I love Janto: Owen really should have learned by now. After those Torchwood women its no wonder that he went sober.
I'm taking requests if anyone has some.
Ianto hummed in appreciation as Jack's fingers worked their magic. Jack had cured Ianto's headache just as promised.
"I really missed this," Ianto murmured. Jack stopped to kiss his forehead and then his nose.
"I hope it isn't the only thing you missed," Jack particularly purred. Ianto would have leaned back into Jack if he could. But Jack's chest wasn't close enough and he didn't want to fall out of his office chair.
"You know its not." He settled for nuzzling Jack's face. He planned to show Jack just how much his missed him later when he wasn't in so much danger of falling asleep, perhaps with a full body massage. For that night they settled for snuggling up in Jack's bed and getting some much overdo rest.