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Janto Kink	By : LRBaker1 Category: S through Z > Torchwood Views: 6094 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pairing: Jack/Ianto Rating/Warning: N-17 – For this chapter only warnings of slash and sex, no kink as of yet - unless you think taking a virgin is kinky. Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood and I do not gain any profit from writing this work of fiction. Story notes: I’m actually writing this to improve my writing of N-17 work, so the first chapter probably isn’t supernova hot, but I should get better with practise! Additional note: This story WAS posted over at FF.net, under my other username Gemini Willow. As far as I am planning all of the warnings on this fic are correct, more may be added as I go along. Chapter notes: Not quite a PWP as there is a storyline, but the bulk of this is mainly sex. This chapter takes place after "Greeks bearing gifts." The first time Jack and Ianto had sex it was what the captain called, “Vanilla.” No strings (or handcuffs) attached, no toys to play with. Just the two of them in a rather spontaneous explosion that was the culmination of the events of Lisa’s death and their disastrous trip to the countryside. Ianto was staying late again, Jack mused as he spotted the younger man’s coat still on the peg. The other members of Torchwood had left awhile ago. Glancing at the clock and frowning, the captain realised that others had left over an hour ago. What was Ianto doing? His eyes narrowed as he imagined the events of the past few months becoming too much for the Welshman and causing Ianto to do something stupid. In a blur of motion, Jack ran over to the CCTV and scanned the screens quickly, finally sighing with relief. Ianto was asleep down in the archives, his chest rising and falling, indicating that if nothing else he was still alive. Even if the discontented frown on his face suggested a nightmare. Jack sighed and headed downstairs. Upon reaching Ianto, Jack smiled tenderly, unable to help himself. He had lusted after Ianto since the moment he met him, but the younger man had always politely rejected his advances. At least now he knew why; Lisa had held Ianto’s heart in the past. But she was gone now. Ianto was still grieving according to Tosh, but that wasn’t going to stop Jack. The man-who-couldn’t-be-killed had had enough lovers/boyfriends/girlfriends/one-night-stands/others that had died to know that even after decades you never stop grieving for the ones you truly love, and it was clear Ianto had loved Lisa. Enough to threaten Jack and the team at gunpoint. Enough to call Jack a monster. Now, that hurt. Jack’s mind bounced between acknowledging Ianto had a point and vehemently denying he was a monster; he was just a man who did what he had to do for the good of everyone. Maybe that was a cowardly way of looking at it. The captain honestly didn’t care anymore, he’d thought too long and hard on the subject and now…Now he needed Ianto. He couldn’t explain it; it felt as though his blood was on fire simply looking at the slumbering Welshman. The culmination of the tough months they’d been through, the tenseness between them, the kiss they had shared – which Ianto had declared as ‘off-the-record’ when he had stated to the team his last kiss had been with Lisa. Now that made Jack’s blood boil. His kisses were memorable! Many had said he was the best kisser they knew! Jack forced himself to be calm and gently shake Ianto awake. The Welshman moaned sleepily and blinked, “Jack?” Jack stifled a sigh, why was it pretty much the only time he could get Ianto to not call him sir was when the younger man was too asleep to really care what he called anyone? “You fell asleep. Everyone else has gone.” “Oh, sorry!” Ianto apologised quickly, rising to his feet and pushing papers into piles. “S’ok.” Jack replied, leaning against the wall, “Looked like you were having a nightmare.” Pain flared in Ianto’s eyes, but he didn’t answer, concentrating on making sure his stacks of paper were steady and wouldn’t fall over in the night. Jack stepped forward and took Ianto’s hand. The younger man blinked at his boss, “Sir?” “Tell me about it.” Jack said firmly, injecting his patented ‘tone-of-command’ into his voice. He felt Ianto shiver. “It was nothing sir. Really.” “I don’t believe you.” Jack moved forward, Ianto retreating until his back hit the wall, their hands still clasped together, “And what’s all this about Lisa being the last person you kissed?” “Don’t.” Ianto murmured, shaking his head. “Am I really not that memorable?” “It has nothing to do with that.” Ianto let out a shaky breath, “Now please, let me go.” “No.” Jack’s eyes glinted and he leant forward, his lips covering Ianto’s. Without really thinking about it, the younger man opened his mouth, allowing the captain’s tongue entrance. Jack moaned softly, Ianto was so submissive and sweet! He hadn’t kissed anyone (in a moment of lust) for so long…Not since…No. It was his rule that when he was with someone, whether in a long-term relationship or a one-night-stand that he didn’t think about previous lovers. It was unfair to whoever he was currently doing something with. The two men finally parted, breathing a little more heavily now. Ianto’s lips looked delectably ravished and Jack smirked slightly in pleasure. The captain gently stroked the Welshman’s cheek and Ianto leant into the touch like a cat being pet by its master. Apparently Ianto needed it just as badly as Jack did. The company, the sex, something, anything to clear the air between them. Jack silently took Ianto’s hand and led him upstairs…and then down into Jack’s private quarters. The captain didn’t sleep much. He found he didn’t really need to, having been trained by the army and Time agency alike to survive on very little sleep. Plus…there were the nightmares… But this was his place just to sit and read sometimes, or his own private thinking space. Sometimes it was nice just to lie down and do nothing. And now, it made a pretty handy place for the two members of Torchwood to have sex. Jack pushed Ianto down onto the bed. The air was heavy, charged with the lust and tension smouldering between them. The captain pushed off his coat and slung it over a chair. He didn’t mind if the rest of his clothing got creased and dirty on the floor, but the coat was special. On the bed, Ianto was likewise removing his tie and shirt, hungrily watching Jack with lustful blue eyes. Jack swooped forward to help him, catching his lips in a passionate kiss at the same time. Soon both of their shirts were discarded and Jack was palming the bulge in Ianto’s trousers as the younger man moaned and keened beneath him. “Jack please!” Ianto begged desperately when Jack finally pulled back to give him enough air to breathe. The captain’s head was spinning, mindless with desire now. He nodded fervently and removed his own trousers and then his pants. His arousal, red and hard, bobbed now it was free rather than encased in the imprisoning trousers. Ianto’s hand came up and gently cupped it, stroking gently. There was a slight look of wonder on his face and it struck Jack that this might be Ianto’s first time with a man. That knowledge made him feel strangely warm inside, but then again, he was feeling hot all over. Jack tugged off Ianto’s trousers and the younger man obediently kicked them off, not worrying about where they’d land. Jack’s hands then hesitated at the band of Ianto’s boxers, his blue eyes meeting the Welshman’s, who very slowly nodded. The captain swiftly removed the black item, wondering why even Ianto’s underwear was formal and wishing he’d been wearing red…he always looked so sexy in red. Ianto’s cock was half-hard and Jack smiled, thinking it looked rather shy, a bit like its owner. He wrapped his warm hand around it gently and stroked. Ianto moaned softly, bucking into his touch, “Jack!” “Easy…I’m going to take care of you.” Blue eyes met blue again and Ianto apparently lost the ability to speak. He swallowed and nodded, finally leaning up to tenderly kiss Jack. The captain smiled against Ianto’s lips, before removing the Welshman’s wandering hand that had been exploring all between Jack’s legs and leaving the older man feeling very tingly down there, “Don’t want to cum yet.” He whispered softly, pulling back and with his free hand, he opened the bedside drawer, pulling out a pack of condoms and a tube of KY jelly. Ianto’s eyes widened as what they were about to do hit home with full force. He looked nervously at Jack who gently kissed him, “I won’t hurt you, promise.” The Welshman nodded, “Jack…it’s my f-” he blushed and looked away, “first time with a man.” He whispered softly to the wall. “I guessed.” The captain replied, lubing the fingers of his right hand, “Don’t worry. I said I’d take care of you and I will.” His index finger began slowly circling Ianto’s entrance. The younger man took a deep breath. “Relax. Breathe normally.” Jack instructed in his tone that normally got everyone to obey him instantly. This time was no exception. Ianto stopped holding his breath and began to relax, Jack’s finger finally able to breach him. The older man soothingly rubbed the Welshman’s thigh, marvelling at how hot and tight Ianto was. He wriggled his finger a little, eliciting a soft yelp in response. When that finger was as deep in as possible without hitting Ianto’s prostrate, Jack wanted to leave that alone for now, his other hand began lightly running along the younger man’s erection. Ianto groaned throatily and squirmed slightly. Jack was able to enter a second finger into the Welshman without him even noticing as the captain’s fingers skated in small circles, their passage eased by the copious amounts of precum Ianto was secreting. Finally Jack was pressing a third finger to his partner’s entrance. Ianto whimpered softly at that, “It won’t fit Jack,” he whispered. “Trust me,” Jack replied firmly, leaning forward to kiss Ianto deeply. The two fingers already inside the younger man now pushed even deeper until… Ianto cried out and bucked, unwittingly pushing himself to be even closer to Jack. The captain smiled, teasing the nub he had found with the tips of his fingers, his third finger finally joining the others. Their kiss broke and Jack smirked. “So, I guess we’ve established the finger will fit with a bit of…persuasion.” Ianto smiled slightly and nodded. “Guess so.” The captain then slid his fingers in and out of the tight passage, making sure the younger man was ready for him, unwillingly to hurt him, even by accident. Finally, he judged his partner was ready. Ianto let out a whimper when Jack pulled his fingers completely out of the Welshman. “Shh…” Jack gently kissed the other man, sliding on a condom before taking his hand, “Squeeze if it hurts, ok?” Ianto nodded firmly and their eyes locked as Jack began to slowly and steadily push into the younger man. Amazement filled Ianto’s eyes and he panted softly underneath the captain. Jack smiled as Ianto’s grip on his hand didn’t increase; indicating Jack had done a very thorough job of preparing him. Once Jack was all the way in the two smiled at one another; Jack his patented cocky grin and Ianto a very shy but pleased smile. “Ready?” “Yeah…We’re really doing this,” Ianto whispered softly in disbelief. “Yeah. Yeah we are,” Jack replied, starting to thrust shallowly. It was like thrusting into a very warm slick gloved hand that was wrapped very tightly around his cock. “More, Jack, please,” Ianto gasped. Jack nodded and began thrusting more fiercely. He was already close to the edge; it really had been too long since he had last been in this position. By the sounds Ianto was making Jack guessed the younger man was likewise incredibly close to the edge. “Jack…” “Let it go, Ianto,” Jack practically purred, his hand stroking Ianto frantically. With a scream the younger man came all over Jack’s hand and his own stomach, back arching and eyes closing in ecstasy. Jack shoved himself in as deep as he could go and groaned as his own release spurted out into his latex sheath. They remained like that for a few moments, regaining their breath, before Jack pulled out of Ianto and discarded the condom, throwing it into the bin at the side of the bed. Blue eyes shyly regarded Jack as he got a tissue from the box on the bedside table and gently cleaned his hand and Ianto’s stomach. “So,” Jack grinned, scrunching up the tissue and chucking it into the bin. “How was it?” “Good. Very good.” “Only very good?” Jack pouted, lying down next to Ianto. “Well…yeah.” “Fine.” Jack sulked, “Next time it’ll be better.” “Promises, promises,” Ianto smiled, and then the smile turned into a grin. “What?” Jack asked sleepily. “I…I can look at you properly again.” “Couldn’t you before?” “No. Not since…Lisa.” “Ah. Well, sex does tend to clear the air. It was better than us having a fight. And good thing we didn’t, your punches hurt.” Ianto chuckled softly, his mind reflecting back to when, in a fit of anger, he had hit Jack solidly on the jaw. “Sorry.” “Me too. For everything.” “Hey, I should be the one apologising.” “It’s not your fault what happened out in the countryside. I knew I should have left you here.” “I thought you took me because you didn’t trust me alone.” “…True. How about we’re both sorry and we start on a clean slate. That sound fair?” “Yeah. Sounds good.” The second time Jack and Ianto had sex it wasn’t so vanilla… And this is where you come in! Review to send in requests for kinky stuff between our two favourite Torchwood members. Can be pretty much anything, I’m hard to freak out, but I do reserve the right to refuse some requests. Please give me a big response so I can write loads! (Please note, this is not me saying that if you do not review I will not continue to post the fic, it's just I quite like writing requests for people (Although, as I said before, I reserve the right to refuse some requests, but I will always let you know why I have refused them)
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