Missing Small Worlds Scenes 2

A/N: This has been bugging me for weeks now, so I have to get rid of it. And I've tried and tried and tried, but I couldn't come up with a version where this is just about acceptable but not M-Rated. Also, I've never written anything M-Rated before, so reviews would be appreciated more than usual!

A/N2: This one's set after the episode BTW.

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Looking at his empty scotch bottle, Jack thought he must've had enough to drink by now.

He sighed. He thought. He'd drunk a whole bottle of decent, vintage scotch and he was still completely sober. And people thought immortality would make life better.

When the door to his office opened, Jack couldn't help but be shocked. He was sure that no-one was talking to him after Jasmine.

It was Ianto. Why was he here? Oh yeah, he hadn't come along. He didn't ever come out into the field did he? Maybe he wasn't completely sober then.

The Welshman came right over to his desk and picked up his empty bottle and glass. "I think you've had enough."

Jack smiled. Great minds did indeed think alike. Even if one of them was intoxicated. He nodded his confirmation at Ianto and watched his arse appreciatively as he left the office.

The younger man came back up a few minutes later with the now clean empty glass and a cloth. He put the glass back in its cupboard and mopped up some split scotch that was on Jack's desk.

When he was finished he looked Jack right in the eye and said "You did the right thing." Then turned to leave.
Jack looked at him for a second before asking "They told you what happened?"
Ianto turned back and nodded. "Apparently you gave the 'chosen one' to the fairies, leaving her mother heart-broken which is only made worse because she'd seen her partner killed mere minutes beforehand. The others then insisted that it was a horrible thing to do but I have to disagree. I reminded them that you can't always win at Torchwood, sometimes people need to die for the greater good, I should know. They then proceeded to repeat the whole story but with more disgust in their voices so I repeated my statement. This went on for about 10 minutes and then they all stormed out as one. I shouldn't worry about them though, sir. They'll come around. Everyone comes around."

He turned to leave again. Jack was shocked for about a micro-second, and then, without thinking, he ran out of his chair, whipped Ianto around and hugged him.

Ianto stood frozen in his arms for a second then cautiously put his arms around the older man.

Jack then, without thinking, pulled back slightly and kissed Ianto tenderly on the lips. Ianto returned the kiss for a few seconds before pulling away violently. He regarded Jack with a look that was a mix of shock, disgust and pleasure then practically ran out of the office.

Jack watched him go, once again admiring the view, before he realised what had happened and ran after Ianto.

"Ianto wait!" he shouted when he saw the Welshman reaching for his coat. He stopped in front of him.
"What the hell was that?" Ianto shouted back before Jack could say anything else.
"Umm, a kiss?"
"Well obviously!"
"Then why did you ask!"
"Okay, let me rephrase my question: Why the hell did you do that?"

Jack didn't know how to answer that.

Ianto sighed. "Look, I understand that you've had quite a bit to drink, so why don't we just chalk this up to the fact that you're drunk and pretend it never happened, okay?"
Jack shook his head. "No. I'm sorry, but I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because you kissed me back!"
Ianto stared at Jack with his jaw on the floor for a moment. "Don't be ridiculous."
"You did!" Jack, rather childishly pointed an accusing finger at the Welshman. "Don't deny it!"

There was a slightly awkward silence with both men frozen in place, not sure what to say to each other.

Eventually Ianto gave up. He sighed. "Okay. I kissed you back. But I didn't mean to, it was just…" he searched for the right word. "Instinct?"
"Instinct? How is kissing me back instinct?"
"I don't know, it just…is! Someone kisses you, you kiss them back: its instinct!"
Jack sighed and looked at his feet. "I'm sorry." He mumbled.
"Sorry? Why are you sorry?"
Jack still didn't look at him. "If you kissing me back was just instinct, then you obviously didn't want to kiss me back."
Ianto put two fingers under Jack's chin and made the immortal look at him. "I didn't say that."

Ianto smiled when he saw the instant change in Jack's facial expression: he went from depressed to ecstatic faster than Ianto thought possible.

Ianto took a deep breath then gently pressed their lips together again. Jack smiled into the kiss and ran his tongue over Ianto's lips, gently nudging them open.

As their tongues battled for dominance, Jack led them back up to his office.

Once they reached the office, Jack kicked his manhole open. He broke the kiss at last, and, panting, gesturing at the manhole with his head, silently asking Ianto for permission for things to go further. Ianto read his eyes and nodded.

Jack climbed down and started taking his clothes off. Thanks to many years of practice, he was completely naked by the time Ianto joined him in his makeshift bedroom.

Jack started with Ianto's tie. He then unbuttoned his jacket agonisingly slowly, then did the same with his shirt, throwing both into a corner with his clothes. He treated his trousers and underwear the same way.

When Ianto was standing naked in front of him, Jack took a step back, admiring the naked beauty of the man. He felt himself grow harder as Ianto gave him a once-over too.

He strode – there was no other way to describe it – over to Ianto and pulled him back into his arms and kissed him furiously, grinning into the younger man's lips as Ianto returned the action.

Jack pulled Ianto towards the bed and gently lowered both of them onto it. They both moaned loudly as their groins rubbed together. Jack reached between them and took Ianto's cock in his hand and stroked it gently, smiling against Ianto's lips as the younger man moaned again, making Jack impossibly harder.

Jack reluctantly detached his lips from Ianto's and leaned pulled some lube out of his bedside table.

Ianto followed Jack's every move with his eyes. He'd never had sex with another man, but he cottoned on to what the lube was for quickly. He swallowed nervously; kissing Jack had removed all coherent thought from his mind, and now that it came down to it, he wasn't sure if he was ready for this.

Jack seemed to read his mind when he met his eyes. He tenderly traced Ianto's jaw. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to."

Ianto swallowed again. Jack's 51st Century pheromones were nearly suffocating him so he couldn't think straight. But at the same time, looking at the man laying on top of him, he realised he had never wanted someone as badly as he wanted Jack right now. And he almost couldn't believe that Jack wanted him too. Looking back up at Jack, Ianto nodded.

Jack didn't need any more encouragement. He squeezed some lube onto his fingers, his eyes never leaving Ianto's. When he gently inserted a finger into Ianto's opening, Ianto gasped at the sensation, but nodded to make sure Jack continued. One finger soon became two, then three, and Jack had Ianto gasping and moaning under him.

Jack removed his fingers and started to slick up his cock. He smirked when he heard Ianto whimper at the loss.

The whimpering was soon replaced by more gasping and moaning, this time from both men, as Jack inserted his cock where his fingers had been previously.

Ianto looked up at Jack once the older man was inside of him. Almost as soon as blue met blue, pain became immense pleasure, and Ianto nodded, begging Jack with his eyes to continue.

Jack took the message and started to move, slowly at first, but speeding up quickly. He took Ianto's cock in his hand and pumped it in time with his thrusts.

Mixed with the fact that it was his first time with a man – let alone Jack – and the fact that he was with Jack meant Ianto couldn't hold one very long, and soon he was coming all over both of their stomachs.

Feeling Ianto tighten around him pushed Jack to the edge too.

As they lay curled up together in post-coital bliss, Jack whispered in Ianto's ear "Thank you."
"For what?" Ianto whispered back.
"For cheering me up."

Ianto could only laugh.

A/N : As I said, reviews would be appreciated more than usual! *points nervously at Review button*