45
Ianto was dancing.
Jack stood in the doorway, transfixed as his husband gyrated to the music.
Ianto was wearing a tight pair of leggings that were wedged beneath the bump and his singlet didn't cover the bump either, giving the appearance of a half moon.
His arse was amazing.
The tempo changed and Ianto huffed as he began to lunge, stretching his muscles.
Jack sank into the nearest chair, unable to stop looking as Ianto now started to twist, the belly swinging as he moved and puffed through his exercises.
Finally, Ianto noticed the panting on the corner and looked over to find Jack leering at him while palming his crotch.
"Jack! I'm doing this so I'm not a bloody whale when peanut comes out" Ianto admonished, "I'm not doing this for your bloody erotic amusement. It's bloody hard."
"Too right it's hard" Jack gasped, "Gods, you are so fuckable in that outfit."
"Jack!"
"Taddy!"
Jack looked with horror as RJ stepped into his line of sight in her little pink leotard.
"Bubs?" Jack said as he straightened in the chair with a look of horror.
"Taddy needs to be fit, it's important for Peanut." She growled, "you are distracting Taddy when he needs to be doing his workout! You have a potty mouth and shouldn't talk like that around Peanut!"
"Sorry darling" Jack simpered as Ianto sniggered.
"The books say the baby has ears now and can hear you being naughty." RJ sternly growled at him, "You must stop being so bad!"
"Yes Princess" Jack grovelled.
"Taddy, come on. Shake it off!" RJ demanded as she restarted the music and Ianto sighed, then began to move again.
Jack wandered into the kitchen and found Tarn cooking while CJ watched, lovingly rubbing his back.
"Hello dumplings" Jack crowed as he plopped into a chair.
"Hello Sir, would you like something to snack on before dinner?" Tarn asked as he turned with a soft smile.
"I'm OK thank you sweetie" Jack grinned, watching CJ as he handed Tarn the salt shaker.
"I've just realised something" Jack said softly and they turned to look at him again.
"Your Taddy said something the other day and I didn't get it, now I get it" Jack smiled.
"What was that Dad?"
"He was almost asleep and I said that I thought the two of you were a nice match." Jack said as he accepted the sandwich he hadn't asked for but did actually want now he had seen it, "He laughed at me"
"He did?" Tarn canted his head with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah" Jack smiled, "He pointed out a glaringly obvious fact."
"What is that Dad?" CJ asked as he accepted his own sandwich and a soft kiss.
"That the two of you are us, all over again" Jack grinned.
"What?"
"Well, you are my son to a T" Jack grinned, "And Tarn is so much like your Tad. Of course the two of you are a lovely couple."
CJ blinked and then looked at Tarn who was smiling.
"You really think I'm like Ta … Ianto?" Tarn asked with wide eyes.
"You can call him Taddy if you want to, he does love you and considers you his boy, you know. I think it would tickle him pink." Jack said before taking a bite and groaning with delight.
"Never thought about it." CJ turned to look at Tarn, "You are like Taddy. Kind, considerate, attentive, forgiving."
"Nice on the eye" Jack said through a mouthful of sandwich.
"Oi! Mine!" CJ said with a huff of amusement.
"See? What I call your Taddy all the time" Jack licked his fingers as Tarn rose to take the plate. He then took CJs as well.
"Another one Cariad?"
"Yes please" two happy voices answered and Tarn blushed as he hurried to make more.
"Dad, he's mine!"