Secrets And Lies 3/?
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missthingsplace Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto,
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: Since when were secrets and lies good for any relationship? Will they ever be able to tell each other the truth about themselves?
Warnings: Romance, fluff, angst, humour, AU
Spoilers: Anything is fair game
Rating: NC17 for series
After locking up the coffee shop for the evening Ianto had rushed home to shower and change, he was in and out the house again so quickly his parents didn't have the chance to ask him where he was going to and for that he was very grateful.
If his parents had their way he would be ensconced in a boring job working at some firm of lawyers, married off to a friend of the family – now it definitely wasn't going to be Lisa they would be looking for a replacement, he knew that for sure – and expected to be producing grandchildren.
Even before he found out that Lisa was cheating on him with everyone and anyone he knew he was nowhere near ready to be a father and just the thought of becoming a lawyer gave him the shudders.
Walking back to the coffee shop he pulled his faded denim jacket around him wishing he had put something a little warmer on and found himself arriving there almost twenty minutes before Jack was due to arrive.
He took a moment to gaze at his reflection in the coffee shop window, he knew he looked good in the tight jeans and black t-shirt he'd dressed in, if his father had seen him he would have made him change into at least smart trousers and a shirt but Ianto knew that Mary's party wouldn't be the place for such attire.
A glance at his watch told him he still had another fifteen minutes before the Captain arrive, if he actually did and spotting the small newsagents on the other side of the street open he dashed across with the intention of buying a packet of mints.
He wasn't sure how he came to be back outside the coffee shop minutes later with the said mints, a packet of ten cigarettes and a box of matches.
After pondering the packet for a few moments he ripped off the cellophane, pulled one out a lit it, taking a long drag and savouring it before exhaling again and then another leaving no more than half of the cigarette smoking between his fingers.
“I never took you for a smoker?” A question came out of the darkness followed but the unmistakable silhouette of Captain Jack Harkness.
“I don't ... that is I gave it up when I met Lisa and I guess I was feeling more nervous that I thought,” Ianto admitted, dropping the cigarette onto the ground and grinding it out with his shoe.
“What's there to be nervous about?” Jack asked with a grin, watching the younger man pull out the rest of the packet and toss them into the nearby rubbish bin.
“Let me see, I haven't been on a date since I dumped Lisa and I haven't dated a man since uni,” Ianto answered.
“I'm sure nothings changed,” Jack said, laughing softly.
“First date nerves?” Ianto suggested.
“I've never suffered with them myself,” Jack grinned.
“Why would you?” Ianto huffed. “I mean, you do look in the mirror right?”
“Are you always this insecure?” Jack replied, taking a step closer to him.
“No, but I've never been out with someone like you before and I thought you'd change your mind and stand me up,” Ianto admitted.
“Someone like me?” Jack laughed. “Okay so I'm bloody gorgeous but I'm only human.”
“Modest too,” Ianto smirked, feeling himself beginning to relax a little.
“Oh very,” Jack agreed, trying to look sincere and failing badly.
“Why did you agree to come to this party with me?” Ianto asked him outright.
“You make the best coffee in Cardiff and as you seem to have not looked in a mirror recently, you're rather tasty yourself,” Jack replied with a smile.
“My ex sleeping with all and sundry really didn't do much for my ego,” Ianto admitted.
“She was an idiot,” Jack told him. “and you're better off without her, who knows what she could have given you.”
“Nothing thankfully, once I discovered what a slut she was I got myself tested for everything,” Ianto answered. “at least she was a careful slut.”
“One small blessing,” Jack agreed. “so, where's this party we're going to?”
“It's a short walk from here at my friend Mary's place, we work together in the coffee shop,” Ianto explained. “it's her partner Sara's birthday today.”
“I've met Mary I think, the blonde?” Jack answered.
“Yep, we should get going I guess,” Ianto replied.
“Lead the way,” Jack told him, letting the younger man move a few steps in front of his so he could admire the view and hurried to catch up with him and placed a hand on his denim clad arse cheek.
Knowing he was blushing red Ianto glanced up at the Captain.
“Sorry, too fast?” Jack asked him.
“No ... it's just ... I wasn't expecting it,” Ianto stuttered.
“Wearing those jeans you're lucky it's just my hand on your arse!” Jack chuckled.
Ianto came to a standstill and looked into the Captains eyes.
“Really?” He asked.
“Ianto Jones, what can I do to convince you that you are a catch?” Jack grinned.
Ianto shrugged and before he knew what was happening he found himself being dragged into a shop doorway and the other man's lips on his own.
Jack's hands slid around his waist pulling him close, Ianto's arms winding themselves around the Captains neck as he melted into the kiss.
His lips opened with a small sigh when Jack's tongue demanded entrance, letting the Captain explore and taste every inch of his mouth, the tip of Jack's tongue stroking the roof of his mouth sending small shudders of pleasure throughout his body before he tangled his own with it.
When they finally broke apart panting Jack rested his forehead on the younger man's before he spoke.
“Has your self esteem improved at all now?” Jack asked him.
“Maybe a little, but I fear it's going to be a long journey,” Ianto joked.
“I have to say I rather like the idea of that,” Jack replied, brushing his lips lightly. “but promise me one thing?”
“Go on,” Ianto urged.
“No more smoking?” Jack asked.
“No more smoking, I promise,” Ianto replied somewhat sincerely.
“Good, now lets get to this party before I ravish you here in this doorway,” Jack grinned, taking the younger man's hand and they made their way back along the street in the direction of Mary's house.
TBC
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Date: 2010-06-25 03:53 pm (UTC)Darn it.
But that was quite a nice way to prove you're into someone!
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Date: 2010-06-25 05:59 pm (UTC)very intrigued and looking forward to more!
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Date: 2010-06-25 06:25 pm (UTC)Little surprised Ianto was so open about Lisa.
Looking forward to next chapter. Maybe some dirty dancing? -begs-
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