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"Are you sure?" Jack asked yet again as John reached for another treacle tart.
"It's a nice place, huge rooms and the wide hallways will suit Blondie when he's lumbering about in Wolf from" John replied then he licked the top of the tart.
"Wide….Blondie?" Jack turned to Ianto for clarification as a child might to their parental when confused.
"The house John had been staying in was a show home for a local company. It was to promote a house for someone handicapped, wide halls and doorways for a wheelchair or old person's walker and such. Blondie is Mack. The young Were who has taken to John with a passion" Ianto explained gently, "John is saying that although he was hiding there to wait for someone stupid enough to jump with a VM close to the edge of the bubble so he might follow them back to their source, he likes the house and would like to stay around, if only for some crazy wild sex… hopefully with teeth and bitey stuffs."
"Ah" Jack nodded then his eyes widened, "Shit, yeah? Mack? Wow, nice arse."
"Yeah" John agreed.
"Oi"
"Oh come on Holdfast, you know you've looked!" Jack snorted and John tried not to jump at the Boeshanninan title used. Wow. He knew this one had been special but…wow. Now more than ever he was pleased he had decided to bend to this man, obviously more than just a fancy. For Jack to use the term of a life partner…well…. Good. Good.
"Cariad, you now I love hands" Ianto whispered, "So…expressive."
"Ianto Harkness-Jones!" Jack scolded "I've seen you checking out arses."
"Well, everyone does and those who say they don't are fucking liars!" Ianto pouted then gasped as he glanced down at the sleeping baby, "Sorry Kai, Tadda was potty mouth. Gotta start that swear jar."
Jack softened as he watched Ianto croon to the little blob who was on that floppy beanie baby mode the little ones have when they really don't give a fuck.
"Here, I need to pee" Ianto rose and handed him to John who was momentarily terrified, then he glanced at Jack who didn't seem to care so he tried to hold the baby as carefully as possible sure that at any moment he would break or something. Jack followed his mate.
"What's wrong Cariad? Wanna hold it for me?"
"Cheeky bugger" Jack snorted, "No, I want to know if you are OK with John. I know he rubs you the wrong way."
"He does not rub me at all, nor shall he rub our daughter" Ianto huffed, "I know his proclivities with dogs and also knew the sight of the Weres would send him into overdrive. Do you have any idea how rare a gay Were is around these parts?"
Ianto swung to look at Jack who blinked slowly, then his eyes widened, "Whoa! Wait…. Kara? You….him…..oh. No. No, no, nope. No. not gonna happen. No way!"
Ianto snorted, "John sees her as an equal, have you not noticed the way they talk? Jack, she is on the same level as an Agent and he responds as such. It was only a matter of time before he challenged Willem and he would either wind up dead or in the family. If Willem were not in the mix she might have already looked at him with interest, such a bad boy."
Jack's face started to flare as he raged and Ianto rolled his eyes as he waited for the tantrum to peter out.
"Mack is lovely, kind and also stronger than sin. Not to mention he likes a bit of rough" Ianto said calmly, "John has a wrestle partner who will knock him seven days 'til Sunday if he strays. As you know, Weres do not share."
"You…you cheeky Welshman" Jack snorted.
"The house is also on the other side of town so we will have both points of the cove covered. The VMs can scan the bubble interior for any and all activity so we do not get another Agent in here without something registering." Ianto shrugged as he washed his hands, "Besides … John deserves a little time to decide if he wants to rejoin life, he can't pretend all the time ya know. Deep down I think he wants to be loved."
"Of course he does, in the dark he was always cuddly and so…childlike. Affection is something he hid"
"Like you" Ianto pointed out.
Jack smiled as he leaned in to steal a kiss.
"Once" Jack whispered, "Not anymore."
Ianto reached out to stroke Jack's cheek with a freshly washed hand, the scent of the soap crisp.
"That's right Cariad, affection here is always free."