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Jack's low chuckle stopped Ianto's babbling, but he moaned when Jack pressed warm lips against his throat. Butterflies shot through his stomach, and as
Jack slid his hands around Ianto's hips and dragged him so he lay completely under Jack's hard body, Ianto just about floated.
"When we get out of here, when neither of us are hungry, and we don't have to think about being videoed, maybe we can try something more with each other."
"Yeah." That was about as much as Ianto got out before Jack pushed his thighs apart and moved between them. He lost his hold on Jack's balls, but he could feel them herded up against his own.
"Yeah," he repeated, not really caring what he was agreeing to.
"For now though, stay here. Don't move, okay?"
Ianto nodded, but then made a sound of protest as he felt Jack pull away.
"Where are you going?"
"For the supplies."
Damn, he'd almost forgotten the little box they'd found in one of the corners. It contained a bottle of lube and a condom, along with a note suggesting that in order to be released one of them needed to get his ass fucked. That note had pretty much been the nail in the coffin, even if they hadn't come to the same conclusion.
Holding out hadn't gained them anything, but while Ianto waited for Jack to come back, he wondered if complying would be any better. What if they were never let go?
He heard Jack returning and welcomed the presence of Jack's body as the other man crawled in beside him.
"Miss me?" Jack asked, snuggling up close. "No chocolate sauce I'm afraid!"
Ianto instantly pulled him into his arms and pressed his face into Jack's warm neck. "Yes, I did," he mumbled, feeling more than a little insecure right then and needing Jack to take that away from him.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Jack put Ianto onto his back and lifted his chin. In the shadows it was impossible to see what Jack was thinking, but from his tone he sounded worried.
"Nothing. I just…" He shrugged, not sure how to explain how he was feeling. "I want you, but I'm not sure I should."
"Oh, you most definitely should. In case I haven't made it clear, I want you too, Ianto. And just so you know, having your ass is only a part of it."
Puzzled, Ianto shook his head. "What do you mean?"
"I told you I liked you, and I do. This may not have been the ideal circumstance in which to meet, but after this is over I'd like to see you properly, for a date, and I was hoping you'd feel the same way."
"Me?"
"Yes, you." Amusement once again threaded through Jack's voice, but Ianto couldn't see what was so funny. Did Jack seriously want to go out with him?
"I don't think―"
"You don't have to. Not right now. We can talk about it when we're safely out of here. Until then, can I make love to you, please?"
The way Jack put it, the way he cradled Ianto in his arms, it was impossible to deny him, not that Ianto had any intention of doing so. He linked his arms around Jack's neck, pulling him down until their lips were almost touching.
"Okay."
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A loud boom echoed down the PDA, tiny as the live feed form the camera in the tunnel sent a picture from the direction of the bar.
They exchanged a glance and Owen punched a few numbers into his PDA. "We're okay for now."
Tosh leaned over to see the screen.
The alien dudes just blew something up. As the smoke cleared, she got a good view of them.
"Those guys are seriously freaky." She couldn't turn away. Like driving by a car crash, she had to watch. The way their arms and legs moved was totally wrong. The bottom part of their legs could move in any direction. The squishy bit at the end reminded her of a camel's foot. "That is so unbelievably bizarre, Owen. It doesn't look like they should be able to stand."
She leaned closer. "Their arms have the same weird joint, don't they?"
"Yeah, not quite the same range of motion though. And they only have three fingers and an opposing digit." Owen agreed.
Tosh shook her head. "You shot them and they seem fine now."
"They regenerate fast. You basically have to take out the brains to kill them, but you need more power than an Earth gun."
Tosh burst into nervous laughter. "Ha! They're zombie creepoids. Zomboids! Unbelievable."
"Kinda interesting when you think about it. Makes ya wonder how many of our legends and horror stories are based on actual events. These critters and others have been visiting Earth for hundreds of years." Owen said with glee.
"Makes sense," Tosh said.
The zomboids were staying put for now but they'd done a number on the room.
Shattered bottles and shredded bags of pretzels littered the small space.
"Trust me, you don't want to get anywhere near those boys. They're slow at first. Their reflexes aren't great from a standstill but once they get moving, watch out." Suzie warned as she looked at her PDA with annoyance.
Tosh resisted the urge to pull her hair again. She'd end up bald at this rate.
Jared leaned forward and put a hand on her shoulder. "Your reality changed today. Going to take time for all this to sink in."
"That's for sure. It's exciting, though. I feel like a kid being told there really is a Santa Claus." Tosh sat back and closed her eyes.
They ascended an incline but the cruiser stayed level. She turned, looked over the back, and gasped. This was no small rise. "So where is our great Earth Protector? Don't see much protecting going on. Aside from you two, of course. Thank you very much by the way."
"I wish I knew where he was, and you're welcome." Suzie smiled they all winced as another boom echoed through the speakers.
"Wait … are we talking about Jack or the Doctor?" Tosh suddenly asked and neither teammate replied. Great. Really cleared that one up.
Owen glanced at his phone and frowned. "We're still good but I'm starting to wonder how long that's going to last."
"How can you tell?"
Jared's display showed thick, gray smoke. "The door has sensors. If it's breached, an alarm will go off here." He nodded at his device.
"Nice."
Owen nodded, watching her.
She held his gaze, nodded back, and decided to say nothing. Clearly, she had a lot to learn. The craft slowed and the ground levelled off. Ahead, stood a circular door that was shaped like a bank vault. In the centre was a smaller, human-sized entrance.
"Does this lead to their backyard or something?" Tosh asked.
"Nope, right into the central hallway. Kind of a foyer without a front door." Suzie explained to her.
"They're kinda big on tunnels. Makes sense for them. It's a good way to get around the planet and they use them for mining the carnium stuff I told you about." Suzie explained.
The cruiser glided to a stop not more than five feet from the door.
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Jack's response was to slowly bridge that final distance and tease open Ianto's mouth with his tongue. Ianto let him in, relishing the gentle pressure, the soft insistence, and Jack's unique tenderness.
He'd shown it in everything he'd done the past few days― the way he'd treated him, encouraged him, spoke to him― and it was something Ianto really appreciated now. Trusting Jack, Ianto spread his thighs, and Jack lightly settled between them.
Ianto's stomach did a flip, and a shot of electricity zapped down his spine.
Focusing on the sensation, he moaned, totally absorbed in the feel of Jack's skin on his, and the tightly bound strength that layered beneath it.
"I love the way you moan," Jack murmured as he stroked down the length of Ianto's hip. "It sounds so sweet and sexy."
"Maybe you should make me moan more then," Ianto whispered back.
Jack stilled. "Is that a challenge?"
Ianto smiled while tightening his hold around Jack's neck. "Nope, it's a request."
When Jack started placing little kisses along his neck, it sent another shock of pleasure rushing over Ianto's skin.
He moaned, and Jack did that soft chuckle Ianto was beginning to adore. Instinct had him tilting his head to the side to give
Jack more access, and Jack took full advantage, dipping his tongue into the hollow between Ianto's neck and his shoulder until Ianto whimpered.
"God, the sounds you fucking make. I can't wait until I can spend some proper alone time getting to know every inch of your body. I bet I'll be able to make you scream."
Sucking in a deep breath, Ianto nodded. "Probably. You've already got me wound up so tight I feel like I'm going to explode."
"Yeah?" Jack pulled back a little, as if he were searching Ianto's face.
"I've been thinking about you touching me, holding me like this. I've been imagining how your skin would feel, how soft it would be, and I've not stopped wondering what it would be like to have you buried deep inside me." With every word uttered, Ianto felt his muscles tense and his heart race. It was as if he were getting ready to jump off a cliff: frightening and exhilarating at the same time.
He'd never experienced such a heady rush, but he instinctively knew Jack was the cause. He squirmed beneath the weight of Jack's body, impatient, needy.
"Please, Jack. I want you now."
