AN: Not sure when I started naming the chapters... do the earlier ones have names? Anyway... here's chapter four. Hope you likes :D
Chapter 4: Mostly Back To Normal Again
It was hours later, but finally Ianto was Ianto again, though he was exhausted and still shaking, looking very pale and barely moving. He still felt pain, but more of an ache than actual pain.
Jack had cradled him close the whole time, whispering soothingly to him. Letting him know that he was there, that it would be over soon, that everything was going to be alright. He offered the younger man a shaky smile. "How're you feeling love?" The endearment slipped out but Jack made no move to call it back.
Ianto looked at Jack with bloodshot eyes. "Like shit." He rasped. He didn't even have the energy to try and reassure Jack. He was limp now instead of rigid. Owen came over. "How's it going?"
"Can you give him any more painkillers?" Jack asked the medic, without taking his eyes off the Welshman. "And maybe a sedative?"
Owen shook his head and then nodded. "No more painkillers, but he can have a sedative." He went and got one, injecting him and checking Ianto as it took effect. Ianto felt the room spin and clutched at Jack in a slight panic until he passed out.
Jack cradled him closely, holding onto the Welshman tightly. He whispered to the younger man as he passed out from the sedative. "There you are Yan," Jack whispered. "Sleep will help."
Ianto was out for hours. Owen took the opportunity to check him over, make sure everything had changed back to normal.
Nodding to himself (everything was where it should be), the medic shot a sympathetic look at their Captain who had, at some point, fallen asleep wrapped around the Tea Boy so tightly it was impossible to tell where one ended and the next began. "I'm sorry mate," Owen muttered before he snagged a blanket off the end of the couch and covered both men with it. The Englishman then snuck away to find Tosh.
Ianto woke sometime later to find he was a) male again, b) on the Hub couch and c) pinned in place by a sleeping captain.
Jack was breathing steadily, the exhale brushing past Ianto's ear. He was holding the younger man close as if afraid he'd disappear if the Captain let go.
Ianto wriggled a little. He was desperate for a pee now, but Jack had him tight. He also realised that he was wearing a skirt and blouse still. He needed to get up, go to the bathroom, shower and get dressed in the spare suit he kept in the Hub.
At the wriggling, despite being asleep, Jack's hold loosened enough to for the younger man to be able to slide out.
Taking advantage, Ianto slipped out of Jack's embrace, walked to a desk and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, writing Jack a note saying where he was then put it on his pillow before walking to the showers.
Soon after Jack woke up and panicked at not finding Ianto with him. A flash of white caught his eye and he snagged the note. Reading it, the Captain calmed down. Ianto was fine. He'd just gone to have a shower and get changed. Humming to himself, Jack swung his legs over the side of the couch and got to his feet. If his lover still happened to still be in said shower, Jack was going to go see if he'd like some company. Kicking off his shoes, Jack left them and the blanket in a heap on the floor and wandered down to the showers to seek out his husband.
Ianto had his eyes closed, just letting the spray hit his face as he had his hands flat against the wall for support. He still felt a little weak and sick, but then his hormones were going to have to settle back down to normal.
Jack quietly slipped into the shower and wrapped his arms around the younger man's waist. "Still feeling icky?" He asked his lover sympathetically.
Ianto jumped as Jack held him but quickly relaxed into the embrace. "Mhmm." He said but tipped his head back to look at Jack. "But a lot better. Just have to wait for hormones to rebalance I guess." At least he wasn't throwing up.
The Captain kissed him softly. It was a bit awkward upside down, but Jack was nothing if not persistent. "We'll get through it." He promised, not for the first time.
Ianto smiled. "I know. As long as I have you I can cope with anything." He smiled, turning and kissing Jack properly. At least he didn't have to stand on tiptoe this time.
Jack's arms wrapped around his waist and ghosted over Ianto's lips. Firm flesh met his hands, rather than yielding softness and Jack revelling in having his lover, back in his true form, in his arms.
As much as he'd enjoyed being slightly smaller than Jack for once, he felt a lot better like this. This was how they were meant to be. They fit perfectly as always, and he kissed Jack back a little harder.
The Captain kissed him back ardently, a moan slipping out and being caught between their mouths. How he'd missed this.
Ianto clung to Jack. He'd missed this too. As amazing as sex had been as a woman, this was how Jack and he were meant to be.
One hand trailed teasingly down Ianto's side, just brushing his groin. Oh God how'd he missed him. As fun as sex with a woman was... nothing beat the feel of Ianto's hardness in his hand.
Ianto whimpered at the touch and felt himself start to harden. He groaned into the kiss, pressing his hips into Jack's hand.
Jack's hand wrapped around Ianto's cock, just tightly enough to cause pressure. Teasingly, he didn't move, just kept the pressure constant.
Ianto groaned. "Not fair." He whispered against Jack's lips. He wasn't feeling 100% yet, but Jack somehow still managed to turn him on.
"What would you have me do?" The immortal breathed in his ear, before taking the lobe between his teeth and tugging lightly.
Ianto gasped. "Stop teasing and move," he whimpered, bucking his hips again. God he needed this, to know that everything was normal again. Plus with his hormones still out of whack, he was severely turned on and horny right now.
"Like this?" Jack asked, eyes flashing with lust as he gave Ianto's cock a teasing, feather-light stroke. "Or maybe this will be more to your liking?" And without another word, the immortal dropped to his knees and licked a teasing stripe down the younger man's cock before engulfing the whole thing in his mouth.
Ianto whimpered at the touch, then gasped and groaned as Jack fell to his knees then took him in his mouth. He leant back against the wall, his hands gripping Jack's shoulders as he swore in Welsh.
Jack smirked up at him, before he set to work. Tongue, throat and just the barest scrape of teeth, doing everything he knew drove the Welshman crazy.
Ianto whimpered and mewled at the sensations, feeling his cock throb inside Jack's mouth, his hands tightening on Jack's shoulders. He wasn't going to last too long.
Jack hollowed his cheeks and sucked harder. He wanted... no needed to taste his Welshman. He scraped his teeth down Ianto's cock again.
Ianto let out a soft cry and came hard in Jack's mouth, legs shaking at the release, and he felt himself go dizzy and light headed. His legs shaking as the orgasm rolled through him, he started to slide down the wall.
Seeing this reaction Jack swallowed quickly and shuffled over to catch him. "Woah, easy there Yan. I mean, I know my blowjobs are spectacular but no need to pass out on me to prove it." Jack covered his alarm with humour.
Ianto slid down the wall to sit on the floor in Jack's arms, shaking from his release, the warm water cascading over them. "I'm okay." He said with a shaky smile, still gasping slightly from his release. He kissed Jack, tasting himself on Jack's lips. "Just need to sit here for a moment" He said, waiting for the room to stop spinning.
The Captain shuffled over to sit beside him, wrapping an arm around the younger man's shoulders. "Hey, I've got you." He kissed Ianto back, twining their tongues together.
Ianto leant against Jack and proceeded to snog him. While keeping Jack occupied he lowered a hand down to Jack's semi hard cock, stroking it gently.
"No... Don't... not if you're..." The "still feeling ill" Jack had been meaning to add was cut off by a low groan as Ianto stroked him.
Ianto kissed Jack again. "Shhh, I'm sitting down and resting, and a hand job isn't going to make me worse." He whispered into the shell of Jack's ear before he nibbled on his earlobe, making the strokes firmer.
Jack couldn't find fault with that and the feel of Ianto's hand tightening around made all rational thought flee. "Gah." He shuddered and wrapped a hand around Ianto's trying to make him move faster.
Ianto removed Jack's hand from his, which meant letting go of his cock. "Oh no. No touching."
Jack grunted in thwarted desire. "No... Fair..." He panted hoarsely.
Ianto smiled and kissed Jack, returning his hand and starting to stroke him again.
The immortal moaned and his eyes slipped closed in bliss. He wasn't going to last too long. Getting Ianto off had excited him and the younger man was so... damn... good with his hands...
Ianto reached up and opened a small box they kept on the shower shelf. It had Jack's name on it, so if anyone had opened it to look inside, more fool them. He grabbed the waterproof lube and slicked up his hand, then started to stroke Jack firmer and faster. He kissed and nibbled Jack's neck just below his earlobe, knowing that was a favourite spot of his. Anytime Jack's hand moved to join in, he would stop moving.
Jack was panting and when Ianto slicked his hand up and grasped him again, his eyes rolled back in his head. A long, loud, almost obscene groan was torn from his throat. He only lasted a few more seconds before he came hard; spurting over Ianto's hand with a garbled moan of what might have been the younger man's name.
Ianto continued to stroke Jack through his orgasm, drawing it out for as long as possible, then cleaned Jack and himself up. He was hard again just from watching and listening to Jack cum, but after almost collapsing last time, another round would be a bad idea. Instead he kissed Jack softly, a long lingering kiss as he waited for Jack to come down.
"You're an evil man Jones, Ianto Jones." Jack panted, finally getting his breath back. Well sort of.
Ianto smirked and kissed him again. Okay, so he'd known that if he kept touching Jack after he peaked then it would make the orgasm last far longer as he was still sensitive, but what the hell. Jack had looked after him and he wanted to do something in return. "But you love me for it." He said. He sighed. "Hmm, we better get up and dressed. Owen will want to give me another check over."
Jack weakly twined his arms around Ianto's waist. "He can't have you. Mine." He mumbled fretfully, burying his face into the younger's man's neck.
Ianto held Jack close. "It's just to make sure I'm okay. Which I am, but you know what Owen's like, he won't be happy until he's poked and prodded me a bit." He kissed Jack's forehead. "Feel up to moving yet? if we stay here too long, parts of us will start to wrinkle in the water." He teased.
Jack poked him gently but bounced to his feet. "The sooner you see Owen the sooner you can get some sleep." He declared, shutting the water off and jumping out of the shower to grab towels.
Ianto chuckled and somehow managed to get up in the shower and out, sitting down on the bench as he waited for Jack to hand him a towel. He'd been fine while sitting down, but standing up had made him dizzy again.
"Yan?" Jack handed him the towel, wrapping his own about his waist as he crouched down to peer worriedly up into Ianto's face. "Yan are you feeling alright?"
Ianto took the towel and rubbed himself down, still sitting on the bench, but looked at Jack when he crouched down in front of him. "Yeah, still a little dizzy is all." He said with a soft smile. He reached out and placed his palm on the side of Jack's face, caressing his cheek with his palm. "I'll be okay, promise."
Jack relaxed slightly before standing up, letting the towel drop and quickly throwing on his clothes. Gently, he helped Ianto dress and then supported him back upstairs to where Owen was waiting impatiently to check him over.
Ianto let Jack finish drying him off and get him dressed. It felt good to be back in a suit. He leant against Jack as they made their way slowly back to the main Hub, Ianto closing his eyes to try and make the room stop spinning or he would throw up over Jack, and he didn't want to do that. They got there to find Owen waiting and he took one look at Ianto. "And what's wrong with him?" he asked Jack.
"Said he felt dizzy." Jack supplied succinctly. The medic tutted before brusquely ordering Ianto up on the autopsy table.
Ianto sat down with Jack's help and sighed, waiting for the numerous tests he was sure to get. All he really wanted to do was sleep and get back to normal.
Owen ran several tests, checking his reflexes, pupil dilation etc. All the normal things. Everything responded as it should but the medic still worried. He drew blood and ran it through the scanner. With Tosh's abilities to hook alien tech to earth technology, it greatly hastened the speed of blood tests and such.
It turned out that Ianto's hormone levels were out of whack and that he was suffering from exhaustion and dehydration.
Jack held his hand as Owen delivered the results and stuck a drip into Ianto's hand again. "Really Tea Boy, you need to take better care of yourself." Owen's tone was gruff but there was fondness mixed in with the exasperation.
"In case you hadn't noticed, I haven't been able to keep anything down, plus I'm sure turning into a woman then back onto a man can't be good for your health either." Ianto grumbled tiredly. He was fed up of needles in him.
"Yeah well..." Owen's eyes narrowed. "I plan to have a long talk with Miss Cooper about pointing alien objects at people."
Ianto could see Jack agreeing with that one. "Can I go now?"
"Fine... and NO STRENUOUS ACTIVITY!" Owen shouted after them, as Jack helped Ianto down off the table, the drip stand trailing behind them.
Ianto rolled his eyes. "Too late for that." he whispered to Jack.
Jack smirked back at him. "Ah well." He snagged the drip stand so it wasn't pulling and helped Ianto over to the couch.
Ianto sighed and sat down, leaning back with his eyes closed. "I'm going to end up living on this damn thing." he grumbled.
"We can't go down the ladder with the drip. I'm sorry Yan." Jack kissed his cheek softly.
Ianto grumbled under his breath, but turned into Jack cuddling up to him but pouting. he was in a bad mood.
Jack cuddled him closer. "I'm sorry." He repeated.
Ianto sighed. "It's not your fault." Even if he was in a bad mood, he didn't want Jack blaming himself.
Jack rubbed his back and said nothing. He dropped a kiss to his cheek. "Get some sleep Yan. You'll feel better." He smiled softly.
Ianto grumbled about being told what to do all the time, but was falling asleep from Jack rubbing his back anyway. He dropped off to sleep leaning against Jack.
The Captain smiled down at the sleeping form nestled against him before he carefully extricated himself and wandered over to where Owen was shouting at Gwen. "You know," he started casually, leaning against the wall, "technically, yelling at the staff is my job... but, you're doing such an... inventive... job that I won't stop you. Carry on." Owen simply rolled his eyes at his boss before he started yelling at Gwen again.
The Welshwoman looked close to tears at this point. Her eyes had lit up when Jack appeared, thinking he was there to save her. At his words, that wounded puppy dog look which Jack was beginning to find extremely irritating, flooded her features. When Owen started shouting at her again, she really did burst into tears. Jack watched her cry and felt... nothing. She'd seriously endangered Ianto's life and for that Jack could find no pity or sympathy for her at all.
Ianto let out a small moan as Jack pulled away, but soon settled again. He frowned in his sleep at Owen's shouting.
Jack watched for a couple more minutes before heading back to his office to either set fire to or do his paperwork. About an hour later he was seriously opting for "setting fire to" so he headed back down to check on Ianto.
Ianto had slumped over on the sofa, so Owen had been to check on him and laid him out. He was sleeping soundly with no sign of distress. Owen had given him a sedative to make sure he stayed asleep. However he was still pale and looked a little thin, the transformations taking toll on his body.
Jack dragged a chair over and settled at his side. The Captain picked up his lover's hand again and stroked it gently. "Hey Yan. I hope you get better soon. I hate seeing you so... worn. It worries me." He knew the younger man was asleep but Jack felt the need to chatter. "And, the quicker you get better, the quicker we can get back to those "strenuous activities" Owen forbade." There was laughter in Jack's voice now.
Ianto shifted in his sleep a little and squeezed Jack's hand, murmuring in Welsh as if he had heard him.
Jack listened for a bit and shook his head, a fond smile on his face. "You know I don't speak Welsh Yan. Sometimes I think you speak it just to annoy me." He returned the squeeze softly, smiling down at his lover.