Tales Of A Time Agency - Janto Interlude

Feb 25, 2009 02:02

Title: Tales of A Time Agency - Janto Interlude

Rating: Completely NC-17 I’m afraid. ;)

Characters: Jack and Ianto.

Pairings: Jack/Ianto.

Spoilers: Not that I know of. If so….sorry. :S

Summary: “Each second of waiting for such an exquisite passion was making Jack feel as if it couldn’t come soon enough, but at the same time reminding him that it would all be over so quickly…..”

Disclaimer: Regrettably I own nothing, none of the characters, zip. Wish I did though.

Author’s Notes: I couldn’t sleep, so I wrote smut. :S Basically this is just a thank you for everyone who has been supporting TOATA, since I can’t tell you how much it means! Its unbeta’d too, so forgive me for any mistakes or at least let me blame them on insomnia at the very least. ;) And as always, if you’d like to comment, please do!




Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five A
Chapter Five B
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight A
Chapter Eight B
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven A
Chapter Eleven B

Dedicated to all you lovely people who have supported TOATA thus far! I hope this offering of smut as a thank you does justice to how much your comments mean to me!! Thank you!

‘I'm not lovin’ you the way I wanted to
What I had to do, had to run from you
I'm in love with you but the vibe is wrong
And that haunted me all the way home

So you never know, never never know
Never know enough, 'til it's over, love
'Til we lose control, system overload
Screamin', "No, no, no, n-no!?’

Jack Harkness was in a conflict with himself.

And in sex, that was completely unheard of.

His head had been severed from his body, his hands completely free from his mind as they lavished attention of Ianto’s freshly exposed chest, his nails etching their way across the soft skin that lay beneath them. With each second that passed, every new kiss that grazed his lips Jack was losing more and more control, his body almost shaking in sheer anticipation. But that was where his head disagreed. More than anything, Jack’s brain wanted to savour this, it wanted to tease the younger man for every fleeting glance they’d shared, wanted to punish and reward him at the same time for making him wait this long. The indecision was driving him insane, acting as just another layer to all of the foreplay, his entire body aching for more contact. It was all too much, each second of waiting for such an exquisite passion was making Jack feel as if it couldn’t come soon enough, but at the same time reminding him that it would all be over so quickly.

Ianto’s thumb stroking a harsh circle across his nipple brought Jack out of his daze with a short sharp moan. Whilst he had been wrapped in his own self absorption Ianto had ridded him of his shirt, and as one hand worked across the sensitive skin of the older man’s chest, the other moved down towards the fastenings of his jeans. Jack was lost to the touch, closing his eyes and simply letting his body feel the soft attention, feel as pointed teeth nipped at the join of his neck whilst the cool air of his bedroom hit his thighs. He gasped as the gentle hand moved up the skin on the back of his legs, gripping the under side of his thigh as he moved to wrap his leg further around Ianto’s. His hands a frenzied blur, the older cadet fumbled with Ianto’s jeans, nimble fingers making quick work of the buttons as he slipped his hand into the other man’s boxers. The body below him stiffened, a precious moan escaping pink lips as Ianto’s eyes blinked open to meet his.

“Someone’s….eager.” The younger cadet gasped, his breath hitching when Jack moved his hand along his cock.

“Complaining?” The redundant question left Jack’s lips just before they came back into contact with Ianto’s neck, his mouth sucking on the soft skin that sheathed the gentle throb of the other man’s jugular. He adjusted the angle of his head, his lips kissing a long line down onto Ianto’s collarbone, teeth scraping across the exposed ridge of bone.

“….No.”

“Then shut it Jones.” The older man smirked, lifting his head to make eye contact with his lover, almost drinking in the blue of his eyes. “You talk too much.”

“Do I?” In a swift motion, Ianto’s grip on Jack’s thigh tightened, as the younger man flipped them over, a cold rush flowing across the older man’s back as it was pressed down into the floor. Ianto grinned above him, straddling his hips and pressing his own row of kisses to Jack’s neck. “And what makes you think you’re calling the shots?”

“You’re taking charge?”

“Got a problem with that?”

“No…..” Jack groaned as a talented tongue swirled across his right nipple, sending sparks of pleasure stalking straight down his body and into his cock. “It’s hot….” The mouth moved further down his body, lapping at the skin that surrounded his naval. “Really fucking hot….”

“And you say that I talk too much….” Ianto’s voice replied, husky and riddled with lust as his hands slid Jack’s boxers from his hips, the fabric moving at a painfully slow pace that only intensified the friction now coursing against his cock. The older cadet was groaning freely with wild abandon, his hands gripping at Ianto’s shoulders in an attempt to make him do something, anything to put an end to this torture. Jack was convinced that he had never wanted anyone this much, never felt so frustrated and out of control that reality seemed to blur and even halt all around them. They were all that existed, Ianto’s hot breath blowing against his cock more important than the burning feeling in his lungs forcing him to breathe, the hands caressing the full length of his legs saying ten times more than any words could ever do.

When Ianto’s tongue finally traced a line down his cock, Jack felt his world almost fade to black around him. The simple act sent a million sensations through his body, his synapses buzzing as each signal fought its way through his limbs and torso and into his brain. He couldn’t think, couldn’t even focus as a flurry of pheromones reached his nostrils, no clear distinction now between the two separate scents coming from either man. It was all Jack could do to move his hands upwards into Ianto’s hair, encouraging him further, tightening his grip as he felt the bright lights of his orgasm approaching…

“Not yet….” Releasing him, Ianto smirked smugly; crawling back up his body, pressing hot butterfly kisses to Jack’s steadily cooling skin. He smiled softly, his face hovering inches above Jack’s. “I don’t want that…..not now.”

“I can take a hint.” Jack grinned in reply, holding Ianto’s shoulders as he flipped them over, settling himself between the younger cadet’s legs, his lips kissing the delicate skin below his right ear. “But I have to be honest with you here Jones….”

“Honest?”

“Right now…..” Jack continued to whisper; continuing to ply his ear with soft kisses whilst his hands worked in unison with Ianto’s to rid him of his trousers. “I’ll fuck you senseless…..just how you want me to. But…..”

“But…..but what?”

“Once that’s over……I am going to take you to the edge slowly…..” The older cadet laughed softly into Ianto’s ear, his left hand stroking him deliberately. “I’m going to make you wish that you never made me wait two months for this…..” He paused, pressing a kiss to the other man’s cheek, before pulling away to meet his gaze with his own dark, lust filled eyes. He chuckled to himself for a moment, before leaning in to press another, more demanding kiss to the younger cadet’s lips.

“Fuck….Jack…..please.” The body below him pleaded, and Jack suddenly found that he lacked the last remaining shred of self restraint to tease him any further. Leaving Ianto’s side for a barely a moment, he fumbled around his room for the lube, coating his fingers with it impatiently. A harsh, almost brutal kiss met with Ianto’s lips as he felt one finger be pushed into him, his hips moving of their own accord as he felt it twirl and twist within him. In those agonizing minutes that followed, Ianto could only lie and feel as a second, and then finally a third finger pushed their way into him, sending his thoughts so incoherent that he could barely remember where he was anymore. A soft moan left his lips as the fingers withdrew, only to be replaced by Jack barely seconds later.

They lay there for what could have been hours, still and acclimatising to one another, each man desperately scrabbling for any remnants of their composure. As Jack finally began to move, he could already feel stars forming in front of his vision, mental fireworks sending every cell within his brain off into a chain reaction of ecstasy. When Ianto lifted his hips below him, a guttural moan sounded out into the room, but neither man could be sure of whom it had belonged to. As they built up their steady rhythm, the room became swallowed up by the grunts and groans of sex, down to the out of control breathing that had become a constant between them. Ianto’s body was the first to tense, biting his lip as the rest of his face contorted with pleasure, his eyes slamming shut. The combination of the sight of him and the feeling of muscle tensing around him was enough to undo Jack and he came too, shouting Ianto’s name along side a deep and primal groan.

Collapsed amongst a heap of tangled limbs, neither man was able to speak as they regained their breath, regained thoughts, their chests moving so uncontrollably, lungs struggling to cope. Jack’s blood was thundering through his veins, his heart erratic as it too tried to repay the oxygen debt that had accumulated within his body. Lazily, he slung an arm around Ianto’s shoulders, glancing at the other man, watching his satisfied features carefully.

“Are you ok?” He smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to the younger man’s shoulder.

“You’re asking me this now?” Ianto replied with a laugh, turning his head to face him. “What do you think?”

“You went quiet.”

“I was thinking.”

“What about?”

“You have to ask?” Ianto shook his head, propping his head up with his free arm. “I was thinking about us…..about that.” He raised an eyebrow. “About how I’d rather we don’t waste time discussing it until morning.”

“Waste time?”

“Yeah.” The younger cadet. “Don’t spoil it by talking about what any of this means.” He sighed, reaching over and drawing circles with the beads of sweat that glistened on Jack’s chest. “Besides…..from what you were saying earlier, seems like you’ve no intention of not doing this again….”

“You’re ready for round two already?” The older cadet raised a sceptical eyebrow.

“Give me 10 minutes and I think I might be.”

“Deal.” Jack nodded, kissing Ianto’s shoulder again, his eyes lingering on the other man’s features. “Ianto Jones…..you never cease to surprise me.”

“Surprises are what I do best Jack.” The young cadet smirked, pulling him into another kiss, this time on the lips. “I thought you’d have learnt that by now.”

“I’m beginning to….”

“Good.” Ianto smirked. “Because you might just have to get used to it…..”

Ok…..so what did we think? Writing smut is not my strong point and I do apologise for that, but I still hoped that you enjoyed this! Anyway, as usual the pink writing has been resorted to so that I can sit here and plead for your comments LOL. But yes, seriously, if you have the chance, a comment would make me grin quite a bit. Thank you. :)

Just Being Me a.k.a Sisi

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