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They fell in the door with tired moans and sighs of delight, Jack taking the lead as his love relaxed and let him manoeuvre him towards the bed, hands exploring under the soft cotton shirt Ianto still wore. It was what he had on under the armour which had folded up into a box the size of a biscuit tin and it was now sitting on the dresser by the door as Ianto laid back and laughed softly, letting his love lick at his nipples under the shirt material.

"Oh shit" a voice said and Jack tried to sit up, still under the t-shirt and Ianto gurgled with glee as Jack struggled and finally managed to pop out to glare at Mickey who stood holding Tucker in his arms.

"Oh!" Jack was as changeable as the weather and he reminded Ianto of a magpie trying to choose a shiny from a whole box of them as his hands fluttered and he scooped up the baby to dance around the room.

Ianto sighed as he knew this meant no more playtime and he rose to see if there was a bottle for his little bug, smiling as Andy wheeled in with one.

"I was just about to feed him" Andy scolded Mickey, "Stop snatching him up. He is fine on the floor with the dogs. A kid needs a certain amount of germs in their life, how else do they get immune systems ya blouse!"

"One was licking his foot like it was a popsicle!" Mickey protested and Andy clucked his tongue as he motioned to Jack and Jack knelt to place the baby in his uncle's lap then Andy wheeled off with his bounty.

Jack swung back to Ianto, "Now. Where were we?"

"Well for a start, you were under here" Ianto teased, lifting the hem of the shirt and Jack leered.

"Fuck! I'm off 'den" Mickey snorted, shooting off as both men giggled softly.

As Jack Climbed back on the bed Ianto felt something take over his body and he could feel his mouth opening and locking onto Jack's bared neck.

Fangs came down and pierced his flesh, releasing the precious blood hidden within. Oh the blood! How delicious, how utterly perfect in its essence, giving him pleasure, vitality, warmth and complete satisfaction.

Ianto leaned forward, biting harder as more blood gushed inside his mouth and he swallowed greedily. He could feel some of the blood trickle out the sides of his mouth as he gulped from this amazing fountain of life.

His dick rose with renewed vigour and he felt a strong hand gripping his shaft. It seemed like he wasn't in control of his body any more, like something else was driving him to feed and pump his hips forward into that strong embrace.

Jack felt the red hot pain as the fangs pieced the skin and then he was overcome with desire as the scent from Ianto rivalled anything he had ever know and he was gone, almost enraged with desire for his lovely enigma.

Ianto could feel Jack bucking against him, whispering in Ianto's ear for him to drink more and to cum with him. Jack's dick was hard as well, thrusting lazily against Ianto as he writhed beneath him.

Ianto's hips bucked frantically as the hand worked over his cock, stroking him with hard, fast movements. Fuck, he could feel it coming, a full culmination of everything that he was experiencing. His balls tightened up and his body tensed as he pulled even harder on the throat his mouth was latched onto.

The hot, masculine hand on Ianto's cock quickened its pace and he screamed as he unloaded, the sound muffled by mouthful of Jack. Thick, creamy ropes of my spunk flew from the head of his cock, landing on Jack's thighs, stomach and the hand that had brought him to this amazing climax.

Jack continued to stroke him, even as he grunted through his own release and his moans were enough to encourage more cum from Ianto.

As they lay panting and writhing Ianto licked at the neck he had fed from a growing horror at what he had done tempered by Jacks soft murmurs of delight as he told Ianto that had felt incredible.

"I can't believe I bit you!" Ianto huffed.

"Oh baby, you can bite me anytime" Jack moaned, "Fuck, you smelt incredible when you did that."

"Yeah?"

"Like a fucking overload of yum" Jack sighed, snuggling against him with the bite marks already fading.

Long after Jack was asleep Ianto lay there wondering what had possessed him to bite Jack like that. Ianto smiled and hummed softly with satisfaction. Rumtuck's hum of satisfaction echoed as Ianto finally accepted that Jack didn't mind and settled to sleep. If Jack liked it, who was he to complain.

Gods, he had tasted like pure life.