A/N:

This chapter contains man-on-man action. It was a special request and I'm not happy with how it came out, but my friend Jason who requested it was happy so I'm going ahead with it. Not much happens, but it does delay ending the story!

Chapter 26 – Captain Jack is the Tortoise

The good thing, Ianto long ago decided, about coming into the Hub at a God awful hour before the Sun had even begun thinking about rising and shining, was he could have time to organize his thoughts and make the plan for the day without interruption. Unless Jack was up to interrupting him which was a whole other reason to appreciate having the Hub to themselves.

Ianto entered the Hub and headed to the coffee machine. He efficiently made two cups of coffee and headed to Jack's office with coffee and bagels in tow. He was hoping this would be one of Jack's mornings to want to interrupt him. He was specifically hoping he'd interrupt him on the desk. Or maybe the sofa.

A snort came from the sofa as he passed it. Ianto didn't recall Jack ever making that kind of noise. A low moan followed the snort and Ianto jogged to see if he was okay. He stared for a moment trying to piece together what he was seeing.

"He'll be out for hours," Jack said putting a hand on Ianto's shoulder startling him.

"What is he doing here," Ianto asked trying not to sound petulant. This was his time, his and Jack's time, not Owen's.

"He said what I deciphered to mean he got a message from you to come in early so he came here straight from the bar. He passed out on the couch after bursting into tears and saying he couldn't stand the memories. I just keep rolling him over to make sure he doesn't puke and aspirate on it." Jack pulled Ianto closer to him.

"Glad I missed it," Ianto said.

"I'm hoping he isn't having an after effect from the Zenaubian Cube. If I got the power conversion wrong, maybe it was more broken than I realized. I thought he would be a better."

"Don't blame yourself." Ianto didn't like Jack's tone. He wondered if the others would cause so much trouble if they knew how personally Jack took it. "He's been in a bad way since Diane left. He wasn't in a great way before that. He's still getting over his Weevil cage dance."

"I just feel like I'm letting him down." Jack kissed Ianto's temple. "I think I'm letting all of you down just like I let Suzie down."

"If I believed that would I have brought you bagels this morning?" Jack looked back at the tray perched on his desk.

"You know bringing me bagels is my second favorite way for you to show me you appreciate me," Jack said flashing a large, but seemingly sincere smile at Ianto.

Ianto was happy to see Jack smile, but he still thought his eyes looked sad. He didn't know how to make Jack feel better in the long term, but he did know how to distract him in the short term.

"We could take breakfast in the bunker. I'm feeling particularly expressive today. I've been thinking about demonstrating my appreciation all morning." Ianto tried not to grin and it came out as a crooked smile. Jack swooped in and kissed his crooked lips. Ianto marveled at how Jack could turn from somber to passionate so quickly. He moaned into Jack's mouth as their kiss deepened. He heard an answering moan and stepped back. He'd forgotten about Owen. Jack rolled his eyes and Ianto tried not to smile at how it made him look like a small child denied a sweet.

"He's out for the count! We could fuck on top of him and he wouldn't notice!"

"Jack", Ianto said blandly, "that image might have turned me permanently impotent." Jack laughed, wrapped his arms around Ianto pulling him close and attacked his neck with his lips.

"Feels like I've found a cure," Jack said grinding his pelvis against Ianto. "Let's go to my office and verify." Ianto let Jack lead him into his office. He wanted to continue down to Jack's bedroom, but Jack had other ideas. He peeled Ianto's jacket off and carefully placed it over the arm of a chair.

"I'd be more comfortable with a little more privacy," Ianto said undoing his cuffs.

"Seriously, he isn't going to wake up," Jack said slipping his suspenders down. "And what if he does? He finds out what he should have figured out a long time ago and gets a cheap thrill to boot!"

"And you'd be happy with him finding out! Just remember, he'll run straight to Gwen and what do you think she'll say, hmmm?" Ianto kicked his shoes off and removed his trousers. He folded them gently over his jacket.

"I really don't care what she or anyone else says," Jack said pulling his t-shirt and shirt over his head in one. "My guess is she'd be mad she didn't figure it out for herself. Then she and Owen will both be angry when they find out Tosh already knew."

"I'm not sure how I feel about them knowing. Part of me likes the idea that this," Ianto said gesturing between him and Jack, "is about us and not about Torchwood." He slipped his boxer briefs to the floor then gracefully scooped them up.

"I like that excuse more than you being ashamed of me," Jack said smiling. Ianto dropped to his knees in front of Jack and made quick work of his zipper.

"I'm not ashamed of you," Ianto said. He didn't add that he was ashamed, or perhaps embarrassed was a better word, of his own emotions. In truth, he wasn't even too bothered about Owen and Gwen finding out. He simply wanted to get a handle on his infatuation before that happened so he had an idea what kind of retort to give. Was that such a bad thing? Ianto pulled Jack's trousers and underwear down to his ankles. He wrapped a hand around Jack's slowly growing erection.

"If we keep going like we're going, they are going to find out," Jack said reaching down and lifting Ianto's face to look at him.

"I guess they find out then," Ianto said. He realized Jack was going to say something and he could sense it was something he didn't want to hear. Still looking up at Jack, Ianto flicked his tongue against Jack's tip. He stretched his tongue out as far as he could and slapped the underside of Jack's cock against it. Jack's eyes, still locked with Ianto's, lost focus and Ianto knew he'd effectively ended the conversation.

Ianto finally looked away as he closed his lips around the head of Jack's cock. He sucked hard, but didn't take him any deeper. He stroked Jack's shaft roughly.

"Ianto," Jack moaned. "Please…just…uhnnn…" Jack's fingers worked through Ianto's hair and into his scalp. He pushed another inch into Ianto's mouth then pulled it back. "Need…more…"

Ianto abruptly sucked Jack into his mouth until he was at risk of choking. He pulled Jack out of his mouth, but continued his hard strokes with his hand.

"Is that what you want, sir? Do you want me to take your cock down my throat?"

"Oh God," Jack groaned. "You are such a fucking tease! And you have no idea what you talking dirty does to me." Ianto drooled and licked Jack's shaft. "Ianto…"

"Is that better? A little smoother," Ianto asked tightening his grip. "Or would you prefer, sir, as we are in your office, for you to fuck me on your desk?"

"Is that what you want," Jack asked smirking and running his fingers through Ianto's hair.

"That was along the lines of my thoughts this morning," Ianto said mock seriously. He licked his lips. "I was waiting at the bakery for the bagels and I thought wouldn't it be nice if I get into the office and Captain Harkness is so happy about getting breakfast he decides to show me how pleased he is by bending me over his desk and fucking me with his big, hard dick." He waited for Jack's stuttered breath. "It was just a thought."

"Your dirty mind makes me wish for telepathy," Jack said encouraging Ianto to stand. "Sit here," Jack said patting the blotter on his desk.

Ianto tidied some papers then sat where Jack had indicated while Jack rummaged through a drawer. Ianto was proud of himself for sounding so calm when he was filled with bouncing ping pong balls of anxiety. He felt a little self-conscious and was suddenly concerned with where to put his hands. Ianto finally settled on holding onto the edge of the desk with one hand and stroking his cock with the other.

"A ha," Jack said triumphantly waving a bottle of lube in front of Ianto's face.

"How convenient," Ianto said closing his eyes and biting his bottom lip. He began rubbing faster.

"Hey," Jack said pulling Ianto's hand away and replacing it with his own. "That's my job," he said giving Ianto's cock a few brisk strokes. "Let's make you more comfortable." Jack pulled Ianto to the edge of the desk then pushed his torso back.

Before Ianto could say anything, Jack kissed him. Ianto was amused to think he wasn't the only one who could stop conversation from happening. Ianto was so distracted by Jack's lips, he was only vaguely aware of Jack positioning his legs. He felt lube covered fingertips on his perineum then rubbing down to his anus. Jack broke the kiss and repositioned Ianto a little more.

"Why don't you tell me more about your daydream while I help myself to the buffet," Jack said. He ghosted tiny kisses along Ianto's erection. "Give me details." Jack wriggled a fingertip against Ianto's asshole as he wriggle his tongue against the underside of Ianto's cock.

"Mmphf," Ianto groaned. "I was imagining you grabbing me and kissing me, forcing your tongue into my mouth."

Jack pushed his finger in as he simultaneously deep throated Ianto. Ianto bucked and twisted, but Jack didn't let him get away and sucked harder. Ianto tried to contain his moans and exclamations with varying degrees of success. After a particularly brutal assault on his prostate combined with Jack's continued suction and a tug on his balls, Ianto covered his mouth. The feel of Jack chuckling around his cock didn't help. Jack's mouth released him with an obscene slurping sound.

"Aren't you going to continue? I'm sure your daydream didn't end with kissing." Jack kissed Ianto's stomach then licked a crooked trail downward.

Ianto tried to ignore Jack's ministrations and catch his breath. He was about to speak when he felt Jack open him wider. Jack swirled his tongue around Ianto's tip.

"Go ahead," Jack said innocently.

"Well…uhhn…you were desperate and needy…Christ!...and you all but tore my trousers. You pulled my pants down just enough so you could have access…there! Oooh! Oooh yeah! You manhandled me until I was bent over your desk. You were being lewd and whispering in my ear about how hard you were going to fuck me…Uhnng Jack!"

"Interesting," Jack said biting his lip. "I don't seem to be the needy and desperate one at the moment." He twisted his fingers inside Ianto to punctuate his statement.

"Fuck! I didn't get…ugh…this kind of prep in my daydream…"

"What did I do after I told you I was going to fuck you? Hard," Jack added. Ianto laughed.

"You fucked me, hard. You pounded into me frantically…oh God Jack!"

"I'll keep that in mind for next time," Jack said smiling smugly. He gave Ianto's cock a few strokes timed with gentle thrusts with his fingers and stood up. He rubbed his hands over Ianto's torso then bent down and delicately kissed his lips. "This time I'm going for thoroughness." He kissed across Ianto's cheek to his ear. "You might have fantasized about it being hard and fast, but you're getting it slow and deep."

Jack grabbed Ianto's ass and lifted him off the desk. With slow, painful precision, Jack entered Ianto and equally slowly lowered Ianto effectively impaling him on Jack's erection. Ianto opened his eyes and was surprised to find Jack's face close to his with Jack's eyes gazing back into Ianto's. Those beautiful, blue eyes that could force overwhelming emotions from him now were dragging especially unsettling feelings to the forefront. Ianto could read lust in Jack's eyes, but he could also see something more personal, something almost tender. Ianto briefly wondered as the moment drew on if what he was seeing was actually what Jack saw in his eyes simply being reflected.

True to his word, Jack pressed his full length into Ianto and stopped. Jack nuzzled Ianto's ear.

"That's the deep part," he whispered. He licked the shell of Ianto's ear then sucked gently on his ear lobe. "Have you ever felt so full?"

Ianto groaned a negative. He wasn't sure if it was Jack's lack of movement or the angle, but he was feeling more filled by the moment. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was making him want more. More of what Ianto wasn't certain.

"Does it bother you how well we fit together," Jack asked caressing a nipple. Ianto was glad to hear a little strain in Jack's voice.

"No – 's perfect," Ianto said barely getting the words out. Ianto tried to move his hips, but Jack had very efficiently immobilized him. Jack bit into Ianto's shoulder then licked the same place.

"It's pretty damned close," Jack said with a laugh.

Normally Ianto would have been angry at Jack for making fun of him, but he couldn't find anything but affection in his thoughts. He realized, with what should have been a frightening certainty, but was more a calm resignation, that he loved Jack. This was more than an infatuation. It went beyond sex, affection, loyalty, and gratitude. He loved him. He only hoped Jack didn't realize it.

Slowly, Jack pulled out of Ianto almost completely then equally slowly he pushed back in. He leaned up and took some of the weight off Ianto. He repeated the slow movement and Ianto was able to lift his hips encouraging him to move faster.

"Uh uh uh," Jack chastised leaning down on Ianto again. "We do this at my pace and I'm not in any kind of hurry."

He kissed Ianto's lips lightly then flicked his tongue out and traced his bottom lip. Ianto parted his lips and Jack slipped his tongue inside with the same slow desire he was intent on torturing Ianto with. At least that was how Ianto felt as Jack continued to move in and out of Ianto with a motion that couldn't be described as a thrust so much as a shuffle. It wasn't unpleasant so Ianto decided to let Jack do as he pleased at the speed he wanted and he'd just relax and enjoy it. He gently rubbed his tongue against Jack's and both men moaned.

"That's my good soldier," Jack said slipping his hand between their bodies and ghosting his fingers over Ianto's heated erection. "I lead. You follow." He gripped Ianto's cock tighter and rewarded Ianto with a shorter, harder inward stroke perfectly dragging against his prostate. "Even after I'm done, you're gonna still feel this. You're gonna feel me inside you all day. You won't be able to think of anything else. You'll be begging me to fuck you again by lunch."

"Prolly," Ianto said taking a deep breath. "Wouldn't mind…ummm…a little more…gawwww…fucking now."

Jack kissed him again and smiled predatorily. He attacked Ianto's collar bone with his mouth and sucked hard leaving a bright red mark.

"Slow and steady," Jack began as he moved slowly and steadily, "wins the race. Besides, I have to take my time. I don't want to finish before Owen wakes up and gets an eyeful!"

Ianto's already wide eyes reached the popping stage and he tried to scamper up on the desk. Jack held him firm and laughed.

"Don't panic! I'm joking. Maybe." Jack ran a hand through Ianto's hair. "You are so hot when you're worried about getting caught." Jack gave Ianto several faster thrusts. "So hard to hold back and not pound your ass."

"Fuck Jack! Aaahoohh! Pound my arse! Yes," Ianto said his voice rising in volume as the feeling of Jack finally moving pushed aside his worries about being caught.

Jack stopped. Ianto whined from the sudden lack of friction.

"It's my turn to be the tease," Jack said with an impish smile before making a matching hickey on Ianto's other collar bone. "Think of it as punishment for all the times you've made me wait."

Through his lust addled mind Ianto could still remember a dozen times he had made Jack wait for the others to leave or for Myfanwy to be fed or, honestly, just for the fun of seeing him grow frustrated. He closed his eyes and nodded. It wasn't like he was going to tell Jack no and it was an exquisite kind of torture.