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Chapter Thirty Four

Ianto yawned sleepily as he made himself and Jack a cup of tea; he stared longingly at his coffee maker and wondered if Jack would object to him having just one cup of coffee before deciding that he could cope for another four months. He had been lucky, the rift had been kind to them that week so he could focus on his surprise for Jack, he dreaded to think how shattered he would feel if they had had any rift spikes.

"How about this one?" yelled Jack.

Ianto yawned again and went into the living room; Jack was sat on the sofa with a laptop on the coffee table in front of him looking at cots.

"It's nice" said Ianto, passing Jack his mug and sitting down. He leaned forward to look closer at the screen "nice price too!"

"Ianto" Jack sighed "it's not like we can't afford it."

"I know" said Ianto "I just never realised that a baby costs so much."

Jack chuckled "it'll get worse as she gets older."

Ianto smiled as Jack then began to look at furniture for the nursery. They had decided to decorate the spare guestroom and turn it into a nursery for the baby; it wasn't like they had guests often, they would need the study more than ever now that they had a child and Ianto planned to get started on it as soon as possible.

Soon though Jack was feeling tired and both men gladly made their way to bed. Jack went to use the bathroom as Ianto undressed and came back to see Ianto stood in a t-shirt and boxers holding a plastic bottle.

"I'm a bit tired to be honest Ianto" Jack said apologetically.

Ianto chuckled "so am I Jack, I got this, this morning, its cocoa butter it's supposed to be good for stretch marks."

"Oh" said Jack feeling stupid "right."

"Come here then" Ianto said waving the bottle slightly.

Jack stepped forward and unbuttoned his shirt as Ianto squirted some cream into his hand. Jack couldn't help but smile as Ianto carefully rubbed the moisturiser into his skin.

"Smells good" Jack murmured.

Ianto hmmed in agreement.

"You know I probably won't keep these" Jack said a little sadly "I don't keep scars or anything."

"Well you never know" said Ianto "there all done."

"You just like feeling the baby" Jack smiled.

"I like looking after you" corrected Ianto.

"You always have" murmured Jack, looking into Ianto's eyes, the moment was ruined by both men yawning and then chuckling.

"Bed" said Ianto firmly whilst handing Jack a t-shirt.

"Bed" agreed Jack.

-TW-

The next morning Jack woke up and grinned, the morning light that seeped through the crack in the curtains showed that it was early and Jack knew exactly what he wanted to do before he and Ianto got to work.

Jack wondered for a second how to wake Ianto and he began to feel aroused just thinking about it "damn pregnancy hormones" Jack whispered with a smile.

Ianto was asleep on his side, curled up around Jack so Jack gently turned around and pushed Ianto so he was on his back; he held his breath waiting to see if Ianto woke but the young man just began to snore a little louder. Jack then pushed down the duvet and carefully straddled his lover's waist; he bent down to kiss Ianto but had to move further down as his ever-growing abdomen restricted his movement. Jack kissed Ianto softly on the forehead, then his nose and then finally his lips, he could tell exactly when Ianto woke up as a startled puff of air blew against his lips. Jack then moved to kiss Ianto's jaw line and suck on his pulse point.

"Jack" Ianto murmured thickly still half asleep "Jack 'm tired."

Jack froze in his ministrations and sat up to look at two sleepy eyes, Ianto usually loved morning sex it put him in a good mood for the rest of the day. They often had morning sex, most of the time Ianto instigated it, Ianto never refused morning sex.

"Too tired for this?" Jack asked hesitantly, they had gone to bed quite early the night before and there had been no rift predictions for a few days so Jack couldn't quite understand why Ianto was so tired.

"Sorry" said Ianto apologetically. His eyes fell down to see Jack's erection and he sighed "I could take care of that for you if you like though."

Jack was dismayed as he realised that Ianto was being serious, he looked downwards and saw that Ianto wasn't even aroused and suddenly felt embarrassed. He clambered off of Ianto as quickly as he could in his condition and sat on the edge of the bed, back facing away from Ianto, "no its fine" he muttered.

Ianto sat up suddenly a lot more awake "Jack are you okay?" he asked concerned.

Jack looked over his shoulder and smiled "sure I am go back to sleep."

Ianto shook his head and pointed to their alarm clock "it's about to go off in a minute anyway." Ianto yawned loudly and then looked at his partner worryingly "are you sure you don't want..."

Jack shook his head and kept his back to Ianto "its fine, there was no time for sex anyway."

Ianto looked at the expanse of bronze skin that faced him and tentatively put a hand on Jack's back "as long as you're sure. I'm going to jump in the shower."

Jack nodded and Ianto made his way out of their room. Jack knew that Ianto couldn't help it if he was tired, but he wasn't sure why the young man was so tired and Ianto had never used tiredness as an excuse to not have sex before.

Jack stood up and made his way to a full length mirror that was placed in the corner of the room; he stood sideways and looked at himself. Jack's eyes widened at his appearance, although his erection had waned, he was still partially hard and his swollen cock jutted out against his round stomach and for the first time in his long life he felt ashamed of his body.

Jack reached into the wardrobe and pulled out a rarely worn dressing gown and wrapped it around his body, growling in frustration as it strained against his now larger stomach. He looked ridiculous; no wonder Ianto didn't find him attractive anymore. Jack angrily made his way down the stairs, frowning as he had to hold the handrail to keep him steady.

"Jack!" called Ianto, sticking his head out of the bathroom, his wet hair dripping in his eyes.

Jack swallowed heavily and blinked back his burning tears "yeah?" he called, turning and looking back up from where he was on the stairs.

"Aren't you coming in?" Ianto asked, the shower had woken him up a little, making him more open to the idea of sex and he was worried about Jack's reaction to his lack of enthusiasm earlier.

"No" Jack shook his head "I'll get breakfast started."

"Okay" Ianto frowned, Jack never usually said no to sharing a shower. Ianto went back in and washed himself quickly, worried about Jack and wondering why on earth the man was wearing a dressing gown, he hated them.

Little did he know that as he worried about Jack, Jack was downstairs worrying about his relationship with Ianto. He knew that his partner couldn't possibly find him attractive anymore and it had obviously just gotten too weird for him to carry on as they used to. Jack sat in the dining room alone thoughts whirling around his mind, staring down at his bump with hot tears sliding down his cheeks, wondering if their relationship was going to last.