The New Boss - Chapter 25
Title: New Boss - 25/?
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-Five
Jack woke first, he looked at the man in his arms and couldn’t help but smile. Ianto was snuggled next to him, their legs tangled and his hand over Jack’s heart.
He kissed the top of Ianto’s head, looking at his lover, ‘Gods you are beautiful, such clear pale skin, those dark eyelashes, and those lips - they are wicked, my lover. Such a beautiful sight, I hope to wake up like this a lot now, it is just... right.’
Ianto began to stir. He slowly opened his eyes and sighed, “Jack, you are here. I thought I was having a dream, a wonderful dream, but it’s real, you’re in my bed.”
Jack smiled, a warm, soft smile, nothing like the mega watt smiles he used to disarm others; it was a smile Ianto had never seen before, and it made him feel like molten chocolate, all gooey inside. He kissed Ianto’s nose, “There is no where else I’d rather be than in your arms and in your bed.” He pulled the other man closer, their lips met, at first, kissing gently, but soon the kisses were insistent and demanding.
Ianto was trying to reach the bedside table, difficult with Jack not wanting to let him go, even for a moment, when his mobile started to ring.
Ianto groaned.
“Ianto, what’s wrong. Just ignore it.” Jack said, as Ianto buried his head in Jack’s neck and sighed.
“It’s Gwen.”
“How do you know?”
“I’ve set up a different ringtone for Gwen, she is always calling and annoying me with questions and trying to get me to do her reports and other paperwork for her. This way I can prepare for her, and have a plan in my head to be able to deal with her. I have different ringtones for all the regular callers.”
“I’m glad, hate to think you were a closet Justin Bieber fan. Are you gonna answer it? Please, no Gwen today, don’t answer it.”
“I better, Jack. She will keep calling if she really wants something. She’s been known to come around here if she really wants something, learnt that the hard way. And I have a feeling she wants to find out about you and where you are. She’s not going to leave it be.”
“Me? She wants to find out about me?” Jack sounded surprised.
“Yeah, she really has the hots for you.”
The mobile stopped ringing, then almost immediately the home line rang. It stopped when the answering machine kicked in.
“No message, perhaps she’s given up?” Jack raised an eyebrow at Ianto, just as the mobile started to sing ‘Beiber‘ again.
Ianto reached over and grabbed the phone, answering it with a resigned, “Hello Gwen.”
Jack sat and listened to Ianto’s side of the conversation.
“It’s a bit early to be calling.”
“Yes, I know you think it’s important.”
Jack started to run his fingers down Ianto’s chest. When he didn’t get much of a response he started to lick his nipples.
“Uh, hhh, Uhh. Ggg..wen, one sec.”
Ianto covered the phone with his hand, “Stop please, she's going on about you.”
“Really?” Jack smirked at Ianto, “Do you want me to talk to her, tell her that she has no hope, that I have the most wonderful Welshman in bed with me and...”
“Jack, she’s trying to track you down, she’s after you.”
“Oh no, hide me.” Jack giggled as he tried to dive under the duvet that Ianto was sitting on.
Ianto smiled, rolled his eyes and continued, “Sorry, Gwen, you were saying?”
“No, I don’t know when he will be back at his hotel. You can’t contact him, you’ve left messages but haven’t had a reply. You’ll have to wait ‘till Monday, maybe he’s gone to a friend’s, I don’t know. Yes I can understand how frustrating it is for you. Yeah, he is a nice guy and... “ Ianto smirked to himself, well aware Jack was listening and was not interested in her at all, “Yes, I do known he hasn’t a girl friend at the moment, are you planning on introducing him to some of your friends, so you can double date with your Rhys?”
Ianto was trying not to squirm, Jack’s head was now on his tummy and he was blowing warm air at his cock, which was beginning to find the attention... very nice.
“Gwen, it will need to wait, I can’t tell you were Jack is at this time, and I really have to go, something’s come up.”
“No, it’s not work related, it’s personal yeah, see you Monday. ‘Bye.”
Ianto ended the call, lifted up the duvet and looked down at Jack. “Well, you started this, are you gonna finn... ah yesss,” as Jack’s mouth engulfed Ianto.
An hour later, lying on the bed, fingers and legs entwined, sated from some mutually enjoyable fun between the sheets, Jack kissed Ianto on the nose, “Thanks for rescuing me from her.”
“It’s fine, Jack, but it was for me as well. I want you for myself, but you have to do something, she really wants you.”
“I don’t want her, I’ve told her, sent her emails, warned her, but she just doesn’t stop.”
Ianto smirked, “This is gonna be interesting. She's one determined female, and when she goes all out to get what she wants...”
“It may well be what she wants, but I am just as determined to get what I want, and what I want is the man in this bed, right here, right now.”
Smiling, Ianto kissed Jack, “feel the same about you. Can’t imagine why it took us so long to get to here.” He lent towards Jack and started to tickle him, “This is for doing what you did while I was on the ‘phone.” Jack started to tickle back, they both were laughing hard and trying to win the tickle contest. Ianto wiggled loose of Jack’s grip, where he was tickling his foot, and went running out of the room. Jack followed, pillow in hand.
Combat followed.
There was one casualty - the lamp. It was defeated by a man trying to lean on the end of the table it was on whilst the other man tried to turn him to goo/jelly, using only his mouth, a forfeit for surrendering in the pillow war.
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-Five
Jack woke first, he looked at the man in his arms and couldn’t help but smile. Ianto was snuggled next to him, their legs tangled and his hand over Jack’s heart.
He kissed the top of Ianto’s head, looking at his lover, ‘Gods you are beautiful, such clear pale skin, those dark eyelashes, and those lips - they are wicked, my lover. Such a beautiful sight, I hope to wake up like this a lot now, it is just... right.’
Ianto began to stir. He slowly opened his eyes and sighed, “Jack, you are here. I thought I was having a dream, a wonderful dream, but it’s real, you’re in my bed.”
Jack smiled, a warm, soft smile, nothing like the mega watt smiles he used to disarm others; it was a smile Ianto had never seen before, and it made him feel like molten chocolate, all gooey inside. He kissed Ianto’s nose, “There is no where else I’d rather be than in your arms and in your bed.” He pulled the other man closer, their lips met, at first, kissing gently, but soon the kisses were insistent and demanding.
Ianto was trying to reach the bedside table, difficult with Jack not wanting to let him go, even for a moment, when his mobile started to ring.
Ianto groaned.
“Ianto, what’s wrong. Just ignore it.” Jack said, as Ianto buried his head in Jack’s neck and sighed.
“It’s Gwen.”
“How do you know?”
“I’ve set up a different ringtone for Gwen, she is always calling and annoying me with questions and trying to get me to do her reports and other paperwork for her. This way I can prepare for her, and have a plan in my head to be able to deal with her. I have different ringtones for all the regular callers.”
“I’m glad, hate to think you were a closet Justin Bieber fan. Are you gonna answer it? Please, no Gwen today, don’t answer it.”
“I better, Jack. She will keep calling if she really wants something. She’s been known to come around here if she really wants something, learnt that the hard way. And I have a feeling she wants to find out about you and where you are. She’s not going to leave it be.”
“Me? She wants to find out about me?” Jack sounded surprised.
“Yeah, she really has the hots for you.”
The mobile stopped ringing, then almost immediately the home line rang. It stopped when the answering machine kicked in.
“No message, perhaps she’s given up?” Jack raised an eyebrow at Ianto, just as the mobile started to sing ‘Beiber‘ again.
Ianto reached over and grabbed the phone, answering it with a resigned, “Hello Gwen.”
Jack sat and listened to Ianto’s side of the conversation.
“It’s a bit early to be calling.”
“Yes, I know you think it’s important.”
Jack started to run his fingers down Ianto’s chest. When he didn’t get much of a response he started to lick his nipples.
“Uh, hhh, Uhh. Ggg..wen, one sec.”
Ianto covered the phone with his hand, “Stop please, she's going on about you.”
“Really?” Jack smirked at Ianto, “Do you want me to talk to her, tell her that she has no hope, that I have the most wonderful Welshman in bed with me and...”
“Jack, she’s trying to track you down, she’s after you.”
“Oh no, hide me.” Jack giggled as he tried to dive under the duvet that Ianto was sitting on.
Ianto smiled, rolled his eyes and continued, “Sorry, Gwen, you were saying?”
“No, I don’t know when he will be back at his hotel. You can’t contact him, you’ve left messages but haven’t had a reply. You’ll have to wait ‘till Monday, maybe he’s gone to a friend’s, I don’t know. Yes I can understand how frustrating it is for you. Yeah, he is a nice guy and... “ Ianto smirked to himself, well aware Jack was listening and was not interested in her at all, “Yes, I do known he hasn’t a girl friend at the moment, are you planning on introducing him to some of your friends, so you can double date with your Rhys?”
Ianto was trying not to squirm, Jack’s head was now on his tummy and he was blowing warm air at his cock, which was beginning to find the attention... very nice.
“Gwen, it will need to wait, I can’t tell you were Jack is at this time, and I really have to go, something’s come up.”
“No, it’s not work related, it’s personal yeah, see you Monday. ‘Bye.”
Ianto ended the call, lifted up the duvet and looked down at Jack. “Well, you started this, are you gonna finn... ah yesss,” as Jack’s mouth engulfed Ianto.
An hour later, lying on the bed, fingers and legs entwined, sated from some mutually enjoyable fun between the sheets, Jack kissed Ianto on the nose, “Thanks for rescuing me from her.”
“It’s fine, Jack, but it was for me as well. I want you for myself, but you have to do something, she really wants you.”
“I don’t want her, I’ve told her, sent her emails, warned her, but she just doesn’t stop.”
Ianto smirked, “This is gonna be interesting. She's one determined female, and when she goes all out to get what she wants...”
“It may well be what she wants, but I am just as determined to get what I want, and what I want is the man in this bed, right here, right now.”
Smiling, Ianto kissed Jack, “feel the same about you. Can’t imagine why it took us so long to get to here.” He lent towards Jack and started to tickle him, “This is for doing what you did while I was on the ‘phone.” Jack started to tickle back, they both were laughing hard and trying to win the tickle contest. Ianto wiggled loose of Jack’s grip, where he was tickling his foot, and went running out of the room. Jack followed, pillow in hand.
Combat followed.
There was one casualty - the lamp. It was defeated by a man trying to lean on the end of the table it was on whilst the other man tried to turn him to goo/jelly, using only his mouth, a forfeit for surrendering in the pillow war.