Stalked chapter 9

Jack pulled Ianto deep into the hub, the cog door rolled back into place behind them and their lips clashed together in a fevered passion. Jacks hands slipped Ianto's waist coat off, caressing his covered chest. Ianto let out a groan and latched onto the skin just below Jack's ear.

"You know, you make fantastic noises." Jack commented as he removed Ianto's shirt and caressed his bare chest firmly.

Soon the hub was filled with pants, groans and whimpers from both men as their bodies connected. Above their heads on the plass a figure stood looking at the water tower with a determined expression.

"I will have you, you will be mine Ianto Jones, if I have to stake out this place for weeks. I will own you, you are mine, we will remove all traces of that slut from you, you will be my darling slave." He caressed a photo in his wallet.

Down below Jack slumped forward onto Ianto's chest, both their bodies desperately sucking in the oxygen.

"Get's better every time." Jack said pushing Ianto's sweat soaked hair back off his forehead.

"It certainly does." he agreed.

They pulled themselves apart reluctantly to go sleep in a real bed. Rather than be discovered first thing in the morning on the settee with the papers on Owens desk looking decidedly messier than usual.

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Mornings in the hub had always been strange to Ianto, it must feel like living in Antarctica, where they had 6 months of day and 6 months of night. How it must effect the body clock. He'd often felt that between all the early mornings, long nights and restful evenings he should be walking about in the dark outside, akin to a vampire, only more pale.

He rolled over and looked up at the warm body he was half draped over into Jack's smiling face. The immortal man didn't speak, just caressed his cheek with a warm hand. "Sleep well?" He asked quietly, as if afraid of breaking the comfortable atmosphere.

"Best night's sleep I've had for ages." Ianto replied his voice slightly gravely and sleep worn, but also slightly scratchy from where Jack had managed to get him yelling last night.

"Good, because to day my beloved, we are going to identify that guy and make sure he's out of your life." Jack said hands straying into Ianto's sleep mussed hair.

Ianto didn't speak, just relaxed laying his chin down on Jack's chest, eyes closed in pleasure. Those talented hands felt so good, Jack knew just how to touch, how to caress, how to make his whole body hum with pleasure. He felt so good like this and hoped the feeling would never end, even though he knew logistically it had to just so they could actually save earth from the constant alien threats.

"So I don't expect the others in for another hour or so, wanna shower with me?" Jack asked a sly grin on his face and Ianto knew there was no way they'd be sharing a shower without attacking one another's bodies.

"Gladly." He said making no move to get up, which had Jack chuckling heartily.

"Well then you need to get up, as cute as you look." Jack said his hands caressing Ianto's forehead and neck with strong delicate fingers.

"But I'm comfy." Ianto whined slightly closing his eyes hoping he could go back to sleep for a bit longer, he didn't want to move, felt to content to move.

"I know, but we need to get ready for the day, never know what's going to fall through the rift and bring about the next apocalypse. I'll buy you breakfast." Jack offered hoping that food would motivate Ianto into moving.

"It had better be more than a croissant." Ianto muttered as he reluctantly moved to sit up, he yawned widely and Jack chuckled.

"How about a good fry up from that café we like?" Jack said sitting up as well and kissing Ianto lightly when he was upright.

"I'd go for that. But I'm making the coffee, they make great eggs but their coffee is like scummy dishwater." Ianto said holding Jack's cheek and kissing him back sweetly.

"Oh absolutely, I've been tainted you know, I've been spoilt for any other coffee. Even that £5 a cup star bucks crap tastes bad now." Jack complained jokingly.

"It's because I am the coffee god, I could take over the world with my caffeine, I just chose to covertly control torchwood instead." he replied with a straight face which sent Jack into a belly aching laugh.

"Oh that you could, tempting all the politicians into being somewhat intelligent would work better though, because then you'd still be with me." Jack said catching his breath.

"I couldn't leave Jack, hell I don't want to more to the point. Only 2 ways I'm leaving, one if you come with me and two dead. No middle. I couldn't do it, I love my job to much." he confessed.

"Well come on, shower, then I'll go get breakfast before the others get in, they can get there own." Jack said bouncing up and holding out his hand for the Welshman.

Ianto pulled himself up using Jack's hand and stretched, his muscles flexing and Jack couldn't keep his eyes off him. "Come on, shower." Jack prompted pulling Ianto naked towards the locker room.

"Jack I need to get my clothes." Ianto said patiently.

"Why? No one's in yet, plenty of time to get dressed." Jack said not letting go of him as they travelled down the corridors. The stark light of the locker room always seemed very clinical, even though it was functional you really didn't want to be here if you didn't have to be, although Ianto often thought he preferred the clinical look, it was easy to clean. Jack opened up a cubical and pulled Ianto in with him, closing and locking the door.

"You know Jack, I may think you're a bit eager to get me in the shower. Anything I should know." Ianto asked with an amused grin as Jack made sure the towels were out of the way of spray. That was one thing he had done, installed towel warmers, Ianto always made sure there were towels on them, Jack had always found it nice after a hard, dirty hunt to have warm clean towels.

"Yeah, you look hot with water running down your body." Jack replied honestly.

"You can be to charming you know." Ianto quipped before kissing Jack lightly, turning on the water and stepping under the spray, letting it wash off the remains of last nights activities.

"Yeah, but that's what makes me, me." Jack said stepping in behind him and wrapping his arms round Ianto's waist.

"Yeah and I love it, especially since I can gloat over all the poor heart broken people you flirt with." Ianto laughed picking up the shampoo which Jack quickly took from him, the captain's hands worked the shampoo into his scalp and Ianto let out the smallest of moans at the sensation.

Jack chuckled slightly, enjoying the intimate moment. He leant forward and kissed the side of Ianto's neck biting gently before latching onto his neck where it met his shoulder and sucking, nibbling and licking, he smirked, the bruise would look incredible. Ianto moaned as Jack gently tipped his head so he could wash away the shampoo, running his fingers through the clean strands.

He let his hands roam the beautiful flesh, groping, caressing, teasing. Ianto placed his hands on the wall of the shower, his knees feeling weak as Jack pushed him against it.

"Do you want me?" Jack asked his fingers trailing down Ianto's back to the crack of his arse.

Ianto moaned. Surely Jack didn't want him to form sentences.

"Come on, where are those beautiful welsh vowels I love so much?" Jack asked teasingly.

"Please Jack." Ianto said with a breathy moan.

"Please what?" Jack asked skirting his fingers down Ianto's crack and teasing his hole slightly. "Want me to? Huh, wanna have that just fucked look as everyone gets in?"

"God yes. Please." Ianto pleaded his fingers scrabbling against the shower tiles trying to find purchase on something.

"There's my dirty Welshman, you hide it so well you know, I love it." Jack said as he looked around for something to use as lube.

Ianto wordlessly handed him some of the soap they kept down here, it wouldn't dry out at least and it was slippery, Jack seemed to think it was good enough as he slipped one slick digit into Ianto slowly.

"Fuck Jack." Ianto panted, pushing back on the finger slightly as Jack placed a hand on his chest pulling him towards him, his finger slipping in deeper.

"Yeah, shortly. Your still loose you know, from last night." Jack said nibbling Ianto's ear and slipping in another finger easily.

Ianto let out a low moan, he wanted to beg, beg Jack to fuck him silly so he'd feel it for days to come, but he couldn't for the words, like he'd short circuited his brain for a moment and the only sounds he could make were loud moans and sweet whimpers.

Jack obviously deciding Ianto was loose enough pulled out his fingers, lining up his cock with Ianto's quivering hole. He pulled Ianto's face round slightly and kissed him lovingly as he pushed in. Ianto let out a gasp as he was penetrated.

Jack held him tight as he stopped, fully seated deep in Ianto's body, oh so deep. "It never felt like this with anyone else Ianto, you always make me feel so good." Jack said, waiting a minute before he started moving. Pulling out and pushing in deeply. Ianto letting out low grunts and moans.

"I know what you mean Jack." Ianto replied in a whisper as Jack picked up the pace, their bodies shifting in unison deriving pleasure that was driving them insane.

Jacks hands held Ianto's hips firmly as he pounded into him as they both lost control. Both cumming hard. Ianto slumped against the wall, Jack resting on his back as they panted and gasped trying to catch their breaths as they rode the final waves of ecstasy.

"So how about the rest of that shower?" Jack panted shifting back slightly but not slipping out of Ianto just yet.

"Maybe, just give me a minute." Ianto panted feeling his inner muscles flex around Jack's cock as he slowly came down from his orgasm.

Jack didn't say anything, just kissed Ianto's shoulder lovingly and rubbing his lower back. Before slowly pulling back and letting his spend cock slide from Ianto's body.

Ianto, who had just gotten the feeling in his legs back, turned and pulled Jack into a deep kiss, a loving, grateful kiss. "Let's finish up." he said quietly reaching for the shampoo and washing Jacks hair with controlled, precise fingers.

"Yeah, I owe you breakfast." Jack smirked as he began washing the evidence of their coupling from Ianto's body with soapy hands.

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The hub was dark, Ianto reached to turn on the lights and Jack retrieved his great coat from his office, throwing it on over his traditional garb. "Full English?" he asked.

"Yeah thanks. I'll have coffee done when you get back." He promised as Jack headed for the rolling door, which slid open, sirens wailing as Jack left on his mission. To go fetch food.

Ianto set the coffee maker going before deciding he needed some air to clear his head before the days work. He went to the invisible lift and rode it to the plass. It was still early, no commuters yet. The sun had barely risen over the bay as Ianto stepped off the slab and walked to the railing, leaning over it and watching the fishing boats bob up and down in the bay.

He just took a moment to be. He heard faint footsteps on the plass. Probably an early commute, or someone stumbling home after a night out, he thought and didn't give it a thought. Well not till he felt a sharp pain on the back of his head and dropped to the floor, the edges of his vision blackening as he heard the voice above him which sent his blood cold.

"Your mine now."

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Jack held the Styrofoam boxes tight as the lift came to a halt and the cog door rolled back. "Ianto." he called expecting the younger man to come out of the kitchen with some fresh coffee and a smile.

That didn't happen. He didn't hear anything, or see anything. He put the boxes on Tosh's desk and checked the life signs in the hub. It was only registering one human. Him. Jack picked up his phone and rang Ianto's, which went straight to voice mail. This was odd. Ianto always answered it was one of life's small assurances.

Getting desperate to locate the Welshman Jack checked the CCTV. There he saw it. Ianto, outside on the plass. That man, the source of all Ianto's fear, knocking him unconscious and carrying him away. That man, a tall man with perfectly groomed hair and well dressed, carrying the unconscious Ianto Jones to a BMW, placing him in the boot and getting g in as if this was normal. He took off, the car had no plates.

Ianto had been kidnapped.

Jack hurriedly picked up the phone and first called Tosh. Her groggy voice answered.

"Hello."

"Tosh, I need you in right now, Ianto's been taken." Jack said in a frantic voice and he barely registered her reply of 'I'll be there in 10.' before he hung up, next dialling Owen.

"What." a voice grumbled back at him.

"Owen get in right now, Ianto's been kidnapped."

"I'm on my way." The phone went dead.

He dialled the final number and held the phone to his ear.

"Gwen cooper."

"Gwen, I need you here as soon as possible, that guys grabbed Ianto."

"I'm on my way out the door right this second Jack." She hung up too and Jack, not knowing what else to do right now, slumped in Tosh's chair and let silent tears course down his face.

"I'll get you back Ianto, I promise." he told the still air of the hub.

TBC