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The team had been left bewildered by Jack's sudden change in demeanor as he grabbed Ianto by the arm and propelled him toward his office.

"Jack?" Ianto frowned as he started to struggle, "You're hurting me."

Jack flicked him into the office and slammed the door, effectively trapping Ianto as he leaned against it.

"What the hell!" Ianto spluttered, "That's gonna bruise."

"The Doctor. You are related to the Doctor and never thought to tell me?" Jack demanded, hating the coarseness in his voice.

"Don't be ridiculous!" Ianto frowned as he rubbed his arm.

"The On-Coming Storm! John Smith?" Jack snarled.

Ianto focused on him and felt himself shrinking, "Why are you so angry with me?"

"God damn it all!" Jack roared, "They are names of the Doctor!"

"Theta? His birth name, the one never spoken!" Jack reached for Ianto again and this time Ianto visibly flinched with fear.

Jack hesitated and then gently pulled him into his arms.

"Shit. Sorry, sorry" Jack kissed Ianto's cheeks, nose, eyelids, forehead, and finally lips as he apologized for his rough treatment.

"You hurt me" Ianto pouted.

"You startled me!" Jack retorted, pulling back to examine the pout, then another kiss.

Long and languid this time and he was rewarded with a low moan as Ianto pushed against him.

"Sorry" Jack whispered, more butterfly kisses as Ianto gasped and rubbed against his hip.

"God, you're like fucking catnip" Ianto moaned.

Catnip? Jack pushed him back against the desk and slid his hands around that tantalizing butt, kneading as he ground their erections together and Ianto cried out, throwing his head back.

The office door slammed open, "What the fuck are you doing to him, if you hurt him I …. FUCK"

Owen went bright red as he took in the hands inside clothes and the breathless Welshman blinking at him.

"Busy Owen" Jack panted and Owen retreated with a soft huff.

"Jack" Ianto gasped as he tried to break his grip only to find himself fighting an octopus.

Jack didn't answer as he bit into his neck, immobilizing him as he fumbled with their trousers, then he turned Ianto to the desk and shakily applied some lube from his packet on the desk.

Enough talk.

Jack pushed in gently, Ianto's gasp urging him on. His fingers had ill prepared the young man who pushed back wantonly anyway.

Ianto was moaning decadently now as Jack fully sheathed himself.

"My very own Timelord" Jack muttered as he pulled Ianto off the desk and hugged him against his chest, "My lover."

The angle was amazing and Ianto couldn't speak, just pant and Jack canted his hips and jiggled.

Ianto cried out, lusty and wanton as he grabbed for Jack's arms to steady himself.

"Good?" Jack leered.

"More, god damn it!" Ianto demanded through clenched teeth and Jack complied.

The team froze down in the main hub bowl as Jack began to bellow his release, followed by a high pitched wail.

"Jesus" Owen snored, "Virgin no more."

"Shit up Owen" Tosh snarled as she listened, aching to see the CCTV up.

She noted the time and smiled ot herself.

No one was watching the feed for the cells and Janet's roar stopped them leering as Owen ran for her.

Something was attacking her by the sounds of it.