AN: See – I'm back!! This chapter is rated "T" I think, due to copious amounts of kissing and groping, but it has parts which are relevant to the plot so I couldn't add it to the "After Dark" series. I'm sure you won't mind :)

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"What, no chariot home?" Ianto asked as he stepped out onto the street and turned to look at Owen.

Owen shook his head and took hold of Ianto's hand. "No, I thought a romantic moonlight stroll would be better. Admittedly the questionable Welsh weather didn't agree with me, but hey – its not raining that heavily." He remarked with a smirk as they set off down the street, and the clouds that were gathering overhead began to drop sporadic rain on them.

"Romantic huh? And how do you plan on making a damp walk through the cold streets of Cardiff in February romantic?" Ianto questioned with a patented raise of his eyebrow.

Owen stopped beneath a streetlight that shone bright orange light down onto them, and highlighted the increasingly falling rain more prominently. "Like this." He murmured as he closed the gap between them and pressed his lips firmly onto Ianto's. Bringing his free hand up to Ianto's cheek Owen pulled the younger man closer and felt the Welshman slip his own free hand around his waist. The kiss suddenly deepened and Owen moaned gently into Ianto's mouth as he felt the other man push his hand up beneath his suit jacket and caress his lower back. Owen slid his hand down from Ianto's cheek and eased it between his shirt and jacket and round to his back, bringing them both even closer. The kiss continued and as it became more heated and as arms and hands wrapped firmly around bodies the sound of a car horn blaring had them springing apart. Both men laughed softly at the realisation of the display they'd been putting on for passing traffic.

"Well I wouldn't call it romantic as such, but it certainly warmed me up." Ianto remarked with his voice ragged and breathless.

Owen smiled. "Maybe we should speed up the stroll to something more of a jog?" He suggested.

Ianto nodded as the rain suddenly became more persistent and the water trickled down their faces. "Come on." He said softly as he took hold of Owen's hand and set off down the street again at a much faster pace. The two men jogged down towards the bay, darting pedestrians, circling the puddles that were beginning to form, laughing all the way. They soon reached their apartment building and ran into the foyer shaking off the excess water that was settled on them as they hurried inside. Diving into the lift Owen hit the button for their floor and leant back on the back wall. Ianto was soon kissing him again and pressing him up against the shiny wall as he plundered Owen's mouth with his tongue. As the lift reached their floor the doors opened with a ding and Ianto stepped back and walked out calmly. Owen regained his breath long enough to follow before the doors slid shut again and joined the Welshman at their front door as he pushed the key into the lock and granted them access to their apartment. Owen was barely inside when Ianto was on him again, hands and lips attacking him from every angle as he was pushed firmly against the wall in the hall.

"As much as I hate to break the moment…" Owen gasped between fervent kisses, "… but I really need to pee."

Ianto sniggered as he broke the kiss and rested his forehead on the wall beyond Owen's left shoulder.

"Not the greatest thing I've ever heard at a time like this, but fair enough." He said as he stepped backwards and allowed the suitably embarrassed Londoner to scurry past him towards the bathroom. Kicking his shoes off in the hall Ianto padded with socked feet towards the bedroom and proceeded to undress, hanging his suit neatly in the wardrobe, replacing the tie on the rack, and tossing his shirt in the laundry basket. When he was down to just his socks and boxers he turned to face the bedroom door and smiled at the sight before him. Owen had removed everything apart from his black silk boxers with hearts on, and the tie that Ianto had bought for him and was leant on the door frame with the rose from earlier wedged between his teeth.

"You missed the socks." He commented through partially gritted teeth, waggling a socked foot at Ianto who let his gaze settle on the protruding limb and saw that they too were black with a smattering of red hearts on.

"Strange how my attention isn't often drawn to your feet." Ianto deadpanned.
Owen chuckled as he removed the rose from his mouth and handed it to Ianto once again. "For you." He said with a soft smile.

Ianto bobbed his head in thanks as he set the flower down on the chest of drawers. "Thank you for tonight – I had a wonderful evening." He said fondly.

"You're very welcome. Be sure to tell the girls how I was a total gentleman and didn't embarrass you once during dinner." Owen replied.

"You could never embarrass me." Ianto commented as he closed the gap between them and began kissing Owen's neck. "And as for being a total gentlemen, well that's about to change." He said huskily as Owen tipped his head sideways to allow the Welshman greater access to his throat whilst steering them both towards the bed. As they tumbled onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs the sound of Ianto's mobile ringing from its place on the chest of drawers cut into their evening.

"Ignore it." Owen said breathlessly as he rolled over so he was on top of Ianto and began his own attack on the younger man. The ringing ended, but was soon replaced by the sound of Owen's mobile.

"Probably Jack then." Ianto commented as Owen sighed and slid off him. He stormed out of the bedroom to the bathroom where he'd left his clothes in a pile and pulled his mobile from the jacket pocket.

"What?" He snapped as he answered it angrily.

"I'm sorry but there's a rift spike and I need back up." Jack did have the decency to sound sorry.

"Where?" Owen asked as he trudged back into the bedroom where Ianto was still led out on the bed, one arm hooked beneath his head as a makeshift pillow.

"Bute Park. I'll pick you up on the way. See you in five." Jack hung up and Owen let out a frustrated groan as he tossed his phone onto the bedside table.

"Problems?" Ianto asked with a small smirk.

"Rift spike at Bute Park. Jack will be here in five." Owen replied irritated as he pulled on a pair of jeans.

"Rain check then? Marvellous." Ianto sighed as he dragged himself to his feet. "The plans I had for that tie." He commented conversationally as he began to dress.

Owen sniggered. "Not exactly what I had in mind for my evening, that's for sure." He said as he pulled a tshirt over his head and tossed the still fastened tie onto the bed.

"Maybe the rift doesn't know its Valentines." Ianto offered as they walked out of the bedroom and to the hall where they pulled on trainers.

"I'm sure the rift does – it just hates me." Owen replied.

Ianto smiled gently as he dipped his head and kissed Owen. "I love you." He said simply.

Owen couldn't help but grin. "I love you too." He returned the kiss. "But I hate the rift, and right now, I hate Jack too." He added as they made their way out the apartment to wait for the SUV.