OztheNinja: thanks. Also thanks for the fave and alert.
I love Janto: a late happy new years to you! He'll smile over it every now and again.
Ianto Rhys Jones: thanks for the faves and alerts.
Wolf Demon 22: thanks for the fave.
Jack appreciated the view he had of Ianto's profile as Ianto who was putting one of the boxes that littered the floor on the table. He was turned to the side, blue eyes intensely focused on the task at hand. Jack wouldn't mind Ianto's gaze being intensely focused on him instead. The thought of Ianto undressing him with his eyes made Jack shudder. If Ianto was aware of the effect he was having (and Jack was sure that he was because Ianto noticed everything) he gave no indication of it. Instead Ianto picked up the box cutter that was near by and began cutting the box open.
In his shameless admiration Jack was captured by the way Ianto's eyelashes fluttered as he blinked. His eyes traveled to Ianto's hair which Jack thought was more limp than it usually but still looked soft. He wanted to run his fingers through Ianto's hair and nibble on his ear which Jack was pleased to note was still a bit red from earlier.
Jack's eyes traced over Ianto's lips, pink and soft. He looked over the curve of Ianto's jawline, thought about the softness of Ianto's pale skin and of the sweat dripping down Ianto. The air conditioning had been broken for a while apparently, Jack didn't really mind at the moment even though he was sweating in his grey coat.
His eyes trailed over Ianto's neck and then down to the Welshman's arms. To Jack's pleasure this was one of the few times that Ianto had rolled up his sleeves. Ianto's suit jacket was draped over a chair and his tie was loosened which didn't make Jack's urges to trail kisses along Ianto's neck any easier to resist. Ianto's sleeves where rolled up as far as they would go which left Jack trying not to drool. Jack's eyes followed Ianto's slender long fingers lifting a sphere shaped object out of the box. Jack couldn't help smiling or stop the warm feeling in his heart when he looked at the rings on Ianto's fingers. A golden band that served as a wedding ring rested onto of an engagement ring. The stone that glittered on Ianto's engagement ring was just the perfect size and a rarer find than many would realize (Jack couldn't thank River Song enough for her help in picking out a diamond. He owed her for life).
Ianto turned to look at him. Jack knew that his mind should be on the annoyed look Ianto was giving him instead of how they were in a tight office like space. It was an office building although this room wasn't currently used expect for by them. Anything they could think to do here would have to wait and Jack had never been a patient man especially not when it came to ravishing his husband.
"Are you going to help or just try to get a good view of my arse?" Ianto demanded.