No spoilers
Beta-ed: GlassSplinter
Jack spread himself across the couch and watched Ianto getting dressed. It was almost as fascinating as the sight of him undressing. Almost. All that tucking, straightening, zipping, it seemed like he needed twice as many movements to button up his shirt than to unbutton it. The amazing thing was, that at the end of it he looked like nothing had happened. If Jack wasn't naked and spent, he would think that it was all was just some trick that the rift pulled on him.
"See you tomorrow then, sir." Ianto pulled up his polite smile. "Lack of sleep is getting to me."
"Sure thing Ianto. Get some sleep for me too." He gave him one of his reassuring smiles and Ianto went through the door. Jack listened to the sound of his footsteps on the floor, the cog door opening, and then silence, the all too familiar silence.
Was this still the day he shot Suzie Costello? No, he smiled, because Ianto performed the miracle of undressing. He would never remember this day as the day he killed Suzie, no; this would be the day Ianto finally took off his clothes. And it would be a good memory, one of those he'd save to remind himself that there would always be some hidden beauty on the way. It was only a few hours after Suzie's death, but even now he couldn't hold on to that memory, because naked Ianto stood between. He could always count on Ianto to get him what he needs. That was funny considering all the lies, the betrayal, the fist in his face, all the angry promises, and dead girlfriend. It seemed that Ianto couldn't give false promises. In spite of his deception he kept his part of the deal. Now he even gave what was implied in their first encounter. The strong silent man did have his way with him. Jack chuckled and looked at the table and the mess that they'd made. His gaze fell on the clipboard that lay on the desk. Ianto'd forgotten his list. Jack grabbed it and lay back on the couch.
"Let's see Ianto," he whispered.
He smiled, the list was so Ianto. Neat straight lines that formed a table with estimated times, and achieved times. Reading through the "List of things you can do with a stopwatch," made Jack realize a couple of things.
First was that he should trust Ianto in the future, and let him do things his own way. There was nothing on that list that he would mind, on the contrary.
Second thing he realized, was what Ianto was really measuring. He was measuring how long it would take for him to subdue Jack. He'd either overestimated Jack, or underestimated himself, but he beat his estimations by far. The only thing he did underestimate was the time it would take Jack to undress, he didn't expect any struggle there.
The first half of the list was how fast things were, they hadn't even gotten to the second part where there started the how long questions. Well, there were some things he could easily beat. Especially how long he could sustain his erection. Poor Ianto would regret that understatement. Oh my, he and Ianto could have some good times.
He got to the end of the list and realized that Ianto didn't forget the list, oh no, he'd left it on purpose. It was a challenge. To think that Jack would need three full days to subdue him was too cheeky. No sir, no chance of that. He wouldn't call him now, that would be pleading and Ianto would write it in his scores, but first thing in the morning he would have some Ianto and then off to work.