Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or Doctor Who, if I did Jack and Ianto would have gotten the happy ending they deserved and Owen and Tosh would still be alive.

Chapter 5

It was the fresh smell of jasmine and the bright sunlight shining into his eyes that stirred Ianto. He yawned and went to stretch but the weight of the metal of the handcuffs against his wrists made that impossible.

'Wait, handcuffs?' What the…

Ianto's eyes flew open and he got his first look at the giant bedroom he was trapped in. He was lying on a king-sized bed that was covered in the silkiest sheets Ianto had ever felt, and he noticed that they were the deepest shade of red. But none of that mattered once Ianto noticed that his chest was bare and as he shifted his legs he could feel the coolness of the sheets brush against his bare skin.

'Dear God in heaven, I'm naked!' Ianto's horrified mind began running amuck with all the possibilities of how he got that way and he pulled – uselessly – against the handcuffs. All he succeeded in doing was chafe the skin of his wrists.

"Good morning, beautiful." A velvety smooth voice purred nearby.

A groan escaped Ianto's lips as his head fell back onto the pillow. "Please, Jack, please tell me you did not kidnap me, strip me naked and tie me to your bed?" Ianto begged as he rolled his head to look at the man who stood in the open doors that led to a balcony.

Jack grinned wildly at Ianto. "Okay, I won't."

"This is kidnapping!" Ianto growled at the other man as he rattled his cuffs in frustration.

Jack shook his head as he bounced over to the bed and plopped down beside Ianto, letting his eyes rake over every inch of the bare flesh before him. 'I was right; Ianto's skin does glow against the red!' "It's not kidnapping when we all know you belong to me," Jack happily informed him and he reached out to gently caress Ianto's chest with his fingertip.

Ianto's eyes narrowed with pure rage as he tried to avoid Jack's touch. "I do not belong to you! I am my own person! That means I belong to no one but myself!" he snapped at the other man.

Ianto's rage didn't seem to phase Jack at all and his smile just grew. "You're really hot when you're mad," he murmured as he focused on Ianto's mouth and before Ianto could come up with a response, Jack's lips silenced him.

Ianto hated the fact that he found himself responding to Jack's ardent kiss and even returning it. It was proving next to impossible for him to resist Jack in any way, shape or form.

Jack felt like jumping for joy as he felt his little mouse begin to return his kiss; he nipped at Ianto's bottom lip, wanting – demanding – entrance and as Ianto's petal-soft lips parted Jack wasted no time. He plundered Ianto's mouth, mapping and learning ever inch. When he heard the sounds Ianto was making, Jack smiled against his young man's mouth. 'He's enjoying himself!' Jack crowned silently.

Ianto wasn't a naïve, innocent man by any stretch of the imagination; he'd had his fair share of kisses, and even a few short-term partners. But nothing could have prepared him for being kissed by Jack Harkness. Ianto could not believe that a kiss could feel so right. He actually felt like he was flying, soaring through the cosmos, tethered to the Earth only by Jack's lips. He felt his eyes flutter closed as he submitted to the passionate force that was Jack Harkness.

The kiss last for several moments as Jack laid claim to what was his until the need for oxygen forced them to part. As they sucked air into their lungs, Jack gazed deeply into Ianto's eyes. "I'll un-cuff you, if you swear to me on your father's memory that you will not try to run or escape. And it won't matter where you run to, I will find you." Jack growled.

Ianto knew that Jack was deadly serious and he knew that he should be frightened, yet he didn't want to run. "I swear to you, Jack, I will not leave your side until you want me gone," Ianto vowed quietly.

A rarely seen genuine smile appeared on Jack's face. "Well then, gorgeous, forever it will be." He pressed a gentle kiss to Ianto's lips, sealing their vows. Pulling back to get a better view of Ianto's face, a leer appeared on Jack's handsome face. "So…" he drawled slowly, "does this mean we can have wild and passionate sex now?"

Ianto decided to tease Jack, just a little; after all, he deserved it for using the handcuffs without asking Ianto's permission first. "Sorry, Sir, but you're going to have to work for the right to even touch my arse." Ianto purred as he nipped at Jack's neck.

People had been addressing Jack as 'Sir' for years, but never before had it been a turn-on for Jack. As Ianto's said it, using those lush Welsh vowels that Jack found so unbearably sexy, the older man became utterly lost in a sea of lust. His eyes darkened and his lips curled back in a feral grin "Tease me all you want, my little mouse, but make no doubt about it, I will have you, soon."

Jack's voice was laced with pure lust and seduction and he rolled his body on top of Ianto's, gently thrusting his hips into Ianto's, letting Ianto feel just what he did to him. "I can't wait to hear you scream my name in pleasure. And it will happen sooner then you think. One word, gorgeous, that's all I need to hear from you and then I'll lock us in this room for days as I make love to you all day and all night."

Ianto would forever deny that he whimpered as he felt the strength of Jack's desire for him, a whimper that was quickly swallowed by Jack's mouth as he once again laid claim to Ianto's mouth. He reached up and undid the cuffs that were keeping Ianto pinned to the bed and unable to touch Jack.

Once his hands were free, Ianto grabbed a hold of Jack with both hands, sliding them around Jack's buttocks, up his back and then he did what he had longed to do from the moment he'd met the older man. He ran his hands through Jack's silky brown locks, twisting his fingers in the strands and pulling gently.

Their kisses grew hotter and more passionate with each passing moment and the rest of the world slowly faded away, leaving just the two of them afloat in a sea of red silk.

Tosh was worried; she hadn't heard from Ianto since he'd left earlier that morning. Ianto had promised he would call to let her know that he'd gotten home safely, and when Ianto promised he'd do something, he'd do it, no matter what. She paced anxiously between the front window, looking outside in hopes she'd see Ianto, and her telephone, willing Ianto to call her. "Ring, damn it!" she demanded loudly, and then she giggled nervously at her antics.

Taking a deep breath, Tosh forced herself to calm down; she needed to think clearly. "Okay, so I'll just happen to drop by Ianto's flat and if he simply forgot, then I'll give him a stern lecture and he'll have to make me coffee for the next three months." She refused to think anything bad had happened to her friend, but if the worst was true and Ianto was gone, and if Jack Harkness had hurt her friend in anyway, then he would have her to deal with. It would not be pretty.

As Tosh left her house she never noticed the dark eyes watching her from across the street. Taking a sip of her cooling coffee, Martha began to follow her prey. Jack had ordered her to keep an eye on the Asian beauty and Martha was going to have to come up with a way of thanking her boss for such a plum assignment.

Given the importance and sensitive nature of her work, Tosh had grown to know when she was being followed and judging by the way her hair was standing up on her neck, there was someone tailing her. Shifting her bag, she forced herself to keep a steady pace; it would do her no good to let her follower know that she knew she was on to them. 'Only a few more blocks to Ianto's flat.' She knew if she could make it that far then she could get a hold of John Smith or Harold Saxon.

A predatory grin spread across Martha's face as she watched her prey's shoulders tense up for a moment before relaxing. Normally such a thing would have gone unnoticed by most people, but Martha Jones wasn't most people. She'd been trained by the best, Jack Harkness himself. "So perhaps my little kitten does know she's being followed. Well, this is going to be fun." A small laugh escaped her lips.

As they grew closer to Ianto's flat, Martha slowed down a little; now that she knew where her prey was going, she changed direction and as Tosh went around the front, Martha took the back entrance. She was grateful that Jack had given her the security codes for the doors; Jake's hacking skills were second to none, and Martha was inside the building in seconds.

Using the spare key he'd given her for emergencies, Tosh unlocked and entered Ianto's flat. "Ianto Jones, you better have a good reason for not calling me like you promised!" she called out as the door closed behind her.

"Sorry, kitten, Ianto's not here, but I can help you." An amused female voice came from the shadows and Tosh gasped as Martha Jones came into view. Grinning like a hungry animal, Martha began to circle around the shaking Tosh, her dark eyes raking over every inch of the nervous genius' body. "Don't worry, I don't bite, not unless you ask nicely." She purred as she reached out and stroked Tosh's cheek.

Tosh took a step backwards, her dark eyes darting about desperately looking for a way to put some distance between her and the dusty-skinned Goddess before her. Not since Diane had anyone looked like they wanted to devour her whole. Martha was a hunter and Toshiko realised with a shiver of unexpected anticipation that she was the prey. Taking a deep breath Tosh bravely looked Martha in the eyes. "I'm looking for Ianto Jones. I know you know where he is and unless you want me to inform UNIT, then you better take me to him."

A wolfish grin spread across Martha's face. "So the little kitten has got some claws." Again, she hungrily trailed her eyes over every inch of Tosh's delicious looking body, making no attempts to hide her lecherous intent. "Jack's waiting to meet you so I'll take you to see both of them." Jack had wisely figured that given the strong bond of friendship between Tosh and Ianto that she would be the first to come looking for him.

Tosh's eyes narrowed as she considered Martha's offer. If she went with Martha she'd be able to see with her own eyes that Ianto was okay, which meant that she'd have some answers when Rhiannon and Donna and the others begin questioning her about Ianto's whereabouts. "I want your word that Ianto is safe and unharmed," Tosh demanded bravely. "And if he isn't, there will be no place in the universe any of you will be able to hide and it won't be UNIT who destroys you! It will be me!"

In that single moment Martha was reminded of her own relationship with Jack. They weren't and never would be romantically involved, but they had a strong bond of friendship. They'd die to protect one another just as they would destroy anyone who brought or sought to do either of them harm. "You have my word as a warrior and Jack's second-in-command, Ianto is fine; he's safe and sound." Martha made her promise all the while thinking, 'As safe as anyone can be when being seduced by Jack Harkness.'

Something must have shone in Martha's expression because Tosh's eyes narrowed even further and a low growl escaped her lips. Martha had to admit that she was extremely turned on by the sound. "I know you don't have any reason to trust me, but I promise you that Jack would never harm Ianto. I've never seen Jack act like this with anyone before. Ianto Jones must be something very special." Martha hoped the words she spoke from her heart helped to calm Tosh down.

Tosh allowed a smile to form on her face. "Ianto is special. He loves like I've never have seen before. When he loves someone he gives them his whole heart. He loves them so deeply that when they break his heart, it hurts all that much greater and it leaves deep scars. Jack had better be serious about Ianto or he'll learn first-hand why my nickname is 'Little Dragon'." Tosh's voice was laced with undeniable threat.

Martha's chocolaty-brown eyes sparkled with delight. "I think this could be the start of something beautiful," she teased before she turned serious. "Jack has been hurt in the past as well and given his job, he's been betrayed by both friends and colleagues. That's forced him to harden his heart, but I've seen the way he looks at Ianto and he has never looked at anyone like that. Not even Estelle made him feel such intense, even over-powering emotions." Martha shrugged; "If you want my opinion, I think they both need each other. Jack and Ianto are two broken halves that fit perfectly together."

Struck by how poetic Martha's words were, Tosh found herself hoping that the woman was right; from the way she spoke about Jack, he sounded like he truly cared about Ianto. "I'll still reserve the right to threaten Jack with bodily harm if he hurts Ianto." Tosh compromised with Martha.

A laugh escaped Martha lips. "Go right ahead! Jack and the others need to be threatened every once and in a while. Keeps their blood pumping."

Grumbling filled the endless hallways as John stalked towards Jack's master bedroom. "Nightingale, you so owe me for this. I have Andy naked and tied to our bed, just waiting for me and am I making him beg? Nooo! I have to go deliver Nightingale's damn message to our fearless leader." John was not at all happy about his assignment and he didn't care who knew it.

Reaching Jack's door John didn't bother to knock; instead he just pushed open the door and entered. "Better make sure nothing's showing that you don't want seen, Eye-Candy." To John's dismay, and most likely Jack's as well, both Jack and Ianto were fully clothed and sitting out on Jack's balcony with a breakfast feast laid out before them. "Aww, and here I was hoping to get a glimpse of Eye-Candy's goodies." John pouted playful, although he wasn't really kidding. He wouldn't have minded seeing Ianto's package for himself.

A low and very dangerous growl escaped Jack's lips. "Eyes off my Welshman, Hart; he's for my eyes only." Jack warned John with a glare. "What do you want anyway? Can't you see I'm enjoying my time with my little mouse?"

The pout disappeared instantly from John's face as he scowled deeply, remembering why he was there and not with Andy. Finally a smile spread across his face; he was looking forward to meeting Toshiko Sato for himself. "Martha called; she's coming in with Eye-Candy's, friend Tosh, and it seems the little fire-breathing dragon wants to have words with you." John's eyes gleamed. "Okay, so she's going to threaten you with bodily harm if you're thinking of hurting your sweet little piece of Eye-Candy here."

An amused smile twitched at the corners of Jack's lips as he watched Ianto hang his head, and there was no way he could hide the blush that was steeling over his cheeks. Ianto had never been so embarrassed, even though he wouldn't put such a promise past his best friend. Tosh was ferociously protective over those she loved, much like a mother hen with her chicks.

Ianto fought back the smirk that suddenly wanted to appear. 'It might do Jack some good to be taken down a peg or two.' Suddenly Ianto couldn't wait for Jack to have his first meeting with the delicate Oriental fire-breathing dragon known as Toshiko Sato. Perversely, Ianto couldn't help hoping that he was in the same room when Jack and Tosh met.

Not being able to take his eyes off of Ianto for more than a few seconds at a time, Jack quickly noticed the wicked gleam that entered his future lover's eyes and he suddenly found himself fearing his first meeting with Tosh. 'I'm Jack Harkness! I don't fear anyone. A little bit of charm and Tosh will be putty in my hands.' Jack decided, his mood bolstered by pure confidence.

TBC…