctor's ankle several times during the night as it continued to swell and bruise. Now it was a colorful array of black and purple, making Jack wonder what happened. He hoped to get his answers soon, though making the Time Lord talk about himself would be an even bigger challenge than getting him to stick around for a few days.
"Did you want me to make him a cup of tea?" Ianto asked softly. Jack shook his head no.
"Let him sleep," Jack answered going to the door. He closed the door behind him, leaving it open just a crack so that he could hear if Conner or the Doctor needed him. With both of them asleep, he turned his attention to Ianto. Over his long years, he had often used sex as a way of comfort. He had wanted to sleep with his young lover last night, but with the Doctor sharing their bed it wasn't possible. So now, he took the opportunity to slip his hand down Ianto's trousers as he pulled him close.
"What if he wakes up?" Ianto questioned as he felt his body responding to Jack's touch. He couldn't help it as Jack's hand knew exactly how to convince him to respond. Also, after months of having sex inside the hub, there was almost a thrill he found at thought of getting caught. It didn't matter if it was by one of the other members of Torchwood that he had to still work with later in the day.
"Then you better be quiet," Jack replied as he continued to tease Ianto with his hand. Ianto couldn't help but thrust his hips as Jack's hand moved. He pushed his lips to Jack's, tasting his mouth as together they stumbled the few steps to the couch, collapsing down on it. Ianto tried to hurry Jack as he listened closely for any sign that the Time Lord was waking up. Even with the thrill of possibly getting caught, he didn't want the Doctor to actually catch them.
"Sir," Ianto whimpered into Jack's mouth as his hand released him. He was so close to reaching completion but Jack wasn't going to let him off that easy. He both loved and hated Jack for it at the moment as his body ached. Reaching down, he brushed his fingers across his own member but Jack slapped his hand away.
"Uh, uh, uh. You didn't think you were getting off that easily did you?" Jack wondered. Ianto watched as Jack arched his back off the couch lowering his trousers to his thighs. Ianto groaned. He didn't even think about his actions, though, as he stood up lowering his own trousers. He heard the cap of the lube that Jack always kept nearby as he straddled Jack's hips. Sitting back slowly, he took Jack deep into his body feeling a slight burn as he did. He kept going until his bare bottom met Jack's skin. It was his turn to tease Jack as he moved slowly up and down, staring into his lover's lust filled eyes. He couldn't help the soft whimpers of Jack's name as he brought them closers and closer to completion. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. He bit down on Jack's shoulder as he fell over the edge with a long, low groan. Jack followed him a moment later as he bit back his own cry.
"You squeaked," Ianto giggled.
"I did not," Jack argued. Ianto nodded forcing himself to stand on shaky legs. His body felt like jelly and he wanted to remain joined with his lover but he made sure to fix his trousers as Jack fixed his own. The thought of a shower briefly crossed his mind before collapsing on the couch next to Jack. He kissed Jack softly on the lips as Jack wrapped an arm around him. Holding him close.
"The coffee?" Ianto wondered.
"It can wait a moment," Jack told him as he pushed their lips together again. Ianto didn't argue as he kissed him back. Jack reached up thumbing the side of Ianto's face as he deepened the kiss. Pushing him gently to lean back on the couch, he was ready for a second round. The sound of a moan from the bedroom caused him to pause though. He broke the kiss with several short kisses as he smiled down at his young Welsh lover. "Later," he promised.