SUMMARY: Jack & Ianto share a pleasurable morning. This chapter is rated Mature for explicit sex.
Title is from: Pleasure is the object, duty and goal of all rational creatures. VoltaireJack dozed a bit but never fell fully asleep. Mostly he watched Ianto sleep marveling at the circumstances that had brought them together. He still couldn't believe that Ianto had actually forgiven him; but he must have, Jack reasoned as he didn't take advantage of Jack's offer of the knife.
'He could have gone ahead and pretended to give in to my request. There's no way I would have known he had been planning the exact same thing himself all along.'
And now this beautiful young man was in his bed, deep in sleep with a small smile on his face. How could Ianto trust him with his safety? Once again, Jack couldn't decide if Ianto was brave, foolish, amazing or maybe all three at once. He sighed. Even if Ianto had 'wiped the slate clean' so to speak, they would have to proceed very carefully.
Jack knew that he had to be mindful that Ianto was going to be the one controlling the pace of their relationship. It had to be that way in order to insure Ianto's safety and consent. He couldn't bear the thought that he could inadvertently harm Ianto emotionally or physically again.
And he really needed to make sure that Ianto understood that he didn't do monogamy…and that Ianto didn't have to either. He would be respectful of Ianto's feelings and certainly not advertise his other activities, but he had no intention of committing himself to one person.
Jack knew he would make Ianto the center of his attentions, but he had some very dark kinks that needed tending to – kinks that he instinctively knew would horrify and disgust Ianto. Ianto's reaction to Jack's request tonight demonstrated that he wasn't going to be enthusiastic about any sexual activity that included knives or blood play. Maybe a little bondage or spanking but not torture or autoeroticism. And sometimes, when Jack visualized his life stretching out to infinity he found he needed something to ground him to the here and now; real pain and humiliation to let him know that he was alive.
And lastly there was the issue of his immortality and The Doctor. Jack had waited over 100 years for The Doctor, hoping that he could be cured of his endless life. There wasn't anything or anyone, even Ianto, who would prevent him from going with The Doctor when he finally returned to the Earth. Jack had no idea if he would be able to or even want to come back to 21st century Earth once he left.
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It was a little after 6 AM when Ianto began to stir. Jack watched as he rolled over toward him and noticed that Ianto had what he affectionately thought of as a 'morning stiffy.' Not that Jack wasn't sporting one of his own. Jack laughed, they made quite a pair; Hard and Harkness, he mused.
Ianto's eyes fluttered open and he smiled a little when he saw Jack.
"How are you this morning?" Jack whispered as he leaned over and kissed the top of Ianto's head. Ianto had no idea where his phone was so he put his hand together next to his face and closed his eyes.
"Charades! I just love this game. Let's see, you're saying that you're tired."
Ianto pretended to clap his hands for the correct answer. "Oh, and that must be the sign for wanting Captain Jack's personal attentions." Ianto's eyes flew open to see Jack pointing to his erection. He began to turn away in embarrassment, when Jack stopped him.
"Hey, look, I got a stiffy too!" Ianto raised an eyebrow at Jack but didn't take his gaze off Jack's crotch. "I have an idea for another game we can play. It's called 'shower wank.' Wanna try it?"
Ianto was doing his best to hold back a smile, but there was something about Jack, especially when he was trying to be earnest and funny that Ianto found irresistible. He pretended to think about it for a moment and then grinned at Jack nodding 'yes.'
Jack pulled Ianto over for a kiss. Ianto pushed Jack away looking disgusted. Jack was confused and asked frantically, "What did I do, what did I do now?"
Ianto couldn't think of how to mime the problem so he did his button pressing routine again. "Hang on; there must be a phone around here somewhere." Jack located Ianto's phone and handed it to him.
Ianto typed out his distress. 'You may have 51st century pheromones, but you have 21st century morning breath to go along with it.'
Jack snorted. "Ok, I can take a hint, first teeth brushing, then shower wank."
They headed over to the shower area taking clothes with them. Jack picked out the smallest shirt and trousers he owned for Ianto; they would be still be too large, but hopefully not unmanageable. Underwear, well Ianto was going to have to be a briefs man for the day.
They quickly got undressed and into the shower room. Jack was kissing Ianto's face and neck as he squeezed some shower gel into his hands. He methodically rubbed the shower gel over Ianto's shoulders and chest, down his back and over his arse. Skipping down, Jack washed Ianto's legs and then focused his attention on his crotch. Jack gently washed Ianto's erect cock as well as his balls, massaging them gently. Ianto was holding onto Jack's shoulders and was breathing heavily. Jack quickly washed himself as he continued to kiss Ianto lightly. Just as they were finishing rinsing off and before Ianto could register what was happening, Jack had Ianto pressed against the tile wall next to the shower and was kissing him senseless. His tongue was thrust inside Ianto's mouth and Ianto sucked on it enthusiastically. They finally had to break the kiss to catch their breaths.
Jack was grinding against Ianto who was pushing back with equal force. Ianto was more turned on than he could ever remember. Jack was kissing his eyes, his cheeks; then he was sucking on an earlobe, now he was sucking on his neck. Ianto's breath was becoming a little more ragged with every touch and lick and nip from Jack. Jack continued down Ianto's body, sucking on his left nipple and tweaking his right. Ianto jerked at the feel of Jack's teeth gently playing with the left nipple some more.
Jack ran his hands over Ianto's sides telling Ianto how much he wanted him. "Ianto, its been decades since I've wanted someone the way I want you." Jack's hands moved between them and grabbed both their cocks. Ianto began to thrust into Jack's hands, Jack matching his own thrusts to Ianto's rhythm. Ianto had his eyes closed and was leaning with his head and hands against the wall.
Jack could feel Ianto's cock swell a bit and pulled his hands away. Ianto squeezed his eyes shut in frustration. Jack snickered. "Ianto open your eyes and look at me." Ianto complied to find that Jack was on his knees nuzzling the curls surrounding Ianto's cock. "Gods, Ianto, you have no idea what you do to me." Jack took Ianto's cock into his mouth and sucked it from the tip to its root. Ianto was a little worried about hurting Jack and tried to minimize his thrusts.
"Ianto don't worry about hurting me, I've had over a hundred years of practice. I want you to drive that dick of yours down my throat as hard as you can." Ianto looked a little uncomfortable, and Jack realized that maybe he hadn't approached his request quite right.
"I'm not asking you to do this as punishment to me, but as pleasure for us both. I want this, I need this Ianto, just let yourself go and fuck me into tomorrow." Jack took Ianto's cock into his mouth and Ianto began to thrust gently in. He looked at the pleading look on Jack's face and began to move a little quicker, a little deeper. Jack groaned with pleasure. He pushed out with his thoughts, 'that's it, take control, let me be your bitch.'
Ianto picked up the pace of his thrusts. Jack began to suck in earnest. Ianto's hands were running through Jack's hair and he continued to increase his speed as he plunged deeper into Jack's mouth. Jack relaxed his throat muscles; Ianto fisted Jack's hair and now had his entire length pistoning in and out of Jack's mouth. As he felt Ianto swell in his mouth; Jack grabbed his arse and pulled Ianto into him as deep as he could. Ianto came so hard his feet buckled under him. Jack caught Ianto at his waist and lowered him to the shower room floor while sucking out the last of Ianto's come.
Jack lay next to Ianto with one leg thrown over his hip and pulled him up into a deep kiss. Ianto was flushed and he felt completely undone. He moaned as he felt Jack rubbing his leg between his thighs. He also felt that Jack was still hard. He sat up and nodded toward Jack's erection. "Don't worry about me; I'll just finish this off."
Ianto shook his head 'no.' He pushed Jack over on his back and began to stroke his shaft. Jack closed his eyes, groaned and pushed into Ianto's fist. Ianto stroked Jack adding a little twist to the motion. Jack couldn't believe that Ianto was working him so expertly. Suddenly, Jack felt Ianto's hand leave him and…oh god, his tongue was teasing the slit of Jack's cock.
Jack's eyes flew open. "Ianto, don't try to take me too deep; I'm pretty close, so if you just suck on the head, it'll be fine…and, uh, you don't have to swallow if you don't want to." Ianto smiled. He may have been a novice at their first encounter, but if nothing else, Ianto prided himself on being a very quick learner.
He took Jack's head into his mouth and began to suck lightly, pausing occasionally to move his tongue around the base of the head. As Jack had done, he licked the vein at the back of Jack's cock before returning to sucking the head with a little more pressure. Ianto eased more of Jack's cock into his mouth and began to suck as hard as he could. Jack was thrusting up, but Ianto was able to keep the penetration at a comfortable depth. It felt exquisite. "Oh gods, Ianto, this feels amazing." Jack was astonished at how confident Ianto was going down on him. Jack's thrusts quickened and he could feel his whole body tightening as he reached his climax. "Shit, Ianto, I'm gonna come."
Ianto cradled Jack balls and squeezed lightly. Jack couldn't hold back and with a final thrust he came into Ianto's mouth. Ianto didn't move away and did the best he could to swallow Jack's come. He was a little sloppy, but Jack smiled at how well Ianto had done. He pulled Ianto's face up to his and licked away a little come that had dripped from the corner of Ianto's mouth. "Thank you Ianto, that was wonderful." He cupped Ianto's face in his hands and pulled him into another scorching kiss. Jack sighed. "As much as I'd like to keep going here, we better get dressed and get breakfast so we're not late for your appointment at Clifton's.
Jack took a towel and stuck it under the shower for a moment and cleaned up himself and Ianto. Jack pulled Ianto's lips to his and kissed him again. "You are so beautiful Ianto; you make me feel things that I thought I couldn't feel anymore." Ianto sighed.
They were still kissing as they walked over to where they had put their clothes earlier. Ianto noticed a pile of clothes, his clothes, that hadn't been there before. He looked up and saw Owen leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest glaring at them both.
