Pairing/Characters: Jack/Ianto Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones and Toshiko
Rating/Warning: N-17 – slash, sex, oral sex, toy play
Summary: Chapter 2 – Bend over the desk

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood
Story notes: I'm actually writing this to improve my writing of N-17 work; I should get better with practice!

Chapter notes: Not quite a PWP as there is a storyline, but the bulk of this is mainly sex

Takes place after Greeks bearing gifts (As did the previous chapter, I just didn't write that down)

Author's notes: Huge thanks to all those who subscribed (at least nine people I was alerted to) and to my four reviewers! Please enjoy the latest chapter!

Jack rose from his desk and stretched, groaning softly as sore muscles protested from being in the same spot all day. No to very minor rift-activity had meant the group had found time to catch up on the chore they all hated the most; paperwork. At least Jack's mountainous pile was finally done. Well, nearly. And it probably would have gotten finished if it wasn't for the captain's inability to work when Ianto was handing out coffee. The older man's blue eyes had been inextricably drawn to the Welshman as he had wandered around the hub. When Ianto had slowly ascended the steps to his office Jack had hastily pretended to be busy. Ianto had placed the mug of coffee on the desk and left without a word, which had disappointed the captain a little, but what else had he expected from the rather shy and demure man? Passionate making-out with the other three in the Hub and able to see them?

Sighing, Jack ran his hand through his hair as he walked down the stairs, eyes sweeping over the base. Gwen and Owen had left for home already. Tosh was still typing away at her computer and Ianto was busy in the front desk, updating the travel brochures to create a sense of verisimilitude for the cover of the hub as a tourist office.

"Tosh, you should head off," Jack called to the Japanese woman as he reached the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm updating the firewall, it's going to take at least another hour to download and I need to make sure no problems crop up."

"I'll watch it for you." Jack grinned, taking her coat from the peg on the wall and dropping it in her lap, "Go and enjoy yourself."

Tosh looked up at him, "I'll only have to come back if something turns up that you can't fix."

"Tosh…" Jack sighed, grabbing Owen's chair and sitting down, "Listen. You told me Ianto's still hurting after everything he's been through recently, right? Well, we talked last night, but I don't think we solved everything. So I want to try again tonight."

"Oh! Jack, why didn't you just tell me?" Tosh began gathering her things together.

"I wanted an air of mystery."

"Jack, you manage to have that regardless."

"Thanks," he gave her his patented grin, "Go on then. Out of here. And send Ianto up to my office!"

"Ok, night Jack."

/

Ianto smiled tiredly at Tosh as she came through the door, "Heading home?"

"Yeah, listen, Jack wants to see you." She was surprised when Ianto actually blushed and nearly dropped the pamphlets in his hands, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. You head home. See you tomorrow." He hastened passed her and into the pathway that led to the main base.

Tosh stared after him in puzzlement. She could understand if he didn't want to talk to Jack, but why blush like that? She resolved to check through the CCTV footage of the hub the next day and headed home.

/

Ianto slowly ascended the stairs and went to Jack's office door, feeling incredibly anxious. All day his boss had been watching him, causing Ianto to think about the night before…Composing himself he knocked and entered at Jack's signal, "You wanted to see me sir?"

"Don't you think you can drop the sir now?" Jack drawled lazily.

"You're still my boss, despite what happened last night." Ianto said softly.

"We're alone Ianto. C'mon, if you have to call me sir, at least call me Jack in private."

"Very well s-Jack."

"Nice save." Jack smirked, "Now, I have some questions for you."

Ianto looked bewildered, "Ok…?"

"Why was our mind-blowing sex last night only 'very good.'?"

"Very good is a compliment Jack."

Jack's eyes narrowed, "Ianto, what you don't realise is I have been trained in torture," he murmured in a dangerous voice that made the younger man shiver, "I know how to break a man. And in your case, that means knocking this over." He tapped a large pile of papers on his desk.

Ianto forced himself not to react. If Jack did tip that pile over he'd be furious; it was all of the really boring, hard to sort into a particular order paperwork that Ianto always left until there was absolutely nothing else to do before sorting out into order and this time it had taken him all morning to finally get it done to his satisfaction.

"I will do it Ianto." Jack warned, sliding the pile closer to the edge of the desk, "You won't be able to catch it all."

"You really don't want to do that." Ianto stalled for time, "Chances are if you do then we'll desperately need one of the pieces of paper in that pile and we won't be able to find it before someone gets hurt."

"If it was an important document you'd have put it with the other important documents. I do have the vague gist of how your filing system works. Now. Tell me why the sex last night was only 'very good'. Or this pile goes on the floor."

The paper was slid across the desk, further and further towards the edge…

"Stop! I'll tell you." Ianto said quickly.

Jack smirked and stopped, looking expectantly at a rapidly reddening Ianto Jones. Ianto shuffled his feet, coughed and then mumbled something.

"I didn't quite catch that." Jack informed him, moving to push the paper off the desk.

"It was too vanilla!" Ianto cried. Jack's hand froze and his blue eyes flicked up to meet Ianto's. Ianto had turned bright pink and was looking anywhere but at Jack.

"Too vanilla." Jack repeated slowly.

Ianto nodded in embarrassment.

"As in; not kinky enough? You, Ianto Jones, like kinky sex."

"They always say to watch out for the quiet ones." Ianto muttered, moving forward to sit on Jack's desk.

The captain laughed in reply, "True, but if that were the case, I'd be worried about Tosh as well as you."

"Oh you'd be surprised what Tosh gets up to."

Surprise flickered across Jack's face, "Tosh? Seriously?"

"Mmhmm."

"With who?"

Ianto shrugged, "No-one really. Me and her just talk, that's all. She says she's too busy to actually find someone willing to…uh…"

"I get the picture." Jack replied, smirking; "Now this is really interesting."

Ianto stayed silent, wishing Jack was like a wasp. If you stayed still they'd lose interest; or so he'd been told. Unfortunately, Jack wasn't a wasp.

"Take off your pants and bend over the desk." Jack ordered, rising to his feet.

*Sex scene was here, sorry people!*

"Can I ask what that was doing in your desk drawer?" Ianto asked, holding up the dildo.

"This might surprise you," Jack said a very quiet voice, looking at the toy with eyes that clearly showed he was millions of miles away, "but I do get lonely sometimes."

"No offence sir, but I do find that hard to believe," Ianto confessed, "I've never met anyone who would turn you down."

"I don't just sleep with anyone," Jack replied, turning his back to Ianto as he stood and pulled up his trousers, "Only those who are special."

Ianto turned pink and nodded slightly, even though Jack couldn't see him.

"Goodnight Ianto."

It was a clear dismissal. Ianto hastily righted his clothing and headed out the door, "Night Jack."

Unbeknownst to Ianto, sizzling blue eyes watched him leave with a sort of hungry longing…

The third time Ianto and Jack had sex Jack was determined to make the other scream…