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Ianto and Jack tried to be quiet but the giggling and shrieks did gain some attention and in the end John could not help himself, knocking on the door and calling out if everything was OK. The shrilled 'YES' was clearly Jack, which shocked John as he had thought Jack was doing something to Ianto, not the other way around.
The next morning at the breakfast table Jack's hair was still disheveled, his neck covered in bites… not love bites… actual bites and his grin was so wide it's a wonder his head didn't split in two.
Ianto was calm as usual but it was the first time John had clocked him clean shaven and he was so enamored by this new aspect of the man that he was openly leering. Jack was not happy about this and deliberately leaned between the two men to eyeball John. Ianto ate like there was not a dick measuring contest still happening.
"Cut that out" Rhiannon said as she passed behind John's chair, her hand cracking the back of his head with a solid gunshot of a whack. John yelped, jumping with shock and pain as she continued to walk around the table to place down the pate of pancakes.
Well now… Ianto was not sure if this was better or worse as now John was turning his gaze on his sister instead. But ya know, she's a big girl.
"Taddy?"
"Annie?"
Annie giggled as she snuggled into his side and he pushed the chair back and lifted her to his knee. He kissed her as she cuddled into him and John returned his gaze to him, now seeing a side he had not before. The soft, gentle smile as Ianto held his child showed John why he didn't have a chance. Jack leaned in to kiss her forehead, then Ianto's before resuming his food like nothing had happened.
John can't do that.
He could not pull a child out of his arse and he knew Jack loved children above all else, his own child lost to him due to the bitch of an ex-wife and her lawyers. God. They are probably both dead. OK, now John was sad. He looked at his own food for the rest of the meal.
"Right, if you're finished, put your plate in the sink. I am not your feckin mother" she barked and John shot to his feet with alarm, then started to laugh as he automatically did as he was ordered. It was just like having a commanding officer again. Wow, been years since he served, where he met Jack.
Jack seemed to know what he was thinking and grinned as he called out "Good boy. A gold star for you."
"Sez the man letting his Eye Candy get his plate for him" John shot back, then ducked like he thought she was about to slap his head again. Rhiannon looked at him and frowned.
"What the hell are you cowering for? If I feckin slapped ya, you'd know!" she huffed.
"OK, on that note… I am heading off to mow the lawn" Jack said as he rose from the table.
"Mow?" John spluttered "You… mow?"
"Ah… you're not seen Betty" jack leered.
John followed him outside with confusion, then to his surprise they headed past the garden shed. Like, heading for a … a barn, not a garden shed where they might keep a lawn mower. When Jack pushed the large door aside John gaped at the huge monster he saw waiting.
"This…" Jack said as he stepped in front of the vehicle "Is Betty."
"Betty."
"Black Betty Bam-a-lam" Jack said with glee.
The matt black tractor had large threshers on the back, and the blades for the mower looked like something out of a sci-fi movie. Jack then clambered up into the cab and fired it up, the deep throb going straight to John's dick.
OK.
He wants one too.
.
.
"So, what did you do today Tig?" Jack whispered as he spooned Ianto in the dark, their lovemaking had been… invigorating as per usual and he reveled in the time they had alone, without others around. Ianto rarely showed himself with company, now in the dark, the real Tiger moved in the shadows.
"Well… I know you made John envious of your mower, and while you did that I worked on the top lookout verandah while watching" came the muffled reply from Ianto's pillow.
"Oh… really?" Jack was surprised and amused "You were spying on me?"
"Well, I knew that shirt would come off sooner or later" Ianto rolled to face him now, their legs entwined as he cuddled in and kissed under his chin "And I doooo love a man with a body like this."
"Yeah?"
"Hmmmmm, this man to be exact."
Jack snorted and then gave a little squeal as Ianto tickled him and bit at his neck at the same time, so naughty, so much fun.
"And tomorrow?"
"Snow coming."
Jack was surprised by the answer and asked softly "come again?"
"God, three times not enough for ya?"
"No… I mean… what do you mean… snow?"
"Ah. I can smell it, by this time tomorrow night there will be snow on the ground. We will find out how those fuckers move in it" Ianto sighed "And the window for the Firehouse will be closed."
"Ianto, what is it about the firehouse. You seem so hell-bent on getting there for those driptorches and stuff. If the snow really does stop the Buggers, why are…"
"I can't explain it. I don't know if I am right or wrong on a theory that is scuttling about in my head but I have to go, I have to look." Ianto sighed "But... you are right. It is silly."
"Hey, no… I didn't mean to sideline your request. You've been asking all week.. no. We will go in the morning, then it's done" Jack squeezed as he kissed Ianto's nose "And maybe whatever you are dreaming about will settle too."
Ianto didn't answer, not surprised that Jack was astute enough to know Ianto's nightmares were Bug related, even if he had stopped telling him about them.
But he was right.
He needed to lay that thought to rest.