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Ianto & Jack	By : Mayweed99 Category: S through Z > Torchwood Views: 2661 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Ianto & Jack
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Jack brought the blanket up to cover himself and Ianto, resting his arm over Iantos hip, pulling him back against Jacks length.
Ianto could tell by Jacks breathing that he would soon be asleep. His breath was warm against Ianto's ear, "Mmmm, why did we wait so long?"
Jack's tongue ran down his neck, lingering over the hollow at his collarbone.
Shivers ran up and Ianto's spine, his cock throbbing against his stomach.
Was it possible to want Jack again? Only minutes after their first time? His cock thought so.
Ianto snugged back, letting Jacks warmth and size envelope him.
This was much different than spooning with a girlfriend.
Even when he had been with the other, it had not been like this.
He knew he was more than halfway in love with Jack, had been fighting his need for the Torchwood boss for weeks. What did a glorified Teaboy have to offer Captain Jack Harkness? Then, after a routine planning session that evening, Jack had just stood watching Ianto as he cleaned the cups and plates from the table.
Ianto had been all too aware of Jack standing by the door, arms crossed over his chest, that slight smile on his lips, the one that made Ianto's cock twitch. Had silence ever been so awkward, had Torchwood ever sounded so empty?
"Ianto..."
Ianto kept his head down, if he made eye contact, he would be lost.
"Ianto, come here." Ianto grabbed Owens teacup which held the remains of a semi-glazed floating on the top and dumped the contents into the trash bin.
Jack was standing right next to him, how did such a large man move so quickly? Jack put his hand on the nape of Ianto's neck, pulling him abruptly towards him.
"I am so fucking tired of pretending we don't want this." Jack's mouth crushed down on Ianto's, his tongue pushing past lips that had opened to protest, agree, beg...?
His hands clutched Jacks arms, his hips thrust forward, unable to help himself Ianto made small sounds in the back of his throat, his cock had come to raging attention in an instant.
Jack pulled back, laughing.
"If I'd known you were that easy sailor, I wouldn't put you on the payroll at all."
Jack's erection tented the front of his pants, its size obvious through the taut fabric.
"What do you want Ianto?"
Ianto wanted Jack to fuck him, he wanted to fuck Jack, suck him, taste him, lick his cock from top to bottom, devour him with tongue, teeth and hands.
Ianto took Jacks cock in hand and began to stroke the length. His other hand grabbed Jacks ass and pulled him close.
He wasn't as tall as Jack, but Jack met him halfway for a kiss that was open mouthed, warm, moist and punishing.
"I'll take that as a yes."
Jack undid his fly, his hands pressing gently on his shoulders until Ianto was on his knees, facing the most massive cock he had ever seen. Pre-cum was oozing from the the slit on the purple head, and Ianto flicked out his tongue, salty and sweet. His hand stroked from base to tip, holding the shaft firmly, pulling the foreskin over the knob, using the pre-cum as lubrication. He looked up, wanting to see Jack's face.
Jack had leaned back against the table, his eyes closed, breathing in gasps.
Ianto took Jacks cock in one swallow, his tongue swirling around the head.
"Oh, fuck." Jack's knees had almost buckled. "Oh God, yes." His hand came down to cup the back of Ianto's head. Ianto pulled back, only to plunge Jack's cock further into his mouth. "Where did you learn to do that? You said you were straight!" Ianto looked up into Jack's eyes and smiled around a mouthful of cock. His hands finished undoing Jack's pants and pulled them to his ankles.
Ianto pulled back, so only the head of Jack's cock was in his mouth, wrapping one hand around the shaft he began stroking in long, smooth motions, his tongue circling the tip, slipping into the slit, his teeth gently grazing the underside where head met shaft. He cupped Jack's balls with his other hand and began gently, rythmically squeezing them in time with his mouth and other hand.
Jack had begun moaning, his head moving from side to side. "Please, please..."
Ianto stopped, "Please what, Jack?" He moistened his forefinger and began slowly working it into Jack's ass.
"Please, don't stop..."
Ianto had no intention of stopping. His hand began its rythmic motion again, his mouth sucking and pulling at Jack's cock from the root up, his other hand cupping the balls, while thrusting a finger into Jack's ass.
Ianto could feel Jack's knees tremble, his back was arched, trying to push his cock further into Ianto's hungry mouth.
Two fingers now began working Jack's accepting hole, thrusting and stroking, finding that sweet spot, making room for a third finger, bringing Jack to the very edge.
There was nothing slow or gentle about this, not like it had been with the other.
Ianto wanted - needed to show Jack that the Teaboy had bite. His cock was harder than he could ever remember, balls drawn up tight against his body. It wouldn't be long before he joined Jack on the brink.
Ianto pulled back, blowing hot breath across Jack's enflamed cock, slowly pulling his fingers from the pulsing hole.
He stood up and covered Jack's mouth in a raw, passionate kiss, their cocks rubbing together through Ianto's pants. His hands began undoing the buttons on Jack's shirt, but it was taking too long, and Ianto simply grasped the lapels and dragged it from him, the undershirt quickly followed. Ianto tongued one nipple, hard as a pebble, and then the other. Jack arched beneath his tongue.
"You had better finish this soon Ianto, I can't hold on much longer." Jack's voice was raw with wanting.
Ianto turned Jack to lean over the table, nudging his legs apart with his Oxford's. One motion freed his cock from his pants, and then he was at the entrance. He thrust inside, the warm tightness almost sending him over the edge with the first stroke.
"Jack, ah, Jack!"
Any restraint Ianto had, evaporated. He wanted to master, brand, own Jack Harkness. He grabbed Jack's hips, holding him still. He had done very little to prepare the way - no lubrication, no condom, no warning, and he didn't care. God help him, a case of intergalactic STI's would be a small price to pay for this pleasure.
He thrust again and again, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the large room. His balls were slamming off of Jack's ass. Both of them quickly began to sweat, their bodies sliding against each other slickly.
Jack had reached between his legs and was pulling his cock, matching Ianto's thrusts into his ass stroke for stroke.
Jack's tunnel began to pulsate around Iantos cock. Jack was thrusting his ass back at Ianto, taking him deeper and harder than he had thought possible. He tightened his grip on Jacks hips, no longer sure who was fucking who. Jack's moans we more urgent, reaching for the final release.
With a shudder, Jack erupted, spraying cum on the table and floor in jets.
Ianto knew he wasn't far behind, feeling Jack's ass clenching and releasing around his cock was almost more than he could take.
He grabbed Jack's shoulders, pulling him, arching his back, letting him penetrate deeper than ever.
And then he was there, going over the edge, allowing the sensations from his groin wash over his entire body.
He pulled out, in time to shoot jets of hot cum over Jack's back and ass. He groaned in surrender, running his tongue down Jack's spine, had he ever come this hard?
Ianto collapsed against Jack, hoping Jack's legs were more stable than his own felt at that moment. When his breathing was almost back to normal, Ianto slowly stepped away from Jack.
He was suddenly unsure of himself again. Not only had he fucked Captain Jack-Bloody-Harkness - he had performed a money shot on his bosses back. A circumstance not covered in the Torchwood Employee handbook.
"Jack?"
Jack turned to face Ianto, his face unreadable.
"Jack?
"If you think, for one moment - that just because you fucked me in a three piece suit, I am going to be your bottom every time - you've got another thing coming." Jack's face lit with that smile that Ianto was learning to love far too well and opened his arms, welcoming Ianto into a gentle kiss and embrace. It was alright, but he did fleetingly wonder who was going to clean up the mess? He had a feeling the Teaboy was going to be taking a Personal Day tomorrow.
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