Learning Curve - Part 2 - fic
Learning Curve - Part 2
Sub Ianto/Dom Jack
Note: for the purpose of this story the ‘snogging’ discussion never happened - because I’d need to work out too much of a back-story to deal with it at the moment!
Warning: Knife kink
Disclaimer: not mine, property of the BBC.
Ianto appeared silently in the doorway as the large door rolled shut behind Tosh. He looked up at Jack, eyes wide and uncertain, with a touch of resentment behind them.
Jack looked at him, eyes quickly taking in how battered the other man looked, he needed to take care of him, now, and remind the other man that that was what he was there for.
He walked over to him,
“Go downstairs, have a shower, get yourself clean, and wait for me” he said softly.
“and leave those clothes on the floor, they’ll be thrown away”
Ianto nodded, and left.
Jack looked at the clock; he’d give him half an hour. He suspected the other man would spend quite some time in the shower. Just as long as he didn’t fall asleep in there. He sat back down at his desk, and started to plan out what he would do with Ianto tonight. It would be all for pleasure; the boy had suffered enough pain over the last 24 hours. But still there needed to be a hint of something else or he knew that Ianto would not let go properly.
He laughed, of course, why hadn’t he though of this before. Probably because he’d never thought about using it for this. He opened the bottom drawer of his desk and put his hand right to the back of it, he pulled out a large black leather knife sheath. The knife had a thick engraved metal hilt, he’d forgotten how beautiful it was. The wide double-edged blade was unadorned, but it gleamed as he held it up to the light. He put his finger on the tip and immediately drew blood, this metal wasn’t found on Earth, the blade was sharper than anything else he’d seen. He’d never used it before, but he’d seen it being used by it’s previous owner and knew the damage that it could cause in the wrong hands. He replaced it in its sheath, picked it up and made his way downstairs to his rooms.
There was no noise, so Ianto must be out of the shower at least. Jack smiled as he saw him kneeling, head bowed in the middle of the room. He didn’t say anything as he made his way round and got some items out of the cupboard. He placed them on the floor by the bed and went over to the young man.
He put a hand on the bruised shoulder,
“Stand up Ianto”
He put out his hand to help him stand, led him over to the bed and gently pushed him to lie down.
“Look at me” he said firmly.
“You need to let go, forget the pain you’re in. You did well, so I think you deserve a treat” the stroked a finger down the battered face in front of him. He bent down and kissed him, firmly taking control. He ran his tongue over Ianto’s lips; the other man opened his mouth, offering himself up to whatever Jack wished to do. His tongue mapped out the inside of his subs mouth; he could already feel Ianto starting to let go.
He pulled back; reaching down beside the bed he picked a slim black leather collar. He stroked it over the other mans’ lips, and smiled as his head moved to follow it’s movement.
“Do you want this on”
“Please sir; yes”
Jack kissed him and fastened the collar round his neck
“You look even more beautiful now” he said, long fingers stroking down the young mans neck.
He reached down again and picked up two sets of cuffs, for wrists and ankles. He’d had them made specifically for Ianto, thick black leather with steel D rings set in them, and lined in blue silk. Ianto’s wrists and ankles were quickly and gently secured to the head and foot of the bed. One final thing was in his hand, the whole purpose of this was to not give Ianto a choice, and this was the one thing that Jack had hesitated over this evening.
“I’m going to blindfold you now beautiful”
Ianto whimpered, Jack pushed his fingers into the thick wavy hair.
“Do you trust me” he got a small nod in reply.
He fastened the black silk over Ianto’s eyes. Standing up he looked down at the other man, the pale skin, covered in bruises from where he’d been beaten by the cannibals, cock, already erect and leaking. Jacks grabbed hold of it firmly and leaned over.
Gently biting his earlobe
“remember this is mine, so no coming until I say so”
A wave of possessiveness flooded over Jack, other people had marked what belong to him, so now he would replace the marks on Ianto’s body with his own.
He pulled the knife out, and knelt astride the young mans thighs and licked the pre-cum off his cock and roughly drawing his fingernail down it.
He placed the tip of the knife at the hollow of Ianto’s throat, he felt a small movement, but the only sound was a faint moan. He smiled, he had hoped that he was right and that this would hit a kink that he’d suspected the young man of having for a while, but regardless of his experience with this he’d still been slightly uncertain.
The cold gleaming metal contrasted exquisitely with the pale skin. He drew it gently down, carefully keeping the blade of the knife flat. It was so sharp that even the smallest wrong movement could result in a cut. He watched the other man, waiting for those small indications that he had slipped into sub-space, knowing he was right on the edge. Over and over he drew intricate patterns on the young man’s body, without breaking the skin. Ianto was at that point where he would be flying, the restraint of not coming, the sensuous feeling of the blade moving over his skin, combining to take him totally out of himself.
Jack slowly twisted the knife, carefully, gently marking what was his. A faint trails of blood drops appeared, as he moved the knife over the skin, allowing his sub-conscious to guide the movement of his hand. He was so hard, every fractional movement made his leaking cock grate, his senses were so heightened he was sure he could hear every beat of Ianto’s heart.
He was finished, he carefully replaced the knife, and sat back and looked at his handiwork. Inato’s place skin gleamed with sweat and blood. Jack leaned over resting on his hands, careful not to touch Ianto’s body. Very slowly starting from the bottom, around the erect cock, he worked his way up, licking all the tiny drops of blood off.
All he could hear were faint moans coming from the young man. He licked, then sucked the hollow of the throat. Gently kissing Ianto’s lips
“Come for me” he said.
Without even touching the young man’s cock, he exploded over his stomach, a hoarse yell emitting from his throat.
Jack undid the blindfold, tears were falling from the corners of his eyes and he kissed them away.
“Better?” he asked quietly.
Ianto nodded.
“Not quite done yet though”
Jack undid his zip. His cock was so hard he could hardly bear to touch it. He put it at Ianto’s lips; the young man immediately opened his mouth.
“Greedy boy aren’t we” Jack laughed quietly.
Ianto sucked cock like the expert he was, Jack hd been right on the edge and it didn’t take long for him to come.
He came down slowly, as he moved at sat on the edge of the bed, he stroked a hand down Ianto’s stomach. He moved and undid the ankle cuffs, he undid the right wrist cuff and went to do the same to the left.
“Leave it, please”
Jack looked up and smiled.
“Ok beautiful”
He undressed, and gently moved Ianto to one side, wrapping his arms carefully around the young man, he held him in his arms as he slept.
It was at times like this Jack thought, looking at a sleeping Ianto, the he nearly, almost felt human.
Sub Ianto/Dom Jack
Note: for the purpose of this story the ‘snogging’ discussion never happened - because I’d need to work out too much of a back-story to deal with it at the moment!
Warning: Knife kink
Disclaimer: not mine, property of the BBC.
Ianto appeared silently in the doorway as the large door rolled shut behind Tosh. He looked up at Jack, eyes wide and uncertain, with a touch of resentment behind them.
Jack looked at him, eyes quickly taking in how battered the other man looked, he needed to take care of him, now, and remind the other man that that was what he was there for.
He walked over to him,
“Go downstairs, have a shower, get yourself clean, and wait for me” he said softly.
“and leave those clothes on the floor, they’ll be thrown away”
Ianto nodded, and left.
Jack looked at the clock; he’d give him half an hour. He suspected the other man would spend quite some time in the shower. Just as long as he didn’t fall asleep in there. He sat back down at his desk, and started to plan out what he would do with Ianto tonight. It would be all for pleasure; the boy had suffered enough pain over the last 24 hours. But still there needed to be a hint of something else or he knew that Ianto would not let go properly.
He laughed, of course, why hadn’t he though of this before. Probably because he’d never thought about using it for this. He opened the bottom drawer of his desk and put his hand right to the back of it, he pulled out a large black leather knife sheath. The knife had a thick engraved metal hilt, he’d forgotten how beautiful it was. The wide double-edged blade was unadorned, but it gleamed as he held it up to the light. He put his finger on the tip and immediately drew blood, this metal wasn’t found on Earth, the blade was sharper than anything else he’d seen. He’d never used it before, but he’d seen it being used by it’s previous owner and knew the damage that it could cause in the wrong hands. He replaced it in its sheath, picked it up and made his way downstairs to his rooms.
There was no noise, so Ianto must be out of the shower at least. Jack smiled as he saw him kneeling, head bowed in the middle of the room. He didn’t say anything as he made his way round and got some items out of the cupboard. He placed them on the floor by the bed and went over to the young man.
He put a hand on the bruised shoulder,
“Stand up Ianto”
He put out his hand to help him stand, led him over to the bed and gently pushed him to lie down.
“Look at me” he said firmly.
“You need to let go, forget the pain you’re in. You did well, so I think you deserve a treat” the stroked a finger down the battered face in front of him. He bent down and kissed him, firmly taking control. He ran his tongue over Ianto’s lips; the other man opened his mouth, offering himself up to whatever Jack wished to do. His tongue mapped out the inside of his subs mouth; he could already feel Ianto starting to let go.
He pulled back; reaching down beside the bed he picked a slim black leather collar. He stroked it over the other mans’ lips, and smiled as his head moved to follow it’s movement.
“Do you want this on”
“Please sir; yes”
Jack kissed him and fastened the collar round his neck
“You look even more beautiful now” he said, long fingers stroking down the young mans neck.
He reached down again and picked up two sets of cuffs, for wrists and ankles. He’d had them made specifically for Ianto, thick black leather with steel D rings set in them, and lined in blue silk. Ianto’s wrists and ankles were quickly and gently secured to the head and foot of the bed. One final thing was in his hand, the whole purpose of this was to not give Ianto a choice, and this was the one thing that Jack had hesitated over this evening.
“I’m going to blindfold you now beautiful”
Ianto whimpered, Jack pushed his fingers into the thick wavy hair.
“Do you trust me” he got a small nod in reply.
He fastened the black silk over Ianto’s eyes. Standing up he looked down at the other man, the pale skin, covered in bruises from where he’d been beaten by the cannibals, cock, already erect and leaking. Jacks grabbed hold of it firmly and leaned over.
Gently biting his earlobe
“remember this is mine, so no coming until I say so”
A wave of possessiveness flooded over Jack, other people had marked what belong to him, so now he would replace the marks on Ianto’s body with his own.
He pulled the knife out, and knelt astride the young mans thighs and licked the pre-cum off his cock and roughly drawing his fingernail down it.
He placed the tip of the knife at the hollow of Ianto’s throat, he felt a small movement, but the only sound was a faint moan. He smiled, he had hoped that he was right and that this would hit a kink that he’d suspected the young man of having for a while, but regardless of his experience with this he’d still been slightly uncertain.
The cold gleaming metal contrasted exquisitely with the pale skin. He drew it gently down, carefully keeping the blade of the knife flat. It was so sharp that even the smallest wrong movement could result in a cut. He watched the other man, waiting for those small indications that he had slipped into sub-space, knowing he was right on the edge. Over and over he drew intricate patterns on the young man’s body, without breaking the skin. Ianto was at that point where he would be flying, the restraint of not coming, the sensuous feeling of the blade moving over his skin, combining to take him totally out of himself.
Jack slowly twisted the knife, carefully, gently marking what was his. A faint trails of blood drops appeared, as he moved the knife over the skin, allowing his sub-conscious to guide the movement of his hand. He was so hard, every fractional movement made his leaking cock grate, his senses were so heightened he was sure he could hear every beat of Ianto’s heart.
He was finished, he carefully replaced the knife, and sat back and looked at his handiwork. Inato’s place skin gleamed with sweat and blood. Jack leaned over resting on his hands, careful not to touch Ianto’s body. Very slowly starting from the bottom, around the erect cock, he worked his way up, licking all the tiny drops of blood off.
All he could hear were faint moans coming from the young man. He licked, then sucked the hollow of the throat. Gently kissing Ianto’s lips
“Come for me” he said.
Without even touching the young man’s cock, he exploded over his stomach, a hoarse yell emitting from his throat.
Jack undid the blindfold, tears were falling from the corners of his eyes and he kissed them away.
“Better?” he asked quietly.
Ianto nodded.
“Not quite done yet though”
Jack undid his zip. His cock was so hard he could hardly bear to touch it. He put it at Ianto’s lips; the young man immediately opened his mouth.
“Greedy boy aren’t we” Jack laughed quietly.
Ianto sucked cock like the expert he was, Jack hd been right on the edge and it didn’t take long for him to come.
He came down slowly, as he moved at sat on the edge of the bed, he stroked a hand down Ianto’s stomach. He moved and undid the ankle cuffs, he undid the right wrist cuff and went to do the same to the left.
“Leave it, please”
Jack looked up and smiled.
“Ok beautiful”
He undressed, and gently moved Ianto to one side, wrapping his arms carefully around the young man, he held him in his arms as he slept.
It was at times like this Jack thought, looking at a sleeping Ianto, the he nearly, almost felt human.