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Malcolm sat back as he watched Ianto exclaim over the Koi pond. Situated right outside their new suite. The personal garden was beautiful and the same man. I: E: him. Just so happened to own both establishments. The older Merlin expressed his want to experience both; to the concierge. Assured the man it had nothing to do with them or their service; which had been exceptional. Thankfully they had politely understood and their business relations remained friendly. The hotel staff had even given them a group send off and invited them to return whenever they could.

Oliver showed up next to him. The elder Queen opened a brochure for the hotel and pretended to look it over. "All clear all exits covered and no sign of them yet." He assured. The older man nodded; standing to join his excited lover. Oliver took it as his cue and went to join the others. Moving hotels had seemed a little excessive at the time, but then the other archer had once been a part of the league. Queen had not; perhaps, at least in this matter, he should trust the older man's judgment.

"Having fun Jamil?" Malcolm purred as he held his charge from behind. His sweet boy gave a happy hum as he leaned into the embrace. Resting his head back on his older lover's shoulder. The older Merlin's hand's started to explore. Purposely ignoring the tenting in Ianto's trousers. Jones shifted back; pressing his arse against his love's answering excitement. Suddenly Malcolm felt the crushing weight of loosing this. How it had felt when Rebecca was gone. He didn't know if he could bear Ianto's loss.

One last time; God just please give him this.

Before he knew it the younger man was being dragged off to the new bedroom. The kisses were frantic as were the grappling hands. A claim of ownership was hissed in his ear. Malcolm seemed so sure this was it; this was the last time. Jones was slightly confused; why was his love so convinced the young man would leave his angel?

Ianto finally gasped when he was breached. Still slick and loose from this morning's coupling. Every thrust punctuated with declarations of love and more hisses of 'mine'. "Y-yours my love, promise."

"They want to take you from me." Malcolm despaired; "My beautiful boy. Oh you're so good." The older man groaned as he continued to snap his hips. Open mouth at Jones's neck; fingers trailing his skin. "They can't have you. Can't they see you're mine?" The older Merlin snarled

"Please Daddy, I-I'll be good b-boy, make it b-better?" Ianto begged; even as his back arched and Malcolm pulled his hips closer for deeper penetration. Jones's hands scrabbling for purchase; his breath almost gone from the force of his older lover's thrusts.

"Yeah, my good boy, take it, take it ." The older Merlin growled enthusiastically; going even harder and faster till he came with a shout. Pumping Ianto's cock till his younger lover followed with a cry of his own. Utterly spent; the older man collapsed into Jones's arms.

"I wont l-leave you m-my love."

IaHaHiMIaHaHiMIaHaHiMIaHaHiMIaHaHiM

The market was an actual part of the hotel. Ianto felt no need to tell anyone he was going. He had his phone and besides it wasn't like he was leaving the building. That strange woman was back. Pretty, but strange. She watched him like a predator. She watched him like those scientists had. It was making him uncomfortable. He swallowed nervously and made quickly for the checkout.

The enclosed walkway was dark when he entered. Perhaps he should have brought someone after all. Jones let out a breath and looked around. No one in sight. No strange woman; no, nobody. He laughed a little at his silliness and started walking. The young man turned the corner and…

"Omph…guh… oh…" Ianto stumbled forward, dropping the bag of perishables as he blindly grabbed for the person's shoulder. He felt the pain again and coughed up blood in surprise.

"I was told to be absolutely sure, before bringing you in. You understand." Nyssa explained; twisting the blade, before pulling it free. Ianto staggered back and she didn't even try to help as he fell to the floor.

Tears streamed from his eyes and he coughed up more blood. There were easier ways to kill him. Certainly less painful ways anyway; the woman had, but to ask. "S-sorry d-daddy." Jones whispered as other league members appeared, as if from nowhere, to drag him off.

~IaHaHiM~

"Oliver...Tommy, Miss Lance. I trust there is a reason I'm not in my hotel room." Malcolm drawled; setting his briefcase aside.

"A very concerned security guard left me this." Tommy explained; holding out a USB drive.

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