Stalked
Chapter 5
Okay readers, thanks for sticking with me this far, even though sometimes I loose the plot a little, hehe, anyway this part of the fic will feature a nice little scene between Jack and Ianto. (also note, Ianto has dried off since the last chapter, lol.) Plus a little treat for waiting so long for this chapter, I've been working on so much other stuff that 'Stalked' has gotten lost under the piles. But I can't go to uni this year, I'm gonna try go next year. Also working on another fic, I'm trying a different method of writing so when that's ready to go I'll start posting.
Flashbacks in italics.
This chapter is in 2 parts, part 2 is the treat, I wrote you all some smut, haven't done that in like ever so just think of it as room for improvement. On another note I've been writing it over about a week so it's probably gotten a bit half arsed somewhere.
One final note, this chapter hasn't been beta'd yet, so it may get changed when it has.
Anyway on we go -
Ianto looked over the photo he kept inside his guitar case. Taking in each face and smiling as he remembered each of them, tracing their features with the tip of his index finger. Touching each smile as if he could lose himself in them like he had so often before.
His fingers lingered, hovering over the image of Cassie, her arm wrapped around his own waist, he could still fee the touch, still feel Lisa hanging onto his arm.
"Ianto." Jack called from his office.
Ianto looked up towards the captain, Jack was leaning casually on the door frame.
The rest of the team were busy, Gwen and Owen had been sent to scan for more cameras in Ianto's flat, although he suspected there were more he couldn't think about it, the fact someone had witnessed his life for months sickened him beyond belief and made him feel afraid of what he'd find lurking within his own shadow.
Tosh had become lost in her own little world, trying to find out where the video was being transmitted to. Ianto himself had never seen the man in question who had stalked him in London, nor had Cassie managed to describe him in detail before she was silenced, he desperately wished she had, she had an eye for the slightest detail and could notice a freckle on someone eyelid, even if they had only once blinked in her presence. Which was probably why Torchwood had recruited her, she had a frighteningly accurate memory and could remember number strands long enough to fill as many pages as Tolstoy's classic novel, 'war and peace', Or at least Jack thought she could.
So Ianto's attention lay solely on the captain, who shifted uncomfortably and pushed himself away from the door, motioning Ianto to follow him into his office.
Ianto, hand still holding the photo jogged up the metal stairs which gave great clangs of complaint as his shoes came into contact with them.
"Jack?" Ianto said as he entered the office.
"Hey Ianto, how are you holding up?" Jack asked, half sitting on his desk next to a teetering pile of paperwork which looked like it would topple at the introduction of the draft caused by closing the door to quickly.
"Been better Jack, not sure how I should feel for that matter." Ianto said sliding into the chair in front of Jacks desk, shoulders slumping slightly.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you Ianto." Jack leant forward and removed the photo from Ianto's hand, placing it gently on the desk and covered Ianto's hands with his own.
"I wish you could, it would make it a lot easier." Ianto said twining their fingers together.
Jack looked down at their hand and smiled slightly as his eyes drifted to the photograph on his desk, he spotted Ianto, just off centre, smiling and looking relaxed and happy, he recognised Lisa clinging to his arm, looking slightly merry, then the figure on Ianto's other side he recognised from the photo Owen had shown them all of Cassie.
Her pretty face smiled out from the photo, framed by a mess of blonde curls.
"That was my birthday, I hadn't long been in London and a little gang decided to take me out for a couple of drinks, we all got shit faced and ended up at Jenna's in some awkward positions." Ianto told him briefly pointing to a pretty woman at the left of the photo, she had dark brown eyes and really long black hair which was tied in a ponytail draped over a shoulder as she wore a pretty party dress.
"You look like you were having a laugh." Jack commented.
"I was, my friends and me out having a laugh, it was like I was a normal bloke in his early 20s hanging out with my mates. Best photo I have of all of us together, there are more of everyone but this is my favourite." Ianto said, daring to pick the photo up and place it into Jacks hands, sitting beside him on the desk.
Jack looked at the group of faces taking in the appearance of each of them, all of them looking so young, most of their lives ended so quickly.
"Good looking group you were." Jack commented.
Ianto tried to discretely wipe his eyes and was startled when he felt Jack silently wiping the tears away. His hands trembled and he grasped Jacks wrist, Jacks hand moved slightly, cupping his cheek with a tender comforting touch.
"You really are one of the strongest men I've ever met Ianto Jones." Jack said voice filled with quiet awe.
"Yeah right Jack." Ianto snorted.
"You are, all these people, your friends, your family, you've been through so much, but you keep going forward in the world, it's so easy to hide away, to forget how to live, but you're here and you are so very alive. You truly amaze me."
Jack leant into him slightly placing the most delicate chaste kiss on the corner of Ianto's mouth. "How about we go set up that bed? Get your mind onto happy things, like what we are going to do to christen it." Jack grinned that wonderfully sexy grin of his and Ianto let out a short chuckle, kissing Jack's palm in thanks.
Tosh knocked on the door to Jack's office, startling the pair from the almost trance like state they had began to slip into.
"Hi, Jack I was wondering if you could watch the calculations tonight, because it's getting late." Tosh said somewhat reluctantly.
Jack glanced at his clock noticing it was coming up to 9pm, he couldn't quite work out where all the time had gone. "Sure Tosh, you get off home, if you see Owen and Gwen, tell them to relay any information here then they can both go home. Thanks."
"Yeah, I'll be in early tomorrow, see if I can work out where the video was being sent. Night guys." she said giving Ianto an encouraging smile and going to collect her coat from her desk.
Ianto leant wearily against Jacks desk, his whole demeanour screaming his physical and mental exhaustion. He looked up as Jack gently caressed his cheek, running his thumb across Ianto's lower lip in a comforting manner.
"Are you alright?" Jack asked, silently cursing himself for the stupidity of the question.
"I just want this guy out of my life Jack, he's hanging over everything and I don't want the rest of my life to be like this, looking over my shoulder for something I'm not even sure why I'm afraid of." Ianto told him leaning forward so that their foreheads touched and Ianto looked into Jacks eyes, going slightly cross eyed.
"Because it's so normal, it's that which scares people, like spiders or mice, even storms, the normal things can scare us to the core," Jack told him his arms reaching round to hug Ianto closer to him. "That always scares people."
"True terror is in normality." Ianto said quietly pressing his face into the curve of Jacks neck, deeply breathing in his scent and relaxing in the embrace.
"Exactly, but then our lives aren't really normal. But I'll look after you Ianto, I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe." Jack promised as they pulled away from each other. "Come on, you've had a hard day, lets go down and sleep for a while."
"Sleep sounds good, you'll stay till I fall asleep won't you?" Ianto asked looking so much younger than Jack was used to seeing him.
"Of course I will." He promised as he lead Ianto over to his subterranean room. Gesturing for Ianto to proceed him into the depths.
Ianto proceeded to strip himself of his suit, as he turned to half face Jack, "I'll be glad when we have those rooms set up, I mean It's cosy down here but I don't know how you've stood being in such a small place for so long." Ianto said as he removed his tie and hung it around the top of the hanger he was placing his Jacket on.
Jack studied him quietly, efficient, tidy, wonderful Ianto. "Never had much of a need for more than this, I don't sleep much. But I'll be happy when we have at least one room finished." Jack agreed not noticing Ianto walking over to him till those beautiful lips touched his own.
"Ianto?" he asked his hands naturally coming to rest on the Welshman's hips holding him close.
"Jack." Ianto said simply back and placed his hands on Jacks cheeks softly caressing them, his expressive eyes silently asking for permission to continue.
"There's no rush for this Ianto." Jack told him gently, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I know, but what if I want this? Jack. I want that control in my life, I didn't feel in control today, I felt violated, my private life and past spread out in front of the team and as much as I trust them, and I do, I just want that control back, even if it's just in this, I ned that Jack, please." Ianto's eyes begged Jack those beautiful blue pools full of swirling emotion almost broke Jacks heart. If this was what Ianto wanted so much and needed so badly who was he to argue.
"Alright, your in control, but Ianto don't use this as an escape, I think we're worth more than that." Jack told him letting his hands run up and down Ianto's back, loosely encasing him in their warmth.
"It isn't that Jack, not with you, It never has been, it's always been more than that, even when I couldn't tell you. It could never be just that, not like with Dylan or anyone else." Ianto told him leaning forward and touching his lips to Jack's. A light kiss as comforting as it was sensual.
Ianto slowly moved his hands slipping them down Jacks neck, his touch light and almost playful as he trailed them over Jacks ever beating pulse point, that was a comfort to Ianto. Moving to rest his hands lightly on Jacks shoulders and caressing gently moving to shift Jack's braces down his arms and pulled away slightly to shift his fingers to the buttons on Jack's shirt.
Jack allowed Ianto to do what he wanted but moved his own hands up to caress Ianto's torso through the thin material of his shirt and followed Ianto's trail and undoing the buttons.
"Jack, why does it always feel so good with you? Even just you touching me, makes me feel more alive then I've ever felt with anyone else." Ianto asked, his face flushed and slightly breathless.
"Because I care about you, your intelligent, focused and oh so wonderful. Your so mature, but so young and I admire you and I do honestly believe that what we have, no matter the capacity or intensity of it, is special and there will never be anything else like it."
"Do you really believe that, even when I've long since died and your still here, do you really think this will only be between us?" Ianto asked slipping Jacks shirt off and letting his own descend with it.
"I do, because while there maybe other people in the future, none of them will ever have the same place with me that you do." Jack said sincerely.
Ianto stopped for a moment and pulled back looking deeply into Jacks blue eyes. "I can't do this now." Ianto said slowly taking a small step back.
"That's alright Ianto." Jack said pulling the younger man to him, Ianto's bare torso contacting his own t-shirt clad one. "It's just you and me here Ianto, I wouldn't intentionally do anything to hurt you, I may not be perfect and I will do some things wrong, but I promise I'll do my best, I never want you to feel like you owe me anything, or need to do something for my sake." Jack wrapped his arms gently around him and let the young man rest against him.
"I believe that Jack, I want this, I do, but I don't think I have the right reason." Ianto said hiding his face in Jack's chest.
"When it's for the right reason, nothing will matter, but till then, how about you and I lay down and just exist." Jack felt Ianto nod and him to sit on the end of his bed.
"just lay back and relax, your safe with the captain." Jack said laying down beside him, Ianto had to lay half on Jack for the two of them to fit into the small space.
Ianto laid his head down on Jack's chest above his heart, listening to the relaxing, steady beat and allowing it to lull him into sleep.
Jack looked down at the Ianto, he seemed so much younger sleeping then Jack had ever seen him, this beautiful creature, still had an air of innocence about him, thinking back Jack couldn't see why he hadn't attempted a relationship after the cannibals. Yes he did, he didn't want it to be all about sex, Ianto was special and deserved so much more than that. Jack allowed his thoughts to wander, back to that night.
Jack pulled the SUV up outside Ianto's flat, Ianto was staring blankly out of the window, his eyes glassy, Jack leant over and rubbed the nape of his neck, bringing him back to reality.
"Want me to stay over for a bit?" he asked.
Ianto just nodded seemingly unable to get his mouth to form words at the moment.
"Come on then." Jack said slipping out of the drivers side and walking round to coax Ianto out. As Ianto stepped out onto the tarmac his legs seemed to turn to jelly and his knees buckled, Jack was quick to catch him and hold him steady cradled against his own body.
"Alright, you okay?" he asked worriedly.
"Bit weak and tired." Ianto muttered from his position propped up against Jacks firm body.
"We'll just take it slow, don't want you falling down the stairs and getting hurt even more." Jack said locking up the SUV and circling an arm round Ianto's waist as Ianto's arm circled his shoulder, using Jack as a crutch as they moved towards the entrance of the building.
Jack silently held out his hand and Ianto just as silently slipped his keys into the out stretched hand. "Door codes 466892." Ianto told him, his voice weary and weak.
"Alright, want me to carry you up?" Jack asked unlocking the door.
"Not really, can we see how I do like this?" he asked. His body language all but screamed of his exhaustion.
"Alright, but if you look like your going to fall over I'm carrying you no arguments." Jack said.
"Sure." Ianto said as the went in and headed for the stairs, there were times Ianto really hated living on the top floor, but the floor was his so he couldn't really complain, the views made up for some of it, giving a beautiful view of the bay.
Ianto and Jack slowly made their way up one step at a time, Waiting on each landing for Ianto to catch his breath. His ribs were horribly bruised and Jack couldn't stop staring at the red cut across Ianto's pale throat, how close had they come. How close to losing a member of their team to humans. Jack could never work out in his head what drove some people to be as they were. But sometimes the depths of evil in humanity frightened him more than even the daleks had.
"Jack, I don't think I can get up the stairs, I'm so tired." Ianto said sagging against Jacks side. Jack didn't blink but gently moved to put an arm under Ianto's knees and lifting him up carefully. Ianto's arms felt so good wrapped around him neck, holding firmly. Oh what would those beautiful limbs feel like wrapped round him body in the throes of passion?
Jack allowed Ianto to unlock the door to his flat and push the door open. The flat was almost lifeless, no decoration, no photos, nothing, not even a magazine on the coffee table.
"Where's your bathroom? You'll feel better when you've cleaned up a bit." Jack suggested pushing the door closed with his foot.
"En-suite, door on the right." Ianto said, his eyes closed. Jack walked through taking in the tasteful but sterile room, all dark woods and deep blues and creams, but nothing personal, no books or anything else.
"I think I can walk in their Jack." Ianto said quietly lightly pushing on Jack's chest to be put down. Jack placed Ianto down carefully. Ianto kept hold of Jack to balance himself. Letting go when his legs decided they could support his weight.
"I'm going to take a bath." Ianto said quietly rubbing his eyes.
"Want me to come in with you, or want me to stay here?" Jack asked not wanting Ianto to get even more hurt when the events of the day eventually caught up with him.
"You can come in, just no jokes or innuendos please, I can't deal with that right now." Ianto replied.
"Alright, I'll start running the bath, you find something to change into." Jack said heading into the bathroom to give Ianto a moment of privacy. The tub was a large claw footed thing. Big enough for at least 2 if not more. The bathroom had a warm look with the wall lights and pale blue and white tiles. Jack placed the plug in the drain turning the tap on.
Jack heard foot falls behind him and turned to see Ianto, divest of his ruined white shirt and holding a pair of sleeping pants and a t-shirt.
"It'll take a few minutes to fill, If you want to change your welcome to borrow something." Ianto said walking over to the medicine cabinet and lifting his chin to look at the bloody line on his neck. The sight alone made Jack's heart jump into his throat, if he'd been any later. He couldn't complete the thought.
"Want me to clean it up a bit?" Jack asked.
"Could you?" Ianto replied tearing his gaze away from the mirror.
"Well it'll give the water a chance to cool a bit, we can make sure it's not done any serious damage." Jack said as Ianto put down the lid of the toilet and sat down slowly and more than a bit stiff, biting his lip and holding his ribs.
"Did Owen check those out?" Jack asked nodding to Ianto's ribs as he collected some cleaning solution,
cotton balls and a roll of gauze.
"Said they were badly bruised, but not broken, advised a couple of days rest and taking it easy for a few weeks." Ianto replied letting out a breath and leaning back.
Jack knelt in front of him and put some of the solution onto a few cotton balls and leant forward, using the unoccupied hand to gently caress Ianto's cheek as he wiped at the cut as gently as he could.
Ianto hissed slightly, the edges of the wound were tender and felt so painful, the hand on his cheek was a comfort and he leant gladly into it. Silently thanking Jack for the attempt at comfort and soothing.
Jack tenderly removed the layers of dirt and dried blood to get a better look at the injury, the edges were inflamed and looked rather painful, but it wasn't very deep. "Good news, it's not deep and shouldn't scar, I think I have something you can use to make sure it doesn't. So what I'll do is wrap it for tonight, then I'd suggest leaving it uncovered tomorrow to dry out slightly, alright." Jack said as he picked up the roll of gauze then paused for a moment. "We'll put it on after you've cleaned up or it'll get wet and that's a bit pointless."
Jack reached over and stopped the water running, the bath more than half full. "Wanna slip in and I'll tidy this up?" Jack asked wanting to give Ianto a bit of privacy.
"Could you help me get in, I don't think I can on my own." Ianto asked looking slightly defeated.
"Of course, you get undressed and I'll help you in after I've done this." Jack smiled gently lightly caressing the younger mans hair and rubbing the back of his neck tenderly.
"Thank you." Ianto said sincerely as he moved to stand, wincing as he tried to push himself onto his rebellious legs.
Jack silently stood up and offered Ianto his hands, not pushing or encouraging, silently waiting.
Ianto admitting defeat grasped Jack's hands and let the older man slowly pull him upright.
Ianto stumbled slightly at being upright, but was held in Jack's firm grip as his knees did a good impression of a cup of tea in an earthquake. Jack silently pulled off Ianto's t-shirt, finally seeing the abused ribs in the stark light of Ianto's bathroom.
Large mottled bruises, dark purples, angry reds and some unpleasant yellows and greens marred the pale flesh and Jack sighed lightly.
"What?" Ianto asked his hands resting on Jack's shoulders keeping himself balanced.
"I wanted to take you out, get you more included in the team, I nearly get you killed, what sort of boss or leader am I?" he asked gently reaching and slowly unbuttoning Ianto's jeans.
Ianto tilted Jack's face to look into those blue eyes, true windows to the soul of the older man. "You're a damn good one. This could have happened on a weevil hunt, at the hub, hell I could have been attacked in a bar, this doesn't make you a bad leader Jack, your only human and as flawed as the rest of us. Don't think you have to be the impossible, untouchable man who always needs to be right or have every base covered, you aren't and you probably will never be. But I'd rather follow that flawed man, then anyone else. Because I know you'll protect us to the best of your abilities…I know you can't die Jack, I saw the footage. I've seen you do incredible things, don't stop being the hero because of this."
Jack looked surprised, then shocked and then smiled, a small half grin. "So I can't keep a secret from you can I?"
"I can read Jack and I spend most of my time in the archives, I knew you'd been with Torchwood a long time, I just didn't realise you couldn't die."
"Well how about we talk about it later. We should get you cleaned up and in bed with some nice pain killers." Jack said sliding the zipper down on Ianto's jeans and slowly guiding them down those long legs.
Jack noticed a few scattered bruises there as well and desperately wanted to kiss them, to somehow make all these blemishes better. But instead stood back up.
Ianto seemed to come to a decision and slid off his boxers. Before moving to slip into the bath.
Jack not wanting him to slip helped Ianto lower himself into the warm water. Ianto groaned as the warm water lapped at his body relaxing his aches and pains.
Ianto grabbed the sponge from the edge of the bath and coating it in shower gel. Jack grabbed the shower extension and started wetting Ianto's hair, he couldn't help but think Ianto looked adorable and sexy soaking wet.
Soon Ianto was clean, making the bruises seem somehow more prominent. His ribs were visible. "You need to eat more." Jack said as he helped Ianto dry off, making sure the younger man was stable as he dried off his legs and lightly patting his bruises dry.
He reached to grab Ianto's cotton pyjama pants and slid them up those beautiful legs. Getting him to sit back down on the toilet seat.
Jack tenderly began wrapping Ianto's neck with stark white bandages and applied some numbing balm to the more painful bruises.
"Thank you Jack." Ianto said his voice weary and slightly slurred.
"Come on let's get you to bed." Jack helped Ianto back up, but the younger man seemed much more stable now. Which Jack was both pleased and disappointed by.
"Jack, can you do something else for me?" Ianto asked looking slightly shy.
"What is it Ianto?" he asked.
Ianto suddenly surged forward and captured Jacks lips in his own. Savagely feasting on the others essence.
"Ianto, what?" Jack asked pulling back slightly.
"I don't want terror to be the only thing I feel today, please Jack?" he asked his lips hovering just centimetres from Jack's.
Jack looked into Ianto's eyes trying to find any apprehension, finding none he silently sealed their lips together.
Ianto's lips caressed Jack's gently, soft skin caressing each others slowly. Ianto's hands slowly making their way into Jack's hair lightly clutching at it as Jacks hands caressed his shoulders. Hands lightly caressing naked flesh and tenderly committing it to memory.
"Oh Ianto, you taste so good." Jack said gently and lightly placing kisses across Ianto's soft cheeks and lightly sliding his tongue down his beautiful neck. Some of it covered by bandages.
"Jack, please don't stop." Ianto panted.
Jack's tongue continued to travel down Ianto's beautiful bruised body as Jack's hands slowly pushed him to lay back on the bed. Ianto looked at him, eyes wide and shining, breath coming in gentle pants.
"Your gorgeous." Jack complimented as he leant and kissed those stunning lips again.
"Not so bad yourself captain." Ianto whispered.
Jack slowly lathed the bruises on Ianto's torso with his talented tongue, slowly soothing each purple, red, blue and yellow discolouration on the perfect torso. He reached down to push down the cotton sleeping pant Ianto had put on, exposing more beautiful creamy flesh.
Ianto moaned quietly, trying to stifle the noise slightly by bringing his own hand up and biting his knuckles. Jack seeing what he was doing moved to loom over him and slowly removed the hand. "None of that now, I want to hear everything Ianto, don't hide from me, you don't have to." Jack prompted.
Ianto took that as a kind of permission and moaned loudly as Jack took in his body looking at every exposed inch, those muscled arms from all the lifting at work, the slightly to thin abdomen, glorious long legs and weeping erection.
"Ever done this before?" Jack asked as he slid down to pepper kisses around Ianto's naval.
"Sorry to announce you aren't the first Jack." Ianto said his voice breathy.
"You'll have to tell me about it some time." Jack said smiling and lapping at Ianto's naval as the Welshman jerked beneath him.
Jack unbuttoned his shirt and threw it somewhere in the dark corner of the room and pulled his under shirt off which quickly followed his shirt. His own naked torso was soon lightly pressed against Ianto's as the kissed deeply, trying not to put to much pressure on tender ribs.
Jack slid down that elegant throat lapping at the edge of the bandage before travelling down to take one of Ianto's nipples into his mouth, worrying it gently between his teeth, lightly caressing the other. He made sure to be careful of the large discolouration on that side of his torso.
"Oh Jack, please." Ianto panted.
"Please what Ianto?" Jack teased lightly running his hands across Ianto's thighs in light teasing strokes.
"Please, fuck me Jack, please." Ianto panted, moving his hands to undo Jack's trousers.
"So eloquent as usual, but this isn't fucking Ianto, never with you, but I don't know what to call it." Jack said as he pushed his trousers down his legs leaving him boxer clad leaning over the younger man.
"I don't know either, so lets not call it anything right now" Ianto suggested hooking a hand behind Jack's neck and using the leverage to pull himself upright.
"Alright, but if anything hurts you we will stop, I am not explaining to Owen why your ribs are worse." Jack said wrapping his arms around Ianto's back as their kisses deepened further.
"fair enough." Ianto said trailing a hand down Jacks back to cup his arse through the only piece of clothing either of them had left.
Jack decided it was time to stop talking and laid the pair of them back down, guiding Ianto towards the middle of the bed.
"Do you have any lube?" Jack asked against Ianto's lips.
"Top draw." Ianto replied pushing at Jacks boxers.
"Slow down Ianto, we have all night." Jack said leaning over and opening the draw. Pulling out the half full tube, raising an eyebrow at Ianto.
"Not getting into it now. Please Jack." Ianto said reaching for the tube hoping to speed the pace up.
"Hey no need to rush." Jack said kissing him again and lapping at the roof of Ianto's mouth hearing a delighted moan from Ianto as he stroked the soft flesh with his own tongue. He used the distraction to trail his hand down to cup Ianto's erection.
A keeling noise broke from Ianto's throat at the contact. "So responsive aren't you." Jack asked rhetorically feeling Ianto's cock jump in his hand as he slowly began to pleasure him.
"Don't tease me, please, can't take it." Ianto panted reaching to return the favour and groaning as he grasped Jack's long thick cock. Rubbing the head slightly before making small stroking motions.
Jack gasped and moaned gently. Looking into Ianto's eyes to see if there was any hesitation in those sparkling depths, seeing none he removed his hand and reached for the lube. "What do you want?" Jack asked uncapping the tube.
"I want you to fuck me, take me so deep I can't remember my name, show me the man in all those stories." Ianto begged jerking Jacks cock sporadically.
"Not the man in the stories Ianto, I'll show you me and I hope that's good enough." Jack said gently putting his fingers against Ianto's mouth, "suck them, get them nice and wet for me and while you do that, I want a little taste." Jack said as Ianto took his fingers into his mouth and sucked and nibbled them slathering them with saliva.
Jack pulled out of reach of Ianto's hand and took the tip of Ianto's erection in his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and suddenly deep throating Ianto's member.
"Jesus Christ Jack." Ianto yelled his back arching making him look like a tensed bow. Jacks hand came up to lightly tease Ianto's nipples.
"No, just Jack." he teased lightly blowing on the tip of his erection.
"Jack stop or I'll cum. I want to cum with you inside me." Ianto whimpered.
Jack grasped the base of Ianto's erection. "Alright, spread your legs." Jack instructed picking up a pillow and putting it under Ianto's hips as Ianto planted his feet on the bed spreading his knees and displaying himself for Jack.
"Absolutely gorgeous." Jack praised as he guided Ianto's hands round to hold himself open. "Perfect, god I can die happy after this." Jack commented as he bent at the waist and began lapping at Ianto's hole.
Ianto jerked and gasped. "Jack, god that feels so good, please don't stop." He panted. His hands grasping at his thighs as he threw his head back and let out a deep moan as Jack put his tongue into a point and jabbing it into Ianto's quivering hole.
Jack pulled back and lapped at the hole gently. "I thought you wanted me to fuck you." he teased.
"Oh god, fuck me, suck me, lick me, do something to me Jack."
Jack sat back and feasted upon the sight of Ianto, the calm, quiet member of his team, laying their flushed and spread out just for him. Eyes wide and dark with lust. He reached for the tube of lube and generously coated his fingers, spreading it and warming it. Before placing a single finger against Ianto's hole, tracing the wrinkled pucker and ever so slowly slipping it inside.
Ianto threw his head back "Fuck Jack, more please."
Jack chuckled leaning over Ianto to look into his eyes. "You like that then, you know I did always imagine you'd be vocal during sex. It's always the quiet ones."
"If that's true then Tosh is probably a beast." Ianto retorted.
"Touché. Pull your legs back a bit." Jack said softly pushing a second finger into Ianto's opening.
Ianto's hand dropped to fist the duvet, his head tossed back and Jack grinned when a loud shriek ripped from Ianto's throat as he prodded his prostate.
Jack chuckled quietly. "You are so tight." he commented scissoring his fingers slowly as he carefully pushed a third into Ianto's body.
"Jack." Ianto groaned head thrown back as waves of pleasure rolled over him as his prostate was mercilessly rubbed and prodded. "In me, please, want to cum with you inside me."
Jack pumped his fingers a couple more times before pulling them out. Ianto whined as he was left gaping and empty. "Slick me." Jack instructed turning over one of Ianto's hands and pouring plenty of lube on it. Ianto, short of breath, sat up slowly and rubbed his hands together, liberally coating Jack's cock and trying to get his body into some semblance of control.
Jack guided Ianto to lay back down, aligning his cock with Ianto's fluttering hole. "Ready?" he asked.
"God Jack, fuck me, please, show me I can still feel something else." he begged pulling his knees towards his chest, hands gripping his thighs, exposing himself to Jacks lustful gaze.
Jack leant forward and kissed him ever so gently as he slid the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscle. Gasping at the feel of Ianto clenching around him. Ianto let out a whimper.
"You alright?" Jack asked as he slid forward another inch.
"So good, please fuck me Jack, fuck me hard." Ianto begged, swallowing slightly.
Jack pushed forward till he was fully seated in Ianto's pliant body. "Fuck your so tight." he said panting slightly. He waited a moment for Ianto to relax and slowly began rocking his hips. Giving the younger man shallow thrusts slowly building up a rhythm till he was pounding into Ianto's pliant body. The younger man arching and moaning as his prostate was pounded mercilessly.
Jack pulled Ianto forward and up till he was seated on Jacks lap, causing Jack's embedded cock to go deeper into his body. Which caused Ianto to let out a loud screech as the pleasure became almost blinding. He shifted to get his knees down on either side of Jack's hips placing his hands on Jack's shoulders to get purchase before raising himself and fucking himself on Jack's cock with more than a little urgency.
Jack held him down by his hips. "Slow down, you'll hurt yourself and we aren't explaining that." He began to guide Ianto at a slower pace, hands firmly on his hip and letting Ianto speed up, setting a new rhythm.
"So good Jack, haven't felt this good for a long time." Ianto panted his nails cutting into Jack's shoulders. "So close Jack, need to cum." He panted desperately.
Jack used his muscular body to lay Ianto back onto the bed and pounded into Ianto desperately trying to reach his own release as he reached down and grasped Ianto's weeping cock. Jerking him off rapidly, quickly coming to his own release as Ianto arched his back and came with a loud shout, spilling his seed all over their chests and coating Jack's hand. Jack kept pounding into him, Ianto whimpered as his sensitised prostate was pounded mercilessly.
Jack let out his own shout as his own release claimed him and he spilled his seed deep inside Ianto's body. He barely held himself up and stopped himself falling onto Ianto's bruised body. He moved to disengage. But Ianto's hand grabbed his hip. "Not yet, just stay a minute, please." Ianto begged quietly, his voice cracked and weary.
Jack nodded slightly, "Alright." he sat back slightly to stop his body seizing up.
Ianto let out a slight groan as Jack's cock eventually slipped from his abused channel, leaving it loose and wet. Jack went to get up. "Don't bother Jack, stay, clean up in the morning." Ianto said looking a little dazed.
"You sure you want me to stay?" Jack asked laying down beside him.
"Yeah, even if it's just tonight. Please stay." Jack almost winced at how young and vulnerable he sounded just then as he wrapped the Welshman in his arms and shifted them to the head of the bed sliding the duvet up to cover them from the cold air in the flat.
"I won't go anywhere, promise." He said as both he and Ianto drifted off into the sleep of the truly sated.
Jack's head jerked as he heard insistent ringing. The phone, of all the things he didn't want this almost topped it.
He untangled his legs from Ianto, who was sleeping peacefully not bothered by the noise, which told Jack he was truly run down
He clambered up the ladders and reached for the phone putting it up against his ear. "Captain Jack Harkness." he answered tersely.
TBC