A/N: Mornings can be great :) This one was a present from me to you for my birthday, I usually hate it, but today is such a great day and I'm looking forward to my thirties :)

No spoilers

Beta-ed: TattoedLibrarian

Jack woke up surprised that he had slept again and that he had slept well, he was rested. The other thing that surprised him was a warm body beside him. He opened up his eyes and was welcomed by Ianto's sleeping face. They had fallen asleep on the couch without even a blanket, fully dressed and hugged. Jack couldn't remember last time that happened to him. His own arms were wrapped around Ianto's waist holding him so he wouldn't fall on the floor. More surprising was that Jack hadn't kicked him out in one of his vivid nightmares. He was free from them tonight. It was dawning as Jack studied Ianto's sleeping face. It was strange really, but he wasn't unnerved by that sight anymore, he enjoyed it.

Soon Ianto started to slowly wake up, he squirmed making Jack aware of his morning need. As he stretched his arms that were around Jack's shoulders, he squeezed Jack tightly to him; that made Ianto frown with his eyes still closed. Jack smiled at that clearly seeing how Ianto quickly came to awareness recollecting himself. His eyes suddenly shot wide open and he looked shocked looking at Jack.

"Um, sorry, I didn't mean to..." he started to withdraw but Jack smile widened as he took a grip on his waist and pulled him closer pressing their groins together. That made Ianto growl and stop talking.

"Good morning to you too" said Jack with his smooth voice "it's nice to see you too. You're a lovely sight in the morning." Ianto blushed at that and Jack laughed lustfully letting his whole body shake. Ianto trembled under his palms. "As far as I can see, I would say, Mister Jones, that you're glad to see me too." Jack looked down to their joined bellies.

"Well..." Ianto slightly muttered "it's just like you to be so smug."

"Didn't we decide that was a good thing" Jack asked innocently and at that Ianto smiled.

"A very good thing, Jack" his eyes went soft.

"Don't you know how it affects me when you say my name like that" Jack said with his voice low and started to move his hand down Ianto's back. Ianto tensed under his palm.

"Oh don't worry I won't do much, just get us free of this morning distraction, so we can get to work. That is, if you allow me." Jack stopped his hand on the small of Ianto's back waiting for permission.

"As you wish sir" Ianto answered with husky voice.

"Sirs aren't any better" Jack growled. "Why do you look so good in the morning?"

"It's the crumpled suit" Ianto deadpanned "completed with ruffled hair."

"I love that, maybe you should let it grow out longer" Jack mused and put the hand on which Ianto lay in his hair making it messier.

"I rather die" Ianto was horrified "it looks horrible."

"I wouldn't agree" Jack said lightly causing creases on Ianto's forehead so he moved his hand over his backside causing him lose focus and continued talking. "I can't imagine anything horrible on you, and it would probably take just a bit more trouble, not dying."

With those words he moved his hand between them brushing their confined cocks with his fingers. Ianto sighed and relaxed.

"Now we'll just get this distraction out of our way. Don't be alarmed, I'm quite good at this." Jack smiled reassuringly and moved towards Ianto's belt.

"I'm sure..." Ianto started but was cut off because Jack had already reached his pulsing skin. Jack paused waiting for him to adjust to his touch and decide if he wanted to go further or not. Ianto closed his eyes and moved his head to Jack's shoulder. Jack took that as a yes so he freed them from excessive clothes around their groins, lifting their shirts and exposing abdomens. Ianto moved his hand down but Jack stopped him.

"No, just relax" he said softly and brought their abdomens together joining exposed skin together. Ianto sighed with relief and Jack felt that way too, it was simply soothing just to touch someone, even better to be connected to Ianto who was alive and well, breathing.

Jack moved his hand again and took their cocks together in his palm. They fit well together. As he moved his hand stroking them Ianto moaned in his shoulder. Jack held his fingers intertwined in his hair. Ianto held himself firmly against Jack without struggle, he just gave in. Soon Jack felt under his fingers how his climax was near and he let himself join Ianto in the end. Ianto shuddered as he came, and Jack finally went off too, he could have gone off last night in the moment when he first touched Ianto. For him this wasn't the end of some dry spell, but the end of torment and lasting pain that were joined with the complete lack of any touch. That's why Jack remained silent and still during the whole evening, and this morning greeting, to keep himself in control, because if he let himself moan he wasn't sure it wouldn't end up in tears, or worse, screaming.

This way he felt immense relief as he released the orgasm he was denied too long. He took a deep breath breathing in scents and aromas, it was beautiful. For a moment there was silence and they were still. Jack closed his eyes now, understanding why he had fallen asleep last night, he felt safe here, with Ianto beside him.

Then Ianto moved and the moment was over.

"Um, well I better go and shower, we don't want to be late, they will skin you alive as it is" he moved away lifting his pants and letting his shirt fall over his wet abdomen. Jack rose his eyebrows looking at him critically "It's ruined anyway" Ianto argued with a silent Jack "it needs to be cleaned."

"Dry cleaning will have field day with it" Jack smiled not making a move to cover himself. Ianto blushed.

"This one can be washed" he said absently as his eyes fled towards Jack's exposed skin. For a brief moment Jack worried that he hadn't healed, that somehow Ianto could see all the wounds that hadn't left any scars. "Yours on the other hand can't, so be careful" he finally said and took a box of tissues off the stand and threw it at Jack. "Wipe yourself" he commanded and turned towards the bathroom with all his dignity. Jack didn't laugh at his back, he just enjoyed the view. He did miss Ianto.

Jack complied after the bathroom doors were closed. As he cleaned himself he wondered what Ianto would have said about his ruined shirt that he threw in the trash bin after the Master experience. He would most definitely want to set him straight. Jack chuckled at that mental image. In his mind it was a fun incident because it could never happen. Ianto would surely give him his piece of mind complete with few eye-rolls and ironic lines.

Advice: This is a perfect place for a shower, or run. Refresh before diving in a new adventure.