Love in an elevator
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Ianto sighed as he held the armful of files, the lift slowly grinding it's way up to the top of the glass tower where the wicked witch of the West waited for…. Stop it. Ianto changed position and told himself to stop thinking bad thoughts about Yvonne Hartman, especially giving her a nickname like that. Jesus, one day he might say it out loud and she has spies EVERYWHERE.
Except in here, this being the same elevator she rode every day and he being one of the few allowed to use it with his passkey. No cameras and no mics so she can have her private meetings with those she wants to impress… or screw over… or screw. The other lifts were security up the wazoo. Of course.
The lift stopped two floors from the top and he turned to see Lisa enter, her lips that bright red that he loved. He saw two men behind her in conversation, both watching her with hungry yes. He schooled his features as he said "Ms Hallett."
"Mister Jones, hello there" she replied as the doors closed and then she stepped forward to lean her body against him "Fancy meeting you here."
"What are you doing in here?" he asked, his mouth going dry as her hand snaked around to squeeze his arse and she grinned.
"Hush… Yvonne hates to share." Came a soft purr as she fondled him.
Ianto felt a surge of anger. Of course. Yvonne was a known control freak that demanded total fealty from all who worked under her… and I do mean under her. The worst part of it was… Lisa didn't mind. She actually got off on fucking the boss and right now she was using the mirrored walls to check her lipstick had not smeared, humming as she adjusted her skirt.
She was excited to see the boss.
Why not… Ianto knew she was one of Yvonne's many little birdies around the place, tweeting in her ear about the goings on and private conversations of others. He was safe at least… his dick guaranteed that as she loved to ride his dick and would keep him around for that reason alone. Which am I thinking of? Well … both I guess. Ianto had to 'service' the boss sometimes as well, only he didn't jiggle on the balls of his feet with impatience like his girlfriend was right now.
The lift stopped and Lisa stepped out, leaving Ianto angry and more than mildly agonised from her quick fondle. The man stepping in also a surprise and Ianto blinked as he handed the files to Lisa who snatched them and took off as fast as she could on those high heels.
The doors closed and the man leaned back to stare at Ianto, then openly glance up and down, taking him in. No files to hide the arousal, Ianto felt particularly naked but hey… this man was a stranger to him.
"Hi."
Oh god, he wants to talk? Ianto nodded politely, still saying nothing as he tried to think of a puppy squished don the road or something... anything got get the barracuda back in it's cave. Naughty, naughty barac…. Oh god.
The lift stopped and Ianto saw the basement symbol, fuck he has missed his stop altogether and the man waiting outside the doors to hand the sexy man in the lift with Ianto a file glanced at Ianto like he did not expect to see him either. "You really pissed her off this time"
"She will get over it, heart of ice" the man shot back. Then the doors swished closed and the man hit a button or the ground floor, the lift slowly going back up to 'normal' space.
The man then calmly reached out and patted the erection Ianto was desperately trying to control and Ianto grunted with surprise, the man's eyes widening slightly as he leaned in and… sniffed him. Then leaned back and … sniffed his hand he had used to pat Ianto's crotch.
Holly shit. What the fuck?
Ianto stared at him with horror as a smile slowly crossed the man's face and he leaned in to whisper "Ever done it in an elevator?"
"I have work to do" Ianto squeaked out like a first class pussy but the man didn't' seem to mind as he reached out and calmly hit the stop button.
What. The. Actual. Fuck!
"Listen… we may never see one another again but right now I think you are the sexiest thing I have seen today, even with that piece of Amazonian Godliness that exited this thing so … do you wanna?"
"Wanna?" Ianto replied with confusion, the man seeming to take that as a yes and to Ianto's shock the man sank to his knees and reached for Ianto's fly, the beast freed to slap the man in the face.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry... it has a mind of its own" Ianto spluttered as the man laughed and… holly shit … deep throated him.
Now, Ianto knew he was well endowed, he was not one to brag about it, in fact he was shy and right now for the first time in his life someone actually managed to get it all the way down with teeth gently scrapping at the base… Ianto's pubes in his face as he rubbed his face into them and hummed… .oh my god… humming… ahhhhhhhhh.
Ianto sort of lost all control there, finding himself on the floor of the lift with the man now greedily devouring him as he cried and writhed beneath him, the sudden change as the man greedily mounted him also a hock. Ianto had never been with a man before and really… had not expected it to be like that as the man rode him and Ianto found himself growling as he bucked and snarled, his hands going to the man's hips to help the rhythm.
Time seemed to slide away the rein that life as Ianto was not only fucked to oblivion but he impaled the man with an eagerness he didn't know was there deep in his soul. This man… this wanton letch of a man was so damned gorgeous and his head back, shirt open and flapping as his bare chest gleaned with sweat made Ianto want to lick it.
Too soon they were done and the man was reaching out to lift Ianto to his feet, a soft grin as he reached out to scratch at Ianto's thick beard "You know lover… as sweet as that beard is… I bet clean shaven you look like James fucking bond in that suit."
Ianto was still adjusting his tie with shaking hands as the door spooned and the man stepped out, swinging to look back at him and grin "Jack Harkness. And you are?"
Ianto didn't answer, just raised his eyebrows like he didn't know who the head of Torchwood Three Cardiff was. The doors closed and Ianto slumped back, his knees still weak from the shag of a lifetime.
He hoped one day he might 'look him up' again. Not that he would even remember him probably.
Nothing like going up while you're going down.
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Workin' like a dog for the boss man
Workin' for the company
I'm bettin' on the dice I'm tossin'
I'm gonna have a fantasy
But where am I gonna look?
They tell me that love is blind
I really need a girl like an open book
To read between the lines
Love in an elevator
Livin' it up when I'm goin' down
Love in an elevator
Lovin' it up till I hit the ground
Jacki's in the elevator
Lingerie second floor
She said 'can I see you later
And love you just a little more?'
I kinda hope we get stuck
Nobody gets out alive
She said I'll show ya how to fax in the mail room
Honey and have you home by five
Love in an elevator
Livin' it up when I'm goin' down
Love in an elevator
Lovin' it up till I hit the ground
In the air, in the air, honey one more time not, it ain't fair
Love in an elevator
Lovin' it up when I'm goin' down
Love in an
Elevator
Goin' down
Gonna be a penthouse pauper
Gonna be a millionaire
I'm gonna be a real fast talker
And have me a love affair
Gotta get my timin' right
It's a test that I gotta pass
I'll chase you all the way to the stairway honey
Kiss your sassafras
Do you care? Do you care?
Honey one more time now it ain't fair
Love in an elevator
Livin' it up when I'm goin' down