A/N: A friend of mine read the first three paragraphs and freaked out. Don't panic! Keep calm and carry on!
Frieda – thanks for the review! I get other people's home movies usually at tag sales and thrift shops, but since people heard I collect them, a few have sent me their old 8mm stuff when they convert it to digital. I just hope the Ghost Maker from "Out of the Rain" doesn't pop up some day!
Chapter 13 – And by 'Coffee' I Mean Sex
Ianto hung his bike helmet on the hat rack in the Tourist Office and made a quick trip to his office. He was feeling...good, really good. He adjusted his clothes. They were too tight. He even loosened his tie. He pulled out a small mirror from his desk and checked his hair. He fluffed it a little with his fingers and noted his face was flush.
Great, Ianto thought rearranging his jacket, maybe they will be too busy looking at my cheeks to notice my crotch. As he locked the Tourist Office and made his way to the Hub, he thought about cricket. Instead of boring him to distraction, he thought about Jack wearing cricket whites which quickly led down the mental path of Jack not wearing cricket whites. By the time the cog door rolled open Ianto's only two thoughts were sex and hoping nobody noticed the obvious evidence that all he could think about was sex.
He didn't see Owen or Gwen, but Tosh was sitting at her workstation typing at a manic pace. She would occasionally stop and look at the Rift-a-Bric-a-Brac on her desk, but Ianto didn't pay any attention to it. He was mesmerized by the curve of her face. Ianto had noticed Tosh was a beautiful woman before, but he never thought about her as being desirable. From the first time Ianto had met Jack, all his libidinous thoughts and carnal energies were his alone.
"Hello, Tosh," Ianto said immediately angry he was drawing attention to himself.
"Hi, Ianto," she said barely looking up from her monitor.
"Care for a coffee," he asked.
"No, I'm feeling kind of wired as is," she said giving him a quick smile and returning to her computer. He watched her fingers and felt envy for the keyboard. He shook the thoughts away and headed to Jack's office. Hadn't he had really good sex the night before? Jack must be rubbing off on me, he thought followed by the obvious visual image of Jack rubbing off on him.
Jack was sitting at his desk and Ianto took a moment to look at him. He looked perfect. Ianto hadn't noticed it when he saw Jack only 30 minutes earlier, but Jack was looking amazing. He always looked great to Ianto, but there was something else. He licked his lips thinking how he couldn't wait to taste his Jack again. The use of the possessive momentarily shook him from his stupor. When did anyone ever get the idea they could own Captain Jack Harkness? Ianto knew he certainly couldn't.
He knocked on Jack's door frame. Jack looked up, slowly placed his pen on the desk, and smiled. Ianto felt like he was on the verge of drooling. What had gotten into him? God he wanted to get Jack into him. He bit the inside of his cheek hoping his thoughts weren't obvious.
"Coffee, sir?" It was his old standby. Afraid of what you might say? Offer a beverage. It had stopped him from saying all manner of inappropriate comments to the Team in the past and, like a muscle memory, the words sprang to the rescue once more without needing to be formed.
"Sure and bring one for yourself." Ianto turned to leave. "Oh, don't get one for Tosh. She's a little..."
"Wired," Ianto offered remembering Tosh saying that.
"I'd say manic, but wired works. No caffeine for her today!" Ianto smiled and noticed the smile on Jack's face change slightly. Jack cocked his head to the side. Ianto quickly left before he could be further mesmerized.
Ianto concentrated heavily on making the coffee. He was a little alarmed to find the scent further arousing him as his hand caressed the chrome of the machine. He pulled his hand away and shoved it in his pocket. He absent mindedly rubbed the lighter while he waited for the coffee. He hadn't felt like this before even with a nose full of Jack Harkness' signature musk. What had triggered it? He was fine until Jack came to Dylan's.
"Your coffee, sir," Ianto said entering Jack's office.
"Thanks. Can you make out what this says," Jack asked gesturing to a report on his desk. Ianto walked behind Jack, placed the coffee to the side, and leaned down. He didn't need to lean in practically putting his chin on Jack's shoulder, but he did. He inhaled deeply and fought the urge to kiss Jack's neck.
"I believe that's Owen's shorthand for 'extraterrestrial substance of unknown organic origin'," Ianto said. He put a hand on Jack's other shoulder and rubbed. "Also known as alien goo. You mentioned there was something you needed a hand with?" Ianto straightened, but couldn't bring himself to let go of Jack's shoulder. Instead, he brought his other hand up and began massaging Jack.
"Oh yes," Jack said leaning back. "I do recall needing your special skill set." Ianto increased the pressure and Jack moaned. "You know, Tosh can probably see."
"Are you suggesting we give her a show," Ianto said bending close to Jack's ear. "She might even be up for some audience participation to burn off all that extra energy."
"Ianto, that doesn't sound like you. I got the impression you didn't want anyone to find out about us. Now you want to have public sex?" Jack turned in his chair to face him.
"I'm quiet, not shy." Ianto stepped closer and grabbed Jack's shoulders from the front.
"You're not always that quiet," Jack said. His eyes trailed down Ianto's body. He looked back up to Ianto's eyes and smiled. "I think you're talking pretty loudly right now."
He reached out and put his hands on Ianto's waist. The slight touch made Ianto moan. Ianto moved Jack's hands to his ass.
"What do you want, Ianto," Jack asked squeezing. Ianto closed his eyes.
"You, please, Jack. I want you now, really bad. Suck me, fuck me, do anything you want, but I really need you to do it now." Ianto's hips were rotating slowly. Ianto opened his eyes and was pleased to see Jack staring at his crotch as if hypnotized. "Tell me what you want to do to me, Jack." Jack's eyes met his.
"Well," Jack said swallowing, "why don't you wait here while I tell Tosh to go home then we can come up with a list." He let go of Ianto's ass and stood.
Rather than move out of his way, Ianto stood firm. He grabbed fistfuls of Jack's hair and pulled him into a hard kiss. His desperate passion poured from his mouth. Jack grabbed Ianto's waist for leverage. After a long, heated moment, Jack pushed Ianto back. Both men were panting.
"Okay," Jack said rubbing his own hips, "sit down and don't move. Do as you're told and you'll get a reward." Jack licked his lips.
Ianto sat down in a visitor's chair and gripped the chair arms. He didn't think Jack would even have to touch him at that point. If Jack gave him the right look, he was going to come in his pants. The thought of that made him groan. Jack ran out of his office to Tosh's workstation. Ianto closed his eyes and tried to think of anything except what Jack would do when he came back.
What felt like a lifetime later, Jack returned, but he wasn't alone. Ianto looked up and smiled.
"Hi Toshiko," he said. He raked his teeth against his lower lip. "You look really lovely today! I'm sure Jack already told you that."
Tosh held up a device and pointed it at Ianto. She waved it up and down then asked him to stand. Jack looked over her shoulder at it.
"Thank you, Ianto. Can you stand up for me?" She was looking at him with wide eyes.
"I'd do anything for you," Ianto said standing.
Tosh smiled and looked away. She looked back at the device and waved it up and down again several times. She stopped at his groin. Jack looked at the readings and stepped back crossing his arms over his chest.
"It's the same energy signature, but it's concentrated differently," she said.
"I don't recognize it," Jack said looking concerned.
Ianto didn't know what they were talking about, but he feared it didn't involve getting naked.
"Ianto," Tosh said adjusting the device, "could you remove your trousers please?"
Jackpot, Ianto thought. Considering he'd never thought of Tosh sexually, the idea of undressing at her command was very arousing. He didn't think he could get any harder. His hands shook with anticipation as he quickly undid his belt and trousers. He slipped his shoes off then his trousers. He haphazardly folded them over and put them on the chair.
Tosh scanned up and down again once again stopping at his groin. Ianto's smile grew when her cheeks burned red. She then turned the device towards the chair.
"What would you like me to take off next," he asked. "Or is it someone else's turn," he quickly added. His eyes practically sparkled with lust.
"It's the trousers," Jack said in a half question. He stepped around Tosh and grabbed Ianto's trousers off the chair.
"I don't know if that's safe, Jack," she said.
Jack put his hands in the pockets and dumped the contents onto his desk. Tosh scanned them with the device. Ianto got the distinct impression the expected naked time wasn't going to happen after all.
"That's the source," Tosh said pointing at the cigarette lighter. Jack picked it up.
"Where did you get this," Jack asked. "I don't recall seeing it before."
"At that house last week." Tosh and Jack stared at him. "It's a nice lighter! It seemed like a waste to leave it in an abandoned house."
"So you've been carrying this around for a week," Jack asked.
Definitely not getting naked time.
"No, I brought it back here and threw it in my desk until I went to the poker game then I left it at Dylan's." Jack and Tosh exchanged a concerned look. Ianto snapped a little out of his haze. "It isn't dangerous is it? Dave's been using it!"
"Well, it got you to take your trousers off in front of Tosh," Jack said. Ianto blushed.
"Is it safe to put them back on," he asked motioning Jack to give them to him.
"It should be," Tosh said, "but you don't have to if you're more comfortable like that." Tosh smiled and Ianto felt his face burning redder.
"Yeah, don't get dressed on our account," Jack said handing him the trousers. He put them on, but he was still aroused and while he could now think of things other than sex he didn't want to.
"We should probably call Owen to come back and check him for any other symptoms," Tosh said adjusting the scanner. She looked puzzled. She adjusted it again.
"Symptoms?" Ianto didn't like the sound of that. He sat down to put his shoes on.
"You were acting like a sex starved maniac," Jack said, "and I know for a fact you've been getting fed regularly."
Ianto turned away from Jack and Tosh. He could hardly give Jack a dirty look or scowl for his indiscretion when he had been trying to wrangle a three-way. It didn't stop him from doing it so they couldn't see.
"I'm going to need the Gradion Mark VII Scanner," Tosh said pointing the device in her hand to her other hand. Jack peeked at the display.
"So you've been contaminated, too? Having any sudden urges to jump my bones," Jack asked.
"No," Tosh said ignoring him and his bones, "but it might explain why I have so much nervous energy." She pointed the scanner at Jack. "It's only picking up trace amounts on you." She pointed at Ianto. "And your levels are already dropping. I wish I knew what exactly they were levels of though."
"I'll get the Gradion Scanner for you," Ianto offered.
"No, I'll get it," Jack said. "I don't want you doing any heavy lifting while you're already carrying a pretty hefty package." Jack laughed. "Would it have been funnier if I'd made a 'wide load' joke?" Ianto shook his head at him as Jack ran down to lab.
"I can't believe you," Tosh said slapping Ianto's arm. Ianto was mortified.
"I am so sorry, Tosh! You know it isn't like me to go around hitting on you. Owen is going to have a field day with this!" Ianto sat back down in the visitor's chair. He couldn't look at Tosh. "As if it wasn't humiliating enough, Jack has to open his big mouth..." He trailed off. He wondered if they would leave him alone if whatever the contamination was made him ill. A little cancer was sounding preferable to more mocking.
"That's fine, Ianto. It was cute and you are under the influence of external forces beyond our comprehension." They both laughed.
"You've been watching Star Trek again," Ianto said.
"So," Tosh said pulling over another chair, "how long has this been going on and, more importantly, why didn't you tell me you were 'being fed regularly'?" Ianto covered his face not needing Tosh's reminder to completely recall Jack's comment.
"Not too long and I haven't told anyone." No, he thought, I left that to a not so rare species of Captain Harkness known as the wide mouthed Jack.
"You told Jack," Tosh said. Ianto looked at her. She looked a little hurt. He was confused.
"I didn't have to tell Jack," he said. She brightened a little and he was pleased that his confusion seemed to help her.
"Jack's very clever about things like that. About two years ago I went out on a date with an astronomer and somehow Jack knew the moment he saw me," she said. "He teased me about the Big Dipper for weeks!" Tosh reached out to pat Ianto's knee, but then pulled her hand back. "Sorry. Almost forgot about the energy problem."
"I'll let you in on a little secret," Ianto said. "Jack isn't nearly as clever as he or other people think."
"Clever enough to figure you out," Tosh pointed out.
"He's got a long way to go in that department," Ianto said keeping his voice light even though his heart was a little bitter.
"Where did you meet her?" Tosh said grinning. Ianto froze. Her? "Come on! Now that I know you have a new girlfriend you have to tell me everything! You should have told me sooner."
Oh, Ianto thought. She thinks Jack was talking about a third person. He almost laughed. Almost. Looking at Tosh who was clearly still a little hurt that he hadn't kept her in the loop of his romantic entanglements, he knew he had to tell her the truth. He tried to convince himself it would feel good to tell someone.
"We met in a park. It was the middle of the night and nobody was around. Well, there was a Weevil. I had to be the brave protector and jump to the rescue, not that I was all that helpful."
"She was being attacked by a Weevil? That's horrible!" Ianto laughed as Tosh's eyes bulged.
"Our second date didn't go very well, but on our third date we caught a dinosaur so that will always be 'our thing'." He laughed again. She punched his arm this time hard.
"I thought you were being serious! It's fine if you don't want to tell me. I just thought," she gestured between the two of them, "we were the sane, smart ones who needed to stick together. I suppose you have your new friends now."
"You are so good with the guilt," Ianto sighed.
"It's a gift," she said her eyes sparkling. He stood up and looked to make sure Jack wasn't nearby.
"Okay, this is a secret. You can't tell Owen or Gwen. You know how they are." Tosh nodded. He struggled with how to phrase it before taking a deep breath. "I'm sleeping with Jack."
"No!" Tosh looked at Ianto incredulously.
"Yes. It started a while back and it's...escalated. You know how things happen with him." He took another deep breath. "You have no idea how good it feels to tell someone." And it did. It was a relief.
"You're serious! Oh my God. Is it serious?"
"This is why I didn't want to tell anyone. No, I don't think it's serious. I'm just a convenient distraction, but sometimes he'll say or do something and I think maybe there's more to it. Like last week we were fighting."
"Is that why he was in such a mood," Tosh asked interrupting.
"No, but I don't think it helped. I'd like to think it did, but I'm not important enough for him to get upset about." Toshiko made a face at him, but he continued. "He apologized and said he was stressed out and taking it out on me. That made me feel like I was significant to him in some way. Luckily, my ego stayed in check because last night he left to meet somebody and didn't come back until sometime after I left this morning. I can't imagine how he had the strength unless he had a magic lighter in his pocket, too!"
"That sounds horrible!" Tosh looked at Ianto sympathetically.
"No, it's fine. It's just hard to explain. I think he wants to tell everybody, but what am I supposed to say? Owen will have an endless supply of new material about me having gay sex with the boss. Gwen will want all the details and act like she should have been consulted. And you, you get to see what an idiot I am because I don't know what kind of relationship me and Jack have or what kind I want."
"I don't think you're an idiot," Tosh said. "I think you're probably in over your head, but if you're enjoying yourself, so what? Life is too short, especially working for Torchwood, for us to sit back, play it safe, and be miserable instead of trying to have some fun."
"Does that mean you're going to ask Owen out," Ianto asked throwing up his arms to defend himself. They both laughed.
"No, but I never take my own advice."
"Giving out advice, are you," Jack said entering the room with a heavy looking piece of equipment that looked more like a weapon than a scanning device. He put it on his desk and shook his arms. "Advise me how I can get this thing back downstairs without pulling every muscle in my back."
"Magna clamp," Tosh and Ianto said at the same time. Jack had a blank expression for a moment than nodded and laughed.
"I told you he wasn't that clever," Ianto said loud enough to make sure Jack heard him.