Pairing/Characters: Jack/Ianto Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Toshiko and Gwen
Rating/Warning: N-17 – slash, sex, use of a tie as bondage material
Summary: Chapter 3 – Scream for me

Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, never have, never will.
Story notes: I'm actually writing this to improve my writing of N-17 work; I should get better with practice!

Chapter notes: More storyline, scroll down to find the sex if you just want to see Ianto and Jack getting it on.

Huge massive thanks to my beta Beregond5, who without, none of this would be possible! Takes place after Greeks bearing gifts

Author's notes: Huge thanks to all those who subscribed (Totally lost count at this point) and to my SEVEN reviewers! Please enjoy the latest chapter!

Toshiko got into the Hub early, so early only Jack was around. The Japanese woman suspected her boss actually lived in the Torchwood Headquarters, as she had never heard him talk about a 'home' and he was always the last one to 'leave' and the first one 'in.'

Jack gave her a half-hearted wave from his office, before looking back down at his paperwork, a frown on his face. Tosh hung up her jacket on a peg and sat down at her desk. Once the computer booted up she brought up the CCTV footage of the hub from the night before. Tosh fast-forwarded until the part where she had left and Jack had gone up to his office, before pausing. Was it really right to snoop into what Jack and Ianto did after hours? She'd promised herself after the incident with Mary, or Philoctetes, or whatever the alien had truly been called, that she would never eavesdrop or spy on her friends in any way ever again. But on the other hand she had been worried about Ianto ever since she had overheard his thoughts whilst wearing the pendant…

"Can't imagine a time when this isn't everything. Pain's so constant. Feels like my stomach's full of rats. Feels like this is all I am now. There isn't an inch of me that doesn't hurt." And then he had just smiled so normally at her and asked her if she wanted any coffee. He was always so nice and he had seemed very jumpy about being called to Jack's office...Maybe she should watch the tape, even just a little bit of it, to make sure everything was okay…

Before Toshiko even knew what she was doing she was hitting the play button and watching Ianto walk up to Jack's office and enter. There was no sound and the only one with the ability to lip-read in the group was Ianto, so Tosh only had the pictures to go on to work out what was going on. Jack began pushing a pile of papers towards the edge of the desk and Ianto hastily moved forward and said something that made the captain pause. Then the older man was laughing and Ianto didn't seem to be able to look at him. Tosh's brown eyes widened as the Welshman bent over the desk…and then…

'I shouldn't be watching this,' she thought in shocked horror, as Jack opened the desk drawer and withdrew a red dildo. Her hand moved in a strange spasm as she made to click off the screen, but somehow she just couldn't do it. It was like watching a train crash or a weevil eating – you honestly wanted to look away, you knew you should look away, but something kept your eyes glued to the screen…

The claxon announcing someone's arrival into the Hub made Tosh literally jump out of her seat. The Japanese woman hastily brought up her latest project, attempting to fix her alien language programme that Owen and Gwen had idiotically destroyed when their ball had hit the computer.

"Everything alright Tosh?" Gwen asked brightly.

"F-fine," she replied quickly, waiting until the other woman had sat down and busied herself with the papers on her desk before bringing the CCTV back up. She paused a moment, before downloading the…more exciting parts of the night onto a disk, deleting the appropriate section from the official CCTV records. Slipping the disk into her bag Tosh impatiently waited for Ianto to arrive at the Hub.

Five minutes later Ianto entered the building. Toshiko managed to sit still long enough for the Welshman to hang up his jacket and vanish to make coffee before she was out of her seat and chasing after him.

Ianto was softly humming to himself but stopped at the Japanese woman's approach, "Do you need something Tosh?" he asked, smiling at her pleasantly.

"Ianto," she said in a strange strangled whisper, "I know what you and Jack did. Last night."

Ianto glanced at her, a weak smile tugging at his lips, "Sounds like a title of a bad horror movie."

"I'm serious! I saw the CCTV! How did this happen? The last time I checked you didn't exactly hate Jack, but you certainly weren't going to drop your pants for him!"

"Things have just…changed." Ianto replied evasively, adding sugar to the five mugs.

"Changed how? Ianto, he isn't…blackmailing you into anything, is he?"

The younger man laughed, "No. The night before last I fell asleep in the archives. He woke me up and…I dunno. All the tension between us just seemed to explode and we ended up in bed together."

"Are you two…going to go out?" Tosh asked.

Ianto's eyes darkened and he tensed slightly, "I highly doubt it. Jack's not one for monogamy after all. I'm sure he'll get bored of me soon."

"Are you really happy with that Ianto?" Tosh pressed softly, "Just having sex?"

Ianto handed her a cup of coffee, "Well, the sex is pretty good," he replied, ignoring her first comment, really not wanting to think about foreign emotions such as 'happiness.'

"Pretty good?" Tosh raised an eyebrow.

Ianto smirked, "Well, actually, it's amazing. But don't tell him that. I'm pretending it's not that great. I want to see how far he'll push me."

Jack, standing behind the door, smirked to himself. Oh, he would push Ianto very far.

Jack opened his desk drawer and took out the set of keys to Ianto's flat, a copy in case of emergencies. The captain had never actually been to the Welshman's home before and had to double-check the address on the computer before putting his military coat on and hurrying down the stairs.

"I've gotta go out!" he called, knowing everyone could hear him, despite Gwen being the only one to actually look up and acknowledge him, Tosh and Owen apparently too engaged in their work and Ianto busy trying to not fall over as he over-stretched across the table to reach some sweet wrappers the other side to where he was, offering the captain a very satisfying view of the Welshman's backside. A smile sprang to Jack's lips and he headed towards the cog door, "Call me if anything comes up!"

"Jack! Wait! Where are you going?" Gwen called after him.

"Just have to do something!" he yelled back, glad he had his back to his team so they didn't see the mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Ianto tiredly slipped his key into the lock and unlocked the door before stepping into his flat. Jack had called around twenty minutes before and said everyone apart from Tosh should head home. The man idly wondered where his boss had been all day. There hadn't been any unusual rift activity or any reports of strange happenings in the city…Shaking his head Ianto chalked it up to Jack just being very strange. He had to admit though, as he moved to the bedroom to change into something more casual, he had missed Jack today. The way his eyes followed Ianto around the room hungrily, the way their hands would meet as the Welshman passed a mug of coffee to him, the way Jack would call for him in that rich American accent…

With a soft sigh Ianto stepped into the bedroom and stopped dead at the sight of Jack, shirtless, sitting quite comfortably on the bed.

"Hello!"

Ianto blinked in surprise, turning back to the door. It had been locked, so how could Jack have possibly gotten in?

"Jack? What are you doing here?"

Jack simply smirked, "What do you think I'm doing here?"

Ianto's eyes flickered to the bedroom and he smiled slightly, sliding out of his suit jacket, "I see."

The captain stalked forward and caught Ianto in a passionate kiss. The Welshman could feel himself being steered towards the bedroom as Jack's deft fingers removed his shirt. The back of Ianto's legs hit the bed and the two fell onto the soft sheets, Jack on top of his younger partner.

Ianto couldn't help but ask himself if what they were doing was really wise. At least at the Hub and on Jack's desk it hadn't been so…well, personal. Here they were surrounded by Ianto's things, they were in his bed. At least it wasn't a bed he and Lisa had slept in…

All thoughts were frozen in the younger man's mind and shattered into fragments as Jack's fingers slipped into his boxers, pressing up against Ianto's rapidly hardening arousal. The fingers rubbed tenderly, making Ianto keen softly before whimpering as the captain withdrew his hand.

Jack leant in close to Ianto and gently cupped the younger man's face, "Ianto…" he whispered softly.

Blue eyes slowly focused. Jack looked uncharacteristically serious for the situation they were in.

"What is it?" Ianto asked dazedly.

"Do you trust me?"

Silence. Jack became acutely aware of their hot heavy panting breaths and the sound of his heartbeat that seemed to roar about his ears…

"Yes. I trust you." Ianto said finally.

Jack gave his trademark grin, which then softened into a tender smile and he gently kissed his partner's lips. Pulling back only the tiniest amount, he rested his forehead on Ianto's, blue eyes boring into blue, "I want to tie your wrists."

Ianto's eyes widened a fraction. The last time his wrists had been tied the smell of blood and death had lingered heavily in the air and he had nearly been killed. He could practically feel the cold blade of the cleaver against his neck again…

Jack hadn't moved, waiting patiently for an answer. Ianto finally swallowed convulsively and nodded, "Okay."

"I promise I won't hurt you."

"I know." Ianto sat up, slipping his arms around Jack and holding him close. His mouth went very close to the captain's ear to whisper, "I don't want to think about that day anymore Jack. Help me."

"I will." Jack turned his head slightly to softly kiss Ianto's cheek, "Lie down and let me take care of you."

Ianto lay back on the bed and let Jack take off his trousers. He smiled softly when the captain neatly packed the trousers up and laid them on the floor next to the wardrobe. It was only a small gesture, but strangely it meant a lot to the Welshman.

Jack moved back to the bed, kneeling next to Ianto, "Give me your hands."

Ianto obediently held out his hands, taking a deep breath. The tie wrapped around one of the younger man's wrists firmly. Jack guided both hands up to the top of the bed and looping the red silk around the top wooden rung of the headboard secured the rest of the tie around Ianto's free hand. The young man struggled not to tremble, feeling very vulnerable. The captain kissed him gently before grinning, "I overheard you and Tosh earlier. So sex with me is 'amazing' but you don't want me to know so you can see how far I'll push you. Well tonight," Jack cupped Ianto's check, "I'm going to push you so far you won't even remember your own name by the time I'm done with you."

"Fighting talk," Ianto whispered, his mouth feeling very dry, "But you'd be surprised how much it takes to make me scream,"

"Well, let's see," Jack replied, pressing a bruising kiss to Ianto's lips before moving to his jaw line, nibbling the flesh there. The Welshman's eyes fluttered closed blissfully and Jack began to explore every inch of Ianto's neck, noting which areas elicted moans and soft cries from the beautiful younger man.

Ianto was in silent agony, unable to touch Jack back, but too proud to plead the captain to touch the steadily throbbing flesh between his legs. He let out a small wail as Jack bit the skin of his collar bone, sucking firmly to leave a red, angry-looking bruise. A flush of warm swept through Ianto at being marked in such a way. Marked as Jack's.

*Sex scene was here*

Finally Jack undid Ianto's hands and the younger man gently rubbed his wrists, sitting up and stretching.

"So?" Jack demanded impatiently, unable to wait any longer than the minute he had given Ianto, "Was that amazing enough for you?"

Ianto looked innocently thoughtful to the point where Jack wanted to ravish him repeatedly until the stubborn man finally admitted that, yes, Jack was the best sex he had ever and would ever have!

"It was…good."

"Ianto Jones!" Jack hit him with the pillow, "Say that one more time, I dare you!"

Ianto laughed loudly, "Jack. It was amazing. Trust me."

"I trusted you when you said you wouldn't hump the bed. As arousing a sight as that was, I do expect obedience in the bedroom Ianto."

Ianto shivered, "Jack. Please. Don't make me want round two, I do need to get some sleep tonight. We both know whenever the rift is quiet for any period of time it usually signals the start of hell breaking loose."

"Oh c'mon, hell only threatened to break loose that one time!"

Ianto raised an eyebrow at his boss, who looked slightly sheepish, "What?"

"Nothing, nothing. Not something you should know. Please, forget I said anything and I'll leave you to sleep." Jack jumped off the bed and began gathering his clothes together, shoving them on with a speed that made Ianto's warm feeling hastily freeze.

"Night Ianto!" and then Jack was out of the apartment, leaving Ianto all by himself. Biting his lip the Welshman slipped into a loose pair of trousers he wore for sleeping in and buried under the covers. The unique 51st century pheromone scent both comforted and irritated him in equal measure. Well, he was more annoyed at himself. What had he expected? Jack to stay the night? To wake up beside the beautiful captain in the morning? God, he really was a fool.

With bitter determination not to think about anything, Ianto closed his eyes and fell asleep.

And that was when the nightmares came…

The fourth time Ianto and Jack had sex, Jack was claiming Ianto as his and his alone

A/N: Ouch, poor Ianto…The things I put him through *Whistles innocently* Next chapter; Jack asks Tosh for Ianto's computer history, Tosh and Ianto go to a lap-dancing class and Jack has a case of the green-eyed monster.