12

Jack woke first, the warmth of Ianto next to him lulling him for a while as he drifted, then he surged across the bed, pulling him into his arms with a fevered need to reassure himself that this is real, not a dream.

Ianto's soft huff against his neck telling him it was real and Ianto was still not a morning cuddler, something else he should have remembered and he tried to let go, to ease him back but his grip tightened instead as he felt himself start to shake.

"Mornin' 'ack" Ianto murmured as he nuzzled against him, his hands making small sweeping motions on his skin as he soothed him.

"Sorry" Jack said, still not letting go and Ianto snorted softly.

"I need to pee" Ianto whispered and Jack finally forced himself to release his precious teddy bear.

Ianto slid from the bed and rushed for the bedroom, making a little growling noise that Jack smiled at. That was remembered too, Ianto refusing to get out of the bed in the morning until he couldn't wait anymore and then running like a mad thing do a 'race horse' pee.

He lay listening to the sound of urine hitting water, followed by that soft sigh of contentment and felt something in his groin tighten, snorting to himself as he envisaged that lovely big dick in Ianto's hands.

"Stop it" Ianto called out, "Horn dog!"

Jack roared with laughter as he was called out, rising to pull a robe on and head out into the main room.

Tish was sitting on the sofa applying makeup, one eye closed as she studied her reflection and he looked at the line up of product on the coffee table.

"Looking good little one" Jack said softly, heading to the kitchen, "What time did that sister drag the mouse off?"

"About ten minutes after you two went out back and the moaning noises started" she giggled.

Jack swung to look at her, "But … but the door was shut."

"She's joking ya numpty" Ianto said as he walked out, a T-shirt covering that scar but still just in his boxers and Jack grinned as he leered.

"Stop it" Ianto growled and Jack grinned wider.

Ianto moved to the coffee machine and Jack made a happy noise, heading back to get dressed.

Jack was soon back, Ianto Watching again and Tish was now watching them with interest.

Jack was constantly touching Ianto as he moved about the kitchen. A hand sliding across his back as Jack reached for something, another touch as he handed over the milk, then body contact as Jack reached up for a bowl from a high cupboard. He didn't even know he was doing it and although Ianto did he was forgiving him for it, his personal space seemingly evaporated.

Then Jack slid his hands around his waist to hug him from behind and simply plaster himself against him like a limpet as Ianto hummed softly, enjoying to feeling of being loved.

This he had not remembered.

Jack had been tactile, don't get me wrong, but not in public and definitely not impeding. A gentle hug or soft hand clutch was the most Ianto usually allowed and Jack had always respected that.

Seems something had changed there.

Ianto turned to face him, looking into his eyes and seeing the soft pleasure there.

Changed a lot.

Ianto's confusion cleared as Jack kissed him, sliding their mouths together so they fitted, gentle and loving.

Ianto felt his blush rushing across his face and Jack grinned to let him know it was a fine one.

"I need to get dressed, your coffee is ready sir" Ianto said softly, his own hands betraying him as they slid up to hug Jack's shoulder blades and Jack grinned as he stole another soft kiss.

Ianto slid out and was not surprised when Jack followed, his cup in hand to lean against a wall and watch Ianto dress.

This is how it will be for a while, whether he didn't trust him crossed Ianto's mind momentarily before being discarded as it occurred to him that Jack was still coming to terms with his return.

Ianto bent over to put his jeans on and the decadent moan had Ianto glancing at the mirror, expecting to see the cup to Jack's lips but it was hanging limply from his hand, pouring a little puddle on the floor as Jack looked at Ianto's arse.

Ianto straightened up and turned to look at the mess.

And his puddle.

"Jack, Cariad you spilt your drink" he prompted and Jack jumped, then looked down and swore softly as he saw what he had done.

Ianto scooped a towel from the corner of the room and flicked it at him with a soft frown of annoyance, then grinned to show he was only pretending as he watched Jack's face twist with worry.

Jack grinned and dropped it on the spill, using a foot to rub it about.

"Oops?" Jack offered with a shrug and Ianto laughed softly.

"Come on, lets refill that" Ianto grinned as he walked back out, still barefoot.

Tish was now at the sink, the toast swapped over for fresh slices in the toaster and the table starting to resemble a breakfast nook.

The door opened and Mickey entered without knocking, calling out instead as he brought the takeaway bags in and Ianto made a small noise of excitement as he smelt the bagels.

"His favorites" Jack said happily.

"I know" Mickey replied without looking up as he struggled with Ianto to get them to the table, "Even remembered the cream cheese."

"Ah, you blinder!" Ianto crowed happily.

Jack sat and watched Ianto's fingers move as he deftly cracked open a bagel and Mickey opened the cream cheese for him, then offered a butter knife.

Jack was getting enough sustenance just watching that mouth close over the food, Ianto's decadent moan matching the one made in the bedroom earlier.

Gods, what a pair they made.