Disclaimer (for previous chapter): I do not own credit for some of the lines of speech by Jack or Ianto for the parts that tie in with any episodes; I was merely setting the scene. (And the script writers of Torchwood had the perfect words to create that moment anyway).
Chapter 2: Hide and Seek
Jack flicked off the lights, "I'm counting from 20, Ianto!" He called through the darkness to the young Welshman who was running around the Hub stark naked.
"15, 14, 13... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0, here I cum Ianto, where ever you are," called Jack as the silent hunt began.
Ianto tried to breathe as quietly as possible as he hid under Owen's autopsy table, he couldn't even hear Jack's footsteps at all. Where, or when for that matter, did Jack learn to be so stealthy? Ianto thought over this and made a mental note to ask Jack more about his long existence, when suddenly he felt Jack's breath on his skin and knew that the hide and seek had been won.
The younger man turned to face his lover and met him with a passionate kiss that actually left Jack short of breath. Jack sighed into Ianto's mouth and whispered, "You really need to learn the art of camouflage. There was no way I was not going to notice your pale, Welsh skin in the shadows of the autopsy bay."
"Then teach me to camouflage, Jack. Show me how to blend into something, someone else... like yourself maybe..." Ianto gave his boss and lover a shy smile and met Jack's lips fiercely again as they raged an epic battle between their tongues, each determined for domination over the other.
Ianto loved this constant fight over power in their... relationship, if it was called that. He wasn't sure where he stood with Jack, but he did know that he enjoyed... what ever this was.
Jack put an arm around Ianto's waist and pulled him out from under the table so that the Welshman lay on the autopsy bay floor underneath him. Slowly he undressed Ianto, softly caressing each part of exposed flesh with his hands. Jack began to nuzzle at Ianto's neck, knowing it would drive him wild.
Ianto's skin tingled at Jack's soft touch; he could feel himself getting harder by the second. He reached his hands down to Jack's hips and pulled him in closer to his own body, feeling Jack's hard-on nudge up against his. Ianto started to nip softly at Jack's ear lobe, while he reached one hand up to take off Jack's braces, belt and unbutton his shirt.
Jack loved the feeling of his skin up against Ianto's, but there was something deeper to this young man hidden within his deep blue eyes. Jack knew it wasn't secrets, but maybe hurt or wonder, he wished he knew what so he could help this wonderful man that lay beneath him.
"Ianto, rule number one to camouflage and blending in is to not be identifiable by shade or colour contrast, which means that my pants have to go," Jack raised a cheeky eyebrow to Ianto as the younger man started to undo the fly of Jack's trousers and pull them off. Jack kissed down the Welshman's torso until he found his goal and took the whole length of Ianto's shaft into his mouth.
Ianto's hands were clenched into fists on the cement floor as his hips bucked up towards Jack's bobbing head. Ianto felt Jack take his fists, relax them out and guide them to his dipping head. Ianto understood Jack's intention of letting him take over and guide Jack as to how he likes it. He thrust roughly into Jack's mouth, feeling the tip of his cock enter into his throat. He continued in this ecstasy for several long minutes, but just seeing Jack, giving over power to him made it hard for him to hold on for much longer. One last thrust and he released into Jack's warm, wet mouth and relaxed upon the cement floor.