missthingsplace | Utopia 1/?

Title: Utopia
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/characters: Jack/Ianto, Owen, Toshiko, Gwen, Rhys ... others
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: When Ianto is sent a request that he, according to his fathers cannot be turned down he has no idea of how much his life is going to change.
Warnings: Slash, fluff, romance, angst, humour, AU, MPREG
Spoilers: Anything is fair game
Rating: NC17 for series

A/N: A huge thank you to everyone who commented on the prologue, you have no idea how happy that made me and it has the bunnies bouncing excitedly too :) I hope you all keep enjoying.

Prologue: http://missthingsplace.dreamwidth.org/449741.html

“How much longer is this going to take?” Ianto asked, growing tired of the passing countryside, which had consisted of thick forest on either side of the rough road for what seemed like mile after mile.

“Just a couple more hours son, the forest should give way to fields soon,” his father answered. “would you like more water?”

Ianto glanced at the leather pouch he was being offered and shook his head.

“Nope, what I'd really like is to stretch my legs and get some fresh air,” Ianto answered him, a little more harshly than intended as he stretched his back as much as he could in the confined space.

His dad slid open the small panel behind him and called out to the two Queens guards at the reins.

“Are we able to stop for a short while? To stretch our legs?” He asked them.

“It's not wise Sir, for there are wolves in those forests,” one of the guards replied, the other grunting in agreement.

“Surely they will not attack in daylight?” Ianto dad asked.

“It's not unheard of,” the guard told him.

“Five minutes and we won't stray away from the carriage?” He urged.

“Very well Sir,” the guard conceded, knowing the Queen wouldn't like her guests to be angry when they arrived.

The coach pulled to a stop and the three passengers exited from the door that was held open by one of the guards and stretched in the warm sunlight of the day.

“Are there really wolves in the forest?” Ianto asked, glancing around a little excitedly and wishing he'd worn his sword instead of packing it into his trunk for the journey.

“So the stories tell Sir,” the other guard answered him. “myself, I'd like to keep it that way; a rumour.”

Ianto smiled to himself and began to move down the rough track a little way, in the direction they had come from, looking deep into the thick forest, trying to spot any movement that might indicate there was a wolf stalking them.

“Ianto, that's far enough,” his father called out to him.

Ianto just raised a hand in acknowledgement and stopped for a moment before walking closer to the edge of the track and placing a hand on the trunk of one of the huge, old trees.

“Ianto, come away now,” his dad called out, concern in his voice for his sons well being.

“There's nothing there dad,” Ianto called back with a small chuckle, then went quiet when a rustling sound from somewhere nearby filled his ears. “Shhh!”

Ignoring the call of his parents and the guards alike Ianto inched his way past the tree and peered deeper into the gloom of the forest, the heavy foliage above blocking out most of the daylight and listened again. Another rustle in the undergrowth caught his attention and he knew it wasn't a wolf, if it had been it would have attached already. With the utmost patience Ianto stood as still as possible, his breathing silent and shallow for what seemed like an eternity when he was rewarded and a large Hare hopped out of the undergrowth and landed almost on his feet.

It looked up at him curiously and Ianto gave a loud laugh, sending it scurrying away back into the dense undergrowth and then he made his way back around the tree to the track and was amused to find both his parents and four guards with swords drawn ready to challenge anything that had dared to attack him.

“It was just a Hare,” he told them with a grin.

“But it could have been anything,” his father scolded. “what would it have looked like if we had turned up with you dead?”

“There wouldn't be any point turning up at all, surely?” Ianto asked with a smirk. “I can hardly marry Prince Jack and father an heir to the throne if I am dead, can I?”

“Don't be so damned cheeky,” his father ordered. “back into the carriage now, there will be no more stops until we reach our destination.”

“In a minute, I need to take a leak,” Ianto said, already fumbling with the buttons that fastened his trousers and moving back around the large tree.

“Oh for … just hurry up!” His father huffed and headed back towards the coach. “And listen out, just in case!”

Hidden behind the tree Ianto pulled his cock free from his trousers and let out a moan of satisfaction as he pissed into the forest undergrowth, relieving himself. This time another unseen movement made him nervous.

“That was no Hare,” he whispered to himself, tucking himself back into his trousers and fastening his trousers quickly.

A low growl filled his ears and he fled, racing out from behind the tree, past the two guards still standing on the track nearby and up to the carriage where his parents were sat inside waiting for him.

“Are you okay?” His dad asked.

“Fine,” Ianto said, dropping down onto the seat opposite his parents, trying his best to appear normal. “fine.”

“You seem a little … shaken?” His father said, concerned.

“Nope,” Ianto insisted. “we should get going.”

With that the sound of a loud howl from the forest filled their ears, they heard the guard bark orders at the men and seconds later the carriage was moving swiftly along the track again towards the Kingdom of Utopia.

“We're just entering the outskirts of the Kingdom,” Ianto father said, causing him to look up from the book he was reading and out of the carriage window.

The change of scenery was amazing, gone was the thick forest and in it's place were rolling meadows and fields of crops. In the distance he could see what must be the Royal palace, it stood tall and gleamed in the afternoon sunshine like the building was made from diamonds.

“It's beautiful,” Ianto said, a little more in awe that he'd have liked to admit. “it gleams so, is it made from diamonds?”

“No,” his dad smiled. “but the stone has a natural sparkle to it, that's what makes it glisten in the sunlight.”

“The Royal flag is flying at half mast, what does that mean?” Ianto asked, watching it wave in the wind as they neared.

“The Queen is not in residence,” his father informed him. “she must be away at this time.”

“Well, that's something I suppose,” Ianto sighed. “I won't have to meet her straight away. I've just had a thought, what if Prince Jack likes me but she deems me unsuitable?”

“Overall, it's her decision,” his dad told him. “if she doesn't like the look of you, no matter what Prince Jack thinks then this union won't happen.”

“The sooner she returns the better then,” Ianto huffed. “if it's up to her. I hope she takes one look at me and sends me away!”

“Now why would she do that? You are every inch a handsome young man,” his father told him. “and you are intelligent, what is there not to like?”

“I'm sure there could be something, hell, perhaps she hates men with curly hair?” Ianto asked hopefully making his fathers laugh as the coach came to a stop outside the castle gates.

“We're here,” Ianto dad smiled, the coach moving again, through the gates and up the impressive driveway. “there's no going back now.”

“Yeah,” Ianto grumbled, looking out at the huge castle, the coach coming to a halt once more.

TBC

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