Alrighty, Winterhill has been reading chapter 2 for me, so here it is. There is a bit of LEMONade at the end of the chapter, you have been warned. All reviews welcome.
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Chapter 2
Ianto's breathing came in strained gasps as he pulled his gun from his bedside cabinet. His hands shaking violently he gripped at it holding it tightly, his knuckles tense and white, his face ashen and terror dancing in his eyes. He quickly checked it was loaded before taking off the safety, unsure of how accurate his shots would be with his body quaking so.
Footsteps in his apartment pounded in his head, screaming at him, although he could barely hear them behind the door but in his head they sounded like an impending explosion. He closed his eyes briefly, frightened tears leaking from his eyes and falling down his cheeks as he quietly begged for Jack to hurry up.
The apartment was suddenly eerily quiet, but this bothered Ianto more than the idea of a person blatantly strolling through his home as if there was nothing wrong with it. Ianto suddenly wished his neighbours had heard the commotion and called the police; even though he'd prefer that the Gwent police didn't traipse through his home it was preferable to the man currently wandering in his home.
"Oh Mr Jones, come out, come out, wherever you are," the voice taunted; it sounded like the owner of it was talking to a child. That malevolent, taunting, sing song tone, that cut through Ianto like a knife, then poured cold water on his bleeding body.
Ianto whimpered and slid to the far corner of the room huddling down and holding his gun pointed towards the door, his entire body trembling. He should have known, the feeling of someone watching him, the same feeling he'd felt in London; he hadn't said anything then either and it was coming back to haunt him, especially more recently. Instead of thinking he was being paranoid, he should have mentioned it, not worried about the taunts he'd more than likely have received from Owen, should have said something, but now it was too late for should.
The sound of feet hastily leaving didn't quite register with him, he was too busy trying to keep himself conscious and not hyperventilate.
Ianto heard a light tap on the door, his body immediately tensed. Gun cocked and ready, held steady by resting the butt of his gun on his knee.
"IANTO!" It was Jack, wonderful Jack.
Ianto cried with relief and stumbled towards his bedroom door, unlocking it slowly, gun held firm, just in case. Pulling the door open a fraction Ianto promptly buried himself in the body of his Captain, clinging to him like a limpet, his hands gripping at the greatcoat, face buried in the stunned Captain's neck as he let out sobs of relief.
Jack encased the sobbing young man in the warm cocoon of his arms, rubbing tenderly at the frightened man's back and running fingers through the soft hair lightly rocking them, hoping the motion would calm Ianto enough to tell him what had happened.
Ianto refused to let go and buried himself deeper into Jack, his legs trembling and body coming down off the terrified adrenalin high.
"Hello, Police Department," a cautious voice called from the door. A woman in her mid twenties stood there, her uniform immaculate, bullet proof vest on and a concerned expression on her face.
Jack looked up at the announcement, normally he didn't like dealing with the police, but at the moment he didn't have much choice, Ianto wasn't letting go any time soon and he desperately wanted to find the person who'd caused the normally calm and rather guarded member of his team to turn into a frightened child.
"Hello," he called, gesturing her in and turning Ianto to act as a barrier between the pair.
"Hello, I'm officer Eira Morgan, I got a call from a neighbour downstairs saying she heard banging," the officer said. Up close Jack decided she was an attractive woman with slightly curled chestnut hair, pulled back in a pony tail hanging to the middle of her back. Her eyes were a concerned blue as she looked around, taking in the damaged door, which lay in splinters on the floor, knocked off its hinges and the lock completely decimated.
"Hi, Captain Jack Harkness," Jack introduced, barely taking his eyes off Ianto who leant against him exhausted.
"Do you know what happened Captain Harkness?" she asked, her voice free of the normal sarcasm the police usually reserved for dealing with the Captain and everyone on the force knew of Captain Jack Harkness, so either the girl was new, or she actually wanted to do her job, not take jabs.
"No, sorry, Ianto here called me, asked me to come back, didn't tell me why, though judging by the door I can take a good guess," he told her, his hands never stilling as Ianto managed to get his breath back.
"Yes, certainly seems obvious, do you want me to call in the teams, or would Torchwood prefer to handle it?" she asked, looking at Ianto with a concerned expression.
Jack thought for a moment, he quite liked Officer Morgan, she was a sensitive person and not at all threatened by Torchwood.
"We'd prefer to take the front but we'll work with you and liaise with you alone, agreed?" he asked her, looking at Ianto as he pulled back and wiped at his eyes, which were red and puffy, his cheeks showing distinct tracks where his tears had slid down his face.
"Alright then Captain, what do you want me to do?" she asked, Jack finally noticed her voice was soft and almost melodic, which made her quite a calm presence.
"See if the neighbours saw anything or anyone unusual, it'll give us a starting point," he directed guiding Ianto to sit on the couch.
Ianto sat down heavily, keeping his hands twisted in the fabric of Jack's coat, making it impossible for the Captain to remove it, let alone try and untangle Ianto's fingers. Not that he even wanted to, if it made Ianto feel safer than he was willing to let the young man do as he wished.
"Alright," Officer Morgan said making sure both men were unharmed before turning to go and question the neighbours.
Jack watched her leave before turning back to the young man.
"Ianto, sweetheart, what happened?" Jack asked his voice calm and quiet, not wanting Ianto to get upset again.
"Someone called after you left," Ianto said his accent really coming through, "I thought it was you, so I answered, it wasn't you, he won't leave me alone Jack, I thought I'd lost him, I thought I was safe, but he put cameras in my bedroom, I don't know how or when, but he did, then I called you, locked myself in the bedroom, he started banging on the door, taunting me, he broke the door down, I got my gun out of my bedside table, heard him moving round. I was so scared Jack," he croaked his voice scratchy as he hid his head in Jack's chest.
Jack kissed Ianto's forehead, in a reassuring chaste manner. The Welshman nuzzled him slightly, as Jack ran his fingers through Ianto's hair, making it into messy curls instead of the usual neat way it looked while he worked.
"How about you stay with me at the Hub tonight, alright, I don't want to leave you alone and I don't think that door's going to keep anyone out," Jack suggested.
Ianto nodded slightly, his fingers uncurling from Jack's greatcoat.
"Sorry," he said quietly.
"There's no need to be sorry Yan; how about you pack some things for a day or two and we'll get someone to come repair the door in the morning?" Jack suggested, taking Ianto's hands in his, holding them gently to his chest, trying to make Ianto feel safe.
"Maybe if someone could run a sweep to find any more cameras," Ianto suggested, his fingers flexing against the material of Jacks shirt.
"We can come back tomorrow with some equipment and we can do it together, maybe get you a better security system," Jack said sitting down next to Ianto and pulling the Welshman to lay against his shoulder, Ianto complied without resistance.
"Maybe I should just get a dog," Ianto joked, his voice still strained but relaxing slightly, feeling safe in Jack's arms.
"We can get a dog," Jack said leaning his head against Ianto's. He kissed Ianto's temple lightly.
"We?" Ianto asked looking at him questioningly.
"Well I don't want you to be alone for a while, I can stay here a few days a week and sleep on the couch, I don't want anything to happen to you Ianto," Jack said honestly turning to look into Ianto's eyes, the honesty of his statement meant a lot to the young man.
"Alright...you don't have to stay on the couch," Ianto added quietly.
"Nothing you don't want Yan," Jack told him encouragingly.
Ianto looked up at the Captain, sometimes he felt like he could fall into the intense blue gaze and cocoon himself in the affection that radiated in them whenever Jack looked at him. It was wonderful, he loved Jack, that was for sure, but he wanted to be sure Jack loved him. Oh how he would adore to shout to the world that Captain Jack Harkness was his.
"Captain," Officer Morgan called as she entered.
"Neighbours say they saw a male, didn't see his face, hooded coat, pulled up, no distinguishing features, that's all the information they were able to provide at this time," she said, sitting on the edge of the coffee table.
"Thank you Officer, sorry what was your name?" Jack asked a little embarrassed.
"Eira Morgan," she said reintroducing herself, up close Jack could see she looked a little ragged like she'd worked a few too many double shifts recently.
"Well thank you Eira," Jack said reaching out to shake her hand politely as Ianto nodded to her.
"No problem Captain, anything else you want me to do, or are you going to take it from here?" she asked jotting down a few notes on her pad.
"Could you get someone to come and block the door for the night? We don't want anyone just walking in," Jack asked; some days the police were actually useful and today was definitely one of the few times he'd openly admit it.
"Absolutely; is Mr Jones alright? The young lady on the floor below was very worried," she asked.
"I'm fine thank you, just a little shaken up," Ianto admitted keeping a hold of Jack.
"Well, I'll call for someone to secure the door, if you two want to get off I'll stay till they get here," she offered.
"Thank you, come on Yan, let's get your things," Jack said quietly pulling Ianto to his feet. Ianto was a little shaky but quickly balanced himself and went to gather a few things from his room, Jack following behind in close proximity.
Ianto pulled out a duffle bag and threw in a few changes of clothes including a suit for work, before going to get his toiletries. Jack surveyed the room; it felt different knowing that someone had watched Ianto sleep, doing what was perfectly natural and being watched without his knowledge. The thought made Jack's stomach crawl.
Jack checked the ceiling, not seeing any obvious signs of any equipment.
"I found a camera above my bed," Ianto said coming in and putting more in his bag before heading to the drawer, pulling out the camera he had forcefully ripped out earlier. It was barely the size of a screw head.
Jack pulled it gently from his fingers, examining the piece of high tech equipment.
"Well it's high end, very expensive, high definition, night vision, zoom capability…this guys sick." Jack said tucking the camera into a pocket for them to examine it back at the Hub.
"Great, a guys watching me sleep, but at least he thinks I'm good enough to spend so much money on." Ianto stated bitterly, the words felt like poison in his mouth.
"Yan, I'm going to look after you, alright, we all will," Jack promised pulling Ianto tight to his body, their fronts pressed flush together so it was hard to tell where one man started and another finished.
"Can we go now?" Ianto asked, tiredly, he was exhausted and desperately wanted to be somewhere he felt safe.
"Course we can," Jack said taking Ianto's duffel, pulling Ianto's warm wool coat from the wardrobe. Jack loved that coat, the cut accentuated Ianto's long legs, trim waist and broad shoulders, making him look decidedly edible, but in a practical sense it was very thick and incredibly warm, which Ianto may need on the walk to the Hub. Jack hadn't bothered to take the SUV to dinner and Ianto often didn't bother to drive in since he lived so close. So his car was still at the hub.
Jack held it out to him and Ianto quickly bundled himself up in it before slipping on a pair of converse trainers that Jack had never seen before. They were a deep blue and worn to almost the point of no return.
"Come on, let's get you to the Hub, everything will be alright," Jack assured while buttoning Ianto's coat, the other man didn't complain, either he was too tired or maybe, Jack surmised, he was going into shock.
"Come on sweetheart, let's get you out of here," Jack said wrapping Ianto in his arms and leading them both out of the apartment. Jack slowly lead Ianto down the stairs side by side. Ianto sighed slightly.
"Why does everything I want to happen, happen because of something bad? Are we cursed to have a relationship based on pain and terrible incidents?" Ianto asked honestly.
"Ianto, we aren't cursed, the pain brings us together, but I love you, that's all that matters, I'd rather have these moments then the normal dull ones," Jack insisted. "Although a few normal, dull moments would be welcome."
"Yeah, dinner was great, just a normal meal, sometimes I forget what being normal feels like," Ianto added laying his cheek against Jack shoulder, rubbing his face against the warm wool, which smelt of so many things; mixtures of woodland smells, gun powder from his Webley, a slightly smokey smell, then a smell that was entirely Jack, a sort of warm smell, a mix of a lavender type scent and a very musky fragrance, one that was as thick and sweet as honey and filled Ianto's senses completely. When they first met Jack had mentioned 51st century pheromones, which he later found out wasn't a come on, although they made it more enjoyable.
"We should definitely do that again, maybe see a movie, talk," Jack suggested smiling at Ianto wrapping and arm round his waist gently holding him close as they walked through the evening Cardiff streets. Most were deserted, a few children were occupying some darkened alleys, but none of them seemed remotely interested in the two men. Ianto smiled.
"Sounds great, maybe when we get my apartment sorted we can have some take out and watch some movies," looking up at Jack.
"It's definitely a date, unfortunately I don't have any films at the Hub, but I have a bed you may want to use," Jack said warmly as they walked across the plas.
"Maybe you should set up a bigger room if anyone ever needs to stay, there are plenty of spare rooms, we could set a couple up," Ianto suggested not looking forward to a night in the cramped bed.
"We can work on it," Jack told him pulling the Welshman over to the perception filter and helped him up onto the slab.
Ianto waited for Jack to join him and the familiar jolt as the slab slid down into the subterranean Hub. The interior was dark the pterosaur had been allowed out for the evening, as was commonplace since she couldn't exercise properly in the Hub.
The descent passed by quickly, Ianto didn't even realise they had stopped until Jack lowered him off of the slab.
Jack smiled roguishly at him.
"Why Ianto, I didn't know you'd be so willing to come back to my place so soon after our first date," he joked.
"Well I'm easy," Ianto joked back smiling slightly before leaning up and kissing Jack in a far from chaste way.
"Ianto," Jack sighed, Ianto didn't pull back; Jack gently pushed on his hips making him take a step back.
"What?" Ianto asked confused.
"Not with you like this Ianto, you'll only regret it in the morning," Jack said trying hard not to let out a frustrated scream. Ianto was so close, that beautiful, perfect body, so tantalising and a frightened young man willing to bare all to forget for a while.
"Jack, please," Ianto said his eyes pleading.
"No Ianto, I'd feel like I'm taking advantage and I won't do that, not to you," Jack said stroking the side of the Welshman's face, caressing his cheek lightly.
"What if I want you to?" Ianto asked looking at him with large eyes, he reminded Jack of Bambi; he'd watched that film when it had first been released, the novelty of it had amused him then.
"Ianto, go to sleep, if you still want to in the morning we'll talk, but not till, alright," Jack said smiling at him lightly.
"But Jack, please I need something to help me sleep, I just keep hearing him, he was right there Jack," Ianto said his voice quivering slightly as he looked at Jack finally realising the full implications of what had happened.
Jack sighed and held Ianto's face, looking at him searchingly.
"Ianto, it didn't happen, I'll come lay down with you, but you're not ready for that, not after what happened, I can get you some sleeping pills but that's the best I can offer," Jack said trying so hard not to fall under the spell of Ianto's injured eyes.
Ianto sighed resigned to the fact Jack wouldn't be swayed and he couldn't be bothered to argue it further.
"Do you want the pills?" Jack asked, kissing his cheek gently.
Ianto shook his head, he hated pills.
"Let's get you to bed then, you'll feel better when you've had a good nights rest." Jack prompted.
"Guess there's no point trying to get you to change your mind?" Ianto enquired looking at Jack with large innocent eyes, or as innocent as someone who did his job could be.
Jack looked at Ianto, his eyes so searching Ianto nearly had to turn away from the soul searching look.
"It's not that I wouldn't love to Ianto, but I'm not taking advantage, you're too special for that." Jack said taking Ianto's chin in his hand lightly kissing his cheek with a tender caress.
Ianto sighed gently, enjoying the comfortable touch, the light feathery brush of Jack's warm lips on his skin.
"I care about you Ianto, you're not a part time shag, you never have been, difference is now, you and I are going to enjoy everything, good and bad, we'll get through this, then we'll talk about sex, alright?" Jack asked gently.
Ianto nodded lightly, he knew where Jack was coming from, but he needed to hide some way, if he couldn't lose himself in sex he'd think too much and dark things lurked in the mind of Ianto Jones.
"Come on then, to bed with you, I'll come lay down with you till you get to sleep."
Jack smiled gently leading Ianto to his office. The space seemed slightly creepy with the lights off, the warm feeling Jack's office usually had was extinguished as the lights went out.
"Promise you won't leave the Hub?" Ianto asked, feeling vulnerable, it was finally dawning, this man had come into his home, probably been through his personal items and seen him while he was vulnerable, the thought was sickening.
"I won't leave you on your own," Jack said, holding Ianto to him, their bodies melting together.
"I'm scared Jack," Ianto whispered into Jack's shoulder locking his arms around Jack's waist and trying to bury himself in the body of his Captain.
"There's no need to be Ianto, we'll look after you," Jack said smiling gently, trying to reassure the frightened male who suddenly seemed so young and so small in Jacks arms.
"What happens if you can't Jack, you don't know what this maniacs capable of," Ianto said fearfully.
"This isn't the first time this has happened?" Jack asked surprised pulling back and looking at Ianto's tear stained face.
Ianto shook his head slightly, "While I worked in London, I got the odd weird phone call and letter, but I never thought anything of it, till one of the girls I worked with Cassie, noticed someone following me; he started sending me love letters, then Canary Wharf happened, I came here and didn't think anymore of it."
"Ianto, he is not going to get you, I promise I'll protect you," Jack told him resolutely.
Ianto looked at him searchingly, leaning in slowly and catching Jack's lips with his, forcing his tongue into Jack's mouth, a tight hold on Jack's shirt as he tried to get Jack to respond.
Jack pulled back, "Ianto, no!" Jack said his voice hard.
"Jack, please, I don't want to be scared, not after I've had such a good night, please," Ianto begged, his voice sounded so small in the darkened office.
Jack looked at Ianto in the gloom before guiding him towards his desk. Sitting the Welshman on the desk top he looked at him searchingly.
"Ianto, I need you to listen to me, okay?" Jack asked waiting for Ianto to nod uncertainly.
"This is just for you, alright, so let go, feel safe, then we'll get you settled in bed," Jack told him gently turning on the lamp on his desk, it illuminated Ianto's pale face showing the pure need in his eyes.
Ianto nodded slowly licking his lips nervously. Even though they'd slept together before and both times it had been about a form of comfort, this felt far more intimate than either of those encounters had ever been.
Jack gently kissed Ianto's delicate lips sliding his hot mouth to nibble on the Welshman's ear lobe and gently suckled on the flesh there. Ianto gasped and moaned quietly, the sound getting caught and smothered in his throat.
Jack's hands slid down Ianto's body caressing his cock through his trousers. Ianto panted and moaned quietly as Jack's tongue slid tantalisingly down the side of his neck.
"Jack." Ianto groaned his hands grasping at Jack's forearms, needing to hold onto him lest he get lost in the overwhelmingly pleasurable sensation.
"Right here Yan, I forgot how good you taste," Jack groaned nipping lightly at Ianto's long neck licking his adam's apple tasting the sweet flesh.
Jack reluctantly pulled back and slowly slipped off Ianto's trousers and looked hungrily at the beautiful cock, fully erect and weeping with pleasure, he licked his lips and lapped gently at the head.
Ianto's grip tightened as he gasped and closed his eyes with pleasure. His back arched like a bow.
Jack smirked and sucked lightly on the sweet hot flesh. Teasing the slit with his tongue rolling the pure essence of Ianto round his mouth, drinking it like the finest nectar or a delicious fine wine that only he was privy to taste and enjoy.
"Jack, god," Ianto panted moving a hand to run his fingers through Jack's hair and hold him to his cock, he could feel his release building, he tried to hold it off, not wanting the immense pleasure to end to soon.
"Just Jack," the Captain joked sucking hard and swallowing Ianto's seed as his release crashed over him, Ianto's mouth opened in a silent scream of pleasure as he collapsed back onto the desk, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
Jack licked his lips smirking, enjoying the salty taste of Ianto, he pushed himself up off the floor and leant over the desk to look Ianto in the eyes.
"Think you can sleep now?" he asked looking at the young man who was quivering with the force of his release.
Ianto nodded wearily breathing deeply levering himself up to lightly kiss Jack in thanks.
"Yeah, just don't go too far, please," Ianto begged quietly.
"I won't leave the Hub, I promise, let's get you down in my room," Jack propped him up and slid him off the desk, Ianto's legs were shaky as Jack pulled his trousers up and lightly kissed his lips in a loving, chaste kiss.
Ianto allowed himself to be led down into Jack's room, Jack going first so he could support the tired Welshman as he made his way down the ladder.
Jack laid him down and pulled the covers over his cooling body sitting next to Ianto and running his fingers through dishevelled hair and smiling tenderly as the young man fell into a fitful sleep. Jack sighed knowing this was going to be complicated to explain to the team when morning came, for now he'd just enjoy the beautiful Welshman, relaxed and sleeping. Looking so young and small, so beautiful and someone he was desperate to keep in his life.
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