Casanova No More 1/1- NC-17
Casanova No More
McRaider
Summary: Brown eye watched him from all around the room, but only three sets actually knew him well enough to know this was not normal for Captain Jack.
Author’s Note: Yet another “how I wanted the bloody episode to end!” bit fromJourney’s End. Because it's Smut Sunday (according to Teach) I decided to post the smut I promised awhile back with my other piece this is a little bit of plot and a little bit of smut so essentially it's plutt...yay new word that no one will probably ever use! Wooo. Oh also I do not own the "Beautiful" "Daft" exchange, that's all
teachwriteslash I just borrowed it cause it's adorkable!
Spoilers: Journey’s End.
Warning: NC-17 it is not now nor will it ever be Work safe.
He listened aptly as the Doctor and Donna explained everything that had happened, he watched Gwen appear on the TV screen, he held his breath until he saw Ianto appear. Blue eyes met blue as Ianto briefly glanced at Jack. “Doing it now, sir,” Ianto had whispered, but his eyes weren’t on the Doctor, not for a single moment. His eyes were on Jack who stood right by them.
Martha reached out and slipped her hand in Jack’s hand, noticing how he appeared to be breathing a little easier now that he’d seen his lover. “So much for dabbling.” She muttered so only he could hear.
Jack glanced over at her and smiled; he squeezed her hand in return and nodded. Once the planet had been righted again and Donna had all but forced Jack into hugging her, that’s when Rose noticed for the first time. Jack returned the hug with gusto, but there was none of the usual flirting she’d seen when they’d first met. Something about Jack had changed.
They dropped Sarah Jane off first to go see her son, and that’s when Rose took a moment to really speak with her old friend, who she hadn’t greeted yet anyway. Sitting down beside him she gently bumped his shoulder with hers. He chuckled as he slid an arm around her waist. She easily leaned into his arm and dipped her head to his shoulder. “I was so sure you were dead.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to her head.
“Alive and a little older,” she smiled. “Which would be the same situation you appear to be in-what happened, Jack?”
“What do you mean?” He asked, deciding it was best to play dumb.
She pulled away and looked at him. “I know you Jack Harkness, I know about your past to some extent, this isn’t the man I’m used to. The man I remember was boyish and flirty, you’re not a boy anymore. You’re a man, who looks like he’s seen more war and more horror than anyone your age. Your eyes don’t match your age. You haven’t flirted with me once since I got back here.”
He nodded sadly as he hugged her tight again. “Long story.” He whispered.
Just then Martha came towards them, smirking. “Mind if I join?”
Rose glanced up and smiled at the young doctor. “Of course not! Jack just attracts the women.” She giggled.
Martha smiled softly and nodded, she felt a little happy, for once she proved to know something Rose Tyler didn’t know. Because Martha had never met Jack’s real family. “I’m sorry for your loss.” She whispered taking his hand.
He nodded slowly. “Just the usual causalities.” He liked stoically.
“Bullocks, you loved them. I was there when you saved Owen the first time, remember.”
“Yeah-and look what pain I caused him.”
She gripped his hand just a little harder and forced a smile. “You know-not that I could ever replace the good Doctor Owen Harper, but I’m a little concerned about UNITs direction lately-you don’t have an opening by chance…do you?”
Jack looked over at her and grinned before pulling both women closer to him. “Ianto will be thrilled.”
“Tommy might not, but he’ll survive.”
“He can have a job too if he really wants.”
Martha smiled and looked over at Rose. “Tommy is my fiancé.”
“Oooh, congratulations! You traveled with that wanker and still manage to do domestics. Good for you.” She giggled as she looked at the ring on Martha’s finger.
“He helped me save the world. Oh, I convinced the Doctor to drop us off in Cardiff-thought you could use less of a walk.”
Jack nodded. “Thanks Martha.”
“So then are you dating Gwen or the man?” Rose questioned.
Snickering Jack nodded. “The man, and his name is Ianto Jones.”
“Must be out of his right mind to be dating someone like you,” she giggled.
“Out of his mind in love,” giggled Martha.
“What?” Jack asked suddenly surprised.
“You didn’t know, come on Jack-haven’t you seen the way he looks at you?” Martha stared at her best friend in disbelief, how could he not see it. Ianto positively radiated passion when he was near Jack.
“He…he does? Do I look at him like that?”
Rose smirked, “You’re sitting over here sulking by yourself instead of flirting with every man and woman-oh and ship in this glorious ship. What do you think?”
Jack nodded, deciding at that moment if nothing else came of this horrible event, he’d tell Ianto what he’d felt and been meaning to say since their first kiss nearly a year ago.
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The door swung open as Ianto backed Jack up against the wall, his hand groping to slam and lock the flat door behind them. Jack let out a groan as he thrust slightly, forcing his hips against Ianto’s. Ianto let out a moan as he continued ravishing Jack’s mouth. His tongue thrust against Jack’s as they fought for dominance. Both men were trying to prove how alive they currently were.
The reunion had been quick and quiet-very like Jack and Ianto. Jack had given both his teammates a hug, then introduced Mickey to them as their new techie. Then with a passion only he could find he sent Gwen home with Rhys and gave the SUV keys to Martha, telling her to go see her fiancé and be back on Monday. Martha had offered Mickey the chance to come with her, calling to tell Tommy about their new friend.
Then Jack and Ianto had quietly slipped away, taking Ianto’s car and headed for his flat-
“Bedroom!” The two men pulled away, gasping the words at the same time. Chuckling, Jack gripped Ianto’s hand and pulled him towards the bedroom. They needed showers, but in all honest their only focus was taking each other in, completely. Stepping into the bedroom Jack pulled his lover close and smiled warmly at the man. He nipped at Ianto’s lips, and sighed. “I don’t know what I would have done if-“
Ianto shook his head, kissing away the end of the sentence. “I’m not and I didn’t, so don’t think about it. Let’s enjoy the now, with everything that’s happened I think it’s fair to just live in the moment.”
“Yeah. Ianto-“
“Jack-“
“I…” Jack shook his head suddenly and smiled; pressing a warm kiss to Ianto’s lips again he began to kiss his way down the man’s jaw, over his neck and then gasped. “Too many clothes!”
“Well change that then,” laughed Ianto.
Jack smirked as he slid his hand down Ianto’s fine suit-the tie, vest and overcoat were gone. Jack began to unbutton the shirt, one by one. He felt the caress of Ianto’s chest hair against his hands. “Beautiful,” he murmured.
“Daft.” Replied Ianto playfully as he focused all his attention on removing Jack’s shirts as well, his bad arm hampering them slightly, but that wasn’t going to stop him. Once Jack divested Ianto of his shirt, he continued his trail of kisses and grinned as he slowly sunk to his knees. Ianto moaned as Jack teased him, pressing kisses against his crotch, and then pulling the zipper down with his teeth, sending sweet vibrations through the younger man’s groin.
Jack undid Ianto’s trousers, slowly bringing them down as if he was unwrapping a present. Ianto was already half hard, his erection pressed against the confines as Jack drew his pants and boxers all the way down. Smirking, Jack leaned forward, flicking out his tongue he teased the slit, causing Ianto to cry out, his cock hardening and standing out straight. Jack took that moment to capture Ianto’s penis in his mouth and suck-lightly.
Ianto carded his fingers through Jack’s hair, groaning at the delicious feeling of Jack’s hot, wet mouth wrapped around his penis. “Jack-slow down,” he moaned. “All-night.”
Jack chuckled and nodded, “All night, and I plan to use every minute.” Jack’s fingers trailed slowly up Ianto’s legs and thighs, sending shots of desire up Ianto and straight to his groin. His pants tented where his own cock was straining against the material, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the lube. He covered one finger with lube and slowly traced it from Ianto’s balls towards the tight hold. Grinning he gave little warning as he latched onto Ianto’s cock at the same moment he thrust his finger in.
Ianto let out a gasp of ecstasy, groaning as he allowed himself to adapt to the new position. One finger soon became two, then three. Jack grinned as he curved his fingers just slightly to graze and press against Ianto’s prostate, causing the man to thrust back immediately.
Jack’s fingers were soon replaced by his cock and a moment later the two were caught up in the oldest dance of all time. Kissing, sucking and thrusting, what had started out as quick and frantic became slow and trusting. Savoring each moment. “I love you,” Jack all but cried out during their climax together.
They lay, panting and sweating against one another on the bed, Jack still in Ianto, their arms wrapped around each other. The smell of sex filled the air, but there was no noise aside from the heavy breathing. “You-you what?” Ianto asked softly, suddenly recalling what his lover had said in the heat of passion.
“I…I said I love you.” Jack repeated.
Ianto’s eyes went wide. For a single moment Jack was ready to withdraw and step away. He shouldn’t have said it-Ianto didn’t love him, Martha was wrong. Ianto must have seen Jack’s reaction, because he pressed his lips to Jack’s lips. “I love you too, Jack. Completely and totally.”
The two men smiled as they traced every inch of one another’s body, getting reacquainted with the one they loved.
The End