Torn 72/?

Dec. 31st, 2008 06:58 am
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Title: Torn - Sequel to Be Careful What You Wish For
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen, My OC's: Damien and Chloe, Martha, UNIT
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: Set after series two
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Mentions of Mpreg, angst, language, TORTURE
Rating: PG13 - NC17 For series.

Previous series (Mothers Day/Celebrations/One Week In Cardiff/Heaven and Hell/Be Careful What You Wish For/First Christmas) can be found here: Fic Master List: http://missthingsplace.livejournal.com/14374.html#cutid1

As they ate their meal Jack tried to get Ianto to talk about his day, the dinner Claire had made them was as delicious as it looked and smelt and the wine went with it perfectly.

“Claire told me you went for a walk today?” Jack asked.

“Yep.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

Ianto shrugged. “It was cold.”

“Was it snowing while you were out, it is now?”

“It was trying to, as we got home.”

Jack sighed inwardly, Ianto seemed to be retreating into his own little world and he didn't know just how to go about getting back out of it. Ianto was happy to cuddle, in bed and out but they had barely shared more than a small kiss in a long time and Jack was beginning to miss the intimacy they normally shared. It wasn't just about missing sex, he was missing feeling loved.

After they had finished dinner, neither wanting dessert Jack put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and then found Ianto back in his usual spot on the sofa watching TV, he fished out a DVD they both liked and asked Ianto if he fancied watching it with him. It was a light hearted comedy and hoped Ianto would watch it with him, and if he was lucky get to hold his lover.

Ianto seemed happy to watch the movie and Jack settled back on the sofa, leaning against one of the arms and convinced Ianto to sit between his legs, his back leaning on Jack's chest and after a few minutes he felt Ianto relax a little. Wrapping his arms around him Jack was glad when Ianto didn't try to move them away from him and they settled comfortably to watch the film.

About half way through the film Jack kissed Ianto's neck softly, he couldn't help himself but Ianto made no sign he had felt it. Waiting for a few more minutes to pass before he did it again, time he pressed his lips against his skin a little harder, his lips lingering for a few seconds more and although Ianto didn't move Jack didn't miss the small sigh that escaped his lips.

Jack kissed his neck some more, Ianto tilted his head slightly to one side and Jack wondered if he was concious of doing so but he wasn't going to let the opportunity pass him by, he kept kiss and then nibbling softly on the soft skin as he breathed in his lovers scent. He knew he wasn't helping himself and he could feel his own arousal beginning to grow and the chances of Ianto wanting sex were minimal but for now he was happy to get whatever Ianto offered.

“Ianto.” Jack said his name softly into his ear.

Ianto tilted his head, turning it sidewards as looked up at Jack. “What?”

Jack lowered his head and kissed Ianto softly on the lips, when Ianto didn't pull away he tried to deepen it, his tongue sliding from between his lips and teasing Ianto's. Ianto resisted for a few moments before letting out a sigh as he parted his own and let Jack's tongue into his mouth. Ianto twisted around in Jack's arms, wrapping his own around Jack's neck as they kissed almost desperately for a few minutes before Ianto broke away and then settled back in his former position and resumed watching the movie.

Ianto seemed completely oblivious to the effect the kiss had had on Jack, from where Jack was sitting he couldn't see any evidence that Ianto was in the same state, in fact there was no tell tale bulge in the front of Ianto's jeans at all. When the film finished Ianto got to his feet and told Jack he was going to bed, Jack kissed him softly on the lips and told him he'd be up soon as his mobile vibrated silently in his pocket.

Taking it out the display told him it was Chloe, he flipped it open.

“Hey Chloe.”

“Jack, how is he?”

“Much the same, Claire got him out the house for a short while today.”

“That's a good sign Jack, it's going to take time, you just have to be patient.”

“I know, I know ... I just ... miss him. He kissed me today, properly and I thought, maybe ...”

“Give him some more time Jack, he'll get there soon, I promise.”

“Is that all you called for, it's just that he's gone to bed and I need to be with him in case the nightmare strikes.”

“No, Martha called. It seems both of our tests on Ianto's DNA have us at the same conclusion and she's coming to see you both in a couple if days time.”

“It's good news, yes?” Jack tried not to think negatively.

“Yes, very good news I'd say, but I promised I wouldn't say anything without Martha being here.”

“Hint?”

“Sorry Jack, I better go. If you want me to talk to Ianto again just let me know, okay?”

“Thanks Chloe, bye.”

When Jack reached the bedroom Ianto was curled up under the bedclothes but he could tell from his breathing that he was still awake even though his eyes were closed, Jack decided that he would have a shower before joining him in bed, maybe by the time he got back to the bedroom Ianto might have finally fallen asleep.

Jack entered the bathroom and closed the door, locking it behind him without even thinking about it and turned on the shower. As he began to strip his clothes off he couldn't dismiss how aroused he was any longer, even though he had talked to Chloe it hadn't subsided at all. He had spent the last couple of weeks avoiding the issue but tonight he knew that he had to have some kind of release, as he stepped into the cascade of hot water he let erotic thoughts of Ianto flood through his mind.

TBC

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