Chapter 4: Jack and Ianto
"All right, so the rift has been fairly quiet today, no new Weevil sightings or warnings, and we dispatched a very dangerous man. I say we all take a few hours off. Ianto, I'm taking you for dinner. Everyone else, we meet back here at 2300 for a night shift." Jack swept Ianto from the hub.
Ianto followed his lover, glad to spend some time with him outside of the Hub for once. Jack took Ianto to one of his favorite restaurants, just around the corner. "Anything on the menu, anything you want."
The Welshman nodded, but he still ordered lightly because he always felt odd taking money from people; plus he was more interested in spending time with Jack than eating. The immortal ordered his food and a large bottle of wine for them to share. The wine arrived first, and he poured them rather large glasses; Ianto took a sip and looked into Jack's eyes for a moment, not saying anything. "What are you thinking about?" he asked; he could never figure the man out completely.
"I'm thinking about you, how gorgeous your lips are, and I suppose I'm thinking about Sherlock. I only hope the boy will be fine." Jack downed half his glass, refilling it quickly.
"He will be," Ianto assured him, reaching across the table to take Jack's hand. Jack squeezed back, the touch very relaxing. "Is it awful that I want to snog you senseless right now?"
"I wouldn't complain," Ianto smirked.
"Scoot around here, then. You're so far away." Jack grinned, pulling Ianto around the table, happy there were in a semi-secluded booth in the corner. "Much better," he whispered, tilting Ianto's chin up to kiss him. Ianto kissed Jack happily; it felt so ordinary, dinner, wine, kissing, and no aliens or horrible things happening around them, a welcome change of pace. Jack deepened the kiss, humming softly as he stroked Ianto's face, pulling his lover just a bit closer.
"I really love kissing you," Jack murmured, licking Ianto's lips before kissing him hard again.
"Mutual." Ianto managed before Jack crashed back down on his lips. He parted them slightly, forgetting they were in public and only focusing on the man in front of him. Jack grinned, one hand caressing Ianto's cheek, the other holding the Welshman's head in place.
Ianto heard somebody clear their throat. The waiter. Oops. He looked up, flushing slightly and turning back to face forward, but not completely, still close to Jack.
"Your food," the waiter said, clearly disapproving.
"Just set it down here, thanks," Jack replied as he pointed to the space in front of him, winking at the man. Leaning forward so that his lips just brushed his lover's ear, he whispered, "How about we take the food to go?"
Ianto chuckled. "Sounds good," he said, shivering at Jack's voice. "I still have my stopwatch, just in case," he told him.
Jack felt his trousers start to grow tight, and he called the waiter over, making up a story about a previous engagement they were late for. The food was promptly packed and the bill paid as Jack led Ianto from the restaurant, back to the Hub. Ianto nearly jumped over the counter of the tourist shop in his eagerness, hitting the button to let them in quickly. Jack chuckled, following his lover back to the bunker. "Shall you top or shall I, love?"
Ianto turned to Jack. "You. I like it when you take charge," he purred as they reached the bunker, laying back on the bed and waiting for his lover. Jack raised an eyebrow, slipping out of his coat and dropping his suspenders before sauntering over to stand next to the bed. He reached down to stroke Ianto's cheek. "Undo my pants," he said.
Ianto did as he was told, unbuttoning Jack's trousers. He leaned up and pulled the zipper down with his teeth. Jack hissed, Oooooh, he's good. When they were undone, Jack dropped his pants and boxers, nudging his cock against Ianto's lips. "You know what to do, darling," he whispered.
Ianto flicked his tongue out, teasing the tip of Jack's cock before taking it in his mouth again, sucking gently. Jack groaned, hands fisting in Ianto's hair. "Yeah, right-ooooooooh!"
Ianto continued, placing his hands on Jack's hips to keep him from bucking and making the man gag; Jack forced himself to remain still until he couldn't stand it. Pulling out, he yanked Ianto to his feet and kissed him, ravishing his mouth as he pulled at the younger man's clothes. Ianto kissed back, shedding his Jacket and tie quickly and moving to unbutton his shirt. He moaned softly into the immortal's mouth.
As soon as the Welshman was stripped, Jack shoved him onto the bed, crawling on top of him. They continued to kiss, locked in a hot snog, gently grinding against each other; Ianto moaned at the friction, arching his spine so his chest pressed against Jack's. "J-Jack," he groaned, his eyelids fluttering.
"Beg for it, love."
"Jack, please." Ianto whimpered, his breathing ragged. Grabbing the bottle of lube from the floor, Jack slicked himself up quickly; kissing Ianto with abandon, Jack slid in, slowly as he hadn't prepped his lover, making sure Ianto could take it. Ianto groaned as Jack entered him. It was a bit uncomfortable, but he would adjust quickly. "Ungh, Jack..." he moaned.
Jack broke the kiss to suck on Ianto's earlobe, slowly pulling out and thrusting back in. "Oh, fuck it all, Jesus, Ianto!"
Ianto moaned loudly this time, silently thankful that nobody was around. "Oh god," he whimpered, his lover angling himself and trying to find just the right spot, there. "Oh fuck, Jack!" he cried out. Jack was moving faster now, driving into Ianto without hesitation, sucking on his neck until he left a dark bruise.
"Ohhh, Jack right there, yes! Fuck!" Ianto called out as Jack ravished his body. He was close. "Almost there," he panted.
"Come for me, darling, Ianto, love." Jack reached down and stroked Ianto in time with his thrusts, knowing all Ianto had to do was start and Jack would be finished. His lover obliged, shouting Jack's name as he came, orgasm rocketing through his body. Jack buried himself in Ianto as he rode out his own orgasm, whimpering his lover's name against his sweaty chest. They lay there for a long time, not moving as they reveled in the post-coital haze.
"God, I could do that all day," Ianto panted as he came back to Earth, snuggling against Jack as they lay there. Jack chuckled, rolling off Ianto in favor of snuggling the man to his chest. "So could I. You're bloody amazing."
"You weren't so bad yourself," Ianto purred, placing his hands on Jack's chest. The Captain stroked Ianto's short hair, kissing his forehead. "Thanks, love, The things you do to me..." He trailed off, lost in thoughts of the two of them. Ianto rested his head on his lover's chest, spacing out for a few minutes and staring at the wall in thought.
"Whatcha thinking about, love?"
"You," Ianto told him. "Just thinking."
"What about me? How dead sexy I am?" Jack teased, "Or something else?"
"You're immortal," Ianto replied. "And as I get older, if by some miracle I live to grow old, you aren't going to want to be with me anymore."
Jack felt his heart constrict. He propped himself up next to the man. "Look at me," he whispered. Ianto sat up, looking into Jack's eyes, his own expression pained.
"I didn't choose this. Hell, if I could, I'd give it up right now. I hate knowing I'll live forever, regardless of when it comes in handy. But I would give up everything, and I do mean everything, if it meant I could have a normal life with you. Christ, Ianto, do you have any idea how much I love you? Even though I don't say it that much, didn't really say it until today?"
Ianto nodded. "I know it isn't your fault. I just, I don't want you to forget me," he told him.
"What makes you think I could ever-would ever forget you?" Jack pulled Ianto in for a kiss, a long, deep, wonderful kiss. He held the younger man close to his chest after, cradling him and kissing his head.
"Because you've already lived a thousand life times and you'll live thousands more. I'm just a blip in time for you," Ianto murmured. "But I'll enjoy it while I can."
"You'll always be more than a blip in time for me, love. If I could find a way to keep you with me until I died for good, I would."
"Thank you," Ianto said, curling his fingers against Jack's chest. "I needed that."
"Of course." Jack lifted Ianto's fingers to his lips, kissing each one in turn before kissing the palm, tracing the creases in the skin lightly with his tongue. Ianto smiled, closing his eyes at the sweet gesture.
"I love you, Jack," he murmured. He wished it could always be like this, laying in bed, talking, kissing.
"And I you," Jack purred, kissing Ianto's palm as if he were making out with it, his lips moving to the Welshman's wrist. Ianto moaned softly as Jack's lips touched the sensitive skin. Jack offered his own wrist to Ianto, begging with his eyes. Ianto took it, kissing it before biting down on the skin gently.
Jack groaned. "Fuck it all, Ianto." He let his lover work his wrist, fighting every urge he had to move.
Ianto grinned into the skin at the sounds he elicited from the man. He bit down a little harder before licking the red mark to soothe it. Jack mirrored Ianto's motions, teeth grazing his wrist before he slowly kissed his way up Ianto's arm. Ianto moaned, following Jack's lead and kissing up the man's arm to meet him in the middle.
They reached the crooks of each others' arms at the same time, lips wandering together in a perfect, sweet kiss. Ianto smiled into it, enjoying spending this precious time with Jack. They would have to get back to work in a few hours, so they could enjoy each other's company for the time being. They snogged for a long time, possibly hours; Jack just lost track of the time after a while. He could spend the rest of his life like this.
Ianto reached his hands up, running them through Jack's hair. His lover finally broke the kiss only to start sucking on the tender spot on Ianto's neck. Ianto whimpered beneath the Captain's touch, "Oh god Jack you know what that does to me," he murmured.
Jack hummed against Ianto's throat, sending vibrations from his body to his lover's, making Ianto squirm. "Oh god, you're awful," he chuckled breathily, not actually trying to stop him.
"Then do something about it," Jack purred, licking a trail up to Ianto's ear.
He put his hands on Jack's chest, pushing and rolling over so that he was on top of Jack, straddling his hips. They were still naked, and he moaned a bit as they rubbed against each other. Jack got hard fast, grinning up naughtily at Ianto. "What are you going to do with me, sexy?"
Ianto grinned and leaned down, sucking on a spot just behind Jack's ear that he knew drove the man wild. Jack whimpered, going stiff for a minute before relaxing into Ianto's embrace. "Oh, fuck me," he groaned, rubbing Ianto's back.
"With pleasure," Ianto said with a smirk. He was always a bit iffy topping, but he did his best. Jack pried Ianto off his neck and kissed him. "You are amazing," he whispered, staring into Ianto's eyes before ravishing the man's mouth once more.
Ianto moaned into Jack's mouth, grinding his hips downward to meet Jack's. Jack thrust up, knowing he wouldn't last too long this time. "Quick, love," he whispered.
Ianto nodded. "What do you want me to do?" he asked, wanting to make sure Jack got as much out of this as possible.
"Whatever you want. I'm not long for it; you do too much to me already."
"Same here." Ianto said. He decided to lean down again, propping himself on his elbows on either side of Jack's head. He ground their hips together, moaning softly against Jack's mouth.
The slow, torturous burn nearly sent Jack right off. "Jesus Christ," he groaned, tilting his head back. Ianto smiled, continuing the motion. He would slowly grind his hips downward, arching his back slightly. Jack was panting already; he could feel Ianto's breath just on his neck, his cock dripping and aching. "God, faster, I need you," he whimpered, at the mercy of his lover.
Ianto nodded, moving faster, his breathing was ragged as he leaned his head in, sucking on the spot behind Jack's ear again. Jack couldn't breathe; there was only Ianto, there would only ever be Ianto as long as he could make this last. With a shudder and a cry, he came, back arching up, his chest hitting his lover's. Ianto's hips bucked and he came shortly after, leaning down and biting into Jack's shoulder firmly enough to be felt, but not hurt.
Jack chuckled weakly, gasping for breath. "Fucking hell, Ianto."
Ianto grinned as he collapsed next to Jack for the second time. "Language, Jack," he teased again like he had earlier that day. Jack growled playfully, tugging his blankets up over them. "You're a tease and God help me, I love you to death."
"I love you too, Jack," Ianto replied, curling up against Jack's body for warmth. The immortal set his alarm. "Sleep. I'll protect you," he whispered. Ianto smirked. "Whatever you say, Captain," he told him, closing his eyes.
Jack waited until Ianto was asleep, his breathing even. "I wish I could change what I am for you," he murmured against the Welshman's hair. "I'd do it in a second if it meant I got to spend the rest of my life with you."
It was my co-writer's idea to have that particular speech of Ianto's, and of course, I agree with everything and regret nothing. Off to see how the young Holmes is coping with the move in the next Chapter...