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Ianto was lowering him to the bed, he knew this as he felt the deep red velvet bed cover under his bare skin…bare….when did the clothes go away? Where did they go? What do clothes do when they are not working? Do they have little trysts and secret rendezvous too?

Clothes.

Who invented the … huh.

Like being drunk.

Ianto's teeth sank deeper, his hands now sliding over Jack's body as Jack convulsed, his eyes rolling back in his head while in the throes of an ecstasy he had never known, Ianto spearing him with his manhood as well, filling him even as he drank and Jack grunted, his hands grabbing at Ianto to pull him closer even as he felt so open and welcoming.

Gods.

Everything.

More.

All.

Gods.

Jack was not sure if he was shouting or whispering, or if it was even out loud that he was pleading for more but the pressure eased on his throat and licking started, the sensual tongue going over his throat, chin, lips….then it was in his mouth, his tongue meeting another that was eager to play, wrestle and stroke like those fingers…. Jack roared as he came, his vision whiting out as Ianto bit him again, this time hard enough for Jack to feel it through the psychic haze and they were both overcome as they bucked and squeezed one another in their arms so hard it's a wonder they could still breathe.

Or did they?

Then Ianto licked, panted and swore before flopping onto the bedding to stare up at his kaleidoscope ceiling, a soft chuff of laughter as he rode the afterglow. The scent in the room was sweet, light and almost able to be tasted, Jack poking out his tongue to see if it was real or their bond letting him smell this alluring scent.

Nope.

There …. A fizz on the tip of his tongue.

Yum.

"OK, that was fun" Jack sighed softly, "Shit. I….I mean….wow….really?"

"Never felt like that before" Ianto assured him, "I have never done it twice, never….goddess on a donkey. That was insanely scrummy."

"Scrummy?" Jack asked with glee, "Am I scrummy Tiger?"

"My toes are still curling" Ianto confirmed without any sign of discomfort in allowing Jack to see him. The real him.

"I know that was a long time coming and I am so grateful you let me into your world" Jack began and Ianto grunted as he waved a hand lazily.

"Cariad, we are tired, spent…empty as well as full… can't think of other words…..let's just lay here together. Enjoy the feeling of someone who fits so well, I never thought I would experience that" Ianto said.

"What."

"A perfect fit" Ianto sighed as his eyes closed and Jack felt a wave of affection washing over him, his body feeling light as if floating.

"I want this" Jack said gently, "Gods, I want this always."

"Well, I think we both know this is not only an oddity to occur but we would both be incredibly stupid not to recognise that this is a once in a lifetime bonding" Ianto rolled his head and looked Jack in the eye, "I want you in this bed. I do not know what to do with Winkle but I will accept her in here if I must to have you."

"Winkle?" Jack was confused.

"She will be afraid of me in my natural form, similar to the Others" Ianto reminded him and Jack snorted like Ianto was being funny.

"Ianto, you are nothing like those things. You are beautiful, this is all wonderful and I am sure that little one already knows you are special" Jack rolled to lie on his side, his hand stroking that chest with a surprising little nest of hair.

"She is attached to that tent, we could set it up over there under the table. Far enough to not alarm her if we couple quietly in the night. We will have to work on internal voices more" Ianto sat up and was canting his head as he considered, "She is a lovely little bit. When older she can move to her own room, once she is more confident but I know she will now want to stay close."

Jack sat up, "Just like that?"

"Why not Cariad" Ianto stood and reached for his trousers, that body so lithe and almost fluid in its motion that it was almost hypnotic to watch. "Time is short, too short on this rock. Any joy must be grabbed with both hands."

Jack snorted, "And we are both two hand kind guys."

Ianto laughed now, his booming barks lustily echoing around the room and Jack again revelled in seeing the real man.

Gods he was perfect.