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Ianto saw the world come back into sharp focus. He was in the shower room of the hub. He could hear subdued voices from within a shower stall. Oh my God if that is me and Jack having sex I really don't think I can take it again he thought. It was strange and unnerving watching yourself have sex and being turned on by it was just creepy.
He had already seen a few encounters between Jack and himself and it always left him horny and desperate to get home.
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Ianto pushed Jack up against the tiled wall and kissed him passionately. Jack tried to move away from the cold tiles but Ianto had other ideas and pinned him in place with his own body.
'Ianto...cold' gasped Jack.
'Stop complaining...after what you said just be glad I'm doing this at all' snarled Ianto.
Jack stopped moaning and allowed Ianto to kiss down his neck and across his shoulders, shutting his eyes as the water cascaded over his naked body. Ianto poured shampoo into his palm, grabbed Jack's erection and began rubbing. It was not a gentle action but the slick of shampoo prevented any real hurt.
Jack began to breathe heavily and tried to return the favour. Ianto brushed his hands away and flipped him around so that he was now facing the tiles. He pushed Jack's hands up against the wall and warned him of his intention with one word.
'Brace!'
Jack found this new turn of events very erotic. Ianto often took the lead but rarely aggressively. Even now there was no real threat to hurt in Ianto's actions but he was very surely dominating the proceedings.
Jack felt fingers at his entrance and tried to relax needing to concentrate hard in this position to do so.
'Relax' instructed Ianto with the barest hint of threat to his tone.
It was a tone that had Jack impossibly harder than before. Ianto continued stroking Jack's cock and used his other hand to push between Jack's arse cheeks and circle his entrance, gently breaching the opening and causing Jack's breath to hitch in expectation.
With this minimal preparation Ianto began to push his cock into Jack. Jack grunted with the slight burn of pain caused by the intrusion. Ianto laid his head on Jack's shoulder and took a moment to contain the pleasure.
Jack was breathing heavily and wriggled slightly against the pain. Ianto straightened and slapped Jack's flank.
'Be still!' he demanded.
Both men immediately stilled unsure which of them was more shocked by Ianto's demands and actions. Ianto leant forward over Jack's back and whispered in his ear.
'I'm sorry'
'Don't be' Jack whispered back.
'I hit you' said Ianto mortified at his own actions even though they had not really been intended to hurt.
'Yeah' agreed Jack and turned his head to grin at Ianto.
Ianto laughed and began to thrust into his lover.
'You don't mind?' he asked picking up speed.
'Wouldn't want it every day...but no...I don't mind...you like it?' gasped Jack beginning to lose control as Ianto's thrusting became erratic in the build up to orgasm.
Ianto grinned at him.
'Yeah I liked it' and he slapped him again.
Both men gasped and as Jack thrust back onto Ianto's cock his lover's hips whipped ever faster bringing them both to the brink.
'Oh God...fuck'
Ianto slapped him one more time and shot his sperm deep inside Jack as he watched his hand print appear on his lover's flank. Jack shot his load over the tiles laughing and gasping at the same time.
Ianto held Jack against his chest as they both began to breathe more normally. Jack turned in his arms and kissed him forcefully.
'We are getting clean...making coffee...and then having a long conversation about how much of this we would like' he announced.
'Absolutely' agreed Ianto smiling.
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Ianto stood breathing heavily his cock straining at his trousers. Oh my God he thought, I absolutely have to get home and have that conversation.
Now that he and Jack had begun an emotional as well as a physical relationship they had become more open about their desires and Ianto was thrilled that their sex life was obviously going to become increasingly adventurous. God knows what we will be doing in the years to come thought Ianto with trepidation and anticipation. I have to get home and find out.
When the mist swirled again he found himself back in the main hub.
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Ianto took coffees to Gwen and Toshiko. He stepped over to the med lab and looked down on Owen hard at work on the latest autopsy. It still felt unnatural not to make food and drink for the doctor and Ianto felt a pull of guilt as he thought about all that the medic had lost. Physical pleasures were hugely significant to Owen and now he was condemned to live forever without them.
Ianto took his own coffee up to Jack's office to enjoy a moment alone with his captain.
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Ianto puzzled over what he had just witnessed. Why did I not take a drink to Owen? Are we having yet another fight? But that would seem ridiculous. I would never be so childish as to omit refreshments to a member of the team no matter how irate they may have made me. I must remember not to do that when I get back, that type of pettiness is not becoming.
More importantly why is Owen not bitching about being left out? Surely he would take an opportunity like this to complain long and loudly. This makes no sense.
Before he could think anymore the scene was ripped away from him.
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Ianto found himself watching as his teammates reappeared. It felt good to keep seeing people he knew even if he couldn't interact with them. I hope I retain all this knowledge when I get back. Surely I will he thought. It would be fun to know some things in advance, but absolute hell knowing others he realised, his shoulders sagging under the weight of Toshiko and Gwen's deaths.
At least this looks like a happy time he thought.
Wait! Is Jack drunk? Jack never gets drunk. But Jack and himself were lounging on the hub sofa seemingly the worse for several drinks. Ianto's interest was piqued.
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Ianto and Jack were curled up together on the sofa holding on to each other and giggling like schoolgirls. They were whispering in each other's ears and watching their teammates before dissolving into fits of giggles again.
'For fuck's sake' exclaimed Owen throwing his hands up in despair 'how long before this wears off Tosh?'
Jack and Ianto had been sprayed by an alien device that they had both inadvertently handled whilst trying to retrieve and contain it. Jack had immediately deactivated the device and informed the team not to worry. He had told them that it was a toy from the thirty seventh century that produced drug like states of euphoria.
The team had arrived back at the hub before the worst effects had manifested themselves but now the men were giggling uncontrollably and acting like silly children.
It was seriously getting on Owen's nerves. Partially he was jealous at the very obviously pleasant effects the men were experiencing and partially he was just annoyed that someone else was having fun.
'I don't know Owen' said Tosh answering his question 'but they're not harming anyone...and it's quite amusing watching Ianto being silly' she added affectionately looking at he normally reserved Welshman laying on Jack and holding his sides as he laughed.
Jack leaned down and whispered in Ianto's ear. Both men looked over towards Owen and quickly looked away burying their faces in each other's shoulders as they laughed uncontrollably.
'Wouldn't be so bad if they weren't laughing at me' snarled Owen.
'They are not laughing at you' insisted Gwen 'the world does not revolve around Owen Harper'
The three teammates concentrated on completing paperwork whilst keeping a surreptitious eye on Jack and Ianto to ensure there were no ill effects.
Gwen became aware that the sounds of the two men had changed and she looked over to check on them. They were scrabbling and each attempting to tickle the other. Ianto was pinning Jack to the sofa and pulling at his shirt and Jack had his hands under Ianto's clothes and was wriggling and trying to roll them over.
'Oh God' despaired Owen.
The girls giggled. Given the relationship between the two men it would not be long before tickles became something much more intimate.
'I really think we should leave them to it...come back tomorrow when the effects have worn off' mused Toshiko as she watched the men begin to kiss.
The kissing quickly became more passionate and Toshiko began to close her monitor in preparation for leaving.
'Will they be safe Owen... if we leave?' asked Gwen concerned for her teammates health.
'Should be...I'll scan them once more and if the readings are ok we'll leave them to it' replied Owen.
'Do you need help?' asked Gwen anxiously.
Jack and Ianto were becoming obviously aroused and both she and Toshiko were keen to leave before they witnessed anything further.
'No...you two leave...scans will only take a couple of minutes...and at least if they get naked before I've finished then I've seen it all before' smiled Owen.
Moans came from the direction of the sofa.
'Ok then...bye' shouted Toshiko and grabbed her bag and left, swiftly followed by Gwen.
Owen sighed to himself. He had no desire to watch the two men either but he took his responsibilities as a doctor seriously and was determined to scan them and ensure their safety before he made his own exit.
He picked up the scanner and made his way cautiously over to the sofa. Jack and Ianto remained oblivious to him and he set about using the alien device to check their vital signs.
Jack was frantically pushing Ianto's trousers and underwear down, his own were already around his knees and Ianto was pushing his shirt up. Remarkably quickly the two men were naked from nipple to knee and looked vaguely ridiculous and extremely wanton rubbing their erections together despite being still partially clothed.
Owen stopped watching his scanner and became engrossed by their actions. With clothes pushed up and others pushed down the picture they created was almost pornographic and their obvious desperation and desire for each other was affecting the medic as he tried to ignore his own arousal and concentrate on his job.
A last look told him vital signs were fine. Each had a slightly raised heart and respiration rate but that was consistent with the activities in which they were currently engaged. Owen prepared to leave but found his attention once again gripped by the action on the sofa. This scene had great blackmail potential, maybe he should set the CCTV to record direct to his own monitor.
Ianto was still pinning Jack down but now with less desperation and more care. They were kissing languidly and thrusting gently against each other. Ianto began kissing Jack's neck and Jack threw his head back to enjoy the ministrations of his lover. Ianto was whispering to Jack as he nuzzled his neck. Owen could not hear what was said but it was making Jack moan and plead whilst caressing the other man.
Owen looked at them and felt his own arousal leave his body. He had rarely seen such a wanton and depraved scene and yet they were not fucking, they were loving each other. It had become intimate and something special that needed no observers.
Owen quietly left them to it.
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Ianto felt something akin to shame ringing throughout his entire body. He had wanted to scream at himself and Jack that they were not alone and for fuck's sake stop it. He knew it to be pointless and resigned himself to watching as Owen got a show.
He had been surprised when Owen left, he had assumed he would stay to the end and never let them forget it.
He made a mental note to himself. Unless it is a medical emergency never undress in front of Owen!
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He was once more whipped away and when the mist cleared Ianto found himself staring directly into Jack's face, a very angry look resided there. He scanned the hub to see what Jack was focussing on. What was making him so cross? He saw himself talking to a co-worker. These were sadly not people he recognised and he realised once more that he was observing himself several years into the future. But that did not explain Jack's apparent anger. What is going on?
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Ianto finished his conversation with Daryl and gave the young man his instructions. Daryl smiled at him and went to fulfil his orders, settling quickly at his monitor and beginning work. Jack strode across to Ianto and demanded coffee in a peremptory tone. Ianto looked at him in surprise but went immediately to complete the request.
Jack joined him in the kitchen as he was setting out cups for everyone.
'I asked for coffee Ianto' snarled Jack.
Ianto looked at him puzzled.
'And that is what I'm making Jack' he said.
'No Ianto! I asked for coffee...you don't need to make it for everyone...just me' said Jack.
'But why would I do that?' questioned Ianto 'everyone will want a drink so why not make them all at the same time...it makes sense Jack...which is more than you are doing' he added.
Jack stormed off to his office and Ianto followed him ten minutes later when all the drinks were distributed. He took coffee for himself and the captain and entered without knocking. Placing the cups on the table he sat facing Jack.
'Care to tell me what that was all about?' he asked a little annoyed.
Jack sighed. He knew he was being unfair but his territory was being invaded and it was causing his hackles to rise.
'Daryl is flirting with you... again!' he snapped.
'And?' urged Ianto.
'And I don't like it' said Jack .
Ianto could barely suppress a smile.
'You flirt all the time Jack...I never complain..and I cannot be held responsible for someone else's actions' he said reasonably.
'I know...I'm not mad with you' sighed Jack.
'You know why he does it?' said Ianto.
'Because he fancies you obviously...he wants to get into your trousers' sneered Jack.
'No...because he is challenging you' explained Ianto.
'How do you make that out?' asked Jack clearly puzzled.
'You're the leader...he can't outrank you...he can't out think you...he's looking for a way to out play you...he thinks I'm it' shrugged Ianto.
'Oh my God!' said Jack.
'Yeah' sighed Ianto.
'So what do I do?' asked Jack.
Ianto shrugged.
'Stake your claim' he said and wandered back into the main hub wondering just how Jack would go about that.
Daryl immediately occupied the space beside Ianto and monopolised his conversation, looking up to Jack's office as he did so. Jack took a deep breath, this was going to end now.
He joined the team on the main floor and strode over to Daryl and Ianto.
'Ianto...go to my office...close the shutters...I'll be there in a moment' he demanded.
Ianto looked at him shocked. They often had sex at work but it was never announced to the team in such a relatively open way. He stood still and waited for verification. Jack could have been asking for his help with anything but the sexual inference was obvious.
'You can't be serious' sneered Daryl 'I know you two guys are at it...but Ianto's not going to take orders like that'
Ianto looked from one to the other, good grief Jack is unsubtle at times ran through his head. This was not what Ianto had in mind when he told Jack to stake a claim, but if he denied him now the situation would spiral out of control.
'I think I can Daryl' said Jack calmly.
'He's not a lap dog Jack' objected Daryl.
'No...he is an intelligent and strong minded man..he does nothing he does not choose to do...his submission is a heady and joyful experience' said Jack quietly.
Ianto made his decision and turned for the office.
'Ianto!' objected Daryl but Ianto did not turn and did not slow his ascent.
The team watched as Ianto entered the office and slowly removed his tie, he unbuttoned his shirt and moved to close the shutters as he looked down at Daryl.
Jack had not turned to see if Ianto had obeyed his orders, he watched Daryl the whole time.
'I am in charge here Daryl...what I say goes...the most intelligent man in the hub knows that and accepts it...if you can't, then the option is to leave...no recriminations...no Retcon'
Jack turned on his heel and went to his office, not waiting to see which option Daryl took, he had a disgruntled Welshman to placate and reward.
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Ianto gaped as he watched the scene. It felt weird to think that a man other than Jack would flirt with him, but he supposed if people knew they were together then it was always likely that other gay men would think the action acceptable.
But then Daryl obviously had reasons beyond thinking Ianto attractive. He sighed. Ianto knew himself to be acceptable in the looks department but being in a relationship with Jack left him continuously in second place. Who would look at him when they could look at Jack?
He had to admire his other self for the way in which he had handled the situation. Calmly and with dignity, allowing Jack to fulfil his role. He just hoped he was giving him hell in the privacy of Jack's office.
What more would he see? The mist swirled about him yet again but this time it was not the hub that reappeared.
How is that possible? I thought I could not leave this place.
Wait!
The Tardis!