Ianto arrived at class the next morning uncharacteristically late only to find Gwen sitting in his seat with Jack on the aisle and Siobhan in her regular spot. He briefly considered retreating but instead carefully masked his emotions and brushed by the pair to slide into the empty seat on the other side of Siobhan. She smiled at him as he sat and said, "Not so prepared today I see."
He smiled at her ruefully, "Still got my coffee though."
"I've tasted your coffee. It's worth being a few minutes late. So what happened with Jack once you got back to your flat?"
"Nothing really," He shrugged, "I managed to avoid him for most of the night."
Her face grew puzzled, "I assumed that you had made up. Why is he sitting here with us then?"
"He probably wants to make up because he had to drink his own shit coffee this morning." Ianto through privately that Jack also missed the sex if the way Jack's eyes were currently pinned to the hollow of Ianto's throat (revealed by the open collar of his shirt which he had failed to button all the way in his haste) meant anything, but he kept this information to himself. His hypothesis was proven correct when he was pulled into a dark alcove seconds after leaving class.
Jack immediately latched his mouth onto Ianto's neck: biting, sucking, and nibbling at the sensitive skin of his pulse point. He kissed his way up Ianto's throat mumbling against it: "You looked so sexy this morning with your hair mused up like you just had the best shag of your life."
Ianto twisted his hands in Jack's hair in order to wrench Jack's head back so that he could press their lips together in a frantic open mouthed kiss. Jack groaned as he was shoved painfully against the cold stone wall and Ianto slid his hands roughly down Jack's body and slid them into the back of his trousers. As he felt Ianto's hands palming his arse, Jack's hands rose involuntarily to twine into Ianto's tousled locks.
Then minutes later found Jack shoved up against the inside wall of a lavatory stall and ten minutes after that found Ianto trying to flatten his hair in the watermarked mirror. He could just make out Jack's satisfied smirk as he leaned casually against the wall behind him so he told him dryly: "Your pants are unbuttoned."
Jack laugh, his voice still slightly hoarse from sex, and walked to Ianto so that he was pressed against Ianto's back with his breath puffing warmly against the Welshman's ear. He kissed an already darkening patch on the younger man's neck and whispered, "I think I accidentally left a mark."
"You 'accidentally' left a mark?" Ianto snorted derisively as he examined the spot Jack had indicated just under his left ear. "You practically mauled my neck muttering mine the entire time. I think we can safely deduce that it was on purpose."
Ianto could feel Jack's chuckle against the back of his neck in short puffs rather than hear it. Jack told him lightly: "Might have done."
Eyes rolling, Ianto asked: "You wouldn't have something to cover it up would you?"
"Like make-up?" Jack questioned wryly. "No. It's the one failing of me being a bloke I suppose, but trust me there are many more upsides."
"Are there really?" Ianto mocked, "I can't think of anything."
Jack shoved him playfully before diving in for a quick peck on the lips, "I think we're a little late for our next class."
Ianto's eyes widened comically, "Shit. I'll see you at lunch."
Jack smiled fondly at the younger boy as he raced out of the lavatory with his shirt flapping as it was only tucked in the back of his trousers on one side.
"I grabbed you the last packet of chocolate Hob Nobs," Jack told Ianto as he slide into the seat next to him at lunch.
"Thanks." Ianto gestured to his own try, "Take my pickles will you."
"Course," Jack replied, quickly swapping his tomatoes with Ianto's pickles.
"I see you two made up," Gwen smiled her gap-toothed grin at the pair as Ianto took a swig of Jack's water before turning to his own Coke.
Owen wrinkled his nose, "I thought we were done with your weird bromance."
"Don't be jealous because nobody buys you biscuits Owen," Siobhan teased as she slid into the booth on the other side of Ianto.
Ianto turned his head to greet Siobhan which accidentally revealed the dark purple patch on his neck to Owen who let out a holler, "Is that your handiwork Miss Siobhan."
Siobhan blinked as she stared at the visible teeth marks on the side of Ianto's neck and his wide pleading eyes that were focused directly on her. She noted vaguely that Jack was looking pointedly off in the distance and facing the opposite direction. She nodded slowly at first and then a bit faster upon receiving Ianto's grateful smile, "Yeah…I just can't control myself sometimes. We…um, nipped off into a deserted corridor after class."
"Yup," Ianto pressed a quick kiss to her cheek and slung his arm casually over her shoulder.
"Good for you mate," Owen grinned, "About time."
"Yeah, well," Ianto gathered up what was left of his lunch, "We're going to head off a bit early today. See you when I get home."
Siobhan was giggling as they ran out and burst into full blow gales of laughter when they had made it out of the building, "This explains so much."
"Thanks for covering for me," Ianto blushed.
"No problem. You should have explained about you and Jack earlier. I wouldn't have been so offended by the way he acted at dinner last night," She paused for a moment: "It was Jack right?"
His flush turned darker, "Yeah."
She stole one of his biscuits and mumbled through a mouthful, "So why the secrecy? It's not like you two are aiming to avoid speculation."
"The way Jack flirts it would be more telling if we didn't flirt," Ianto replied. "Anyway, the reason we aren't telling anyone is because there isn't anything to tell. I mean, we're shagging and all, but we used to just be friends with benefits and now he wants to cuddle after and I don't know what that means or if it even means anything."
"It doesn't look like you're just friends," Siobhan raised an eyebrow at him.
"No, it doesn't, but then he goes and snogs Gwen Cooper and it does sound like we're just friends," Ianto sighed.
"He kissed Gwen?" Siobhan asked, eyes widening, "This is better than watching Hollyoaks! When?"
"Last night after dinner," Ianto crooked up a self-deprecating smile. "Supposedly it was just a thank you for rescuing a lost kitten peck, but the look on his face said otherwise."
"A thank you kiss?" Siobhan looked incredulous, "Doesn't she have a boyfriend she keeps chatting about? Should she be giving out thank you kisses?"
"It's Jack…" Ianto shrugged. "He's difficult to resist. I was straight until I met him."
"I find that hard to believe," Siobhan said eyeing his outfit.
He laughed and explained with the lie that he had grown so used to using as a child that he half believed it: "My father was a master tailor."
Siobhan bit into an apple thoughtfully, "So how long am I supposed to be your beard for?"
Ianto choked, "What? You're not my beard."
She smiled, "I was teasing, but if I'm fake mauling you in a lavatory stall you could at least take me on a fake date to the movies Friday night."
"Do you want me to take you to the movies?"
She batted her eyebrows at him playfully, "Why Mr. Jones I would love to."
"Your wish is my command."
She grinned wickedly at him, "Ask Jack if you can borrow his car."
"You're terrible," He laughed, "I'll text you after class."
"Thanks for letting me borrow your car," Ianto told the older boy who was currently lounging naked in his bed as Ianto adjusted his bow tie in the mirror.
Jack shrugged artfully causing the sheet to fall further down his body revealing the cut of his hips and just a hint of soft hair. His voice was still rough from sex as he asked, "So you never explained. Is this an actual date or is this a part of your elaborate cover up scheme?"
Ianto peered curiously over his shoulder, "Does it matter?"
Jack made an indifferent noise in reply and said, "I was proud of that hickey I gave you. I don't like her getting credit for it."
Unconsciously brushing the still darkened spot on his neck, Ianto asked: "So is Rhys here yet?"
"Who?"
"Gwen's boyfriend," Ianto rolled his eyes exasperatedly, "You really don't listen do you?"
"I listen to things that concern me."
"And Gwen having a boyfriend doesn't concern you?"
"Should it? I'm sure he'd be easily disposable if I ever fancied having a go at her," Jack folded his arms behind his head with a shit-eating grin on his face plastered on his face.
"Is that likely to happen any time soon?" Ianto feigned indifference as he untied his bow tie and tossed it to the side.
Jack slid off his bed revealing himself in his full naked glory and grabbed a deep purple tie off of a bedpost. He began tying it around Ianto's neck as he said, "I've got my hands full with you right now."
"Full Windsor," Ianto told him as he watched Jack's large hands deftly tie the small sliver of silk.
Grinning, Jack teased: "Ooh, fancy."
"I'm trying to make you jealous," Ianto quipped back.
Jack murmured quietly, "It's working."
"Come with us," Ianto's voice was just as quiet. "Not to the movies, but afterward. Come get a drink with us."
"I told Owen I'd go out on the pull with him tonight."
"I thought your hands were full."
Jack laughed, "They are. I'm just going as Owen's wingman for the night. Send me a text when you get out of the movies and I'll let you know where we are. You can 'accidentally' meet up with us."
"I'm just saying it was a complete rip-off of Pocahontas," Siobhan told him as they entered the dimly lit pub. "And I would have liked to have been informed of that ahead of time."
Ianto groaned: they had been discussing the movie since they had left and could not get over one argument, "It's perfectly viable for a film to update certain well-known motifs, look at Shakespeare. That's all he did."
"Ianto Jones! How was your holiday?"
Ianto grinned at the black Londoner who walked up to bump fists with him, "Mickey the idiot."
He groaned at the familiar nickname, "Don't you start that too."
Ianto laughed, "Siobhan this is Mickey Smith."
"Nice to meet you," Siobhan giggled nervously which resulted in Ianto raising an eyebrow at her. She smacked him on the arm.
"Want to get a table with us Mickey?" Ianto offered.
Mickey nodded absentmindedly without taking his eyes off of Siobhan, "Sure. The others are here too but the booth is full."
The three of them slid into a recently opened corner booth and Jack appeared seconds later with a pitcher of beer and glasses for the four of them. He grinned and winked roguishly at them, "How was your date?"
"This was a date?" Mickey asked in surprise.
"Yeah, but he has a terrible taste in movies so we broke up right after," Siobhan spoke up quickly, leaning closer to Mickey.
"So you're single then?"
"Completely," She confessed, smiling brightly at him and tossing her hair.
He smiled back just as brightly, "How about I buy you a real drink instead of this piss water that Jack brought over."
"That would be lovely."
Jack and Ianto watched in amusement as the pair walked over to the bar. Ianto took a sip of his beer and noted dryly, "There goes our cover."
Jack snorted into his drink, "Didn't last very long did it?"
Loud laughter sounded from the booth that housed Owen, Gwen, Martha, Tom, and a stranger who Ianto presumed was Gwen's boyfriend. He nodded over at them, "That Rhys then?"
Jack slid towards Ianto in the booth until they were pressed together from hip to knee underneath the table, "Yeah. I told you I didn't have any competition."
Ianto shrugged in reply, "Gwen's pretty. There must be a reason they're together. Maybe he has a ten inch long cock."
Siobhan and Mickey arrived at the table just as Jack was snorting beer out of his nose from shock at Ianto's cavalier comment. He recovered quickly and contested: "Twenty quid to whoever finds out first."
The night ended with Jack and Ianto both having skinned knees after a brief skirmish broke out in the lavatory in their attempts to acquire the urinal next to Rhys.
"I'm not going," Ianto stated firmly two weeks after that night in the pub. "And don't come in here I actually need to get clean."
"But Ianto, who am I going to share a tent with if you don't come?" Jack pouted from outside the shower. "And I'm already naked so it's rude if you don't let me in."
"If I let you in will you stop bothering me about going camping?"
"Nope, but I'll stop bothering you about the fact we haven't had sex in days." Jack answered, sliding the shower curtain open to reveal a soapy Ianto.
"After mid terms," Ianto insisted, but couldn't keep his eyes from slipping down Jack's naked body. He forced his eyes back up and then cursed inwardly as he met Jack's pleading eyes he gave in immediately, "Get in here."
Jack almost knocked over the shower curtain in his haste to enter the tub. He dove straight under the shower head and emerged from the water with his hair dripping down his forehead, eyes sparkling he pressed his wet slippery body flush against Ianto's, "Are you sure you won't reconsider going camping with us?"
