Knots With Promises
Title: Knots With Promises
WC: 1272
Characters: Jack/Ianto
Rating: R
Summary: How does Ianto get out of the ropes in Meat?
Notes: there are snippets from the scene of Meat of Ianto getting out, I've italicised all the dialog. Spoilers for Countrycide and Meat. The knot that Ianto notices (and describes as symmetrical) is a pruisk. All the other knots you can leave up to your imagination. :)
"Come," Jack had said simply, when it had been just Jack and Ianto in the Hub.
Ianto looked sullen, depressed almost, as he headed to Jack's office.
"You've debriefed everyone else, you have most of the story."
"Ianto." Jack's voice was soft. Ianto lifted his eyes to Jack's. "All Tosh said was that you sacrificed yourself so she could have a chance out."
"I headbutted him," Ianto said quietly.
Jack's face split into a grin, "Really? Headbutting?"
Ianto only nodded, meekly.
Jack laughed some more. "Next time it happens. Well, next time you'll be ready."
"I'm sorry, sir?"
"I'm going to teach you the art of escape."
*
It hadn't quite worked out like that.
"I don't think that's a proper knot either," Ianto hisses, watching Jack carefully loop the rope into a symmetrical tension knot. "What's it called?"
"Jack's Knot. I just invented it."
Ianto says nothing. He rolls his eyes and stares at his feet- tied again with another of 'Jack's Knots'. Eventually, he promises himself, he is going to look up these knots, or at least hack into Jack's computer and see where he's getting the knots from.
He shivers, lightly, as Jack runs a finger down his arm.
"Not tight enough," Jack decides, moving the knot along the rope. Ianto moans slightly as his arms stretch further above his head. "Now," Jack says, smirking at the taut, naked, Ianto. "Try to get out."
Always, it goes like this, with Ianto squirming to be free, and Jack teasing gently. When he gives up, Jack climbs atop him, kisses his neck, nibbles at his ears, caresses his cheek.
Always.
Jack moves his hands down, gently strokes Ianto, waits until Ianto is ready before lowering himself on him. "Come on, Ianto, get free!" he shouts. Ianto struggles against the bonds, tries to move himself deeper into Jack. He bites down hard with effort, straining his body as tight as it will go. Jack moves for the both of them, rocking back and forth, up and down, until one man, or both, cannot hold back any longer.
They come within seconds of each other, always. This time, Ianto is first. He collapses back on the bed as Jack comes hard. They're both covered in it.
"There there," Jack says, pulling himself off Ianto and stroking Ianto's face gently. He stops to kiss Ianto forcefully, his lips crushing against Ianto's. When he breaks, both men smile. Jack's smile is more devious. "What happens when you're facedown?"
Always, it happens like this.
Ianto closes his eyes, does not speak as Jack easily undoes the ropes. To watch is cheating. He turns himself over, holds his hands above his head and waits for the ropes. Jack ties his feet first, spread apart. Ianto jumps at the move.
"Rest easy," Jack says. He moves the ropes around Ianto's wrists and Ianto squirms from the anticipation. Jack straddles Ianto, leans over his body to finish tying the rope. Jack pulls it tight, then tighter, then tighter. Ianto moans into the bed, knowing Jack has cheated (again. always.) and tied the ropes in such a way that Ianto cannot get out.
When Jack enters Ianto, it is sudden. Ianto gasps and lifts his head, wincing as his shoulders twist from the rope.
"Cheater," he says in a short gasp. Jack only laughs.
"Come on, Ianto, get free!"
Ianto can see the knots now, above his head. He knows how to get out of the one around his wrist, but to do that, he needs to get the rope tied to the headboard off. And to do that …
Thinking while being fucked could work for no-one else but Ianto Jones.
*
His heart nearly stops when Jack steps out. The gun to his head he doesn't mind as much as Jack tossing his gun away.
Do you know what you've got here, Dale?
Dale jerks him, his hand around his collar. The gun jabs his collar bone and he winces, closes his eyes. Not Jack, is all he can seem to think. It isn't until Jack speaks again that he begins to calm down. He opens his eyes slightly, feels the ropes against his wrists. He can do this. Jack's given him worse before.
It's an alien. A creature from another galaxy. Jack is talking, his voice steady. Ianto concentrates on it, moves his left wrist slightly against the knot. It came through a rift in time and space, and it was unlucky enough to find you.
Tosh is talking, but Ianto can't hear. He's watching Jack, who is watching him. Jack's trying to tell him something, trying to give him reassurement. Ianto thinks struggling to get a knot undone while being fucked is a whole lot easier than attempting to do it with a gun to his chest. Jack gives nothing away as Ianto blinks twice. Yes. He's safe. He's fine.
Look at it Jack says and Ianto is jerked back slightly as the creature moves. He winces- he's lost the knot. Slowly, though, carefully again. He looks at Jack, steadily, without blinking. He needs time. Jack's got to give him time.
Jack's voice slips with emotion as Ianto's thumb slips over rope. He has it. He just needs to move carefully …
you've got to stop Jack says as Ianto's hand slips through the loop he's just made. He's careful, concentrating on not only the knot, but the rising tension in the room. The creature knows something's changed, Ianto can feel the energy almost crackling, and still, there's a loop stopping him from breaking free at that very moment.
While Dale talks about his 'business' Jack watches Ianto carefully. Ianto watches back, almost crying with effort as his hands twist the right way. Nearly there …
Dale, stop. You can still walk away from this. Gwen speaks and Ianto is grateful. There's enough hesitation for him to pull the final loop over . He keeps his eyes on Jack, face scrunched up in concentration. Jack looks back, his face calm.
The gun fires just as he breaks free.
*
Back in the safe confines of his bed, he twines the ropes around and around his wrists as Jack watches.
"We don't have to," Jack says quietly. Ianto sets the rope on Jack's lap.
"I'm not nearly as fast as I should be."
Jack grins and pulls Ianto's hands behind his back. He ties them securely, then pulls Ianto to the bed. Ianto kneels, his face pressed into the mattress. He doesn't cheat. He waits until Jack is ready, until Jack has clicked the stopwatch and is pushing tightly into him, to start struggling.
He moves, and Jack moves with him; he twists his wrists and thrusts his hips up at the same time.
"Come on," Jack says. "Faster." Jack thrusts with more intensity now, faster. Ianto gasps against it, lets his hands work their way around the ropes.
"Bet I can come before you break free," Jack teases.
"Cheater," Ianto says, his face twisting with concentration. His cock is throbbing and he is desperate to get his hands free and around it. Jack, ever intuitive, moves his hand around it, squeezing gently.
"Cheater," Ianto says again. It's a double distraction for him, and he can't take it. He comes, loudly, with Jack right after. Both men collapse on the bed and Ianto twists his wrists some more. Nearly there.
"No, no," Jack says, pulling the loose knot tight. "We're going to keep trying 'til you get it right."
Always, is all Ianto can think. Always this is how it will be. Always.
WC: 1272
Characters: Jack/Ianto
Rating: R
Summary: How does Ianto get out of the ropes in Meat?
Notes: there are snippets from the scene of Meat of Ianto getting out, I've italicised all the dialog. Spoilers for Countrycide and Meat. The knot that Ianto notices (and describes as symmetrical) is a pruisk. All the other knots you can leave up to your imagination. :)
"Come," Jack had said simply, when it had been just Jack and Ianto in the Hub.
Ianto looked sullen, depressed almost, as he headed to Jack's office.
"You've debriefed everyone else, you have most of the story."
"Ianto." Jack's voice was soft. Ianto lifted his eyes to Jack's. "All Tosh said was that you sacrificed yourself so she could have a chance out."
"I headbutted him," Ianto said quietly.
Jack's face split into a grin, "Really? Headbutting?"
Ianto only nodded, meekly.
Jack laughed some more. "Next time it happens. Well, next time you'll be ready."
"I'm sorry, sir?"
"I'm going to teach you the art of escape."
*
It hadn't quite worked out like that.
"I don't think that's a proper knot either," Ianto hisses, watching Jack carefully loop the rope into a symmetrical tension knot. "What's it called?"
"Jack's Knot. I just invented it."
Ianto says nothing. He rolls his eyes and stares at his feet- tied again with another of 'Jack's Knots'. Eventually, he promises himself, he is going to look up these knots, or at least hack into Jack's computer and see where he's getting the knots from.
He shivers, lightly, as Jack runs a finger down his arm.
"Not tight enough," Jack decides, moving the knot along the rope. Ianto moans slightly as his arms stretch further above his head. "Now," Jack says, smirking at the taut, naked, Ianto. "Try to get out."
Always, it goes like this, with Ianto squirming to be free, and Jack teasing gently. When he gives up, Jack climbs atop him, kisses his neck, nibbles at his ears, caresses his cheek.
Always.
Jack moves his hands down, gently strokes Ianto, waits until Ianto is ready before lowering himself on him. "Come on, Ianto, get free!" he shouts. Ianto struggles against the bonds, tries to move himself deeper into Jack. He bites down hard with effort, straining his body as tight as it will go. Jack moves for the both of them, rocking back and forth, up and down, until one man, or both, cannot hold back any longer.
They come within seconds of each other, always. This time, Ianto is first. He collapses back on the bed as Jack comes hard. They're both covered in it.
"There there," Jack says, pulling himself off Ianto and stroking Ianto's face gently. He stops to kiss Ianto forcefully, his lips crushing against Ianto's. When he breaks, both men smile. Jack's smile is more devious. "What happens when you're facedown?"
Always, it happens like this.
Ianto closes his eyes, does not speak as Jack easily undoes the ropes. To watch is cheating. He turns himself over, holds his hands above his head and waits for the ropes. Jack ties his feet first, spread apart. Ianto jumps at the move.
"Rest easy," Jack says. He moves the ropes around Ianto's wrists and Ianto squirms from the anticipation. Jack straddles Ianto, leans over his body to finish tying the rope. Jack pulls it tight, then tighter, then tighter. Ianto moans into the bed, knowing Jack has cheated (again. always.) and tied the ropes in such a way that Ianto cannot get out.
When Jack enters Ianto, it is sudden. Ianto gasps and lifts his head, wincing as his shoulders twist from the rope.
"Cheater," he says in a short gasp. Jack only laughs.
"Come on, Ianto, get free!"
Ianto can see the knots now, above his head. He knows how to get out of the one around his wrist, but to do that, he needs to get the rope tied to the headboard off. And to do that …
Thinking while being fucked could work for no-one else but Ianto Jones.
*
His heart nearly stops when Jack steps out. The gun to his head he doesn't mind as much as Jack tossing his gun away.
Do you know what you've got here, Dale?
Dale jerks him, his hand around his collar. The gun jabs his collar bone and he winces, closes his eyes. Not Jack, is all he can seem to think. It isn't until Jack speaks again that he begins to calm down. He opens his eyes slightly, feels the ropes against his wrists. He can do this. Jack's given him worse before.
It's an alien. A creature from another galaxy. Jack is talking, his voice steady. Ianto concentrates on it, moves his left wrist slightly against the knot. It came through a rift in time and space, and it was unlucky enough to find you.
Tosh is talking, but Ianto can't hear. He's watching Jack, who is watching him. Jack's trying to tell him something, trying to give him reassurement. Ianto thinks struggling to get a knot undone while being fucked is a whole lot easier than attempting to do it with a gun to his chest. Jack gives nothing away as Ianto blinks twice. Yes. He's safe. He's fine.
Look at it Jack says and Ianto is jerked back slightly as the creature moves. He winces- he's lost the knot. Slowly, though, carefully again. He looks at Jack, steadily, without blinking. He needs time. Jack's got to give him time.
Jack's voice slips with emotion as Ianto's thumb slips over rope. He has it. He just needs to move carefully …
you've got to stop Jack says as Ianto's hand slips through the loop he's just made. He's careful, concentrating on not only the knot, but the rising tension in the room. The creature knows something's changed, Ianto can feel the energy almost crackling, and still, there's a loop stopping him from breaking free at that very moment.
While Dale talks about his 'business' Jack watches Ianto carefully. Ianto watches back, almost crying with effort as his hands twist the right way. Nearly there …
Dale, stop. You can still walk away from this. Gwen speaks and Ianto is grateful. There's enough hesitation for him to pull the final loop over . He keeps his eyes on Jack, face scrunched up in concentration. Jack looks back, his face calm.
The gun fires just as he breaks free.
*
Back in the safe confines of his bed, he twines the ropes around and around his wrists as Jack watches.
"We don't have to," Jack says quietly. Ianto sets the rope on Jack's lap.
"I'm not nearly as fast as I should be."
Jack grins and pulls Ianto's hands behind his back. He ties them securely, then pulls Ianto to the bed. Ianto kneels, his face pressed into the mattress. He doesn't cheat. He waits until Jack is ready, until Jack has clicked the stopwatch and is pushing tightly into him, to start struggling.
He moves, and Jack moves with him; he twists his wrists and thrusts his hips up at the same time.
"Come on," Jack says. "Faster." Jack thrusts with more intensity now, faster. Ianto gasps against it, lets his hands work their way around the ropes.
"Bet I can come before you break free," Jack teases.
"Cheater," Ianto says, his face twisting with concentration. His cock is throbbing and he is desperate to get his hands free and around it. Jack, ever intuitive, moves his hand around it, squeezing gently.
"Cheater," Ianto says again. It's a double distraction for him, and he can't take it. He comes, loudly, with Jack right after. Both men collapse on the bed and Ianto twists his wrists some more. Nearly there.
"No, no," Jack says, pulling the loose knot tight. "We're going to keep trying 'til you get it right."
Always, is all Ianto can think. Always this is how it will be. Always.