Jack/Ianto Fic - After The Date
After The Date
Jack/Ianto
by :Lucy_Harkness
Rated : 13-15-ish?
Ianto was happy to be going home after the date. He knew Jack and Spaghetti bolognaise wasn't a good mix. It was embarrassing
more to the fact that Jack didn't really mind he would shovel more than he knew he could fit into his mouth. Ianto turned the
key with one hand, and pulling off his favourite red silk tie with the other.
Ianto wiped his feet on the mat and disappeared into the kitchen straight away. Jack shut the door behind him, turning around he
stopped and admired Ianto's lounge. Jack had pictured Ianto's flat before, on several accessions, but he never expected Ianto
to have dark purple walls, with a dark oak looking coffee table. On the table were four black coffee coasters, carefully stacked
on the corner of it.
Jack sat on the black leaver sofa, he smiled as he did, he knew Ianto loved leather furniture. The TV that lay on a small wooden
stand with a DVD player and freeview box that had been symmetrically placed on the shelf below. The TV couldn't have been much
bigger than about 25 inches.
"Coffee?" Ianto's tired voice called from the kitchen. "yeah, go on then." Jack said sanding up, walking over to the doorway
that led to the kitchen. The doorway didn't have a door, instead it had a black and white beaded curtain. Jack walked though
it.
The kitchen was smaller than he guessed, but it was big enough for a kitchen that only one person would use. Ianto had a
coffee machine in the corner beside the black Russell Hobbs toaster that matched the kettle. The walls were painted a sort of
dark blue, and the ceramic tabletop had the usual 'coffee' and 'sugar' pots under the cupboard.
"nice little place you got here." Jack said leaning against the shinny clean empty sink. Ianto yawn and switched on the kettle.
"thanks, I try to keep it as clean as I can." He walked back into the lounge, Jack followed.
Ianto sat on the sofa, leaning back and sighing calmly. Jack sat next to him. "so, you enjoyed tonight?" Jack asked, putting
his arm around Ianto's shoulders. "yes, it was a good date, but next time remind me not to let you get spaghetti bolognaise again."
Ianto sighed leaning on Jack's shoulder.
Jack kissed Ianto's forehead, stroking his damp hair. "you look hot." Jack whispered lightly in his ear. "thanks," he giggled.
"no silly, I meant you look warm. you've got you've got your jacket on still." Jack laughed, helping Ianto taking off his jacket.
"now, you look hot." Ianto smiled and pulled off his tie, throwing it to the floor.
"we should go out together more often, but not for dinner, maybe a club next time or something?" Ianto suggested, walking
over to the kitchen at the sound of the kettle clicking, telling him it was ready. "You wouldn't mind going to a club?!" Jack
said surprised.
"why not, could be fun." Ianto called from behind the curtain. Jack smiled and didn't reply, he wasn't going to let the night end
with the drinking coffee and saying 'goodnight.' He looked down at his black silk t-shirt, two buttons were already undone, he
started undoing the others that followed.
Ianto rubbed his eyes and walked out caring the coffee's. "I dunno what's on TV tonight, I though we could watch a fi...." Ianto
cut off his sentence as he saw Jack laying on his leather sofa with his shirt removed, laying on the floor. "sit down Yan." Jack
said patting the seat next to him.
Ianto put the coffee on the table and jumped to the seat next to Jack. "you had this night planned didn't you?" Ianto smiled.
Jack just smiled back and lent closer towards Ianto, resting his hands on his waist. "of corse, you didn't really think I wanted to
come back to yours with out sex did you?" Ianto blushed at his touch and words mixed together.
Ianto closed his eyes and lent towards Jack's lips "how silly of me." he whispered, placing his hand on Jack's smooth shoulders.
They kissed passionately, Jack slowly making Ianto lay on the sofa, so he was looking over the fully clothed Welshman. Ianto moved
his hands down Jack's back, resting his fingers on the edge of Jack's trousers.
"I don’t think so," Jack whispered smiling. "we need you outta those clothes first." Ianto let Jack undress him, the feel of Jack's
hands over Ianto's chest was amazing. "oh god Jack, I want this so much." Ianto growled, placing his hands on the back of Jack's
neck. "I know, so do I."
Jack had Ianto just were he wanted him, His Ianto, the one who he thought about everyday on his journey away, his dream of
having Ianto in Ianto's flat, on Ianto's sofa was coming true. Jack smiled as the dream in the back of head was slowly becoming
a reality. He was going to enjoy this, and so was Ianto. Jack smiled and pulled Ianto into a deep kiss.
"just wait till I get you into bed." he whispered in between each breath.