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Title: Reconciliation

Summary: Jack comes home to his four submissives after The Year That Never Was, but they're upset and, consequently, unusually disobedient. Jack's got his work cut out for him in getting things back to normal. (Fivesome fic.)

Rating: AO

Word Count: 23,913

Other Chapters: One Two Three Four Five

Disclaimer: The British Broadcasting Corporation owns Torchwood and all related characters, settings, and trademarks. I do not profit in any way from this material.

Pairings: Gwen/Ianto/Jack/Owen/Tosh, (in the order that they appear explicitly:) Jack/Gwen, Jack/Tosh, Owen/Tosh (Jack/Owen/Tosh), Tosh/Gwen (Jack/Tosh/Gwen), Jack/Gwen (Owen/Jack/Gwen), Ianto/Gwen (Jack/Ianto/Gwen), Jack/Ianto, Jack/Gwen, Gwen/Tosh (Jack/Gwen/Tosh), Tosh/Jack, Jack/Owen, (mentioned:) Jack/Doctor, Jack/Rhys, John/Jack

Contains:BDSM, polygamy, open relationships, barebacking, blowjobs, fingering, PIV, mild spanking, voyeurism, pinning, exhibitionism, masturbation, spanking, collars, cunnilingus, anal sex, handjob, flogging, anal fingering

Warnings: mentions of major character death, references to internment camps, non-lethal shooting, boundary pushing, accidental barebacking, vague references to torture
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Chapter Word Count: 4568

Explicit Pairings: Tosh/Gwen (Jack/Tosh/Gwen), Jack/Gwen (Owen/Jack/Gwen)

Contains: fingering, sexual wrestling, voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation

Warnings: boundary pushing
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Once they were back at the base, Jack handed his coat off to Ianto and immediately slipped the straps of his braces off. "Gwen," he said, in a tone that was commanding but amiable, "I'm going to need you to strip."
Everyone else at the base turned to Jack and froze while Jack started on his shirt buttons. He allowed Gwen a few seconds to recover, but when he got his shirt unbottoned and she still hadn't moved, he gave her a much sterner look. "I wasn't kidding, Gwen. You don't have to make a show of it, but get naked."
That snapped Gwen out of her trance, at least. "Jack, I'm sorry. Okay?"
"No. Do you think you don't deserve to be punished right now?" He looked up at her and raised his eyebrow.
She bit her lip. "I was acting in good faith," she said, and the tremor in her voice betrayed that she knew it was a terrible argument.
"And I'll punish you in good faith," Jack said. She'd flagrantly defied him after he'd made it clear that his orders were not up for debate. Owen had followed her, and he'd take a punishment of his own for that after he'd seen Gwen's. With any luck, seeing Gwen's would finally shake him out of the troublesome mood he'd been in.
She looked up at him for just a second, then dropped her eyes again. Jack didn't think she had any other excuses to try.
"You deserve it," Jack said.
She nodded, not meeting his eyes.
"When you're ready to take it," Jack said, "Let me know and I'll do you a favour."
Jack kept undressing, because he didn't expect it to take her long to accept the punishment. It didn't. Jack was fairly certain that it took her longer to find her voice than it did to mentally accept her punishment. She opened and closed her mouth several times before finally saying, "Alright, Jack. Punish me. I deserve it."
Gwen looked up at him and he looked over to Toshiko. "Tosh, undress Gwen for me, please."
Tosh blinked hard, but seemed a lot more surprised than distressed by the order. She actually smiled slightly, after a second. Tosh and Gwen had never touched each other for him before. Jack liked to keep his new subs to himself for a while before he played with the group dynamics by ordering them to pleasure each other. Tosh and Owen had fucked for him enough times for him to lose count, and Jack had gotten the impression that Tosh rather missed Suzie, and not for her personality, but Tosh had never had sex with Gwen and Owen had only fucked Gwen for Jack because they'd started fucking on their own time anyway and they'd suggested it to Jack. No one but Jack had fucked Ianto. Still, it had been a year for Ianto and almost as long for Gwen. It was time.
Jack finished undressing himself, but kept his eyes on the women as much as possible. Tosh looked Gwen over as if she had no fucking idea how clothing worked, then made the very bad decision to start with Gwen's trousers. She undid the button and pulled down the zipper, then tugged the jeans down to Gwen's knees. Gwen realized the problem at that point and kicked off her shoes, then stepped a bit and helped Tosh get the trousers the rest of the way off. Gwen had accepted her punishment, and Tosh's touches only seemed to be making her calmer. Jack could have humiliated her by stripping her himself, quickly and aggressively, but it didn't feel necessary. This was a good chance to see how well Tosh and Gwen played together, anyway.
Gwen met Tosh's eyes. Tosh remained on her knees and stared up at Gwen. She looked to Gwen's knickers then back to Gwen's face, and Gwen nodded. Tosh slipped two fingers under the waistband at each of Gwen's hips and pulled them down smoothly. Gwen stepped out of them and looked at Jack for approval.
He blinked as if he didn't know why she was staring.
Tosh dropped the knickers in a pile with the trousers and started to stand up. Jack up stop to that immediately. "Tosh!" he said in a tone far harsher than she deserved, but it got the reaction Jack wanted. She froze instantly.
"Yes?" she said, and Jack almost felt bad. He'd really only wanted an immediate reactions out of her, and he'd gotten that, but he'd definitely confused and worried her.
"Do Gwen another favour," Jack said, softly but with just a bit less warmth than what she'd know as his bedroom voice. "Finger her and let me know if she's wet already."
Tosh looked back up at Gwen. She was eager to please Jack right now anyway, so she nodded and spread her legs slightly, to give Tosh access.
Tosh reached up slowly and barely brushed her finger against Gwen's cunt. "She's wet, yes," Tosh said, and she must have been quite wet for Tosh to feel it so easily. Tosh then glanced quickly back up at Gwen, to make sure that Gwen was still okay with this. They both knew what Jack was going to say next. Gwen nodded slightly.
"I said finger her, Tosh," Jack said, in his everyday commanding tone. "Go in. One finger will do but penetrate her."
Tosh obeyed. Gwen barely twitched as Tosh pushed in, which furthered confirmed Jack's suspicions that she was already quite wet. Gwen met Jack's eyes again, and Jack was careful to look absolutely merciless.
"She's wet?" Jack asked.
"Yes," Tosh said. She pulled her finger out of Gwen slowly, so that Jack would have time to stop her if he wanted. He didn't.
"So your finger will be messy," Jack said. "Suck it clean."
Tosh was careful at first, barely running her tongue over her finger. Then she seemed to remember that she actually rather liked that taste, and brought her finger slowly into her mouth and properly sucked on it. When she pulled her finger out of her mouth, she looked at Jack, and he smiled at her. She'd earned a warmth that Gwen hadn't. "Do you like that taste?" Jack asked.
Tosh turned scarlet. "Yes." Gwen reddened too at the answer.
"What does she taste like?"
Tosh shook her head a little, but shrugged and took a deep breath. Gwen shifted slightly from one foot to the other. "She..." Tosh said, "She's kind of salty. Thick. It's..."
"Ianto," Jack said, turning and meeting Ianto's eyes. "Would you like to try?"
Ianto had been staring very intently at the floor, prior to Jack saying his name. He had apparently worked out that he wasn't quite free to leave, but he very pointedly did not want to be there. Jack knew that. Jack was, in a desperate sort of way that he regretted having to resort to, being cruel to be kind.
"If I actually have a choice then not particularly," Ianto said carefully. He looked up at Gwen flashed a pained smile. "No offence."
"None taken," Gwen said. Then all eyes were back on Jack.
"Do you need to use your safeword?" Jack asked Ianto. They all had safewords, naturally. They each had a unique one, so that it was that much easier for Jack to distinguish which of them had used it when he was dealing with more than one of them at once. Safewords were not get-out-of-jail-free cards on punishments, though. When safewords were used, they did absolutely nothing else until they'd had a new discussion on boundaries, and then Jack finished punishing them within the confines of their newly established boundaries. The delay in the punishment was not particularly pleasant for anyone, and as a switch, Jack knew that well. Once upon a time, there'd been nothing he'd hated more than knowing he was in trouble and hearing John promise to punish him later. It not only meant that Jack spent at least a few hours in agonizing anxiety, but also that John had a lot of time to meditate on the gravity of the offence and get create with the torture. No one used their safeword just to delay an inevitable punishment.
Ianto wasn't necessarily in trouble, though. He had little to fear from using his safeword. If he did, Jack would let him leave and they'd get together later and talk. That was all.
Ianto blinked hard and his mouth fell open. He'd clearly interpreted the question as a choice between using his safeword and eating Gwen out. It hadn't been, but Jack didn't really mind him interpreting it that way.
Ianto swallowed hard. "No, sir," he said, and his voice cracked a bit as he said it.
"Then I'm going to need you to keep your eyes on Gwen," Jack said. "Keep your eyes on her and I won't make you put your mouth on her."
Ianto relaxed a little and nodded.
Jack turned back to the women and clapped his hands. "Ladies, let's go! I wanted Gwen naked five minutes ago."
Tosh stood up and quickly helped Gwen out of her shirt and bra.
"Thank her, Gwen," Jack said. "Do it properly."
"Thanks, Tosh," Gwen said. Then she cupped Tosh's face and kissed her, slowly and with tongue. Tosh's hands stroked down Gwen's sides and her fingers curled around her arse cheeks, but Jack was impatient, and they both knew that, so it didn't last long. When Gwen pulled away, they smiled at each other.
"Good," Jack said. "Gwen, come here."
She did, fixing him once again with that same pleading stare, begging for mercy that he was not going to show. He smiled at her with no warmth.
"Now," he said, grabbing her chin and making her hold his gaze even as she tried to look away, "The next time I tell you to strip, I'm not going to have to ask three times, am I?"
"No," she said. "You're not."
"Good," Jack said. Then his touch gentled, so that he was cupping her face rather than gripping it, and he pressed his forehead to hers and breathed with her for a minute, allowing her a short intermission where she could pretend that he was the only other person in the room. He put his hands on her waist, and even though she didn't deserve it, he let her wrap her arms around him and stay like that until her shaking subsided and some of the colour faded from her cheeks. "Are you ready for this?" he asked her quietly.
"What are you going to do?" she said.
"Humiliate you and fuck you while everyone watches," he said. She didn't say anything, but she did hold him slightly tighter and bury her face in the crock of his neck. He moved his hand to the back of her head and spoke softly: "You know you deserve this. Are you ready?" He wasn't going to ask her about her safeword. She knew she could use it if she needed it, and the way she was clinging to him was more pleading than refusing. The nature of their relationship was such that she frequently submitted to his judgement even when she didn't like it. She was allowed to not like it and to express that she didn't like it, but consent to it anyway. Jack would give her more time, though, if she needed it. She'd learn the lesson as well in five minutes as she would in thirty seconds.
She took a deep breath and nodded.
He let go of her and started to lower himself to the floor. "Down here. Get on top of me."
His tone was friendly enough now, but she swallowed hard anyway as she lowered herself down and straddled him.
"Pin me," Jack said. He gave her a minute to adjust her position slightly, but she was hardly pinning him. She wasn't applying any real pressure or putting any weight on him. He went on anyway. "I'm not actually going to make you wrestle me," he said. "I might actually hurt you if you did. So here's the deal: If you can keep me pinned for one minute, we're done. You can get dressed and I'll buy everyone dinner. If I can pin you until you surrender, I fuck you, right here, while everyone watches."
"Jack—" her voice cracked as she said it. "Reconsider?"
"No," Jack said. "Safeword or take it."
She didn't use her safeword. They didn't just use their safeword whenever they were uncomfortable. That would defeat the point, in a relationship where discomfort was both expected and desired. She collapsed against his chest for a few seconds, and again he waited. They had time, and her taking it wouldn't lessen or increase the severity of her punishment at all. He didn't hold her or actively attempt to comfort her this time, but maximizing the skin-to-skin contact again seemed to be enough for her. She took twenty seconds at the most, then she took back the leverage she'd surrendered by collapsing, looked down at him, and nodded.
"Ianto, stopwatch!" Jack yelled.
Ianto took a deep breath as he pulled it out of his pocket, but even still, his "Ready when you are, sir!" was shaky. His thumb hovered over the button.
"Can I surrender now?" Gwen asked, and Jack understood why. It would spare her a tiny bit of humiliation, and she was probably hoping that notmaking Jack pin her would give her some leverage to talk her punishment down into something else.
Jack laughed. "Of course not. You're winning." Jack wiggled a little bit, and that got Gwen's head in the game a bit more. She shifted her weight to hold him down. Good. She might actually play with him. He'd given her a good motive to. "You call it," Jack said. "Whenever you want to start." He wanted her to have every possible advantage.
Gwen took a deep breath and shifted more weight onto Jack's limbs. "Go," she said, not taking her eyes off Jack.
Jack wiggled more than he struggled, at first. She held him down easily until Ianto called "Thirty seconds!" Then he actually started playing. He flipped her by the time they got to forty seconds. It was difficult only because he had to get his hand behind her head when he flipped her, so that his wrist smashed into the hard floor and absorbed the blow instead of her skull. He really didn't want to hurt her. Once he had her underneath him, he held her between his thighs without properly pinning her and rode her as she struggled for a dozen or so seconds. It was until she tried slipping one of her hands under his thigh that he caught her wrists and pinned them above her head, just as easily as he had last night even though now she was struggling, but this time he didn't let go of them. Then, just for fun, he drove his knees between her thighs and pinned them, spread wide for the rest of the team's viewing pleasure.
She struggled, but all she could really do was wiggle her torso ineffectively. She stared up at him pleadingly, but he was beyond mercy.
"Does it have to be this?" she asked, so quietly that Jack had to lean his head in closer to hear her and the others probably couldn't hear her at all. "Jack... handcuff me to your bed and leave me there all night long and use me as you like. I'd accept that gladly. But this..." She shut her eyes and turned her head away from him.
He sighed down at her. He'd known she wouldn't like this. She wasn't the exhibitionist sort. He'd had a difficult time just getting her to tell him her sexual fantasies, back when he was training her, and he knew she strongly preferred for the others to not even be in the building when they had sex. That was the point. This was uncomfortable and humiliating for her and she'd hate it, but he'd make his point. "Gwen," Jack said, just as quietly, "I'm not backing down from this unless you use your safeword. You don't have to accept it gladly."
She sighed, but rather than use her safeword, she opened her eyes and tried struggling again, implicitly consenting to the punishment that would follow her now-inevitable loss. The struggles were no use. She had no leverage and despite being in great physical condition she couldn't remotely match Jack in strength. The effort didn't last long before she went limp and considered her options.
She could always use her safeword, but she was almost certainly not going to do that at this point. She was already naked and spread for the team, and she'd always known that she'd probably end up in this position someday. They had both known that she wouldn't like it when it happened, but it was explicitly within the boundaries they'd established at the start of their relationship, and she didn't really seem to be reconsidering those boundaries now. She'd already let it get this far and refused multiple chances to stop what was happening. She knew Jack would never be angry with her for using her safeword, but she'd also told Jack when they'd first started fucking that he was allowed to show her off and humiliate her if he felt it was the best correction for a particular act of disobedience. It had just never happened before. This was the moment of truth, but she seemed committed enough to submit to Jack despite her misgivings.
She could keep fighting. She was going to lose, though. She knew that. There was the tiniest chance in Hell that a full-scale alien invasion would spring up out of Cardiff in the next minute or so and save her, but it was far more likely that she'd just end up tired and even more humiliated if she dragged this out. She'd also be testing Jack's patience as time went on, and that would not help her in the long-run.
She did the sensible thing. Jack had built time to prepare herself into the challenge for her, but at this point, she didn't need much of it. "Alright," she said, closing her eyes. "I surrender. Do it." She tensed slightly, and Jack sighed.
He let up on her thighs, so that they were both more comfortable. "Eyes open," he said, not in a particularly cruel tone of voice. He normally allowed her to close them, but he wanted to be sure she was staying with him now, fully aware of her situation.
She looked up at him as if she were sincerely sorry. She probably was, now.
"Keep them open," Jack told her. "And I want you looking at me or at one of them. Don't stare off."
She nodded, then immediately looked off to the side, at Tosh. Jack glanced over and saw Tosh smile at Gwen. Gwen relaxed, and Jack made a mental note to reward Tosh for all of this later. This wasn't her punishment, after all, and she was being beautifully helpful and obedient.
Jack entered Gwen slowly, even though she was every bit as wet and loose as she'd seemed to be with Tosh. It gave Gwen an extra minute to breathe deeply and embrace the fact that this was happening. Testing and improving her submissiveness to him with orders and acts she was initially sceptical about was part of the point of this relationship, and Jack knew she could do this for him.
When he really thrust into her for the first time, she chocked on her breath and her eyes snapped back to him. She clearly had to fight to keep them open after that, but she did manage to keep them on his face, if not necessarily on his eyes. That was alright, though. He hadn't ordered her to hold eye contact with anyone.
He was more than usually pleased with himself when he managed to drive in her g-spot hard enough to actually get a moan out of those sulking lips. One man's turn-on is another man's breaking point, though. Tosh and Owen both looked very interested in the way things were progressing, but Ianto flinched and turned away from them as if he was watching Jack maul Gwen rather than fuck her. He leaned against the wall, shut his eyes, and bit his lip.
"Ianto!" Jack said, in a voice that didn't leave any room for doubt about whether or not Ianto was in trouble. Gwen actually jumped and tensed around Jack, and he felt badly enough about that to give her a soft kiss and slow down his thrusts before addressing Ianto: "Do you need to use your safeword?" he asked again, in a calmer tone of voice.
Ianto took a deep breath and turned back to Jack. "No," he said.
"Then I'm confused: At what point did I imply that you had permission to turn away from this if watching it was making you uncomfortable?"
Ianto swallowed hard and needed several seconds before he could speak, and even then his voice wasn't quite steady. "You didn't say not to." Like Gwen, he looked at Jack's face, but not into Jack's eyes.
Jack exhaled slowly and had to exercise considerable self-control not to fuck Gwen brutally hard for Ianto's smart-ass reply. That was true only in the absolute strictest sense. Jack had been quite clear about his desire for Ianto to watch Gwen."Do I actually have to whip an entire encyclopedia of things you are not allowed to do into your skin?" he asked. Ianto flinched. Gwen and Tosh were staring each other in the eyes very intently so that neither of them had to look at Jack or Ianto.
Ianto swallowed hard. "Sir..."
"This is an on-going problem for you," Jack said coldly.
"Oh, lay off, Jack!" Owen said. "Gwen's one thing, but what the Hell has Ianto done?!"
"You do not want to make things worse for yourself right now!" Jack glared at Owen so hard that Owen stepped away from him. Jack's tone gotgentler when he looked back at Ianto. "Use your safeword or keep your eyes on Gwen. That applies to everyone." It didn't seem to be a problem for Owen and Tosh, though. Tosh wouldn't abandon Gwen and Owen was a bit too interested in it, if anything. He wasn't empathetic enough to be properly scared by watching this, Jack supposed.
Gwen looked shaken. Anyone would be with her Dom yelling as he fucked her, even if it wasn't her he was yelling at. He kissed Gwen softly again. Yes, she was in trouble, but she was being very good right now and he wanted her calm. Ianto and Owen's boldness had not been her fault. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and allowed her a few seconds with her eyes closed as he sped up his thrusts again. She let out a long breath that he knew would have been a moan in private, and he smirked."Eyes open," he said. She obeyed right away, and he smiled at her. "There we go. You have gorgeous eyes. Let me see them."
She nodded and actually held his gaze for a moment. He noticed that she was taking deep, rhythmic breaths in perfect time with his thrusts, and he tisked her but didn't stop smiling. "Make some noise for me, Gwen. You're enjoying this. Let everyone hear that."
"Oh-h!" She cried the next time Jack pounded her g-spot. She let out a few hungry moans and Jack kissed her in reward, then looked over at the others as Gwen put on a nice little soundtrack for them. Jack even grunted occasionally himself.
Ianto was watching, but he was visibly upset. Tosh was staring rather more intently, and Owen's hands were back to clutching at his trousers as if it took a great deal of effort not to put them somewhere else. Jack smirked at him. "No one is stopping you from touching yourself, Owen."
Gwen whined beneath him. "Jack..."
"Yes?" Jack said, looking back at her for a moment.
She sighed.
"I want him to," Jack said. As he heard Owen pull down his zipper, he looked back to Ianto and Tosh. "That goes for you two too, if you want."
Tosh blushed and shook her head. Ianto didn't even acknowledge that he'd been spoken to. It was their loss more than Jack's, though, and he really wasn't surprised by their answers. (Or Ianto's lack of one, as the case was.)
Owen started grunting as he jerked himself off, and Gwen moaned louder to drown him out. Jack felt her body shaking around him and beneath him, and he gently stroked her hair. "You're going to come soon," he said. "Think it'll be before or after Owen?"
Gwen shut her eyes and looked away.
"Gwen," Jack said. He didn't need to tell her why it was spoken so harshly. She knew and immediately looked back at him. He didn't punish her for it. It had been mostly accidental. He just kept fucking her, slowly and dominating, and even though Jack had never seen her face this red before, she was as wet as she'd ever been for him and enjoying it immensely, by all signs. Jack had let John humiliate him before. There were seedy clubs on shady planets for that sort of thing, and John was on a first name basis with all of their owners. Jack loved it as much as he hated it. Humiliation was simultaneously one of the worst and one of the best forms of domination and Jack had never really cared to examine why that was.
Gwen was close. She was very close, and Jack had to slow down a bit because he wanted Owen to come first, but Gwen would come for Jack, as soon as he decided he wanted her to. Jack would going to dominate her gently and mercilessly and everyone was going to watch as she got off on it. She was done playing the leader.
When Owen half-shouted and released into his own hand, Jack sped back up and had Gwen screaming for him before she could stop herself. She came hard around him, and the shaking and clenching of her pussy around his cock was more than he could take. He came into her just as hard.
Without putting any weight on her, her covered her body with his own, leaving his cock insider her throbbing cunt. "There," he whispered into her ear. "Be good, and the worst part is over." He kissed her neck.
She whined a little in response, presumably because she realized that 'the worst part' implied that there were more parts to come.
"Stay where you are," he told her. Then he got out and off of her and stood up. "Tosh, you're dismissed. Owen, thanks to Ianto, you are too. I'll deal with you tomorrow."
Owen did not give Jack time to change his mind. Tosh's eyes lingered on Gwen for a moment, looking almost concerned, but Gwen smiled at her slightly, and she smiled back and left.
The worst was over for Gwen, so now he just had Ianto to deal with.
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