Jack followed Ianto into his house.
"Make yourself at home Jack, I'll just take this upstairs" said Ianto as he started upstairs with Jacks suitcase
"So gonna let me stay then" he said with a smile on his face
"You said yourself sir, you can't go back to the hub for at least 3 weeks. I can't let you sleep on the streets"
Jack smiled and went into the kitchen.
He found the coffee machine all ready to go with a fresh filter but try as he might he couldn't get the little red light to come on. He followed the lead to the socket, which was switched on so he started pressing all the buttons he could find. Ianto walked in to find him still wearing his greatcoat and rapidly losing his temper with the coffee machine.
"Jack please don't break that one," said Ianto coming up behind him and slipping one arm round his waist.
"Why can't they make these things easy to use"
"It easy, you just flick this switch here" said Ianto touching a switch on the side of the machine that Jack hadn't seen. Within seconds Jack was visibly relaxed as the familiar sounds of fresh coffee brewing filled the kitchen
"You Ianto Jones are a genius," he said turning round to face him
"Not really Jack I just know how to use a coffee machine"
"That makes you a genius in my books" said Jack leaning forward and resting his head on his lovers shoulder. Ianto ran his fingers through Jacks hair.
"What's for dinner then?" said Ianto suddenly as his stomach rumbled
"Pizza, I can't even make coffee," mumbled Jack with his head still buried in Iantos shoulder
"We eat pizza all the time at the hub, what about I cook us something"
"If you can cook as well as work that coffee machine, then I'll make it up to you later" said Jack gently nibbling his neck
"I can't cook with you holding onto me, why don't you go and choose some music while I cook"
Jack nodded and left the kitchen. He took off his coat and hung it by the door next to Iantos suit jacket.
As delicious smells started coming from the kitchen Jack was looking through Iantos music collection. He found a cd he liked and put it on. As Ianto busied himself in the kitchen Jack leant by the doorway watching him. His shirt was untucked and hung loose with his sleeves rolled up round his elbows. He was cutting some onions and throwing them in the pan with what looked like various vegetables, what ever it was the smell was fantastic. He watched as Ianto tipped pasta into a pan of boiling water then dipped a spoon into the vegetable mixture, he watched as he lifted the spoon to his mouth and tasted, as he removed the spoon Ianto licked his lips. His tongue just barely leaving his mouth almost tickling his lips. Suddenly all Jack wanted to do was hold him. Having kicked his shoes off in the living room Ianto never heard Jack come up behind him. Ianto added something to the sauce mixture he had simmering in the pan and again lifted the spoon to his lips. This time he barely had time to remove the spoon before Jack spun him round and kissed him. Ianto responded to his kiss. His arms round Jacks waist as he gently pulled him to him. After a couple of minutes Ianto broke the kiss
"Dinners almost ready" he said turning back to stir the pasta
"Anything I can do?" asked Jack
"You can set the table for me" said Ianto. Jack sighed and opened the drawer to take out the cutlery and began to set the table for two.
"Sit down Jack, I'll dish up"
Ianto tipped the cooked pasta into the vegetable mix and carefully spooned generous helpings onto 2 plates. Jack sat opposite Ianto at the table and couldn't help but watch him as he ate. He was doing that thing with the spoon again; Jack could feel himself getting excited.
"For Christ's sake Yan, if you keep doing that I won't make it through dinner" moaned Jack
"Doing what Jack," he answered as he leisurely licked the sauce from his lips again. He knew it was driving Jack to distraction, which was of course the only reason for doing it. Ianto dipped his head and pretended to concentrate on his food but he was enjoying watching Jack squirm in his chair.
Jack on the other hand was trying hard to concentrate on nothing but his dinner, which tasted as good as it looked. But all he could think of was getting naked with Ianto; he was going to need some serious relief by the time they finished dinner. To his utter dismay ten minutes later when they had finished Ianto produced some fresh strawberries and ice cream.
"Can't we skip dessert Yan, there's something a little more pressing we need to deal with," he said gesturing to the growing bulge in his own trousers
"All in good time Cariad," he said and as he put a bowl in front of Jack he bent down and casually ran his hand over Jacks crotch. His cock jumped at the sudden attention but it was gone before he could grab Ianto. He now sat back in his chair opposite him; Jack sighed and picked up his spoon. Just as he swallowed the first mouthful of ice cream he felt Iantos foot slide between his legs and apply a gentle but firm pressure. Jack physically jumped, then smiled as Ianto pressed slightly harder. The pressure was on the base of his straining cock trying to calm him down and make him last until after dessert was finished. Jack looked up from his plate just in time to see Ianto start the thing with the spoon again. Somehow with ice cream it was even more seductive. Now Jack wanted the ice cream somewhere else.
"Damn Yan, this is agony," he said as he tried to lean himself into Iantos foot.