Efern: Sorry about baggy jeans. Hope the wait wasn't too bad and you enjoy this chapter!
Poisoned-Thorns: Yay! I make people go squee! Glad you like it! I'm not sure this chapter is all that good, not happy with it but don't really want to change it. The first bit seems a bit tacked on and reads like an instruction manual. Sorry
XxTypoMasterxX: Well it shouldn't be a big deal. So two guys are dancing together so what! ;]
katwinchester: Patience is a virtue after all ;] I wanted Jack to be really bitchy and I'm glad it came across like that!
zsazsa4168: Hope this was worth the wait, though the slashy scene isn't really up to my standards and that bothers me coz I don't have standards.
deemama66: Not at all. Hope you enjoy this update!
pinksocks: I know what you mean. Especially with this chapter, the slashy scene is not up to my standards and I really feel it could be better but once I wrote it I didn't want to change it because I'd already moved onto the next bit of the story.
Amethystbutterflys: Again glad you liked the Wigan bit. It was really nice chatting to you and catching up with someone who knows my area (ish). Have you heard back from any of the Uni's you applied to? Hm, are you going to visit Newport? Maybe we could meet up and travel down together, my mom's encouraging me to visit the uni's I applied to. So here I come Newport, Cardiff and Lancaster!!
Authors/Note: I like watching rugby but I know absolutely nothing about it. I know Six Nations is playing now/soonish and apart from the random facts I had to look up I am clueless. Clueless about Welsh as well. I had to use an online translator for what Ianto says and then I forgot to write down what it was that he says (the English version), so I don't know exactly what Ianto says in Welsh. Sorry... it's roughly that Jack is handsome and he's looking forward to sex etc... sorry I can't be more accurate. I hope you all like the scene between Gwen, Rhys and Jack. Yes, Jack has done what I'm implying (he's biological Gethin's donor, not father coz that's Rhys). Read and Review and just enjoy... or try to!
Chapter Ten
Jack looked around the room and smiled at the straight and clean lines, everything was set out in a somewhat symmetrical fashion; the bed, flanked by two bedside tables, was big and inviting... it took up most of the space in the room, to the left of the door was a chest of draws and to the right was a book case full of books. Ianto pulled away to flick one of the lamps on and nodded at Jack, he caught the gesture and turned off the overhead light before taking off his suit jacket and laid it over the metal frame at the bottom of the bed. He toed off his shoes and socks then removed his trousers so he was stood there in his dress shirt and tight black boxer shorts.
Ianto was sat on the bed watching Jack grinning as he undressed, he felt his breathing speed up as the American padded barefoot towards him "Aren't you going to get undressed? Or do you need some help?"
"I... damnio" he mumbled in Welsh, his voice felt thick and shaky. Jack was stood over him and Ianto was staring up, wanting nothing more to move... do something but he felt a little unsure of exactly what to do. This was all new to him, a little too new and even though he knew the basics it was difficult to figure out what went first
"Was that Welsh?" inquired Jack as he pulled Ianto to his feet and pushed that jacket off and tossed to towards the chair he hadn't noticed when he first entered Ianto's bedroom.
"Yeah" Ianto nodded before swallowing hard as he reached up to unfasten his buttons. Jack spread his shirt as it was being unbuttoned placing open mouthed kisses on every inch of skin revealed
"Can you say something to me in Welsh?"
"Dybia 'ch re 'n brydferth. Alla t arhosa at ca 'ch i mewn i gorweddfa a gwna cara atat" he whispered into Jack's ear as deft hands worked open his trousers
"Mmm" the American moaned appreciatively but he never asked what it meant. Ianto reached out and unfastened Jack's shirt and tossed it towards the end of the bed, it caught on the bed post and hung there. Ianto wriggled his hips and his trousers pooled at his feet before he kicked them away and he sat back down pushing the blanket aside as he moved to the middle.
Jack climbed on next to him and they started kissing again pressed tight together. Their hips ground against each other trying to soothe the ache but it wasn't working, just getting them more and more aroused. Ianto rolled Jack onto his back and slowly nibbled his way down Jack's chest, making detours to pay attention to his nipples, Ianto had always loved nipples in general, and Jack's were quite nice.
There were no distractions. No motives. No interruptions. Ianto would be able to do what he'd wanted, what he thought about ever since he turned up at Jack's after Tosh had dumped him. Without thinking he pulled down those black shorts and dropped them on the floor so he wouldn't have to think about them again until later
"Fel 'n arddun" he murmured as he stroked a hand down Jack's hip. The American fell quiet, his eyes seemed to shine in the low light.
Ianto slowly wrapped his fingers around Jack's erect cock, getting used to the weight and feel of it. It was firm but smooth jutting out from a nest of dark slightly curled hair. He ran his palm down the shaft slowly to see what it felt like and started when he heard Jack make a low noise in his throat "Is this okay?"
"Yeah, it's good" Jack nodded in agreement. Ianto was being so attentive and caring; it wasn't hard to see how good a lover her actually was. Jack let Ianto take control because this was the first proper time he'd done anything with a man apart from kissing "Just... ah. Do what you normally like done to you and we'll go from there" Ianto nodded then leaned down, his tongue lapping at the tip. Jack nearly shot up off the bed in surprise; he looked down to see the Welshman staring at him with a dark look in his eyes, still holding his erection lovingly in his hand. Before he put his mouth around the head, his tongue darting at glands before he pulled back off. Ianto dipped his tongue into the slit lapping up pre cum and moaning low in his throat.
"You taste good. Never thought you would..." he said to himself softly before putting his mouth back on Jack's manhood taking more than the head. Dipping down he ran his tongue down the length then hollowed his cheeks and sucked on the way up making Jack moan loudly. He tangled his hand in Ianto's hair encouraging the Welshman, not that he needed any encouragement
"Where did you learn how to do that? You're a natural cock sucker" chuckled Jack between bated breathe. Ianto pulled up off Jack's member and tried to glare at him but failed miserable, he liked the compliment because it meant that he was doing everything right "Don't stop"
Ianto ran his tongue across his lips before bowing his head and focused on bringing Jack off, he wasn't sure whether to spit or swallow when the decision was taken from him. Without warning Jack moaned loudly, his hands gripping the sheets tightly as he came and all Ianto could do was swallow reflexively. It wasn't as bad as he thought it would be; the burst of it was more surprising than the taste and it worried him a little when he told himself that would be something he'd get used to. Jack wasn't saying anything, just laying there with his eyes closed and that worried him
"Was that okay?"
"Uh?" mumbled Jack as he opened his eyes sleepily, the fog clearing. Jack looked down and saw Ianto was still hard, he sat up slowly reaching for Ianto's erection "Do you even have to ask. I'm gonna show you how good you made me feel. Lay down"
Jack lay Ianto down on the bed and moved over him so he was straddling him and looked at him in the low light, really looked at him. Ianto suddenly felt nervous, his lips parted as he stared up at Jack kneeling over him like some lustful deity
"Kiss me?" he asked because it was something he liked, not that he'd done much with Jack so far yet, he just knew he liked kissing him more than anything else.
"I'll do anything you ask, tonight" Jack leaned down and Ianto wrapped his fingers around the american's arm pulling him the rest of the way
"Just tonight?" answered Ianto cheekily when they broke for air. Jack grinned
"Okay, maybe for a little while longer"
They kissed slow and sweet, a clash of tongues that wasn't really about getting the upper hand but more about discovering how the other reacted; what made them feel good. Jack nipped at Ianto's lower lip as his hands wandered down to wrap around the welshman's cock
"Jack!" gasped Ianto, Jack was stroking him, twisting on the upstroke before sliding down again. Propping himself up on his elbow he watched Ianto's reaction to being jerked off "Do you like... doing this?"
"You won't say it? What I'm doing to you? Are you embarrassed by it? Doesn't it feel good?"
"I... oh god Jack! It feels good... I just, it's... I don't like being crude" he commented as his breathing turned heavy. He licked his lips before leaning down near Ianto's ear, stretching out almost languidly
"And yet you told me you wanted to suck my cock" Ianto closed his eyes as Jack's hand sped up "Do you get off telling me what you want to do? Ain't it the same effect if I do it? If I say I want to stroke you off until you come all over my hand? That I want to kiss you" he pressed a soft chaste kiss to that full mouth "That I want to suck you off until I can taste you? That one day, I will fuck you?" Ianto's eyes widened in disbelief and shock; the thought of Jack fucking him was such a turn on. Jack in him, filling him, fucking him
"Ohfuuuu...." he growled out as he came arching up off the bed. He was content, sleepy and sated and it took him a while to recover coming back from the orgasm; simple words had never gotten him off before. No one had managed to be so productive with him in bed before; not Tosh and certainly not Lisa. It made him feel alive like he'd only just woke up and this was something he could have more and more. Ianto locked eyes with Jack and almost lost it all again when he saw that Jack was lapping up the white fluid on his fingertips
"You looked like you enjoyed that" Jack's voice was heavy with arousal but thinking about it, the welshman couldn't do anything else even if he wanted to.
"I did. We should clean up..." he stated although he didn't want to move and he couldn't take his eyes off watching Jack lick his come up off his hand
"Let me" interrupted Jack, he was too damn cocky for his own good. He lapped the last of Ianto's come off his hand before leaning down to lick at Ianto's damp skin; Ianto watched in disgusted interest. He knew that it had to taste awful and to be honest it wasn't the nicest taste in the world but just because Jack was so willing to lick hm clean it turned him on more than he'd ever thought possible.
Ianto was still staring downwards when Jack handed him his grey boxer shorts, he stared mutely before slipping them on. In the morning he'd need a shower but for now he was happy enough with his 'sponge bath'. It was only when Jack pulled on his boxers that things got complicated.
The american climbed back in the bed and they lay there together for a moment not touching and it got awkward; Ianto had never done this before so he wasn't sure what to do afterwards, did he cuddle, go to sleep, what? For Jack he wasn't sure what Ianto was comfortable with because he'd never been with a guy before and wasn't sure if he'd want to cuddle.
"Um..." Ianto began "You still want to stay?"
"Yeah, I do. If that's okay... I know you have your match tomorrow" he glanced at the door trying to figure out of Ianto was trying to give him signals to bugger off.
"It's okay. I'd like you to stay" he slid closer tentatively putting his hand on Jack's chest; Ianto almost jumped out of his skin when Jack moved under his hand. Jack rolled over pulling his boyfriend clear across the bed into his waiting arms
"There. That's better" smiled Jack before kissing him. It was a light, goodnight kiss but he could taste himself on Jack's lips; it should have repulsed him but it turned him the hell on!
The rugby player deepened the kiss before rolling on top of him nipping hungrily to taste his unique taste mingled with Jack's sharp coffee and sour toffee, breaking away he panted bring in enough air before dipping back down
"Love kissing you" he mumured before playfully tugging Jack's lower lip between his own
"We should sleep... or I'm going to want to do stuff again, what with you kissing me"
"Maybe I want to"
"Don't stop" gasped Jack arching up into him. Ianto went still as he looked down at his boyfriend; he wanted to give him the world, the sun and the moon and all the stars in the sky but at the moment it didn't seem like enough. He rolled off Jack and pulled him flushed against him, Jack's back to his chest and held him
"I won't" he whispered unable to stop his hand splaying out over his lover's erratic heart
"Goodnight Ianto" said Jack finally before they both fell into silence. Only this time it was comfortable and they slowly drifted off to sleep with Ianto holding Jack safe.
*
She was going to kill him. She's even picked out the knife to do it as well! She was going bloody wipe that grin off his face and made sure he never smiled like that again! That was until he held out a cardboard cup of coffee; the bribery coffee.
"Okay, you can come in" she stepped aside and let him in. Jack never said anything about how her hair was paying homage to Elvira or that she had baby spit on the shoulder of her shirt because, one, he knew that she'd kill him coffee or not, and two, he was trying to convince her to come with him to the rugby match.
Rhys was sat in his dressing gown on the couch with Gethin in his arms feeding him a bottle. Jack raised a brow, Gwen had been adamant about breastfeeding so the sight before him was a bit of a surprise. Rhys chuckled, reading the confusion on his best friend's face
"Pumped milk" he explained with a nod "In case Gwen needs to pop out for a bit. Not that she has been out... daft thing has become a hermit ever since Gethin was born"
"Ah, then I'm a night in shining armour" Jack announced as he pulled out the two VIP passes Ianto had given him for today's rugby match
"Are those tickets for the Blues?!" Rhys almost shouting standing up quickly, Jack panicked thinking he was going to drop the baby and darted forward
"Rhys! Baby! God sake!" Rhys sat back down looking very guilty and nervous
"Sorry, don't tell Gwen..."
"Help me convince her to come with me to the rugby match" he begged, before giving an ultimatum "Or I'll tell"
"Hm, I suppose it's a good thing you're shagging a rugby player. You can get more free tickets, right?"
"We're not shagging" Jack corrected him, almost sing-songed it
"Jack Antony Harkness! I hope I didn't hear you using a swear word around my boy!"
"No ma'am. That was Rhys" he stuck his tongue out at Gwen's husband who had enough sense to look insulted and he promptly stuck out his tongue
"What are you doing here anyway, Jack?"
"I've come to get you out of the house" he smiled cheerfully. She rolled her eyes as she took Gethin off Rhys
"Try again"
"I really want to spend time with my best friend?" suggested Jack. Rhys was the one smirking now as he excused himself to get dressed; they'd worked in shifts, one looking after Gethin while the other got stuff they needed doing done. Like getting dressed or having breakfast for example
"Don't make me hurt you. Because I was planning to before you gave me coffee, I'll get the knife"
"Okay, okay!" Jack held up his hands in surrender; never trust a cop, who'd not long ago had a baby without pain meds, that was threatening you with a knife; they knew the system and your body would never be found "I'm taking you to Ianto's rugby match. I don't want to go on my own because I've never been to one before and I don't want to let him down"
"Then why the hell are you asking me?! I could be doing something important like sleeping or sitting down! Take Rhys, I have to look after the baby" she told him just as Rhys was coming back into the room fully dressed; he'd heard the tail end of the conversation
"As much as I'd love to go I think it'd be better if you want with Jack. You haven't really been outside since Gethin was born... not even to take him on a walk"
"He's not a dog" she snapped
"I know that, but you need to let your hair down for a little bit, just enjoy spending time with your best friend" he told his wife seeing the subtle signs that she was being swayed, Jack could see them too and he jumped on it
"Pwease, Gwen, for your bestest friend in da whole wide world"
"Only if you drop that stupid baby accent!" she hissed before a playful smile appeared on her face "I'll just go get dre... wait, whose going to look after Gethin?"
"I will" Rhyrs replied confidently "If you leave all your contact details for how to reach you at the game then if anything happens I'll call you straight away"
"But... but..."
"No buts. Get some clothes on" said Rhys as he took Gethin back so he could burp him "Go with Jack and have fun cheering Ianto on"
"Rhys..." her smile glowed, sparkling the unshed tears in her eyes "I bloody love you Rhys the Rant!" she hurried off into the bedroom to get ready and Jack grinned as he came and sat down next to him
"I wove you too, Rhys" Jack said with a pout, proud that he'd managed to convince Gwen to go with him. It was a win-win situation for both of them; it got Gwen some free adult time out and Jack didn't have to go alone
"Stop talking like that!" chuckled Rhys "At least to me. If you're going to talk baby then talk to Gethin... it's about time you found someone on your level you could communicate with!"
"Don't listen to him, Gethin. Your Uncle Jack is a smart, gorgeous beefcake and you're going to grow up just the same!"
"Jack" Rhys said quietly getting his friend's attention "All those months when Gwen was pregnant... and I never thanked you"
"For what? I didn't do anything. He's your son"
"I know and that's why I know I should thank you. This is daft but you've actually given me so much!" he laughed with a shake of the head "When I first met you I absolutely hated you; I mean you had Gwen on your arm. As soon as I laid eyes on her I knew I was gonna marry her even..."
"If it killed you" Jack and Rhys said the same time sharing a smile
"Yeah" the welshman nodded as he gently began rocking his son "I thought I was gonna have to fight you for her but then you came out. She wouldn't have looked at me twice if you hadn't... I remember when she came over to my table with that pint; you got her to take it over because you lied, said you fancied me!"
"I think I knew what she felt for you better than she did. I knew she loved you" explained Jack, Rhys gasped looking up sharply
"That wasn't what... made you bender, was it?"
"No. I've always been... bender. Heh" Jack rolled his eyes and reached for his 'nephew' cradling him safely in his arms
"And you were her maid of honour at the wedding and now... I'll never be able to thank you enough for giving me the love of my life and a family..."
"Rhys you don't have to. Both of you are my friends and I love you... over the years you two have become my family when my real family didn't want to know. I'd do all that and more over again in a heartbeat"
"Thanks, man" Rhys sniffed "Don't tell Gwen, we had a talk. If she asks, tell her I was boring you with rugby stats"
"Deal. I don't mind a bit of rugby stats, I can use them for inspiration when it comes to Ianto" he joked
"Oh you didn not say that!" they turned to see Gwen ready, her hair was perfect and she was dressed warmly in jeans and Rhys's rugby jersey.
"I did, darling, come on let's go see if Ianto is as good on the field as he is in bed"
"Jack! There's children present!" cried Gwen
"Yeah, I know but Rhys doesn't mind" he winked at Rhys who just shook his head
"Have a good time, lovely" he kissed her goodbye before lifting his son out of Jack's arms
"We will, and you be good for daddy!" she cooed at her son before grabbing her jacket and let her friend lead her out.
They linked arms as they walked up the street towards his car, it had been almost a week since Gwen had been out without her son or Rhys and even longer since she'd been to a live rugby match, but that wasn't what she really wanted to know about. He was watching her counting the seconds until she cracked; he didn't have to wait long
"Tell me everything!" she demanded of him "You took Ianto with you to the q & a and after party, right?"
"Yeah. He asked me to stay over last night and I... I did" he told her as they climbed into his baby.
"You harlot!" she giggled "So, go on. Spill... how was it with a straight guy"
"I could ask you the same question" he replied tersely as he pulled away and headed to the stadium
"Oh, you know what I mean. From your perspective, most of the men you shag are gay..."
"I'm not shagging Ianto and he is gay. He told me that he was gay last night at the after party; we're official"
"Official?" she gasped "So let me get this straight, excuse the pun or whatever, Ianto who has just come out to you as gay, is now your boyfriend and you're not shagging him?!"
"There's stuff but no we're not shagging. He's not ready for that and I dunno, I think I actually respect him enough to wait"
"Who the hell are you and what have you done with Jack Harkness?" she joked but he sighed
"It's different with Ianto, I don't know why. I look at him and I want to give him things; things I'd never thought I'd give anyone. I never wanted to, not really, because they weren't important"
"You love him?"
"No" he shook his head firmly, she looked down feeling sadness well up inside her; it had really sounded like things for him had changed and he had the chance to be happy "I'm still getting to know him. I don't know if I love him but let's just say I'm open to the possibility of it happening" her head whipped up so fast she nearly got whiplash, Jack just flashed a hundred megawatt smile as he parked up at the stadium and they went to line up with the other fans.
When they reached the gate the steward taking their tickets told them that they'd been waiting in the wrong line but kindly gave them directions to where they would be sitting. They were only a few rows up from where the reserve players sat so they could see the pitch clearly and that Ianto would be able to see them. He'd be able to see me, thought Jack as he huddled up next to Gwen to fend off the bleak weather; that little thought made him warmer than any of Gwen's body heat.
TBC...