Spoiler alert: Random Shoes
Beta-ed: GlassSplinter
While Jack was driving from Ianto, he thought about why he felt unsatisfied. He'd just had sex like he hadn't in a long time, but something was still bothering him. It wasn't Ianto; he was great all the way, just like he should be, not too clingy and ready to play. The last bit was almost perfect. Ianto's cock felt like electric wire under his fingers and his mouth instantly filled with saliva. It almost satisfied the hunger in his mouth, but still. Owen entered the car and disrupted Jack's thoughts by complaining. Luckily his whining was almost cheerful; he obviously managed to score some in the mean time. Tosh entered in the back, quiet and absent. Jack unconsciously stroked his lips with his fingers.
They went out and Gwen showed them an eye. The sixth eye of Dagon was an impressive find. Impressive was the fact that Gwen managed to scoop it out.
Jack turned his back to Gwen so he didn't see the materialisation; he saw the car but didn't notice the danger. Eugene stood there clearly visible and touchable. Gwen and he were entangled to each other and it became obvious from where Gwen got her supernatural sense. It was an amazing sight even if he knew it was a temporary event. Then Gwen gave Eugene a kiss and Jack realised what he was lacking. It was a kiss. A simple, unaggressive kiss which states that somebody is glad to see you, that you are missed, that somebody doesn't want you to go. Gwen grabbed his hand while Eugene was leaving. She sounded like a child, so heartbreaking. She loved so easily and truly that it scared him sometimes.
They drove back in silence. Gwen was exhausted and sad, Owen felt offended, Tosh activated the computer and updated herself.
"Four weevils," she remarked. "You should call for help."
"Ianto helped me," Jack said while he was parking.
"What, Teaboy held your coat so it didn''t get dirty." Owen smirked.
Jack didn't answer; he just tossed the eye to Owen and went down.
"Oh my god Jack, you made Ianto work his ass off." He looked bewildered around the clean and shiny Hub. "I say, you over work us all constantly."
Jack couldn't help but smile at that.
"Yeah, and that's why he has the evening off while you work through your delays. I want the report on that eye by nine o'clock."
Tosh and Owen got busy with the eye. Gwen sat there some time behind her desk, looking lost.
"Jack," she leaned in his doors, "I'll have to go home, and rest."
"Of course, you've done a good job. See you tomorrow." Jack dismissed her with wave of his hand.
He leaned in his chair and thought about the kiss issue. He couldn't really blame Ianto, and he didn't expect any real feelings from him. In the end he did kill off Lisa and that could never be changed. A not kissing policy was a smart one. Nothing throws you down like a good kiss. Face to face and up-close makes it very difficult to stay detached from the person you're kissing. And the kiss of course leads to other ways of expressing affection.
Ianto wasn't to blame that Jack had his back and forth struggle with questions of emotions. He tried to stay away from them, and keep things as light as possible. A casual relationship was his thing. But there was a space within him that craved love. He could soak it dry, and it was never really enough. Because it would run out long before the other person's did. Death took his lovers far too many times but more often it was time itself. Aging and changing made him almost impossible to love. But fortunately it made him darn sexy. He smiled and carried on with work.