3rd chapter for yah!

NSFW!

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He had thought dinner had been a great success and he was happy to be adding to his small group of friends. Before he was ready however, the night was over and she was quietly and stiffly, dragging herself into a cab. She had a sad kind of smile and he was guessing she'd hoped she'd hid it, but there was a solitary tear, rolling down her cheek, before she quickly rubbed it away. Ianto stomped back into the living room. "Alright, who did it?"

"Did what babe?" Jack asked, peeking out of the kitchen.

"Scared her off."

"Oh that, she said she needed to go, needed her pills or something, she left this for you." Jack replied, holding out an itinerary, complete with her cell number and cat like smiley face doodles. His husband looked sheepish, twisting his toe in the floor. "She's not taking my shit or Owen's, Walter adores her and Myfanwy has decided to be her bodyguard, plus I can see you like her. Do you really think I would even try to scare her off? That I'd be able to?"

"Silly of me, really. I don't know what it is, I just want to help her, protect her. She acts so strong, but she's hurting. It's in her eyes if you look. I…You're not upset are you?" Ianto blushed and Jack stalked over, licking his lips. He crowded his husband to the table and leaned in.

"I dunno, do I need to be?" The older man purred, licking his lover's ear and musing in a rumble. "Do I get to watch? Join in?"

"You know this is purely hypothetical, one we'd have to ask her and two, I'm not even sure I'm attracted to her in that way." The younger man protested.

Jack's grin was predatory. "One, you have never, never let anyone, except me and Walter sleep in your lap like that and two, I'm not even touching you. Thinking about getting to slide your cock into her wet, warm, and tight, little pussy, is making you so hard."

Ianto gulped a little nervous at the truth in his husband's words. But then, hadn't they talked about having threesomes before? Maybe this was the problem, finding the right person, someone, he himself was comfortable with. And his older husband was right, he was attracted to Amaria. She was so unlike every other woman he'd met. He let out a yelp when Jack swallowed his rock hard length. Throwing his head back and carding his fingers through his husband's hair. The younger man bucked and shuddered. Riding his older lover's hand as, Jack's slicked fingers prepared him.

"The end of the day, you're still mine."

"God yes Jack, always yours." Ianto moaned as Jack pushed his already leaking dick into his husband. Rocking and bucking till their releases hit almost simultaneously.

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The alarm in her room was beeping. The plush comforter unable to block it. Her hand shot out and fumbled for the button. She stopped, there was movement, who the hell was in her hotel room? Sadly it had rained the last two days. It was the first time she hadn't ached right down to her bones or popped Alieve like candy. Tell the truth she missed her new friends, even Owen. The acerbic Dr. meant well, but he needed to learn. Nothing would help more than letting her be and only helping when she asked. She was stubborn and proud, not stupid, she was getting better at asking. Careful steps were walking closer and she did her best to slip under the covers, out of sight.

"Will you be staying in bed all day? Are you not feeling well? I can call Owen."

Huh? She popped her head up, looking much like a mole in a 'whack-a-mole' game. "Yan-toe?" She mumbled, sleep still clinging to her. "The fuck? …How…?" Amaria blushed and pulled the comforter up. Covering the tasteful, but semi see through, short set she wore.

"Eloquent as always." Ianto chuckled, no way he was telling her he'd completely 'checked her out' before she'd covered up.

"Oh your poor virgin ears." She snorted, then added, "Planning on telling me how you got into my hotel room?"

"First, eat!" He held out what looked like a smoothie. "Owen said bananas are good, lots of calcium, vitamin D, and protein." Ianto looked very pleased with himself. Her face fell and he frowned. "Just try it, it's good I promise, Walter loves them!"

"Ianto…" Amaria sighed and added. "You're sweet, but…One smoothie…those things won't 'fix me'. Please don't try to 'fix me'." She sniffled and before she meant to, she was crying, tears running well-worn tracks down her cheeks. This was how it started and when he realized there was nothing more to try… Well, that was how it ended. Amaria felt the loss of a friend before she'd even made one.

He set the drink down as soon as he could and scrambled up the bed. "Hey no, oh god no. He said that helps day to day. I never- oh I'm so sorry. God I'm such a typswn." Ianto held her closer and breathed in the coconut smell of her hair. He wondered what she might taste like, how she'd feel against his skin, but now wasn't really the time. "Just, forget the bloody smoothie, eat whatever the fuck you want."

She giggled and he sighed with relief. "Good grief! I lose it over a frackin smoothie…"

"Frackin Cylons!"

"You watched BSG?"

"Hell yeah."

"You just jumped like 20 points on the coolness meter."

~TR~

He'd finally been able to leave her, so she could get ready. They ended up spending the day together. He showed her many sights and let her blame it on him when she was clearly exhausted as well.

Jack came home to an admittedly sweet sight. Walter was in his Taddy's lap, Tosh being snuggled by Owen and Myfanwy parked half in Amaria's lap as she read them 'The Crayon Book' from the couch and they sat on the floor. Even Rhi and Gray were in attendance.

"Dear Walter, Blue Crayon here…" She read in a super hero like voice. His little boy clapped and giggled.

"That's me Tadda, that's me!"

"Yes, buggy-bum I know!" Ianto enthused and Amaria winked before reading on.

Jack came in to join his family and she smiled at him as she turned the page. "Dear Walter, Ahem Brown Crayon Heyure, ahem." She called out in a Col. Mustard impression.

Walter looked at him with a grin. "They're writing to me Daddy!"

"Very cool, we gotta listen though." Jack smiled, motioning for Amaria to continue, wondering how many books his boy had already talked her into reading.

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