As they sat in the back of the transporter on their way back to "Arrow Central" as Malcolm called it Ianto sat watching the others talking. Asking for a ride back to the penthouse on the way, Ianto and Jack sat at the back near the doors.
Ianto bemoaned the fact his hearing was still absent and wondered what they might be arguing about so passionately. As his eyes roamed the small space they came to rest on Malcolm.
Unlike everyone else, Malcolm was sitting still and silent. Staring at Ianto.
Ianto knew he was obsessing about what might have happened and mentally flogging himself for the danger levels they had just encountered.
Ianto raised an eyebrow and Malcolm smiled back absently. Really?
Ianto quietly tapped his fingers against his thigh and Malcolm looked at him questioningly.
Ianto frowned and did it again.
Malcolm slid from the seat to the floor of the van, his breath quickening.
The arguing continued as Malcolm crawled the short distance to Ianto's feet and placed his hands on them, his forehead against Ianto's knees.
Canary sighed and looked over in time to see Ianto's hand reach for Malcolm's hair. She watched to see if he was going to card the fingers through his hair and gasped with shock as Ianto pulled a handful sharply instead.
She shifted in her seat as it became clear what she was seeing was not a loving moment as Ianto's face morphed into a mask of rage.
Malcolm's hands slid from Ianto's boots to the insides of his knees and Ianto now had both hands pulling viciously at his hair.
Canary popped a foot up under her as she watched Malcolm squirm and whimper quietly.
Ianto leaned forward and she moaned into her hand as she anticipated the kiss. The bite to Malcolm's cheek made her jump with delight.
Malcolm was panting as Ianto reached down and cupped his groin and she knew he was applying pressure by Malcolm's twisted smile.
The hand slid up, then slipped inside the tight pants and Malcolm leaned back slightly to allow better access.
She watched and she gently rocked on her heel as Ianto jerked Malcolm off in the semi-darkness.
Kisses were exchanged and Malcolm soon had a handful of Ianto as well.
She cursed the poor lighting of the street lights outside the van as she tried to see just how much of a handful Ianto really was. When Ianto's head flopped back and he gasped she was entranced.
Malcolm was moaning louder and she looked around but no-one else noticed as Diggle now had some papers they were trying to read. Really?
Canary leaned back as she enjoyed the floor show.
God, they were beautiful.
Ianto's panting suddenly stilled and she watched his teeth grind as he came in Malcolm's hand, Malcolm followed with a loud bark.
Everyone jumped the looked over at what appeared to be a couple of men embracing. With shrugs they went back to their arguing.
She struggled to contain her own shout as her orgasm took her, shuddering in the corner.
As they reached the penthouse to let the boys out Ianto stopped, then turned and looked straight at her.
With a wink he was gone.
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Schuneko, that one was for you my love