The New Boss - Chapter 23
Title: New Boss - 23/?
Rating: MA 15+
Fandom: Torchwood
Genre: AU/ Romance
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: None. AU but the names of the Episodes are mentioned
Summary: There is a new Boss for Torchwood Cardiff.
The Next Day
Torchwood- Copyright BBC.
beta’d by the wonderful wanda1969
‘thoughts are in italics and single quotes’
Chapter Twenty-three
Jack woke first. He couldn’t feel his arm. He tried to move it, but it was held down. He lay there, with his eyes closed, smiling. Ianto was still cuddled close to him, half lying on his arm, with his head on his shoulder and a hand over his heart. Jack gave a big sigh. ‘I could happily wake up like this every day - gods he is beautiful, such pale skin and dark hair.'
He moved to push a curl that was tickling him and Ianto’s eyes opened slowly. Jack could see the smile in his eyes.
“Hi,” whispered Jack.
“Hi,” Ianto replied.
“It’s nearly,” Jack looked at his watch, “six thirty, we have about ten, fifteen minutes before we need to get up.”
“Good, so I have time to do this?” Ianto pushed himself up and captured Jack’s lips for a gentle kiss.
“And time for this?” he said as he deepened the kiss, running his tongue over Jack’s lips.
“Do I have time for this?” Ianto mumbled as Jack opened his mouth to reply, he ran his tongue over the inside of his lips and across his teeth.
Jack moaned and returned the kiss with heat and passion. Their teeth clicked together as they tried to taste every inch of each other’s mouths. Hands roamed up backs and caressed sides. When the need to pull in oxygen made them part, Ianto looked stunned and Jack could only whisper, “Wow, now that’s the way to wake up, you’ve got all of me going.”
Ianto giggled and pushed his front into Jack’s side, “Me too.”
“If we don’t get up... stop giggling - you know I don’t mean that, your already up. We’re not gonna and I think this isn’t the place to do it, and I want time to... God not rush, to enjoy you, for you to enjoy, Gods, I’m not making sense.”
“Don’t wanna, don’t wanna get up, don’t wanna wait, just wanna be here with you,” Ianto said as he buried his head in Jack’s neck.
“Ianto, love...” He paused, ‘Love, oh how will Ianto take being called love.’
Ianto looked at Jack as if he was contemplating the diminutive.
“I like that,” Ianto whispered. “Please call me that again.”
“Love, we have to get up and go home, then we can talk.”
“And be together?”
“And be together, just the two of us, together - alone.”
Ianto groaned. “It’s not fair, you are making too much sense. I’m supposed to be the organised one who makes sense and is the organiser.”
“I don’t mind organising you, that way I can organise you back into my bed.”
“Now that sounds like a good plan, Jack.”
They got up, showered, and packed up their gear ready to leave after breakfast.
“I’ll go put our stuff in the car,” said Ianto. “You go and round up the troops, meet you at the dining room?”
“ ‘Kay, kiss to get me on my way?”
“Kissing will delay you, not get you going.”
“Oh, Mr Jones, kissing you does get me going.” He got his kiss and as he turned to leave, Ianto hit his bum, and laughed.
Jack rounded up the Gwen and Tosh, helping them to carry their luggage to the car; well he carried the majority of Gwen’s as she had two bags and a back pack.
They located Owen outside the dining hall.
“Where’s Ianto?” enquired Jack.
“Just taking my bags down to the SUV.”
“Owen, Ianto is not your servant. You could have taken your gear down yourself.”
Owen said nothing and started to walk into the dining hall.
Just as they were going in Ianto arrived.
“Everything is packed into the SUV, and we’re ready to go as soon as the course is finished.”
“Thanks Ianto,” replied Jack, giving him a big smile.
They had their breakfast and just as everyone was finishing, Evan rose and explained the last part of the day.
“We have just one more quick session. Really just a feed back form to fill in about the course and we are going to play one more game. I want everyone to take off their shoes. Everyone put your shoes in this large box. As you can see there are holes in the sides. The idea is to find the shoes of everyone in your team. If you pull out your own shoes they have to go back into the box. You can have one person or take it in turns. If you use one person, all but one of the team has to be shod before that person can pick their own shoes. It’s a race. We call this ‘Random Shoes’. Here are the latex gloves. Now T1 you have to be two teams and the extra person left over needs to go to T2. Okay, off you go.”
Jack looked at his team. “I think Ianto should be the shoe chooser. Everyone describe your shoes, Ianto has the best memory and will be able to remember everyone’s shoes. Okay Tosh, what were you wearing?”
“Blue converse, low sides, the laces are wider than normal, they are shinny ribbons, will feel smoother than an ordinary lace, size 6.”
Ianto nodded. “Gwen, what were you wearing?”
“Well, black converse sneakers, size 8.”
“Owen?”
“Reebok with pump technology, so there is a pump on the tongue. There are different laces, one will be very long, they are front basket ball boots, and the other one has a knot at the end, men’s size 8.”
“Ianto, I was wearing ‘Cat’ boots - they are longer and have a padded top, size 11.”
“Okay they should be fairly easy to find, have you got the gloves?”
Jack handed Ianto a pair of gloves and when Evan said ‘go’, he went over and started to ‘look’, well feel, for shoes.
Jack’s were the easiest to find. Nearly everyone had sneakers on, so his really stood out. He found them with ease. He then went for Tosh’s, thinking the smaller size and ribbon laces would make them easy to find. Again, Ianto found them easily. Next he went for Owen’s, because he had noticed most had converse shoes and the pump on the tongue and the different laces should make them easy to feel. Ianto again found the next pair. Gwen’s were the hardest to find - he had to imagine the size of Gwen’s feet and she didn’t give a very detailed description of them, unlike the others. Ianto had trouble finding them, there were fewer shoes left in the box and there people feeling over the same shoes. He decided to leave hers for last and get his own shoes. He thought he had his he pulled them out, just as Evan yelled “TIME.”
“Time’s up, go back to your group and see if you have picked the correct shoes.”
Ianto went back and found out he had managed to get 9 shoes. The ones for Jack, Tosh, Owen and himself were correct. The one shoe he had for Gwen was wrong. It was the right size but the wrong colour.
Evan went round and checked all the groups. He was amazed at how many Ianto had got right. Most groups only had 3 or 4 shoes that were correct - they had 8.
“The winners of ‘Random Shoes’ is T3,” he declared.
“Now on the table are some feed back forms, and there’s coffee and cakes for morning tea, enjoy.”
Ianto went over got the forms for everyone, and Tosh said she would collect the coffee - she nudged Gwen but she ignored her, Owen looked up and sighed. Gwen was looking at Jack all puppy eyed. Jack looked back at them, he had been watching Ianto as he walked away, thinking ‘Love that arse, very nice.’
Jack offered to help Tosh and came back with enough cakes and biscuits for 10 people.
They all sat and ate their cakes and coffee while filling in the forms. Jack sat down with a spare seat next to him, hoping Ianto would sit next to him, instead Gwen moved to sit next to him. Ianto in the end, sat opposite Jack.
Gwen was chatting to Jack who was mentally cursing Gwen for taking Ianto’s seat. He looked up at Ianto and he was mesmerized. Ianto had a chocolate eclair and was sucking the Crème Anglaise out of it. His cheeks were hollowed slightly and he looked at Jack, knowing what sort of image he was giving him. He then gently poked out the tip of his tongue and licked at the chocolate on the eclair.
“Jack, are you okay?” asked Gwen.
Jack was sitting stock still, eyes dilated and his mouth slightly open.
“Jack!” Gwen said a bit louder, “you okay?”
Jack snapped out of it, glared at Ianto and turned to Gwen, “Yeah, fine, just a bit distracted, what were you saying?”
Gwen looked puzzled, especially when Ianto and Tosh, who had seen what Ianto had been doing, giggled.
“Hey, what’s the joke?” asked Owen.
“Nothing, Owen, private joke,” replied Tosh.
Ianto just smiled.
They finished their morning tea and all piled into the SUV for the trip home.
Gwen got into the front seat first and said, “I’ll take the front this time, I’ve the next longest legs.” She glared at Ianto, willing him not to say anything. Gwen thought, ‘I need to get Jack, he’s right for me, so dashing. We will make a great pair. We are both so wonderful, beautiful and handsome. Yeah - a great pair. When we’re together, I’ll encourage him to go back to either London or the States. We need to be in a bigger place. We can do great things together. Even our kids will be fantastic- a little me and a little him. Jack would earn enough to have a nanny and I would be a lady who lunches, no nappies, the best of it all - he deserves me.’
While Gwen lived her fantasy in her head, she missed the looks between Jack and Ianto. Jack was upset that Gwen was up front and Ianto sorry he wasn’t next to Jack.
As they drove back, Gwen kept looking at Jack, trying to work her ‘magic’ on him. She was surprised he didn’t seem to be chasing after her. ‘I get every person I want, Jack must believe we shouldn’t do Office Romances. I’ll have to get him out of that. I will prove I am worth it. He’ll find out I am fantastic.’ Gwen smiled to herself, making plans to entrap Jack.
Rating: MA 15+
Fandom: Torchwood
Genre: AU/ Romance
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: None. AU but the names of the Episodes are mentioned
Summary: There is a new Boss for Torchwood Cardiff.
The Next Day
Torchwood- Copyright BBC.
beta’d by the wonderful wanda1969
‘thoughts are in italics and single quotes’
Chapter Twenty-three
Jack woke first. He couldn’t feel his arm. He tried to move it, but it was held down. He lay there, with his eyes closed, smiling. Ianto was still cuddled close to him, half lying on his arm, with his head on his shoulder and a hand over his heart. Jack gave a big sigh. ‘I could happily wake up like this every day - gods he is beautiful, such pale skin and dark hair.'
He moved to push a curl that was tickling him and Ianto’s eyes opened slowly. Jack could see the smile in his eyes.
“Hi,” whispered Jack.
“Hi,” Ianto replied.
“It’s nearly,” Jack looked at his watch, “six thirty, we have about ten, fifteen minutes before we need to get up.”
“Good, so I have time to do this?” Ianto pushed himself up and captured Jack’s lips for a gentle kiss.
“And time for this?” he said as he deepened the kiss, running his tongue over Jack’s lips.
“Do I have time for this?” Ianto mumbled as Jack opened his mouth to reply, he ran his tongue over the inside of his lips and across his teeth.
Jack moaned and returned the kiss with heat and passion. Their teeth clicked together as they tried to taste every inch of each other’s mouths. Hands roamed up backs and caressed sides. When the need to pull in oxygen made them part, Ianto looked stunned and Jack could only whisper, “Wow, now that’s the way to wake up, you’ve got all of me going.”
Ianto giggled and pushed his front into Jack’s side, “Me too.”
“If we don’t get up... stop giggling - you know I don’t mean that, your already up. We’re not gonna and I think this isn’t the place to do it, and I want time to... God not rush, to enjoy you, for you to enjoy, Gods, I’m not making sense.”
“Don’t wanna, don’t wanna get up, don’t wanna wait, just wanna be here with you,” Ianto said as he buried his head in Jack’s neck.
“Ianto, love...” He paused, ‘Love, oh how will Ianto take being called love.’
Ianto looked at Jack as if he was contemplating the diminutive.
“I like that,” Ianto whispered. “Please call me that again.”
“Love, we have to get up and go home, then we can talk.”
“And be together?”
“And be together, just the two of us, together - alone.”
Ianto groaned. “It’s not fair, you are making too much sense. I’m supposed to be the organised one who makes sense and is the organiser.”
“I don’t mind organising you, that way I can organise you back into my bed.”
“Now that sounds like a good plan, Jack.”
They got up, showered, and packed up their gear ready to leave after breakfast.
“I’ll go put our stuff in the car,” said Ianto. “You go and round up the troops, meet you at the dining room?”
“ ‘Kay, kiss to get me on my way?”
“Kissing will delay you, not get you going.”
“Oh, Mr Jones, kissing you does get me going.” He got his kiss and as he turned to leave, Ianto hit his bum, and laughed.
Jack rounded up the Gwen and Tosh, helping them to carry their luggage to the car; well he carried the majority of Gwen’s as she had two bags and a back pack.
They located Owen outside the dining hall.
“Where’s Ianto?” enquired Jack.
“Just taking my bags down to the SUV.”
“Owen, Ianto is not your servant. You could have taken your gear down yourself.”
Owen said nothing and started to walk into the dining hall.
Just as they were going in Ianto arrived.
“Everything is packed into the SUV, and we’re ready to go as soon as the course is finished.”
“Thanks Ianto,” replied Jack, giving him a big smile.
They had their breakfast and just as everyone was finishing, Evan rose and explained the last part of the day.
“We have just one more quick session. Really just a feed back form to fill in about the course and we are going to play one more game. I want everyone to take off their shoes. Everyone put your shoes in this large box. As you can see there are holes in the sides. The idea is to find the shoes of everyone in your team. If you pull out your own shoes they have to go back into the box. You can have one person or take it in turns. If you use one person, all but one of the team has to be shod before that person can pick their own shoes. It’s a race. We call this ‘Random Shoes’. Here are the latex gloves. Now T1 you have to be two teams and the extra person left over needs to go to T2. Okay, off you go.”
Jack looked at his team. “I think Ianto should be the shoe chooser. Everyone describe your shoes, Ianto has the best memory and will be able to remember everyone’s shoes. Okay Tosh, what were you wearing?”
“Blue converse, low sides, the laces are wider than normal, they are shinny ribbons, will feel smoother than an ordinary lace, size 6.”
Ianto nodded. “Gwen, what were you wearing?”
“Well, black converse sneakers, size 8.”
“Owen?”
“Reebok with pump technology, so there is a pump on the tongue. There are different laces, one will be very long, they are front basket ball boots, and the other one has a knot at the end, men’s size 8.”
“Ianto, I was wearing ‘Cat’ boots - they are longer and have a padded top, size 11.”
“Okay they should be fairly easy to find, have you got the gloves?”
Jack handed Ianto a pair of gloves and when Evan said ‘go’, he went over and started to ‘look’, well feel, for shoes.
Jack’s were the easiest to find. Nearly everyone had sneakers on, so his really stood out. He found them with ease. He then went for Tosh’s, thinking the smaller size and ribbon laces would make them easy to find. Again, Ianto found them easily. Next he went for Owen’s, because he had noticed most had converse shoes and the pump on the tongue and the different laces should make them easy to feel. Ianto again found the next pair. Gwen’s were the hardest to find - he had to imagine the size of Gwen’s feet and she didn’t give a very detailed description of them, unlike the others. Ianto had trouble finding them, there were fewer shoes left in the box and there people feeling over the same shoes. He decided to leave hers for last and get his own shoes. He thought he had his he pulled them out, just as Evan yelled “TIME.”
“Time’s up, go back to your group and see if you have picked the correct shoes.”
Ianto went back and found out he had managed to get 9 shoes. The ones for Jack, Tosh, Owen and himself were correct. The one shoe he had for Gwen was wrong. It was the right size but the wrong colour.
Evan went round and checked all the groups. He was amazed at how many Ianto had got right. Most groups only had 3 or 4 shoes that were correct - they had 8.
“The winners of ‘Random Shoes’ is T3,” he declared.
“Now on the table are some feed back forms, and there’s coffee and cakes for morning tea, enjoy.”
Ianto went over got the forms for everyone, and Tosh said she would collect the coffee - she nudged Gwen but she ignored her, Owen looked up and sighed. Gwen was looking at Jack all puppy eyed. Jack looked back at them, he had been watching Ianto as he walked away, thinking ‘Love that arse, very nice.’
Jack offered to help Tosh and came back with enough cakes and biscuits for 10 people.
They all sat and ate their cakes and coffee while filling in the forms. Jack sat down with a spare seat next to him, hoping Ianto would sit next to him, instead Gwen moved to sit next to him. Ianto in the end, sat opposite Jack.
Gwen was chatting to Jack who was mentally cursing Gwen for taking Ianto’s seat. He looked up at Ianto and he was mesmerized. Ianto had a chocolate eclair and was sucking the Crème Anglaise out of it. His cheeks were hollowed slightly and he looked at Jack, knowing what sort of image he was giving him. He then gently poked out the tip of his tongue and licked at the chocolate on the eclair.
“Jack, are you okay?” asked Gwen.
Jack was sitting stock still, eyes dilated and his mouth slightly open.
“Jack!” Gwen said a bit louder, “you okay?”
Jack snapped out of it, glared at Ianto and turned to Gwen, “Yeah, fine, just a bit distracted, what were you saying?”
Gwen looked puzzled, especially when Ianto and Tosh, who had seen what Ianto had been doing, giggled.
“Hey, what’s the joke?” asked Owen.
“Nothing, Owen, private joke,” replied Tosh.
Ianto just smiled.
They finished their morning tea and all piled into the SUV for the trip home.
Gwen got into the front seat first and said, “I’ll take the front this time, I’ve the next longest legs.” She glared at Ianto, willing him not to say anything. Gwen thought, ‘I need to get Jack, he’s right for me, so dashing. We will make a great pair. We are both so wonderful, beautiful and handsome. Yeah - a great pair. When we’re together, I’ll encourage him to go back to either London or the States. We need to be in a bigger place. We can do great things together. Even our kids will be fantastic- a little me and a little him. Jack would earn enough to have a nanny and I would be a lady who lunches, no nappies, the best of it all - he deserves me.’
While Gwen lived her fantasy in her head, she missed the looks between Jack and Ianto. Jack was upset that Gwen was up front and Ianto sorry he wasn’t next to Jack.
As they drove back, Gwen kept looking at Jack, trying to work her ‘magic’ on him. She was surprised he didn’t seem to be chasing after her. ‘I get every person I want, Jack must believe we shouldn’t do Office Romances. I’ll have to get him out of that. I will prove I am worth it. He’ll find out I am fantastic.’ Gwen smiled to herself, making plans to entrap Jack.