Work To Do
This took me a lot longer than I thought it would to write but here it is.
Title - Work To Do
Rating - NC-17
Paring - Jack/Ianto
Word Count - 1782
Spoilers - 'Adrift'. This story is what happened next (in my head) in the Hothouse.
Comments - I'm still not used to writing smut so any and all comments are a geat help to me.
x-posted as well.
"I thought she would never leave." Jack said as Ianto walked back into the room.
"Impatient as ever."
"Who?"
"Both of you. Gwen had to come and see you, which means Rhys has had a go at her again, and you couldn’t wait for me to get back in here before you undressed again" Ianto gestured to Jack’s bare again torso.
The look in Jack’s eyes turned predatory as he stepped towards Ianto.
"And what is it that you can’t wait for, Ianto Jones?"
Ianto pulled Jack into a hungry kiss before moving his mouth slowly towards Jack’s ear, nipping his jawline as he went.
"You" he whispered.
"Me?"
"Yep. I can’t wait for you to get on your knees and put your mouth to much better use"
Jack pulled away from Ianto’s embrace and looked at the Welshman.
"Is there a reason you’re still standing, Jack?" Ianto asked, a devilish smirk on his face, almost challenging Jack to say something.
But Jack didn’t say anything. Casting his gaze to the floor, Jack moved down Ianto’s body, taking his shirt with him.
"I don’t get why you put this back on again." Jack said as he threw the shirt across the room. "You knew it would come right back off again"
Ianto placed his hands on either side of Jack’s head. "Work to do Jack." Ianto ran his fingers though Jack’s hair as he undid the Welshman’s trousers for the second time
Jack could see Ianto’s erection, begging to be freed from it’s material prison. Not one to condone such imprisonment, Jack slid his hand inside the material and took the hot flesh from the heat of Ianto’s boxers to the heat of his own mouth.
The sudden rush of heat around his cock almost made Ianto come there and then. But he managed to hold back his release and began to relish the feeling of Jack’s mouth as he slid up and down slowly over the tortured flesh.
Opening eyes he hadn’t realised he had closed, Ianto looked down at Jack. This was a slight kink Ianto had - he loved to watch when Jack went down on him. To know that the most incredible man in the universe (in Ianto’s mind anyway) was on his knees pleasuring you and only you gave Ianto the most amazing feeling.
Feeling he was getting closer to the edge, Jack moved faster over Ianto’s pulsing flesh. He loved hearing Ianto moan when he used just a hint of his teeth as he moved. He could feel Ianto’s fingers tighten their grip on his head as a strangled voice struggled to speak above him.
"So......good.......always...........so good at this."
The sound of Ianto’s husky voice sent a shiver down Jack’s spine. Ianto was the only man Jack knew who could take the simplest thing and make it sound so erotic with the gorgeous voice of his.
Ianto stilled his hands and moaned in the back of his throat as he came into Jack’s willing mouth, Jack swallowing down every last bit of Ianto’s orgasm.
Jack stood so he was nose to nose with his lover. "Was my work done to your approval, sir?"
Ianto has managed to regain some composure when he answered. "It was.....satisfactory."
Jack raised an eyebrow.
"You weren’t totally focused on the job in hand"
"Well, it wasn’t so much in my hand as in my mouth, Ianto."
"You were thinking about Gwen."
"Gwen?"
"I’m not sure if you were happy or not that she didn’t join us but you were still thinking about her."
"Ianto..."
He looked the captain in the eye. "I know I was."
"What?"
"I wondered what she would think of you when she realized that the great Captain Jack Harkness is nothing more than a shameless whore?"
Jack looked shocked as Ianto went on.
"What would she think of you if she knew it only took one look from me to get you hard as a rock? Or one little word to reduce you to a breathless heap? One touch from me makes you beg me for more? That all I have to do is just be near you and it takes every ounce of control not to take me there and then? Does she know that every time I stand next to you I can feel the heat of your skin and I can see the little twitch in your hands because you are just aching to touch me?"
Hearing Ianto say all these things, and knowing they were all true, made his heart beat just that little bit faster.
"What would Gwen think of then Jack? If she knew you were...."Ianto pulled Jack into the most passionate and hungry kiss either of them had ever experienced.
"Mine." Ianto pulled Jack back into the kiss before he barely had a chance to breathe.
Jack’s legs were failing him and soon they both ended up on the floor, battling for control of the kiss and each other.
A palm on his groin stopped Jack in his tracks and allowed Ianto to roll them so he was straddling his lover.
"Not so fast, captain. I’m in charge this time and we have time to make up after our interruption."
Ianto took his loosened belt from out of the trouser loops before using it to tie Jack’s hands to a table leg.
"You know what happens if you move. You don’t want to be punished again for ruining this room, do you?"
Jack opened his mouth to say he wouldn’t mind as long as it was Ianto who was giving out the punishment but Ianto’s hand had started moving again and all Jack could think about was how good it felt to finally have Ianto’s hand down there again.
"That’s it, Jack. Concentrate on me. Only me. I’m the one making you writhe and moan." He leaned down so his mouth was right to Jack’s ear. "I’m the one who is going to make you scream."
Jack moaned at Ianto’s words. He struggled against his bonds as Ianto kissed his way down his body. He screamed when Ianto took Jack’s cock in his hand and almost swallowed him whole. Screams which got louder when he felt Ianto’s other hand teased his entrance with a cool liquid before slipping inside.
Jack’s eyes snapped open. He wanted to push down on Ianto’s fingers but that would not only take him away from Ianto’s sinfully hot mouth but it would also send the contents of the table crashing to the floor.
"Ianto......oh god."
"One and the same Jack" Ianto couldn’t help but smirk as he lifted his head from Jack’s cock. Another chance to see his lover come undone and he was basking in every minute of it.
Ianto laughed when Jack whimpered a little as he removed his fingers. But they were soon replaced as Ianto pressed the tip of his cock at Jack’s entrance and slowly pushed into the tight channel.
Once he was all the way in, Ianto leaned down and took Jack’s face in his hand and pulled them so they were nose to nose.
"Ready to scream, Captain?"
Ianto could see the lust that was in Jack’s eyes as he began to thrust in earnest.
He wasn’t going to hold back this time. Wrapping Jack’s legs around his waist, Ianto sat back and began to pound into Jack. This time he wanted someone, especially Gwen, to walk in on them. This time he was past caring. This time he wasn’t going to hold back.
"Yan.....please......god.........let me.......wanna touch..........pleasepleaseplease Yan"
"Is that what you want, Jack? You want me to untie you? You want to touch me don’t you? You’re just aching to touch me. You want to push me even deeper inside of you, don’t you?"
Jack nods so fast he wonders if his neck will snap. Ianto slows his thrusts so that he can see to Jack’s request and releasing Jack’s hands from their bonds.
"All better now, Jack?" Ianto’s voice is playful as he takes away the belt.
The younger man is taken by surprise as Jack uses his superior strength to flip them over so that he is straddling Ianto.
"Much." He replies to Ianto’s amusement. Amusement that is short lived as Jack starts moving his hips. Ianto moves his hands so they can rest on Jack’s waist but he is stopped as his own hands end up being tied with the belt.
"Ah, ah, Ianto. You’ve had your turn to tease. Now it’s mine"
Using his spare hand to hold him, Jack leaned back slightly and began to rotate his hips agonizingly slowly. If this was how Ianto wanted to play it then so be it.
Ianto Jones was sure at that moment that he had died and gone to heaven. The rhythm of Jack’s hips made it seem like he was almost dancing. His own private lap dance.
All too soon for his liking, Jack could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge and he was unable to stop himself from riding Ianto’s cock faster and faster, much to the pleasure of the Welshman, who couldn’t get enough of the sight before him. Truly you haven’t lived until you have seen Jack Harkness naked above you, close to orgasm. There are times when Ianto is sure Jack is just the very personification of sin.
Their moans got louder by the second as they both reached the edge. Jack refused to let Ianto touch him, determined to tease him right to the very end. Stroking himself in time with his thrusts, he screamed Ianto’s name as he came, tightening his muscles around Ianto, who came a spilt second later.
As they lay on the floor side by side, Ianto nudged Jack with his elbow.
"Can I have my hands back now?"
"Sorry, Yan." Jack quickly loosened the belt and placed a small kiss on each of Ianto’s wrists.
Ianto, to Jack’s surprise, put his hand on Jack’s throat.
"I am not going to share you Jack. You said you came back for me, not her. She married Rhys. She doesn’t want you and you will not go after her again. Understood?"
Jack couldn’t tell if the fire in Ianto’s eyes was because of lust, or anger, or jealousy. But he nodded regardless. Part of him knew he had been neglecting Ianto since they had properly resumed their relationship.
Ianto released his hold on Jack and sat up to dress himself again.
When he turned to face Jack again, the little sweet smile was back on his face.
"Want some coffee before round 2, sir?"
Title - Work To Do
Rating - NC-17
Paring - Jack/Ianto
Word Count - 1782
Spoilers - 'Adrift'. This story is what happened next (in my head) in the Hothouse.
Comments - I'm still not used to writing smut so any and all comments are a geat help to me.
x-posted as well.
"I thought she would never leave." Jack said as Ianto walked back into the room.
"Impatient as ever."
"Who?"
"Both of you. Gwen had to come and see you, which means Rhys has had a go at her again, and you couldn’t wait for me to get back in here before you undressed again" Ianto gestured to Jack’s bare again torso.
The look in Jack’s eyes turned predatory as he stepped towards Ianto.
"And what is it that you can’t wait for, Ianto Jones?"
Ianto pulled Jack into a hungry kiss before moving his mouth slowly towards Jack’s ear, nipping his jawline as he went.
"You" he whispered.
"Me?"
"Yep. I can’t wait for you to get on your knees and put your mouth to much better use"
Jack pulled away from Ianto’s embrace and looked at the Welshman.
"Is there a reason you’re still standing, Jack?" Ianto asked, a devilish smirk on his face, almost challenging Jack to say something.
But Jack didn’t say anything. Casting his gaze to the floor, Jack moved down Ianto’s body, taking his shirt with him.
"I don’t get why you put this back on again." Jack said as he threw the shirt across the room. "You knew it would come right back off again"
Ianto placed his hands on either side of Jack’s head. "Work to do Jack." Ianto ran his fingers though Jack’s hair as he undid the Welshman’s trousers for the second time
Jack could see Ianto’s erection, begging to be freed from it’s material prison. Not one to condone such imprisonment, Jack slid his hand inside the material and took the hot flesh from the heat of Ianto’s boxers to the heat of his own mouth.
The sudden rush of heat around his cock almost made Ianto come there and then. But he managed to hold back his release and began to relish the feeling of Jack’s mouth as he slid up and down slowly over the tortured flesh.
Opening eyes he hadn’t realised he had closed, Ianto looked down at Jack. This was a slight kink Ianto had - he loved to watch when Jack went down on him. To know that the most incredible man in the universe (in Ianto’s mind anyway) was on his knees pleasuring you and only you gave Ianto the most amazing feeling.
Feeling he was getting closer to the edge, Jack moved faster over Ianto’s pulsing flesh. He loved hearing Ianto moan when he used just a hint of his teeth as he moved. He could feel Ianto’s fingers tighten their grip on his head as a strangled voice struggled to speak above him.
"So......good.......always...........so good at this."
The sound of Ianto’s husky voice sent a shiver down Jack’s spine. Ianto was the only man Jack knew who could take the simplest thing and make it sound so erotic with the gorgeous voice of his.
Ianto stilled his hands and moaned in the back of his throat as he came into Jack’s willing mouth, Jack swallowing down every last bit of Ianto’s orgasm.
Jack stood so he was nose to nose with his lover. "Was my work done to your approval, sir?"
Ianto has managed to regain some composure when he answered. "It was.....satisfactory."
Jack raised an eyebrow.
"You weren’t totally focused on the job in hand"
"Well, it wasn’t so much in my hand as in my mouth, Ianto."
"You were thinking about Gwen."
"Gwen?"
"I’m not sure if you were happy or not that she didn’t join us but you were still thinking about her."
"Ianto..."
He looked the captain in the eye. "I know I was."
"What?"
"I wondered what she would think of you when she realized that the great Captain Jack Harkness is nothing more than a shameless whore?"
Jack looked shocked as Ianto went on.
"What would she think of you if she knew it only took one look from me to get you hard as a rock? Or one little word to reduce you to a breathless heap? One touch from me makes you beg me for more? That all I have to do is just be near you and it takes every ounce of control not to take me there and then? Does she know that every time I stand next to you I can feel the heat of your skin and I can see the little twitch in your hands because you are just aching to touch me?"
Hearing Ianto say all these things, and knowing they were all true, made his heart beat just that little bit faster.
"What would Gwen think of then Jack? If she knew you were...."Ianto pulled Jack into the most passionate and hungry kiss either of them had ever experienced.
"Mine." Ianto pulled Jack back into the kiss before he barely had a chance to breathe.
Jack’s legs were failing him and soon they both ended up on the floor, battling for control of the kiss and each other.
A palm on his groin stopped Jack in his tracks and allowed Ianto to roll them so he was straddling his lover.
"Not so fast, captain. I’m in charge this time and we have time to make up after our interruption."
Ianto took his loosened belt from out of the trouser loops before using it to tie Jack’s hands to a table leg.
"You know what happens if you move. You don’t want to be punished again for ruining this room, do you?"
Jack opened his mouth to say he wouldn’t mind as long as it was Ianto who was giving out the punishment but Ianto’s hand had started moving again and all Jack could think about was how good it felt to finally have Ianto’s hand down there again.
"That’s it, Jack. Concentrate on me. Only me. I’m the one making you writhe and moan." He leaned down so his mouth was right to Jack’s ear. "I’m the one who is going to make you scream."
Jack moaned at Ianto’s words. He struggled against his bonds as Ianto kissed his way down his body. He screamed when Ianto took Jack’s cock in his hand and almost swallowed him whole. Screams which got louder when he felt Ianto’s other hand teased his entrance with a cool liquid before slipping inside.
Jack’s eyes snapped open. He wanted to push down on Ianto’s fingers but that would not only take him away from Ianto’s sinfully hot mouth but it would also send the contents of the table crashing to the floor.
"Ianto......oh god."
"One and the same Jack" Ianto couldn’t help but smirk as he lifted his head from Jack’s cock. Another chance to see his lover come undone and he was basking in every minute of it.
Ianto laughed when Jack whimpered a little as he removed his fingers. But they were soon replaced as Ianto pressed the tip of his cock at Jack’s entrance and slowly pushed into the tight channel.
Once he was all the way in, Ianto leaned down and took Jack’s face in his hand and pulled them so they were nose to nose.
"Ready to scream, Captain?"
Ianto could see the lust that was in Jack’s eyes as he began to thrust in earnest.
He wasn’t going to hold back this time. Wrapping Jack’s legs around his waist, Ianto sat back and began to pound into Jack. This time he wanted someone, especially Gwen, to walk in on them. This time he was past caring. This time he wasn’t going to hold back.
"Yan.....please......god.........let me.......wanna touch..........pleasepleaseplease Yan"
"Is that what you want, Jack? You want me to untie you? You want to touch me don’t you? You’re just aching to touch me. You want to push me even deeper inside of you, don’t you?"
Jack nods so fast he wonders if his neck will snap. Ianto slows his thrusts so that he can see to Jack’s request and releasing Jack’s hands from their bonds.
"All better now, Jack?" Ianto’s voice is playful as he takes away the belt.
The younger man is taken by surprise as Jack uses his superior strength to flip them over so that he is straddling Ianto.
"Much." He replies to Ianto’s amusement. Amusement that is short lived as Jack starts moving his hips. Ianto moves his hands so they can rest on Jack’s waist but he is stopped as his own hands end up being tied with the belt.
"Ah, ah, Ianto. You’ve had your turn to tease. Now it’s mine"
Using his spare hand to hold him, Jack leaned back slightly and began to rotate his hips agonizingly slowly. If this was how Ianto wanted to play it then so be it.
Ianto Jones was sure at that moment that he had died and gone to heaven. The rhythm of Jack’s hips made it seem like he was almost dancing. His own private lap dance.
All too soon for his liking, Jack could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge and he was unable to stop himself from riding Ianto’s cock faster and faster, much to the pleasure of the Welshman, who couldn’t get enough of the sight before him. Truly you haven’t lived until you have seen Jack Harkness naked above you, close to orgasm. There are times when Ianto is sure Jack is just the very personification of sin.
Their moans got louder by the second as they both reached the edge. Jack refused to let Ianto touch him, determined to tease him right to the very end. Stroking himself in time with his thrusts, he screamed Ianto’s name as he came, tightening his muscles around Ianto, who came a spilt second later.
As they lay on the floor side by side, Ianto nudged Jack with his elbow.
"Can I have my hands back now?"
"Sorry, Yan." Jack quickly loosened the belt and placed a small kiss on each of Ianto’s wrists.
Ianto, to Jack’s surprise, put his hand on Jack’s throat.
"I am not going to share you Jack. You said you came back for me, not her. She married Rhys. She doesn’t want you and you will not go after her again. Understood?"
Jack couldn’t tell if the fire in Ianto’s eyes was because of lust, or anger, or jealousy. But he nodded regardless. Part of him knew he had been neglecting Ianto since they had properly resumed their relationship.
Ianto released his hold on Jack and sat up to dress himself again.
When he turned to face Jack again, the little sweet smile was back on his face.
"Want some coffee before round 2, sir?"