Title: The Rescue

Characters: Myfanwy, Ianto Jones/Jack Harkness

Rating: PG-13

Words count: 434 more or less.

Written for: lady_of_the_hub; sequel to Myfanwy Wants to Join the Game.

Prompt: Sleeve, amorous, and I'm better equipped to handle him.

Beta: tempusdominus10

Angrily, Ianto rolled his sleeves up; that damned pteranodon was not going to have the last word. Jack was his mate not hers and she should know that by now. He hurried up stairs to her nest and flung the door open.

Jack was lying flat on his back; Ianto could see it. Hell, he was staring, namely because Myfanwy had proudly sited herself on his prey's stomach. The immortal was trying as best as he could to keep her probing beak away from his face with his left hand. His right one was trapped in the cuff Myfanwy was still firmly grasping in her claw.

"This ends now," Ianto barked. "He's mine."

"I love it when you get possessive." Jack commented, angling his neck awkwardly in order to look at Ianto, who was behind him.

Myfanwy didn't seem to agree with Ianto and snorted her wings in disapproval.

"Some help would be welcomed," Jack added.

"How the hell did she manage to get your wrist locked into that?"

"You don't want to know," Jack replied with a grin.

"Let him go, girl," Ianto told his prehistoric friend, more calmly. "Trust me, I'm better equipped to handle him."

"Just in case you care," Jack said trying to get Ianto's attention, "I don't much like her harsh skin rubbing against my sensitive parts."

"Next time you go pteranodon hunting, put your trousers back on," Ianto replied.

"Next time we play naked hide and seek remind me to lock your pet in."

By now, Ianto had quietly reached the strange couple, and was now standing next to them. Myfanwy really looked like she didn't know what to do next, but was still not about to release her prey.

"You're a good girl. You won," he said patting gently her beak where it met the eyes. "Not giving you enough of my time, lately?"

Myfanwy came to rest her beak on his shoulder as he crouched to disengage the handcuff from her claws. She let out a chuckle, but let him do it.

"Nice. Now let him go," he whispered softly, driving her away from Jack. "Let it be just the two of us as it used to."

"Thanks, but if I'm disturbing, let me know." Jack groaned mockingly as he got back to his feet.

"You'd better got a shower," Ianto advised him, still patting Myfanwy. "I'll be there soon."

"Don't forget to lock her in."

"In fact I'd rather let her out. She needs a little exercise," Ianto said scratching her gently under the beak.

As she had understood, she looked at him with amorous eyes.

"Never mind," Jack replied before leaving. "As soon as she's not in the Hub while we're playing together."

End

Author's note: As for Jack being naked and Ianto still dressed? I'd reply: first because I like it when Jack is naked in wrong situation, and secondary, because Ianto was winning, and I like it when it's that way.