AN: So I know I disappeared off the face of the earth for a while. I am sorry...really. I had a lot going on in my life and unfortunately it kind of took over for a while. I am back to writing now though! I have the next chapter outlined and I'm currently working on it.
Just as a warning, this chapter deals with quite a bit of BDSM. If you don't want to read it you don't have to. I don't think you'll miss anything of big consequence. There's another scene coming up in the shower and then one final chapter (maybe 2) of Anticipation. After that I'll move onto the sequel. I hope you enjoy it!
Thanks goes to MamaRocks for helping me out so much and being so tolerant of me these past few weeks! She did a great beta job!
Chapter 37 -Finding the Line
Jack's whole body shuddered at Ianto's words, his mind a jumble of sensation. With the blindfold taking away all his visual consciousness, every other sensation was beginning to clarify into extremely sharp focus. Even the soft grazing of Ianto's lips against his skin stood out and drove jagged sparks of pleasure straight into his cock.
He felt Ianto's fingers sweep slowly along his side before curving around to lightly caress his stomach and growled in response. A soft chuckle echoed in his ear accompanied by a tickle of air and he growled again, struggling against the bonds that held him tightly to the ladder. He was quickly losing patience with the slowness of the young man's seduction.
"Ianto..."
His voice trailed away, slipping into a low groan as Ianto suddenly wrapped his other hand around Jack's erection. He tugged lightly on it a few times then released Jack completely and suddenly, taking a step away.
Jack whipped his head around pointlessly, trying to figure out where Ianto had gone. He was seriously starting to regret allowing Ianto to blindfold him. Without visual stimulation, his mind had abruptly gone into overdrive. Thoughts that he would have normally avoiding began coming to the surface in a way that would have made him shudder if they had occurred to him at any other time. Like the fact that he had given Ianto complete control over his body, or that when Ianto had asked him for permission to tie him up, he hadn't even hesitated before agreeing.
It was a testimony to how deeply he'd let Ianto into his life. Something he'd been trying to avoid doing for months now.
A sharp stinging slap from the palm of Ianto's hand landed on his arse and he jerked forward gasping as the pain shot pleasure straight through to his leaking cock.
"You need to stop thinking Jack. Stop wondering what I'm doing. Stop fighting me."
Ianto's fingers returned to travel down his spine, carefully mapping out every vertebra. Just as Ianto reached the soft curve that arched into his arse, he curled his fingers, allowing his nails to graze Jack's skin. Jack knew without a doubt that with the pressure he exerted there had to be red trails left behind. He gasped again, the sensation not quite painful but definitely enough to make him arch both away and towards it. The cock ring pressed against his perineum and he heard a sound that was disturbingly close to a whimper come from his lips.
"Ianto...quit fucking teasing me!"
Ianto chuckled again from somewhere over his left shoulder and he whipped his head towards the noise, tightening his fingers around the ring of the ladder he was tethered to.
"That sounded a little like an order..." he heard Ianto say softly from the opposite side of where he was facing.
He pivoted his head again towards the younger man only to hear another chuckle come from where he'd just turned away.
"Problem is sir, I don't think you're actually in a position to make any demands from me right now. Do you?"
Ianto's fingers returned, running down the side of Jack's face and tracing along his jaw line. They began to glide across his lips and Jack swiped his tongue out, drawing one deep into the recess of his mouth. He heard Ianto sigh softly before starting to withdraw his hand away. Jack captured the soft digit between his teeth, not allowing him to pull away. He began to smirk around it, then gasped suddenly and released it as another sharp smack landed against his arse.
"I'm making the rules, you have absolutely no say in the matter. Quit trying to take control from me Jack."
Suddenly, Jack gasped as he felt Ianto's body drape over his own, covering him completely from behind. It was almost as if Ianto had engulfed him entirely. The smell of the young man teased at his senses, permeating the air around him and coating his tongue with each breath of air he gasped in. Ianto's hard cock nestled snugly between Jack's arse cheeks as warm arms wrapped around his waist, pulling their bodies flush against one another. The sensations grew even more intense when Ianto's velvety smooth lips closed over his earlobe, nipping and suckling at it. Jack moaned aloud causing him to nearly miss the soft whisper that Ianto spoke with in his ear.
"Relax..."
His eyes slammed shut, tension running through every muscle as Ianto began to leisurely move his hips in a slow circular thrust, his cock sliding smoothly between the cheeks of his arse. He felt his muscles clench at the feeling, sharp spikes of pleasure radiating throughout him. After a few languorous thrusts Jack began to lose conciseness of everything around him. The only thing he could focus on was the feel of Ianto's body against his.
Despite that feeling, his mind still refused to relinquish. Every bone in his body demanded he not listen to Ianto's command and to take back control of the situation. It was completely against his moral fibre to submit in the way that Ianto expected him to.
He felt his jaw clench in frustration, his eyes tightening beneath the blindfold as he thrust back against Ianto almost unconsciously. He had just barely managed to complete one rotation of his hips before Ianto grasped them forcefully keeping them still within his palms. Ianto's nails bit into his flesh, his fingers pressing tight enough to leave bruises as he gasped in surprise and his hips stilled.
Ianto began to pull away, pausing as he heard Jack groan in frustration. Before Jack knew what was going on he felt another sharp stinging slap against his arse making him gasp with surprise as Ianto put more space between them. Jack's eyes flew open in surprise only to be confronted with more darkness as the blindfold remained in place.
For a brief moment, he felt the obscurity overwhelming him until he heard Ianto release a quiet sigh behind him. A low rustling whispered aside him and he whimpered as Ianto smoothly slid between his body and the ladder. He had no idea what Ianto was doing, but he pressed forward in an attempt to increase the contact between them. Ianto's palm pressed against his chest, holding him back as he leant forward and brushed an almost chaste kiss over his mouth. Ianto's lips travelled across his cheek until he reached Jack's ear, brushing so lightly along his skin that it was nearly imperceptible.
"Just give in Jack." Ianto murmured, his breath skimming along the ridge of Jack's ear as he spoke.
When Jack failed to do as he was told he heard Ianto whisper again, this time with a pleading note to his voice.
"Trust me...please..."
He shook his head minutely in response, struggling to follow wherever Ianto was trying to lead him. The problem was, he couldn't even make a valid attempt to follow the orders. There was something inside of him, holding him back. He was acutely aware of a fear that seemed to be coating the edge of his refusal, a dread that was almost tangible, bitter and unyielding. He knew without a doubt that if he relinquished, he would lose a battle that he had been fighting ever since he met Ianto in that dark and wild forest. One that seemed to be relentlessly raging between his heart and his logical mind.
He winced as he realised he could practically feel the terror spreading throughout every nerve in his body like a virus, tensing his muscles to a rigidity that practically put his aroused cock to shame.
Jack gasped aloud, the coiling in his body coming to an abrupt halt when he felt warm fingers wrap tightly around his wrists, just above where they were tethered. His right hand went completely lax as he felt a thumb slide smoothly between the cuff and his skin, pressing down gently on the centre of his wrist.
He gasped, a wave of fire racing through his veins, ebbing the tension out of his body as it moved. His mind went utterly blank, hazy and unfocussed in a way that he had completely forgotten existed. He felt Ianto's opposite thumb slide under the leather and press down the same way and it snapped the world back for a split second, just in time to understand the next words the young man spoke.
"Pressure point?"
Jack nodded heavily, barely able to move his head and he heard Ianto chuckle in response. He felt Ianto apply a slight bit more pressure and all the air left his lungs with a heavy gasp, completely forgetting to inhale afterwards. Jack's thoughts began to drift, struggling to find some form of concentration as his body began to protest. He had no idea why, but he was getting extremely woozy. It was only as Ianto leant forward, pressing his lips lightly against Jack's ear and spoke that he realised what was going on.
"Breathe Jack...just breathe."
The lightheaded feeling that was starting to overcome him disappeared as he gasped in a rush of air, completely filling his lungs, before letting it go again. It released from his body slowly, his muscles losing all their tension as it left. He found himself relaxing against Ianto until he was utterly sedate, trusting him to support his weight completely. His mind settled into a haze of quiet content, aware only of Ianto and the way the young man's skin felt pressed against him and the hard cock gliding smoothly along his own erection.
Ianto's hands released his wrists and began to travel lightly over his body, mapping out every bit of skin they encountered, brushing it with the barest of caresses. Jack sighed, drifting further away, aware of every stroke that whispered over his body. He was so lost in the sensation that he barely realised when Ianto slipped out from in front of him. He collapsed against the ladder with nothing but the leather wristbands holding him up.
Warm hands cupped his arse lightly, squeezing and caressing before smoothing over where Ianto had smacked earlier. Jack relaxed into the touch, pushing back towards Ianto without even realising he was going to do it. Fire cascaded throughout him as Ianto pulled back and slapped his arse again, lighter than he had previously. He moved his hips towards the sensation, unaware of anything but the tingling imprint it left behind. Ianto breathed heavily against his neck, murmuring quietly with arousal coating his words.
"That's much better Jack. Just a matter of finding the right subspace..."
Jack's head shot up at the words, his mind clearing as Ianto's hands released his arse. It had been a very long time since he'd gotten that close to letting go and the idea of submerging fully into subspace was just too terrifying for him to comprehend. He found the strength returning to his body again and stood up on his own, using the rung of the ladder to pull himself upright. The moment he regained his stance Ianto pressed flush against his back, draping over him completely. His hands ran up Jack's arms and wrapped tightly around his wrists for a second time. Jack's legs wobbled beneath him as Ianto's thumbs pressed down with solid intent.
"You're still thinking a little too much Jack. However..."
Ianto paused, breathing in and out slowly next to Jack's ear. The air ghosted over Jack's skin and made him shiver as he felt goose pimples rise in response. Just as he was beginning to wonder what the young man was going to do, Ianto gave a low laugh and continued.
"I think I know how to still that overactive mind of yours sir."
Ianto released his wrists and Jack heard a soft shuffling behind him. He barely had a moment's notice before he felt the cheeks of his arse being parted and a warm wet tongue pressed against his entrance. Pleasure exploded throughout him, his whole frame shuddering at the fire that was suddenly racing straight into his cock, making it throb heavily. Ianto's tongue teased at his entrance, circling and pressing forward, breeching the muscled ring, slowly fucking in and out of it.
"Oh fuck...Ianto...Christ...yes!"
Jack thrust his hips back towards the invasion and Ianto allowed it, pulling his cheeks further apart as his tongue sped up thrusting in and out. His hands gripped the rung of the ladder, every shift of his hips causing the cock ring to rub against him, increasing the inferno that was shooting throughout his body. Every muscle in his body tightened with anticipation as he hurdled towards the precipice, his heart hammering against his ribs. He thrust back one more time and growled out in frustration when the warm metal slid roughly against his perineum and completely denied the completion his body sought.
"Fuck! Ianto...I...I need..."
Ianto's tongue suddenly pulled completely out of him without warning. He heard the young man chuckle as his lips glided across to one of Jack's arse cheeks and nipped at it, his teeth biting into the soft flesh almost harshly. Jack growled as the pain flared along his skin, sending a bolt of sheer pleasure through his cock. As Ianto moved across to his other arse cheek Jack heard another sound erupt from his mouth, this time disturbingly like a whine.
At that sound, Ianto began to slowly work his way up Jack's back, his lips and tongue nipping and suckling every bit of skin they encountered. Jack shuddered, whimpering again as Ianto reached the back of his neck and closed his lips around the top of his spine. Ianto's teeth bit down hard into the flesh, his lips applying a suction which was hard and brutal enough to leave a mark. Jack's hips thrust forward at the ruthlessness of the action, his whole body arching both away and towards the painful sensation. Just as the pain started to become almost unbearable, Ianto released him and ran his tongue soothingly over the area.
Jack struggled against his bonds for a moment, arousal coursing through his body in sharp agonizing spasms. He heard a continuous whingeing coming from somewhere and just barely realised the noise was coming from his own lips as Ianto's voice began to shush him comfortingly.
"Shhh...It's okay Jack...this will help..."
The soft welsh tones began to penetrate his arousal, at the same moment he felt a slick finger against his entrance. Jack felt the digit press forward and breach the tight ring of muscle completely to the knuckle in one smooth thrust. He groaned as Ianto began thrusting in and out of his body, barely noticing when he added another finger into the mix. It was only as Ianto added a third finger that he realised how much the young man was actually holding back. Jack's body was thrumming, on the edge of coming with no way to discharge the tension. He remembered the young man's earlier demand and gasped as he realised that Ianto was really going to deny that release to him, for as long as it took.
"Ianto please! Oh God..."
Ianto smiled at Jack's words, grateful for the fact that the other man couldn't see it. It had taken way too long to break down Jack's defences, but it had been well worth it when he finally had. Finding his pressure point helped more than anything else. It still amused him that Jack thought of him as innocent in so many ways. Even though it was true that he had never had sex with or been attracted to men before Jack, that didn't mean he hadn't learnt a few things or tried other aspects of sex with Lisa.
Jack's moans and groans had begun filling the room from the moment that Ianto's hands had started on his body. Even though it had taken a little while to figure out, Ianto had realised that Jack had no idea of the noises he was making. He was also fairly certain that the other man wasn't even aware how long they'd been playing this little game of theirs, despite the fact that he'd had Jack tied up for the better part of an hour and a half.
Ianto curved his fingers, nearly laughing aloud when he heard Jack gasp as they ran over his prostate for the first time. As soon as Jack's body thrust back at the sensation he yanked his fingers from the other man's body. More than anything he wanted to claim Jack, own him in a way that he never had before. Every other time in the past, he'd always held a part of himself separate, ashamed of his attraction and lust for the other man. However, once Jack had agreed to let him tie him up everything had suddenly seemed to become crystal clear.
Ianto poured the last of the tube of lube into his palm and grasped his erection, slicking it up as quickly as possible. Jack was saying something but he couldn't comprehend or distinguish quite what the words were through the heat of arousal coursing throughout him. Despite the fact that he didn't understand the words, he knew Jack hadn't once said his safe word. He made sure to listen for it just in case he pushed Jack too far.
Leaning forward, practically draping his body over Jack's, he grasped his erection and pressed forward against the other mans entrance. As the heat and tightness of Jack's body began to envelop his cock, he groaned low in his throat. Pleasure flooded through his body, fiery and consuming in a way that he'd never felt before. As the head of his cock popped fully into Jack's body, Ianto heard the other man gasp and groan at the same time. He paused where he was, closing his eyes and drawing in a deep breath of air, fighting for all the self control he knew his body possessed, despite how far away it seemed at the moment. As soon as he was certain he had himself in check, he opened his eyes and fixed on the man in front of him.
Ianto moaned as the image before him came into focus.
Jack looked stunning, there was no other way to describe him. His head was arched back against Ianto's shoulder as his fingers gripped the rail of the ladder tightly. He was gasping quietly, a continuous stream of the word yes flowing from his lips over and over. There was a light sheen of sweat coating his arched neck that begged for Ianto to lean forward and run his tongue along the column of his throat. Ianto leant towards him and did just that, relishing the way the flavour of Jack's pheromones exploded over his taste buds.
Just as Ianto began to move his lips towards Jack's ear he felt the other man push his hips back. Ianto followed the movement easily, chuckling low in his throat when Jack growled with frustration. He smiled to himself, amused to note that he was finally starting to recognise some of Jack's tricks and divert them when he wanted to. Jack's chest rumbled with discontent as he tried again, moving quicker, only to fail for a second time.
Ianto's lips closed over Jack's earlobe biting down before working it gently between his teeth, his tongue darting forward to flick against the flesh. His arms wrapped around Jack, crisscrossing across his chest as he pulled their bodies nearly flush together, being careful to keeps their hips at the same distance. He heard Jack whimper faintly as his coarse chest hair came in contact with the other man's glistening smooth skin.
"Ianto, please..."
Ianto chuckled around Jack's ear, releasing it as he ran his hands up the muscled plains of Jack's chest and captured each of his nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. His fingers tweaked then twisted each hard peak at the same time that he pressed forward, sheathing his cock the rest of the way into Jack's body. Jack released a long guttural groan as he moved, his body frozen in place.
Ianto flicked Jack's nipples with his fingertips before releasing them and running his palms up the other man's arms wrapping his hands around his wrists again. He felt Jack shudder as he pressed his thumbs down, reminding him exactly who was in charge of the situation. Jack growled in acquiescence and remained still, seemingly waiting to see what Ianto was going to do. Ianto released his wrists and covered Jack's hands on the rung of the ladder with his own. He buried his face against Jack's neck, inhaling deeply before trusting himself to go on. When he was finally under control, the fire coursing through his body tamped down enough, he whispered Jack's name against his skin. The sound of his own voice startled him as he heard arousal coating it, sounding sexy even to his own ears.
It was just enough to shatter what little control he had left. Without moving he whispered Jack's name again. When Jack nodded, he spoke in the same soft gravelly voice that he barely recognized as his own.
"Fuck yourself on my cock Jack. Make me come."
Jack growled and moved his hips, pulling away from Ianto's cock and pressing back onto it fast and hard. Ianto tightened his fingers around Jack's, gasping harshly as the sensation of snug heat stroked over his erection. His hands dropped back to Jack's wrists and wrapped around them as he spoke again.
"Go slow Jack. I want to feel every part of you," he paused then pressed his thumbs down on Jack's pressure points as he continued, "and I want you to feel every part of me."
Jack released a harsh sob at his words, but followed his direction on the next thrust. He pulled his hips away slowly, the smooth cavern of his body gripping Ianto's cock as it fought against the loss, before pushing back. Ianto shifted slightly as Jack pressed back, aware of the way the head of his shaft rubbed slowly over Jack's prostate as it entered him again.
"Fuck Ianto, I...I can't..."
Ianto tightened his fingers around Jack's wrist and pressed his thumbs down again as he shifted, making sure the head of his cock was continuously pressing against Jack's prostate. Jack's body froze at the pressure, another sobbing moan erupting from his throat.
"You can and you will Jack. Remember, I come first."
Ianto leant forward and sucked on Jack's neck, moving his lips over his pulse point and allowing his tongue to flick out, tasting his skin. A heady rush of power and fire coursed through him as Jack gasped again. He could tell that Jack was hanging on the precipice, stuck with the need and desire to come, yet unable to. He also knew the cock ring had to be almost torturing the other man as it rubbed against his perineum with every shift of Jack's hips. He had to assume that Jack was okay, because he hadn't uttered his safe word.
His lips moved along the edge of Jack's ear as he growled out his next words.
"Then and only then, if you're good, I'll make you come so hard you'll forget everything."
Jack gasped for air, his throat bobbing as he obviously tried to focus on what Ianto was telling him. He began to pull forward and push back against Ianto's hard cock, harsh growls and sobs coming from deep in his throat every time Ianto's cock slid over his prostate. It was nearly enough to make him come, but he held back, despite the struggle it took to do so.
For the time being, Ianto kept his fingers tightly wrapped around Jack's wrists, hyperaware of every shift of his hips. He concentrated on his breathing, keeping it steady so that he wouldn't give anything away to Jack. As Jack's body pressed back again, Ianto pressed his thumbs down one more time, then released them completely and wrapped his arms around his torso. His fingers found Jack's nipples again, flicking over them every time the other man pulled forward. Jack's mouth fell open, his breathing heavy and erratic. Ianto fell forward resting his chin against Jack's shoulder for a moment before reaching up and grasping Jack's chin, turning his face towards his own. He captured Jack's lips, thrusting his tongue into his mouth, kissing him deeply.
Jack moaned against his lips, his hips speeding up as their tongues wrapped wetly around one another. Ianto allowed the speed, but pulled out of the kiss and rested his forehead against Jack's. He gasped for air and tried to find his voice, taking longer than he knew it should have, but the sensations were too overwhelming. Almost as if the stimulation alone was threatening his vocal cords.
"You're going to have to try harder than that Sir."
Jack groaned at his words, speeding up further, his hips now moving so rapidly that Ianto drew in a harsh breath of air. Ianto's body felt like fire and ice, the heat exploding throughout him as the cool air of Jack's room washed over his sweat covered skin. One more thrust backwards as Jack's body tightened around his cock and Ianto felt the heat that had been threatening to consume him take over. He wrapped his arms tightly around Jack's waist and pulled his hips back burying himself as deep as possible.
"God, Jack..."
He couldn't stop the harsh groan that erupted from his throat when that fire exploded out of his cock, thought and reason disappearing as he emptied himself deep inside Jack's arse. His shaft throbbed, pressing against Jack's prostate with each pulse that ran through it. Somewhere along the edge of his mind he heard Jack groaning, but he was too wrapped up in the feel of the other man's body to recognise it.
He collapsed against Jack's back, his hips thrusting sporadically as his cock began to soften. He heard Jack groan again and kissed the shoulder he was currently leaning against in response. He knew that Jack had been on the edge for what had to seem like forever to his own mind.
As Ianto began to regain the feeling in his body, he pulled out of Jack, grinning at the frustrated moan that came from him. Jack's body pressed backwards, obviously seeking Ianto's again, but Ianto had taken a step away. Ianto grinned again, his body utterly sedate and relaxed now that the fire had been dampened within him.
Jack however, was another story.
Ianto studied him for a moment, almost completely breathless at the state of arousal that was still coursing through Jack's body. His skin gleamed with sweat, giving it a sheen and sparkle that reflected the soft light that was surrounding them in the small room.
As quietly as possible, Ianto slipped around to Jack's side, trying not to give away his position. He lost control momentarily when his eyes locked on Jack's erection and a soft gasp escaped him. That was all it took for Jack to turn towards him, a whimper of need coming from his throat. His cock jutted out, so hard that it was nearly flush against his abdomen. He drew in another deep breath, and Jack's erection twitched at the sound, the head leaking copiously with precome, nearly purple as it throbbed in time with his rapid heartbeat.
Ianto closed his eyes for a moment, shaking his head with discontent. If he had any idea how much pain Jack had obviously been in, he would have handled it much sooner. He had intentionally avoided touching Jack's erection while he was inside him because he knew that he was already in a torturous state. It was almost as if Jack had purposely used Ianto as an excuse to persecute and inflict pain on himself. If it had been anyone else, they would have used their safe word ages ago.
"Ianto I need to come...please...oh God...please..."
Ianto winced at the wounded tone in his voice and leaned in to speak softly in his ear.
"I know cariad...I know..."
Ianto froze, realising a moment too late that he had just revealed a secret he'd been trying to keep from Jack. He held his breath, waiting to see if Jack would understand him. After a few seconds of silence, he realised he would never really be sure as Jack didn't give any indication either way.
The last thing he wanted to do right now was cause the other man more pain. However, on a baser level he was also aware that this torment was something Jack needed. If he hadn't then Jack never would have never let it get this intense. Somewhere, entrenched in Ianto's mind, he was starting to get uneasy. However, it was neither the time nor place to address such an arcane issue. He thrust the thoughts currently cascading through his mind to the very back and ran his fingernails lightly up Jack's arm, wrapping his fingers tightly around the other man's wrist.
"Just let me look at you a little longer. Let me get pleasure in seeing you in this state...in knowing you belong to me and only me right now."
'Well, in for a penny, in for a pound...' Ianto thought as he hesitated as for a split second before continuing.
"Cariad, just let everything go and let me take my pleasure in looking at you."
Jack whimpered, his teeth catching his lower lip and biting down so hard that Ianto was honestly worried that he would break the skin. He saw a crease in Jack's forehead and pressed his fingers to it, smoothing the skin lightly with his touch. Slowly and tenderly, he moved the tips of his fingers down to Jack's lip, tugging gently on it until he released it from between his teeth. Ianto couldn't resist breaking out of his character for a moment, allowing his concern to overwhelm him. He was sincerely starting to worry that maybe Jack didn't even know his own limits. It was quite possible considering the state he was already in.
"Are you okay with that?"
Jack seemed to debate over the question for longer then he thought possible before nodding a little tentatively. He drew in a few calming breaths, before speaking in a deep gravelly voice.
"I'm yours Ianto..."
Ianto slipped back into character somewhat hesitantly. He was still worried, but Jack seemed to be giving in to him. However, he also felt another emotion niggling at the edge of his mind, one he didn't want to focus on too clearly at the moment. It was as if, on a baser level, Jack needed to submit to someone. In a strange way he was honoured that Jack would allow him to be the one to take him to this level.
Ianto glided his lips across Jack's slowly, drinking in the taste and feel of them against his own. Jack sighed into him, his mouth opening slightly, welcoming Ianto to deepen the kiss if he so chose. Ianto took the invitation, slipping his tongue into the other man's mouth and running it over his teeth. Jack struggled against his bonds again and Ianto raised his hand to the back of his neck, pressing their lips together tightly. His tongue mapped out the crevices of Jack's mouth before caressing and drawing out the other man's. Just as he began to feel faint from lack of air, he drew away.
There was one more thing he really wanted to do before he began to take Jack over the edge completely. Without saying another word, he slipped the blindfold over Jack's head, only to find the older man had his eyes tightly closed behind it. With a soft stroke down the side of Jack's face, he cupped his cheek within his palm and spoke in low voice.
"Open your eyes Jack."
His eyelids opened slowly, just barely focussing on Ianto's face. From the depth of his gaze, Ianto could tell that Jack had lost something within himself. He was already so far gone that his eyes had gone hazy with lust. They were full of so much arousal that it was almost sharp and dangerous, enough to stab straight through Ianto and drive him to his knees. He allowed the feeling to overwhelm him and followed through on the inclination, slipping between Jack and the ladder before kneeling down. He glanced up hesitantly to find Jack staring down at him with an almost reverent smile on his lips.
He smiled back before reaching out and running the tip of his finger along the underside of Jack's cock. His hips snapped forward and Ianto risked another glance up to find Jack with his head arched back, his mouth open but no sound escaping. He removed his hand and Jack's gaze shot back to him, his eyes actually tearing up in frustration.
"Watch me Jack."
Before he could respond, something which Ianto wasn't even sure Jack had the capability of at the moment, he leaned forward and slipped his lips over the glans of Jack's cock. He heard Jack groan above him as his tongue flicked out and caressed the small hole at the tip. The bittersweet precome coated his taste buds as he drew the hard flesh further into the warm recesses of his mouth. Jack's erection was so rigid that he barely had room to manoeuvre it. As it was he had to push as far back against the ladder as possible just to slide his lips over it.
Ianto glanced up at Jack from under his eyelashes to find his gaze locked on him, following every action avidly. He began to move his mouth up and down as much as possible with the room he had. He felt Jack shift backwards, giving him more room to work with. The movement caused his teeth to drag along the bottom of Jack's cock and Ianto jumped as he heard the other man groan in pleasure so loud it was almost a scream.
Ianto tightened the suction around Jack's cock, and began to move more rapidly, his tongue wrapping around the head every time he pulled back. Jack's hips were thrusting against his mouth, pressing his erection deeper and deeper with each plunge. Ianto took another opportunity to look up and at the same time he relaxed his throat.
He slipped his hand to Jack's entrance and pressed in with two fingers, curling them so that they pushed lightly against his prostate. Out of his peripheral vision, Ianto saw Jack's chin drop forward, his eyes completely glazed over with the pleasure that was quickly consuming him. Just as swiftly Ianto raised his hand and released the ring from Jack's cock, allowing it to fall to the floor. The moment it hit the ground, he closed his eyes and pulled Jack's erection deep into his mouth, feeling the head slip past his tongue and into his throat.
Jack screamed as his body went completely rigid. Ianto relaxed his throat even further and swallowed as quickly as possible, moving his head forward until he felt his lips come in contact with Jack's pubic hair. Some part of him realised he'd just taken Jack deeper down his throat then he ever thought possible, but he barely had time to recognise that fact before Jack was coming, screaming Ianto's name at the power of his release.
He only allowed the throbbing to pulse twice in his throat before pulling back and capturing the rest of his come on his tongue. It took him a moment to realise that Jack was still spasming in his mouth, and he revelled in the fact that he'd made him come so powerfully as he quickly swallowed the rest. Just as Jack's orgasm seemed to be winding down, Ianto released his hip and grasped his balls within his palm, massaging them. At the same time, he began to hum around Jack's swiftly softening cock.
Jack screamed again, his erection throbbing one final time as warm liquid coated the inside of Ianto's mouth, before he collapsed bonelessly against the ladder. Ianto swallowed the last of the bittersweet fluid before releasing Jack's cock with a quick swipe over the head with his tongue and pulled away, slipping out from between Jack and the ladder.
As Ianto stood up, he felt a wave of content go through him. That was until he caught sight of Jack's body and the way he suddenly seemed to be entirely unresponsive. Jack had stopped moving, his body utterly limp against the ladder as his hands hung flaccidly in repose within the cuffs. In fact, the only thing that seemed to be supporting him were those leather restraints.
Ianto reached forward and cupped Jack's chin in his palm, shaking his head back and forth gently. There wasn't even a flicker of response from him. His eyes remained steadfastly closed, his mouth slackened as his lips parted minutely.
"Jack?"
Ianto drew in a deep breath of air and released it quickly before trying again. He leant forward and brushed his lips lightly over Jack's, then pulled back and shook him again when it failed to get a reaction.
"Jack? Are you okay?"
This time when he didn't receive a response, Ianto reached forward and undid the leather straps as quickly as possible, just barely catching Jack before he fell bonelessly to the floor. It took a great deal of manoeuvring as he wrapped Jack within his embrace and collapsed on the bed, holding him close.
Time seemed to slow for Ianto as he watched Jack and waited, his concern growing deeper and deeper as the other man lay lax against him. The only thing that gave him comfort was the fact that Jack was breathing evenly, his heart beating steadily underneath Ianto's palm when he rested it briefly against his chest to check.
Just as he began to seriously debate calling Owen, Jack began to stir beside him. He heaved a sigh of relief and tilted Jack's face towards his own. Jack's eyelids fluttered open slowly, with absolutely no comprehension of his surroundings. After a few more minutes, Jack's eyes finally began to focus on Ianto's face, a look of shock crossing his features. He opened his mouth hesitantly and spoke with a voice so hoarse that Ianto very nearly had to struggle to hear him.
"Ianto, did you actually just make me come so fucking hard that I passed out?"
The situation was far too amusing for Ianto to stop the bubble of laughter that suddenly burst from his throat. The sound seemed to rouse Jack even further from the stupor he still seemed to be struggling with.
"Yes Jack, I suppose I did..." he said, struggling to get the words out between the choking laughter currently overwhelming him.
He heard Jack begin to laugh with him and pulled away suddenly, standing up and offering out his hand for the other man to take. Jack gazed at it, before slipping his fingers between Ianto's and intertwining them tightly together.
"What do you say we discuss it in the shower Jack?"
He saw Jack nod lightly as he pulled the other man upright. Just as Jack got to his feet, he reached out and pulled Ianto into a tight bone crushing hug. Ianto was surprised to hear Jack whisper softly in his ear as he started to pull away.
"Thank you."
TBC
So I know it wasn't exactly worth THAT long of a wait, but please let me know what you think. It's not required, as per normal, but much appreciated if you choose to leave feedback! :)