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Jack came back to himself still in Ianto's' embrace but now the bite was a dull throb as Ianto licked at it, crooning as Jack continued to bleed from the wound.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to bite so deep" Ianto murmured softly, "Shit Jack, you taste good."
"Ianto, I know what you are" Jack sighed, "That is how you survived. You didn't. The Vampyre never finished draining you like the others."
"Yeah. Ironic isn't it? I accepted a deathly kiss in order to save my wife only to see her die. How I have wished for death. As do you" Ianto replied, "A truth within a lie, remember? You are real too. The Captain Jack persona. You had to explain your abilities somehow so saying it was a gift was clever. You really are a Time Agent but you are not human. No. You are a Boeshanian. A Time Agent, a poor cousin to a Time Lord. You regenerate but do not renew. You remain the same person, just reset. Some only have limited life but you seem enhanced, probably from the time spent with the Doctor. After all, that was real too, right? Another truth hidden in plain sight?"
"So, here we are" Jack said, his voice stronger now, "Two beings in a strange land pretending everything is fine. Gods. Your kids don't know, right? You mange to hide it."
"One of the up sides to gay bars is poor lighting and an abundance of willing necks" Ianto sighed, "Always careful not to bite too deep, always leaving them happy so they would not question the love bite."
"My goddess" Jack sighed, "The cannibals. That must have been so horrifying for you, to see ones that went off the rails and got too immersed in their desires. Those survivors that have since perished…you hunted them?"
"There is no place for mutants such as them" Ianto replied with a frown, "They are not able to control it as I do. They were fully turned, fully infected with whatever this is. They had only begun to feast on me in the tower, for some reason I kept my humanity. Well … there are something else deep in the dark recesses of my mind, something more basic, primal. I choose how and when to give into it. I am smart, I am careful. I have watched you since the first day we met and I have salivated for you."
"You know, in a strange kind of way that sounds really kinky, I think I am going to take that as a compliment" Jack laughed softly as Ianto's' fingers brushed his neck that was fully healed.
"Amazing" Ianto whispered, "So pure so sweet and like a never ending supply of honeyed Meade."
"Ianto, I will do all I can to keep you safe" Jack said softly, "But we will need a base of understanding here."
Ianto sighed and nodded, knowing what Jack wanted to know, "When we wrap for the week I go home and usually that night I hunt. I use a different Gay bar each week, never a discernible pattern. I feed from one usually, two if I know there is going to be a lot of time between feeds. I am careful."
"After the cannibals?" Jack asked, "You must have been in pain, the need to heal yourself."
"Yes" Ianto looked positively ashamed as he squirmed, "That afternoon is the first time I've hunted in daylight, so hungry that it hurt. Gods Jack, it hurt. I ran, I sought. I was careful."
"Jesus" Jack pulled Ianto close, the thought of how afraid and alone he must feel as a physical ache. "It's OK, you are not alone now love."
Ianto shook and Jack knew he was weeping gently, his life a horror movie from which the only escape was his children. At least in Wales it rains a lot, right?
"After I have fed I am strong, for two or three days, able to walk in the sunlight without fear" Ianto said thickly, his face buried in Jack's neck, "I do miss it other days. Those days I must stay in the shadows like some fucking ghoul. Oh Jack. To have told someone, to have it said out loud. It feels such a release."
"And they don't hunt you still?" Jack asked as his mind went back to the Vampyre.
"Two survived and were left behind" Ianto said as he pulled back and scrubbed at his face, "One has run across me in a gay bar, the same feeding idea I guess."
"And?"
Ianto shrugged, "He's dead."
Jack released Ianto and let him move away to fiddle with his clothing and Jack realised he was not the only one who had a mess to deal with, the thought so juvenile as he started to snigger.
"You have to admit" he said thought his mirth as Ianto turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow. "That was fucking awesome!"
Ianto's smile as genuine as he nodded and Jack laughed some more.
One of his most beloved sexual encounter memories was with Vampyre. Ianto had no way of knowing it had been his first as a young teen at the academy. Even then he had wondered what sort of mate one would make.
As Ianto calmly dropped his trousers to wipe himself with tissues Jack felt his mouth go dry at the lovely member that Ianto was handling without fanfare.
Goddess on a shooting star.
Jack was hooked.