20
Ianto was dumbfounded, staring at the papers Jack had placed on the desk for him to file in their personal drawer of legal shit. As Jacky put it. Ianto had simply picked them up and swung to do so then glanced at them, finding himself frozen as he saw the names, the titles and the reasoning.
"Jack… is this…"
"Yes. I... I just served her this lunchtime" Jack said as he sat on the edge of the desk to look down at the little one asleep in the crib. His late afternoon bottle was sitting cold on the edge of the desk, their son sweetly in repose.
Ianto didn't speak, merely rose from the chair, stepped around their sleeping child and engulfed him in a hug. Jack felt the love, the acceptance and even some apology in it for the pain he felt.
"This was not your fault" Jack said as he felt that body in his arms, so warm sold and… well… real "She pushed. You stepped back, she pushed, you stepped back then by the time I realized those pushes were shoves… you were almost too far away."
Ianto drew back and looked into his eyes "You know… I was starting to get cared of that too. That maybe soon you could not hear me anymore… the gap she created. But you had to be the one to see it, to recognize it. I couldn't lead you. As always, you had to see it yourself."
"I know. And I also know that is one of my failings you forgive" Jack grinned "My ability to look at bright shiny things that might be luring me to my doom."
Ianto laughed softly, leaning in to kiss Jack more forcefully now, their bodies flush and the awakening of said bodies not unnoticed by either man either.
"Come on" Ianto whispered softly "He had at least another hour of sleep before the next bottle."
"Oh my… you offer such things to me" Jack gasped with a theatrical flare "But whatever shall I do… being a man of high standing and…oomph."
Ianto shut him up with a kiss, a squeeze of that hardening dick before a slap of the arse had him taking off, leaving Jack there to gasp with shock.
Once Jack had checked that the baby monitor on the edge of the crib was on, he ran after him and their giggling lightened the sting of what Jack had been forced to do.
But he would again.
For this.
.
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"So, what now?" Toshiko asked as she sat back, passing the papers to their brother was he struggled to sit as well, both of them pretending they could not see his discomfort. The squeak of leather on leather loud as he had chosen a leather chair that was one of Jack's big boys.
"Well, now I give him a lot of mind-blowing sex to reassure him that he made the right choice"
"Ewwwwwww"
"Sez the man with leather pants so tight he can't sit properly for fear of squashing his meat and two veg" Ianto blinked slowly at his sister as a grunt and then a ripping sound had them both turning their heads to gape as Tyrone stared back with horror, the unmistakable sound of his pants giving making Ianto's eyes widen as the slow groaning sound continued.
As if knowing there was something happening to one of her favorite homans, Myfanwy helped by leaping into his lap eagerly, the final ripping now a loud rauch.
"Well… OK then" Ianto said slowly, turning his head to blink at his sister who was still staring at their brother.
"I do hope you didn't go commando to get into those in the first place Ty" she finally managed to say with some calm "After all… if your arse gets sucking from the weight of the dog on your gut, you might get stuck to the leather seat."
Ianto choked, his coffee he had taken mouthful of flying about the table as he choked, coughed and shrieked.
Myfanwy was quite pleased with herself really.
Result!
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And here is where we shall leave this one, we knew it had to be resolved and Jack did the right thing in the end, as Ianto knew he would. Why those papers were already set up at the lawyers for when he rang for them and he would never even consider that fact.
As always, Ianto had waited for him to pull his head out of his arse long enough to see the light.
Thanks for reading. xxx