Rating: Adult Only
Fandom: Torchwood/Doctor Who
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Ianto/other.Summary: Ianto has an historic stalker.
Warning: swearing, m/m kissing. Sex
Just a reminder I do not own Torchwood, or Doctor some &%^@( jerk .... Well, just to let you know I make no money and only intend this for entertainment.
This story takes place shortly after Meat. I liked the episode but it left a few question for me at the end.
The feedback and comments have been great and feed the muse. Hope you enjoy it.
I seem to be making a few of you crazy, not sure if I need to put a warning for that or not.
I managed to mess up my back again, thanks to work, so I'm going to try and get this done soon so I can worry about my Big Bang.
“I can’t believe you made me wash the dishes before coming up here,” Jack complained, pushing open the door to the master suite.
“It was only fair. Cook made the food; she shouldn’t have to clean up too.”
“Ianto, it’s her job. She likes to do it.”
“Only because she’s programmed that way. Even if she is, it doesn’t mean we can’t clean up after ourselves occasionally. Sorry, I’m not used to having someone wait on me.”
Jack pulled Ianto closer, giving him a quick kiss. “You had better get used to it Ianto Jones, you are going to get spoiled as long as your here. You’ve worked harder in your twenty six years than most people who’ve retired at seventy.”
Jack loved the way Ianto buried his face into his shoulder when he was embarrassed.
“Come on, let’s get you napping. I saw the way you were fighting to stop yourself from tumbling into your pancakes.”
“I’m not that sleepy,” Ianto said, sliding his hand around Jack’s waist and squeezing his ass. “In fact, parts of me are more awake then you can imagine.”
Jack whipped Ianto around so that they were looking each other in the face. “You sure about this?”
The feel of Ianto’s fingers running against Jack’s jaw was almost enough to turn him into a puddle. “I thought this was what you wanted.”
“Oh God, Ianto, I want this more than you can know. I just don’t want you to regret this later.”
Ianto drew him closer, giving him a gentle kiss. “I don’t think there is way I will ever regret what we’re about to do. I love you and I want to show you how much. I’m tired of holding back when we’re together. I was always scared I was going to say something that might scare you off. Not this time.”
Jack didn’t give Ianto a chance to change his mind. He brought their lips together and then directed the younger man toward the bed he had made with this exact moment in mind. The bring sun was shining directly on the middle of the dark red and bright blue quilt. He had one of the woman in the village make it for him. He asked for colours that would remind him of Ianto. He had spent so much time trying to not to forget the people who mattered to him and none more than Ianto. He did make a promise after all, not that Ianto probably had his own planet in mind.
He sat on the side of the bed, and tugged a standing Ianto between his legs. “You know this wasn’t how I planned this.”
Ianto placed his hands on Jack’s shoulders, squeezing and then massaging. Jack couldn’t hold back a moan. It had been a long time since he wanted someone to touch him like this. He couldn’t deny he had sex while waiting for Ianto to appear but that had been just sex; a biological need. This was so much more. This was making love at its finest.
“You didn’t want to take me to your bed and ravage me?”Ianto asked with a waggle of his eyebrows.
“Oh hell yes, I wanted to do that but I was thinking more of after I wined and dined you. I had planned to have candles everywhere. Some nice music playing, the bed turned down maybe some kind of chocolates. But you Jones, Ianto Jones are too impatient.”Jack said, a quick kiss between each word.
“There is only so much Jack Harkness one man can resist and where you’re concerned I think I’ve resisted enough. You know what I like about this new look of yours?”
“This.” Ianto reached for Jack’s waist and pulled the blue shirt over his head. “Easy access. No braces and belt to get in the way of the prize.”
Jack shivered at the look Ianto gave him; his normal blue eyes were dark with lust. “Well, two can play this game.” He reached up and ripped the t-shirt in half.
“That was a perfectly good shirt you know, sir,” Ianto growled the last word.
“My shirt, I get to decide its fate and I think it gave itself to a good cause.” Jack said, running his hands over the hairy chest he had been missing for so long. “I can’t believe you’re really here. I keep expecting to wake up and find this is all some wonderful dream.”
“I keep thinking the same thing but if you believe it than so will I.”
“I believe, I believe in you Ianto.”
Jack fell back on the bed bringing Ianto with him. He grunted when Ianto’s elbow got him in the ribs.
“Sorry,” Ianto said burying his face into Jack’s neck and taking a deep breath.
“Guess this isn’t a dream.”
“I would never be this clumsy in my own mind.”
Ianto laughed. “No, I’m sure you’re nothing but another James Bond in there.”
“The only thing that’s going to be shaken and not stirred is you.” Jack kissed along Ianto’s chin and worked his way down to his pulse point. He gave a playful nip and then a soothing kiss. He loved the needy noises Ianto made.
“Big talk,” Ianto gasped. “Not much showing.”
Jack grumbled, “I’ll show you.” He undid Ianto’s zipper and had Ianto naked before the Welshman could take another breath. He rolled Ianto under him. He lost himself in the feel of having Ianto wriggling underneath him.
“You keep that up and it’s going to be over before it started,” Ianto said, trying to get at Jack’s own zipper.
“Problem?” Jack asked with a cheeky grin, lifting his hips up.
Ianto pushed Jack over so he was on his back, and there was a grinning man looking down at him. “Nope, none at all.” Jack watched as Ianto worked with great concentration at getting his button fly undone. He shivered when the cool air hit his groin. He loved his retro style clothes.
“Lift up,” Ianto ordered. Jack happily agreed. He was quite content to let Ianto take the lead, in fact he was counting on it. “Yes, sir,” Jack said with a wink.
“You are so going to pay for that.”
“Talk, talk, talk that’s all I’m hearing.”
He moaned when he felt the cool air hit his groin. Ianto quickly removed the rest of Jack’s clothes. “Get yourself up to the head of the bed.”
Jack moved as ordered giving his ass a good shake as he went; he was rewarded with a sharp swat and then a kiss to ease the pain. “On your back.”
Jack grinned as he settled against the pillows. He loved when Ianto got demanding, it made his toes curl and his cock so damn hard.
“Now where to start,” Ianto mused as he stretched across Jack’s body. “I could begin here.” Ianto licked Jack’s right nipple. “Or maybe on this side, instead.” He kissed his left one. When Ianto bit down he almost flew off the bed.
“Please what, Jack?”
Jack took Ianto by the face and looked him right in the eyes. “Don’t tease. I want you and I’ve been waiting so long. Please, just fuck me. Make me feel you. I need to know you are real.”
Ianto nodded. He leaned forward, not putting too much weight on Jack. He pushed Jack’s lips open with his tongue. Jack welcomed Ianto, their tongues sliding against each other. The feel of Ianto on top of him kept him from flying away. He pulled Ianto’s hand over to the top of the headboard.
He loved the look of surprise when Ianto realized there was something wet and slick on his fingertips. “This way we don’t have to go looking for lube when we need it, at least not in bed.” Jack said with a grin.
“I love the way your mind thinks.” Ianto moved back between Jack’s legs.
Jack closed his eyes, forcing himself to relax as he felt Ianto’s finger ease its way in. “Been a while?” Ianto asked.
“Yeah,” Jack said through pursed lips.
“A couple of thousand years.”
“Jack?” Ianto asked sharply. “Should I-”
“No, please don’t stop. Ianto, I want no one else but you, I trust no one as I trust you. I’ve waited so long for this moment. Don’t make me wait any longer. I’ll beg if that’s what you want.”
“No, my love that’s not necessary. As long as you’re sure you want me.”
“I’ve been sure of that since we caught Myfanwy.”
Jack let himself be swept away with Ianto’s kiss. He bucked when Ianto’s finger pushed against his prostate. “Easy baby, easy.”
“Love you, Ianto,” Jack moaned when a second and third digit entered him. He wrapped his legs around Ianto. “I won’t hide from you, not anymore. Don’t want to. Just want to love you for the rest of your life.”
“Oh, Jack, I will love you for all of mine. Ready? Ready to become mine and for me to be yours. Nothing can keep us apart, Jack, you’ve proven that already. You’ve shown me that time and death can’t even keep us apart.”
“Yes,” Jack gasped as he felt Ianto push into him. It felt for the first time in a long time like he was alive. He could feel his heart beat in time with each thrust Ianto made. He grabbed onto his lover’s shoulders, urging him on. “I’m so close.”
“Me too, love. Come with me, Jack.”
Jack shouted his completion when he felt Ianto’s seed filling him. Ianto collapsed into his arms, his chest heaving as if he ran a mile in two minutes flat.
Jack kissed Ianto’s sweaty forehead. “I’ve been waiting for you for my whole life,” Jack said, the truth of that statement hitting him. “I thought I was in love before back home, before I left for the time agency but it is nothing like what I feel for you. I know it’s easy for me to say I would die for you, but for you I want to live. I want to be the kind of man you can be proud of to say is yours. All I’ve ever wanted was to see that look in your eyes.”
“What look is that?”
“That you love me.”
“I do.” Ianto snuggled in close. “I will always love you. But need sleep now.”
Jack worked his way out of Ianto’s arm. He went back through the closet to the bathroom. He got a wet cloth and went back to the bed. He carefully washed Ianto, not wanting to wake him up. He then pulled the quilt out and covered Ianto with it. He wiped himself off too before throwing the flannel at the corner. He heard the hidden laundry shoot door open and shut.
He reached into his pants and pulled out the vial Ianto had seen him with before. He took out two pills and dry swallowed them before crawling back into the bed next to Ianto. He gave Ianto’s shoulder a kiss and brought Ianto to his side. He pulled the blanket over them. He placed his hand over his stomach and prayed that everything would work out the way he wanted.