7
"You've got me," Jack told him. "I just hope I've got you."
The last was murmured low enough that Ianto wasn't quite sure if he'd heard it correctly, but before he had chance to ask, Jack reached back to grab the small bottle of lube that had been left for them, and Ianto 's concentration focused solely on what was going to happen next.
As Jack flicked open the lid, Ianto held his breath, and then let it out on a gasp when a cold glob of liquid hit his ass "Sorry. I should have warmed it up first."
"It's okay. Just spread it around quickly."
"And here I was thinking you liked it slow." Jack's voice held both tenderness and humour … something Ianto had already learned was part of Jack's nature.
He grinned, and for the first time truly relaxed, knowing that not only was Jack going to treat him with the utmost care, but also with a level of indulgence.
"I do normally, but right now I want it hard and fast," Ianto replied, beginning to lose himself in the sensation of Jack's finger slowly circling his hole.
"Whatever you want, babe. This is all about you."
True to his word, Jack pushed his finger in deep, spreading the lube before adding a second finger and stretching Ianto in earnest. Ianto lifted his hips, encouraging Jack to open him further, offering himself so Jack would know this wasn't just about him, but about both of them.
"I'm ready," he said, need making him impatient.
Jack didn't argue, and within seconds Ianto heard the foil of a condom packet being torn open. Cursing the darkness that prevented him from seeing Jack fully, Ianto reached out and was greeted with a very hard cock covered in skin as soft as silk. He tracked up the long length, catching a drop of moisture from its tip.
Impulse had him bringing the drop to his mouth, and he moaned in appreciation as the flavour burst on his tongue.
"Fuck." Jack sounded breathless, which brought a smile to Ianto's lips. He sat up a little, and as Jack started to roll the condom on, Ianto palmed the heavy balls he simply couldn't keep away from.
"You're going to make me come if you keep doing that," Jack protested.
"At any other time, I'd love to try. Now though, I want you in me."
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Owen stopped walking and nearly dropped the phone when it emitted an obnoxious sound.
He pressed a button, silencing the noise. His face said it all. "We're gonna have
company girls, those Gerfs are almost as fast as the cruiser here. Let's go." He leapt down and ran to the centre door.
Tosh followed him out, trying to stay calm.
Owen searched for the elusive spot to open the door. As usual, there was no X.
Odd, increasingly loud, sucking noises came from the tunnel behind them.
Goosebumps spread across her body.
She turned to keep an eye on the tunnel.
"Owen, they're coming. Please hurry." She shot him a glance. He frantically slapped around the edges. Nothing happened so he cursed and tried the other side.
"Ah shit, Suze. Where's the frickin' X? The one that marks the spot, remember?" His voice came out like a squeak.
She should know all this, she was the bloody tech support, wasn't she? Tosh felt woefully under informed.
The sucking sound got louder and Tosh's fear mounted. Get a grip. Mad is better than panicked. It's just another match…against aliens…no problem.
Tosh shook out her arms and bounced on her toes. She pictured herself back at the hub, getting ready for a sparring fight with Jack.
His training was about to come into practice.
Time to get mad.
She kicked off her heels and continued her warm-up.
Pluck, pluck, pluck.
The Gerfs were moving fast when they crested the rise, but slowed when they caught sight of the team.
They emitted clicking and squeaking sounds as they made their way forward. Their squidgy feet worked like suction cups, allowing them to climb the rise and accounted for the odd sounds.
"They're here," Tosh said.
Suzie stepped in front of her, arms out.
Like that's going to happen. She stepped around her.
"Very gallant of you Suzie but I'm not letting you face these zomboids alone. I know how to fight, remember?"
Suzie grimaced. "Fine, but don't let them get a hold of you."
Suzie appeared calm except for the sweat trickling down her temple. The tunnel was comfortably cool.
Tosh rolled up her sleeves and tucked her skirts into her knickers like short. Never thought I'd be dressed like this in a fight.
You can face fear, or feel it, Jack kept to saying. She shook out her arms. Feel it, and it eats you alive. Face it, and you get to kick some ugly alien butt. Okay, he never said that. I wonder if they even have butts.
She gave another laugh and pondered the question. The leather covered their midsection and she wasn't about to ask.
The two aliens moved together. The bizarre sounds getting louder and faster the closer they came. Their eyes had no pupils—only black orbs.
Tosh had the uncomfortable feeling they focused on her. She slid into a standard defence position and contemplated where and how to hit the creeps. Her heart pounded.
"Owen, get to the door. You have to get it open." Suzie's voice came out low and calm. This was her zen before a fight. Her body was strung tight, every nerve on edge. Her mind focused on nothing but her opponent.
The Gerfs lunged.
Tosh spun and lashed out with a kick. Her heel connected with the closest alien's head. Her foot squished in an inch or so before hitting bone. Eww.
Remembering Owen's advice, she moved left to avoid capture only to find herself swept up in a crushing embrace. Oh, God. They're behind us.
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The dark shadow looming above him moved, and Ianto lay back down.
"Like this?" Jack asked, spreading Ianto's legs and pushing them back so Ianto was completely exposed and vulnerable. Yet he didn't feel that way, he felt safe and protected and wanted.
Jack shifted closer and then slowly pressed the thick head of his cock past the tight ring of Ianto's hole.
Ianto hissed at the slight burn, but welcomed the intrusion, loving the feel of Jack's solid length filling him, owning him.
"Okay?" Jack held himself still, giving Ianto a chance to adjust, and that was just one more way Ianto found Jack's level of concern completely endearing.
"Yeah, I'm fine. More than fine actually." He raised his hand to stroke along Jack's cheek, and as he did so, Jack turned his head and kissed Ianto's inner wrist.
Ianto's heart skipped a beat at the simple gesture, recognizing the intent behind it.
"Ready for me to move?"
"If you don't, I'm going to."
Jack's reply was lost as he pulled back slightly before thrusting back in. Ianto gasped and then moaned, urging Jack to do it again. He raised his hips a little to allow Jack to slide deeper, and on the next thrust, Jack's swollen cock hit that perfect spot inside, and Ianto saw fireworks.
Jack must have known because he continued at the same angle, increasing his speed until Ianto couldn't think straight.
He forgot about the discomfort of the straw beneath him, of where they were and why they were there. All he could grasp was the sensation of Jack's hard body above him, of the gentle, soft words Jack uttered, and the fearsome potential he felt in Jack's arms.
"Shit, Ianto. I'm coming." Jack started to slow, but Ianto quickly wrapped his legs around Jack's waist and desperately held him in place.
"Don't stop. Don't you dare fucking stop." He clung tighter to Jack, whimpering as his body rushed toward a pinnacle of pleasure he hadn't expected.
He could feel it in the insistent tingle down his spine, in the hard knot in the pit of his stomach, in the tightening of his balls, and in the unrelenting pins and needles pricking every inch of his skin.
"Jack." It was a warning and a plea, and as Jack responded to it with a combination of intensity and tenderness, Ianto fell headlong into an orgasm more potent than he'd ever thought possible. He cried out, caught up in the wonder and beauty and the incredible knowledge that Jack was right there with him.
He barely felt the warm spatter of cum across his stomach and chest, but he swore he could feel himself being filled with Jack's heated release, even though he knew it was all being captured by the condom.
Jack moaned, a low, subtle sound that Ianto would have been happy to hear over and over, and as Jack slowly collapsed on top of him, he wanted to see if he could get Jack to moan like that again.
"Tell me that was good for you," Jack murmured, his breath choppy and uneven.
Ianto grinned into the darkness and dropped his legs, fully sated yet itching for another opportunity to have Jack inside him, and soon. "It was amazing."
