Chapter 6: Own and Toshiko

"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.

Owen walked over to Tosh. "Still want to go out for drinks?"

"Yes!" Tosh tried not to sound too eager, but Owen was giving her that smile again. The doctor offered his arm to Tosh in a silly gesture as he led her from the Hub. Tosh took it, blushing and grinning; she waved goodbye to Gwen as Owen took her to one of his favorite spots.

Owen brought Tosh up to the bar, sitting and ordering drinks for the two of them. "So, how are you doing, Toshiko?" he asked.

Tosh blushed, mentally kicking herself for it. "I-I'm fine. Bit tired from work and all, but managing. And you?" She looked anywhere but Owen's mouth, finally settling for his eyes.

"Fine, yeah," Owen said. "Long day, wasn't it?"

"Very long. I think it was the lack of sleep and then disintegrating a person that did it. God, you were so brave doing that, Owen. How did you manage it? I couldn't even watch at the end."

"Somebody had to do it," Owen replied quietly. "I mean, I'm not saying I enjoyed it or anything, but the bastard deserved it."

"Yeah, he really did, especially to do all those awful things to a child." Their drinks arrived and Tosh raised hers. To us, she thought "To new beginnings."

"To new beginnings," Owen echoed, clinking his drink against Tosh's. "What made you ask me out today, anyway. Not that I mind or anything." Owen asked.

Tosh almost choked on her drink, turning just a bit pink. "Well, I-I've wanted to for a while now, actually. You don't mind, do you?"

Owen shook his head. "Course not, Tosh. I don't mind at all."

"Really? I thought you might since you're usually just friendly and all, and I'm just the computer genius and you're the medical examiner and-"

Owen looked up at Tosh. "Don't think so much," he chuckled. "All you had to do was ask."

"Oh." Feeling like a complete idiot, Tosh searched for something, anything to say. She took a long sip of her drink, finally starting to relax. She shot Owen a smile, her heart flipping when he returned it. "You're really cute when you do that." Oh God what did I just say?

He raised an eyebrow. "And you're pretty cute when you blush like that."

As if to emphasize his point, Tosh turned another few shades of pink. "You really think so?"

Owen nodded. "Sure." he said, taking another sip of his drink. She finished her drink in another few sips, watching Owen as he finished his. When he set it down on the bar, she said, "Let's get out of here."

The doctor followed Tosh to the parking lot. Once they were both in her car, she drove to her apartment, taking him upstairs.

"Nice place," he said, even though he had been there before.

"Thanks." Tosh grinned back at him, setting down her purse and shrugging out of her coat before turning back to Owen. "So, anything you'd like to do? We have a few hours to kill."

Owen shrugged, sitting down on the sofa. "I don't know, whatever you want," he told her.

Tosh sat next to him, bringing her feet up under her and switching on the telly. After a few moments, she felt Owen shift, his arm coming round behind her and pulling her closer to him as she flicked through the channels. Tosh curled up against Owen's warm embrace, resting her head on his chest; she could hear his heart beating, especially how it was slowly speeding up. He leaned down, kissing the top of Toshiko's head. "This is nice," he told her. Tosh hummed, tilting her head up to look at Owen. "Really?"

"Yeah, it is," he murmured, leaning down to kiss her. Tosh's heart leapt to her throat as her eyes closed and their lips met. She shifted slightly, making it easier to kiss back; his lips were even softer than she'd imagined.

As he kissed Tosh, Owen reached a hand up, brushing her cheek. "See Tosh, all you had to do was ask," he told her with a smile. Owen's fingertips left a fiery trail on her cheek. Then, "Owen, would you-could we-" Tosh swallowed, gathering her thoughts. "Would you take me to bed?"

Owen looked at her for a moment. "Sure, I mean, are you positive you're okay with this?" he asked.

"Owen, I've wanted to ask you that for a very, very long time."

"Okay." Owen grinned mischievously at her before picking her up and carrying her towards the bedroom. Tosh wrapped her arms around Owen's neck, gasping softly when he set her down on the bed and crawled over her. Owen leaned up to meet Tosh's lips, resting his hands on her waist as licked along the seam of her mouth, asking for entrance.

Tosh opened her mouth, shy at first but soon taking everything in stride. Her arms came up to rest on Owen's shoulders, her hands stroking his head. He snaked his tongue into Tosh's mouth, exploring a bit as he began to unbutton his shirt. Tosh moaned into Owen's mouth, feeling his fingers graze her stomach as he worked his own shirt off. She helped push it off his shoulders as her hands went to unbutton his trousers.

Owen groaned as her hands brushed against the bulge in his jeans, unbuttoning them. He reached up under her shirt, his hands roaming across her stomach as he slowly pushed it upwards. Just as his touch on her cheek had burned, so did his fingers on her stomach. She unzipped his fly, hands stroking back up his ribs to cup his face. Owen lifted Tosh's shirt up, pulling it over her head quickly and tossing it to the floor before rejoining their lips.

Tosh pulled Owen back to her hungrily once her shirt was off, all self conscious thoughts gone. "God, Owen," she gasped.

Owen opened his eyes. "Enjoying yourself? he asked. Tosh could see her own lust-filled gaze reflected in Owen's eyes, those eyes she wanted to lose herself in. "Yes," she whispered. "You-you're amazing, Owen."

Owen smirked at her. "I am, aren't I?" he murmured, kissing his way down her chest until he was just above the waistband of her jeans. Owen's smirk made Tosh's pulse skyrocket, his swift kisses making her squirm until he hovered over her jeans. She collapsed into the pillows, arching her back slightly and bringing the fabric closer to his mouth.

He moved his hands up to unbutton Tosh's jeans and pulled the zipper down carefully. Tosh whimpered softly; Owen was taking his sweet time about the whole thing and the suspense was driving her mad. The doctor chuckled, slowly working her jeans down her legs.

"Owen," Tosh gasped. "Oh Jesus-Christ, you fucking tease!"

"Oh but you love it," Owen purred, flashing yet another smile. Once he had her jeans off, he brought himself back up to her lips again. Tosh kissed him hungrily, amazed once more at just how phenomenal he was at everything, kissing especially. God, I waited way too long to do this. Owen reached down between them, rubbing Tosh through her underwear. She could feel her toes curling, her breathing starting to shallow. "Owen," she moaned into his mouth.

That drove Owen wild. He took her knickers by the waistband and pulled them down, working at his own trousers which weren't completely off. "No more teasing," he growled. Tosh smirked at Owen until he was kissing her again, grinding against her enough to make her whine.

"You ready?" Owen asked. "Do you have any, er, protection?" he asked; having come straight from work he didn't have anything on him.

"Side table, top drawer."

Owen nodded, reaching into the drawer and pulling out a condom; he rolled it on quickly before returning to Toshiko. He positioned himself, looking to her for permission. Tosh nodded. "Kiss me."

Owen did, kissing Tosh on the lips as he entered her, moaning against her mouth. Tosh gasped, whimpering and sucking on Owen's lip. "Fuck," she whispered.

Owen began to rock his hips forward and back, setting a slow rhythm, slow and torturously pleasurable. Every nerve in Tosh's body was on fire. This is real, really fucking real, she thought, fascinated by the look of pleasure and desire in Owen's eyes. He continued, speeding up more as he lost himself in the lust. Tosh rocked back, stroking Owen's sides, running her hands through his hair. Owen groaned. "Oh god, Tosh," he moaned, arching his back.

Tosh tightened her grip in his hair. "Harder, Owen, god, make me scream."

Owen was surprised by the request, but didn't hesitate in quickening his pace, pounding into her harder, grunting as he went and making the bed creak. Tosh laughed, her breath catching as the laugh turned into a moan. "Talk to me," she whispered. "Tell me things you want to do to me."

"I don't even know Tosh, I can't think, fuck," Owen panted. "You don't even know what you're doing to me right now."

Tosh nearly came right then. "I've wanted this-for so long-you have no idea-Owen!"

Owen continued, nearly ready to explode. "Tosh-I'm going-to come," he panted.

"Do it-fuckinghell-Owen, please!"

Owen released himself, calling out as he came, nearly collapsing on top of her, catching himself on his elbows. Hearing her name on Owen's lips pushed Tosh over the edge. She screamed his name, hands coming up to help catch him, panting hard. shifted so he was on his side next to Tosh. "Wow," he breathed.

"Wow indeed." Tosh was in a state of pure bliss as she slowly rolled to face Owen. "I've wanted to do that-since the first moment I met you," she smiled.

Owen looked at her funny. "Really? I could never tell," he replied; he really wished he had known sooner..

"I was shy...and kind of afraid you wouldn't go for me. You're so fit, you could have anybody you wanted." Tosh blushed, slightly embarrassed. Owen smirked "Not really, I don't know if you noticed, Tosh, but I'm a bit of jerk." He chuckled even though he knew it was true.

"That's just because you keep people at a distance. I think if you let them in, you'd be surprised."

"Maybe," Owen mused. "Thanks, Tosh."

Tosh stroked Owen's face before kissing him again, very tentative and slow. Owen responded, kissing her more lovingly than hungry. Tosh snuggled closer, smiling slightly; Owen was a fucking fantastic kisser. Her lover reached his hand up, stroking the back of Tosh's head as they continued snogging. Tosh purred, more content than she'd felt in a very long time.

"That was nice," Owen said, resting his forehead on Tosh's and catching his breath.

Tosh smiled. "Yeah," she whispered, dreamily looking up at Owen. "You're really fantastic at that."

"You're not so bad yourself, Toshiko," he said with his trademark smirk. Tosh blushed but didn't look away. "You mean that?"

"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't" Owen told her.

"You want to stay here or do something else until we have to go back?"

"Anything you want, we have a little while," Owen told her. They had an hour or two before it was time to return.

"We could watch telly and snog...or we could go again. We could even take a nap. It really is up to you."

Owen smirked. "You wore me out, Tosh," he told her, "in a very good way."

"Nap it is then." Kissing him once more, she curled up against his chest and was soon asleep. Owen held her, following after.

We felt we owed it to them to give them the time they never had. DO ALL THE PAIRINGS. Anyhow, back to our regularly scheduled programming and the real meat of the story with the next chapter!