Sex And Baking - A Combination Of Two Tasks
Summary: Gwen decides that Owen's birthday will not be ignored this year and so she sets about getting everything ready for a staff party at the Hub. Her mistake however is giving Jack and Ianto the task of baking the cake. Jack struggles to concentrate on the task at hand...
Warnings: Mentions of sex
Spoilers: None
Rating: pg-13
Character Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Preview: “Just read the instructions Jack” Ianto never realised just how much hard work Jack could be in a kitchen even if his dirty comments were turning him on slightly.
Other Notes: This is an old fic from my other website but i have changed it slightly and hopefully for the better.
Sex And Baking - A Combination Of Two Tasks
“A birthday Cake?” Jack spoke as if it was something dangerous or something to fear.
“Yes Jack, is that so hard?” Gwen crossed her arms annoyed.
Today was Owen’s birthday and although he had told the team not to bother getting him anything in that dull 'Owen' tone of voice that he sometimes used, Gwen had insisted other wise.
The team had spend a good part of the morning apprehending a weevil that had been scaring a fruit and veg shop owner and now it was time to celebrate a birthday of both a friend/team mate and attempt to leave work related themes behind... if that was ever possible in Torchwood.
Now Gwen was stood in Ianto’s front door giving Jack and Ianto her instructions for the rest of the day. she'd guessed that Jack would be at Ianto's place too... he seems to be spending quite a lot of time there, she thought to herself.
“Yes it is hard Gwen, we’re men, we don’t cook.”
"stereo-typically" Ianto muttered
“Well, you do today.” She snapped.
“Cant we just buy one?” He tried to keep the plea out of his voice . “A quick trip down to the store perhaps?”
“No”
“And why not?”
“Because Owen is worth more than a trip to the store” she crossed her arms. “And it means more if you make it yourselves.” She smiled when she saw Jack’s resolve begin to crumble.
He groaned inside but Gwen was right and after all, it was Owen. The doctor had put up will hell over the last week with the sudden weevil surge so surley it would be the right thing to do?
“Fine, but don’t expect ‘Delia Smith’ style results, I’m most things but a good cook isn’t one of them.”
“Ok, fine.” Gwen smiled. she had won.
“But what are you lot doing?” Jack asked, pondering the activies of the rest of the team.
“Im on the rest of the food and Tosh is sorting out decorations and music so here’s the recipe which may I just add, im giving to Ianto.” She handed a small folded piece of paper to Ianto.
“Why him?” Jack pointed.
“Because he’s not likely to loose it.” Gwen smiled as she heard Ianto laugh. “Now, don’t you dare cheat and make a Victoria sponge instead of the vanilla one on the recipe.”
“Whats wrong with Victoria Sponge?” Jack asked.
“It’s a man cake, the most simple recipe designed so that men have a slight chance of actually being able to make a cake.”
Jack laughed suddenly. “Man cake… I like that, sounds like something me and Ianto do in the bedroom”
Ianto shoved Jack suddenly causing him to yelp whilst trying his hardest not to go red in the face.
“Ok Gwen, we’ll go shopping for the ingredients now, make the cake and then drop it off at the hub yeah?”
Gwen tried not to laugh at the sweetness of Ianto’s face, he looked a little flushed.
“Thankyou, both of you.” She turned to leave. “And guys, please try to make this work!”
Jack flashed her one of his grins so she just shrugged her shoulders and left.
"I suppose its nice" Ianto said as he turned to Jack.
"what is?"
"were doing something normal, not alien related"
Jack nodded slightly but he knew that the rift could respond at any moment and ruing this whole thing. "so" he smiled in an attempt to hide his inner doubts "whats on the paper Mr Jones?"
Ianto showed Jack the piece of paper and read it aloud.
Ingredients
· 2 cups (500 mL) sugar
· 4 eggs
· 2-1/2 cups (625 mL) all-purpose flour
· 1 cup (250 mL) milk
· 3/4 cup (175 mL) vegetable oil
· 2-1/4 teaspoons (11 mL) baking powder
1 teaspoon (5 mL) vanilla
“Its going to be easy isnt it?” Jack asked.
“To be honest ive only ever made victoria sponge” Ianto replied, folding the paper into his pocket and grabbing hold of his jacket.
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Shopping with Jack was hell.
Ianto had only ever done it once in the past but that was because it was after a late night weevil hunt and Jack had insisted that they stop somewhere and get some food.
This time was worse. Jack complained the whole time round with moans of:
“How many bags of flour do you need anyway? Look at all of the brands!”
“By the time you’ve decided what sort of eggs you want Owen would’ve had three more birthdays!”
Ianto tried his best to ignore Jack, he was making some of the children in the store look more mature than himself but he couldn’t help laughing at some of his comments.
*********************************
When they made it back to the flat Ianto carefully spread the ingredients out over the kitchen counter.
“Were making the cake now?”
“Yes Jack, we’ll run out of time otherwise.” Ianto pulled the recipe from his pockets.
“But I was hoping to spend some time with you because, well its been a long day and…”
“Jack!” Ianto’s voice was stern but there was a hint of desire behind it. “Maybe later but right now, cake”
Jack grinned and took the paper from Ianto’s hand. “I’ll read.”
Ianto sighed, trust Jack to take the easy option but at least he was helping. “Fine, ok, here we go.”
Jack studied the paper quickly before he started to read. “Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (180 degrees C).”
Ianto flipped the oven on and stood looking at Jack, waiting for the next instruction. “the ovens going to get hot.”
“Not as hot as were going to get.” Jack leaned closer and purred against Ianto’s face.
Ianto shuddered and managed two words out of desperation. “Jack, cake”
“Sorry… um where was I…ok… Line two 9-inch (23-cm) round cake pans or one 9x13-inch (23 x 33 cm) rectangular baking pan with parchment paper.”
Ianto bent down attempting to look for two circular cake pans in a cuboard below the sink.
Jack grinned. “With you bent over like that and all this talking of inches, I don’t think im going to make it to the next instruction.”
Suddenly Ianto spun around hitting Jack on the head with one of the cake pans.
“Ow!” Jack rubbed his head.
“Cant you behave for one minute?” Ianto tried but he simply couldn’t stay angry with Jack. “ok, next.”
“Grease the paper and the sides of the pan well.” Jack raised one of his eyebrows watching as Ianto Almost professionally used the grease to slick the sides of the pans up.
“Don’t say it Jack.” Ianto chuckled half amused.
“You can slick me up any day”
Ianto rolled his eyes at him “next”
“In a large mixing bowl, with an electric mixer, beat sugar and eggs together until slightly thickened, about 1 minute.”
Jack had already dropped and broken one egg so Ianto offered to do the mixing task himself. He felt Jack watching him for the whole minute. It seemed like the longest minute of his life.
“Done?”
Ianto nodded.
“Add flour, milk, oil, baking powder, and vanilla and beat for another minute, just until the batter is smooth and creamy. Don't overbeat. Pour batter into the prepared baking pans.”
Great, Ianto thought, another whole minute of Jack staring at him.
“Come on Ianto, put some beef into it and don’t worry.” Jack dropped his voice to a whisper. “I don’t think you’ve ever ‘over beat’ anything.
“Just read the instructions Jack” Ianto never realised just how much hard work Jack could be in a kitchen even if his dirty comments were turning him on slightly.
“Your no fun.” Jack laughed.
Ianto smirked at him and carefully spooned the right amount of mix into the cake pans. When he’d finished he pointed at the paper in Jack’s hand.
“Bake in preheated oven for 30 to 40 minutes or until the tops are golden and a toothpick poked into the center of the layer comes out clean.”
Ianto swallowed hard. He heard the words 30-40 minutes and realised that there would be nothing to do for that amount of time. He carefully put the cake pans into the oven and closed the door. After setting the timer for 40 minutes he turned around only to be gazing into the eyes of Jack.
“40 minutes is a long time Ianto.” He was grinning again.
“What do you want Jack?” Ianto was playing his game now so he brought his hand up and stroked Jack’s face.
“I want you”
Before Ianto had the chance to reply Jack had forced his tongue into his mouth and was kissing him hard.
The next thing that he knew, Jack was carrying him off towards the bedroom slamming the door shut behind him.
************************************************
Ianto breathed heavily in Jacks arms afterwards. Jack was the only person he knew who could go from cake making to sex in less than five secconds but he diddnt care. He was actually having a good time.
Jack kissed the top of Ianto’s hair and held him tightly.“This cake making thing is quite fun, we should do this more often.”
Ianto laughed and snuggled closer into Jack’s embrace. “I didn’t think you liked cooking.”
“I do now, and anyway we could try loads of recipes!”
“Like what?” Ianto tried not to sound too worried. Jack was having one of his little speeches.
After a moments silence Jack had finally come to a conclusion.
“Well?” Ianto asked.
“Jack smiled quirking his brow. “Chocolate cake?”
“Jack are you being serious or is that just an excuse to get me smothered in chocolate first?”
“Well I…”
Jack was cut off as the deafening noise of the smoke alarm filled the flat.
“JACK THE CAKE!” Ianto yelled quickly grabbing for his boxer shorts.
Jack did the same and as they both scrambled of bed they noticed smoke slowly seeping under the door.
Quickly wading through the smoke Ianto opened the oven door coughing and took the two blackish cake parts out of the oven. Jack meanwhile was franticly waving his hands about in front of the smoke alarm in an attempt to shut it up.
“Jack please make it stop!” Ianto called, barley making his voice heard over the noisy tone of the alarm.
“Im trying!” Jack was fed up so he ran back into the bed room and brought out his belt. Before Ianto could say anything, Jack took his webley from its hoister and simply shot it at the blaring alarm.
Ianto stared at him in disbelief. “Jack did you just shoot my smoke alarm?”
“It shut up didn’t it?” He blew the soft wisps of smoke away from the tip of his webley and put the gun back in its hoister.
“Jack your impossible!”
“Hey no threat, I’ll get you a new one later… hows the cake?”
“Burnt…” Ianto sighed sadly.
“No worries, a bit of icing, candles and its as good as new.”
Ianto held a forlorn look. he diddnt expect Gwen to be impressed. “Ok, we’ll press on… what’s next?”
Ianto opened a few windows allowing the smoke to escape. He prayed that no one had called the firemen because that would delay things, it would be extremely embarrassing and Jack might enjoy men in uniform a bit too much.
“Loosen the sides of the cake from the pan with a thin knife, then turn out onto a rack and peel off the paper. Let cool completely before covering with frosting, if desired.”
“Ok, Jack lets get changed whilst it cools and then go onto the icing.”
*******************************************
Much to Ianto’s relief, the firemen never came and the cake cooled pretty quickly giving them enough time to add the icing on top.
When it was finished Ianto added candles and a ‘Happy Birthday Owen’ made out of icing on top. he marvled at the beautiful presentation of his work.
Carefully, Jack drove them back to the hub where the two girls were waiting for them.
***************************************
“Ok before you say anything it wasn’t burnt at first!” Jack spoke quickly handing the cake over to Gwen. Tosh had also walked over to inspect it.
“He’s right” Ianto joined in. “it was all going fine until we had a little incident with us not hearing the egg timer and leaving it for an hour instead of 40 minutes.”
“An hour!" Gwen exclaimed, "Surely you could’ve checked on it in that hour! What were you doing?”
Jack and Ianto exchanged glances.
“You weren’t?” Gwen said suddenly realising the look that they were giving each other. “Im guessing you’re the culprit Jack?”
“What do you mean?” he tried to sound innocent but he knew however that she was right.
“Im guessing that you, Jack Harkness, are the only man on the planet that can turn cake making into something sexual!”
Jack was failing to contain his laughter. “Got it in one.”
She huffed at Jack and turned to face the Welshman “And Ianto honey, I don’t blame you.”
“You don’t?…what do you mean?” Ianto asked confused.
“Hey it takes two to tango” Jack interrupted “but yeah don’t blame him, he just couldn’t resist me.”
Gwen rolled her eyes. “ What I mean is that I can imagine that you did your best and that what you say is the truth.”
“Uh…thanks?” Ianto added, still puzzled.
“And Jack here is a bit of a raunchy git really aren’t you?”
“it’s the pre heating the oven that started it” he winked at Ianto and Gwen’s eyes widened in shock. She walked away muttering under her breath.
***************************
The team spent the rest of the afternoon preparing the hub for the party. Much to their delight, there was no rift activity to interrupt the plan and all seemed to be going fine.
Gwen put the cake down onto the coffee table. The Hub was decorated with balloons and food was now placed down by the cake. The place looked totally different.
“Owen will be here soon” Tosh called closing her mobile.
Jack walked over to where Gwen was stood laying paper plates down. “Can we like not tell Owen that the reason for his cake getting burnt was because we were having sex?”
“And why Jack?” she was still slightly annoyed with him.
“For Ianto’s sake, you know Owen, he’ll never let him forget... he'll tease and they'll snipe at eachother and...”
“Ok, for Ianto’s sake only but your still in trouble Jack, failing to comply with one simple instruction.”
“I know but I can’t help it sometimes, we feel alot for eachother" he admitted with a smile forming at his lips.
Gwen stopped feeling angry all of a sudden and smiled. “I know you do.”
A distant patter of footsteps followed by the opening of the cog door revealed a very dumb-struck Owen. He was greeted by a very cheerfull ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY OWEN!’ and though he would never admit it to th others, he was glad. as a young boy his birthdays had never been so colourful...
“Thanks guys, really but bloody hell! What happened to the cake?” he laughed as he pointed towards it.
Gwen laughed. “Owen, you really don’t wanna know”
Warnings: Mentions of sex
Spoilers: None
Rating: pg-13
Character Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Preview: “Just read the instructions Jack” Ianto never realised just how much hard work Jack could be in a kitchen even if his dirty comments were turning him on slightly.
Other Notes: This is an old fic from my other website but i have changed it slightly and hopefully for the better.
Sex And Baking - A Combination Of Two Tasks
“A birthday Cake?” Jack spoke as if it was something dangerous or something to fear.
“Yes Jack, is that so hard?” Gwen crossed her arms annoyed.
Today was Owen’s birthday and although he had told the team not to bother getting him anything in that dull 'Owen' tone of voice that he sometimes used, Gwen had insisted other wise.
The team had spend a good part of the morning apprehending a weevil that had been scaring a fruit and veg shop owner and now it was time to celebrate a birthday of both a friend/team mate and attempt to leave work related themes behind... if that was ever possible in Torchwood.
Now Gwen was stood in Ianto’s front door giving Jack and Ianto her instructions for the rest of the day. she'd guessed that Jack would be at Ianto's place too... he seems to be spending quite a lot of time there, she thought to herself.
“Yes it is hard Gwen, we’re men, we don’t cook.”
"stereo-typically" Ianto muttered
“Well, you do today.” She snapped.
“Cant we just buy one?” He tried to keep the plea out of his voice . “A quick trip down to the store perhaps?”
“No”
“And why not?”
“Because Owen is worth more than a trip to the store” she crossed her arms. “And it means more if you make it yourselves.” She smiled when she saw Jack’s resolve begin to crumble.
He groaned inside but Gwen was right and after all, it was Owen. The doctor had put up will hell over the last week with the sudden weevil surge so surley it would be the right thing to do?
“Fine, but don’t expect ‘Delia Smith’ style results, I’m most things but a good cook isn’t one of them.”
“Ok, fine.” Gwen smiled. she had won.
“But what are you lot doing?” Jack asked, pondering the activies of the rest of the team.
“Im on the rest of the food and Tosh is sorting out decorations and music so here’s the recipe which may I just add, im giving to Ianto.” She handed a small folded piece of paper to Ianto.
“Why him?” Jack pointed.
“Because he’s not likely to loose it.” Gwen smiled as she heard Ianto laugh. “Now, don’t you dare cheat and make a Victoria sponge instead of the vanilla one on the recipe.”
“Whats wrong with Victoria Sponge?” Jack asked.
“It’s a man cake, the most simple recipe designed so that men have a slight chance of actually being able to make a cake.”
Jack laughed suddenly. “Man cake… I like that, sounds like something me and Ianto do in the bedroom”
Ianto shoved Jack suddenly causing him to yelp whilst trying his hardest not to go red in the face.
“Ok Gwen, we’ll go shopping for the ingredients now, make the cake and then drop it off at the hub yeah?”
Gwen tried not to laugh at the sweetness of Ianto’s face, he looked a little flushed.
“Thankyou, both of you.” She turned to leave. “And guys, please try to make this work!”
Jack flashed her one of his grins so she just shrugged her shoulders and left.
"I suppose its nice" Ianto said as he turned to Jack.
"what is?"
"were doing something normal, not alien related"
Jack nodded slightly but he knew that the rift could respond at any moment and ruing this whole thing. "so" he smiled in an attempt to hide his inner doubts "whats on the paper Mr Jones?"
Ianto showed Jack the piece of paper and read it aloud.
Ingredients
· 2 cups (500 mL) sugar
· 4 eggs
· 2-1/2 cups (625 mL) all-purpose flour
· 1 cup (250 mL) milk
· 3/4 cup (175 mL) vegetable oil
· 2-1/4 teaspoons (11 mL) baking powder
1 teaspoon (5 mL) vanilla
“Its going to be easy isnt it?” Jack asked.
“To be honest ive only ever made victoria sponge” Ianto replied, folding the paper into his pocket and grabbing hold of his jacket.
*******************************************
Shopping with Jack was hell.
Ianto had only ever done it once in the past but that was because it was after a late night weevil hunt and Jack had insisted that they stop somewhere and get some food.
This time was worse. Jack complained the whole time round with moans of:
“How many bags of flour do you need anyway? Look at all of the brands!”
“By the time you’ve decided what sort of eggs you want Owen would’ve had three more birthdays!”
Ianto tried his best to ignore Jack, he was making some of the children in the store look more mature than himself but he couldn’t help laughing at some of his comments.
*********************************
When they made it back to the flat Ianto carefully spread the ingredients out over the kitchen counter.
“Were making the cake now?”
“Yes Jack, we’ll run out of time otherwise.” Ianto pulled the recipe from his pockets.
“But I was hoping to spend some time with you because, well its been a long day and…”
“Jack!” Ianto’s voice was stern but there was a hint of desire behind it. “Maybe later but right now, cake”
Jack grinned and took the paper from Ianto’s hand. “I’ll read.”
Ianto sighed, trust Jack to take the easy option but at least he was helping. “Fine, ok, here we go.”
Jack studied the paper quickly before he started to read. “Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (180 degrees C).”
Ianto flipped the oven on and stood looking at Jack, waiting for the next instruction. “the ovens going to get hot.”
“Not as hot as were going to get.” Jack leaned closer and purred against Ianto’s face.
Ianto shuddered and managed two words out of desperation. “Jack, cake”
“Sorry… um where was I…ok… Line two 9-inch (23-cm) round cake pans or one 9x13-inch (23 x 33 cm) rectangular baking pan with parchment paper.”
Ianto bent down attempting to look for two circular cake pans in a cuboard below the sink.
Jack grinned. “With you bent over like that and all this talking of inches, I don’t think im going to make it to the next instruction.”
Suddenly Ianto spun around hitting Jack on the head with one of the cake pans.
“Ow!” Jack rubbed his head.
“Cant you behave for one minute?” Ianto tried but he simply couldn’t stay angry with Jack. “ok, next.”
“Grease the paper and the sides of the pan well.” Jack raised one of his eyebrows watching as Ianto Almost professionally used the grease to slick the sides of the pans up.
“Don’t say it Jack.” Ianto chuckled half amused.
“You can slick me up any day”
Ianto rolled his eyes at him “next”
“In a large mixing bowl, with an electric mixer, beat sugar and eggs together until slightly thickened, about 1 minute.”
Jack had already dropped and broken one egg so Ianto offered to do the mixing task himself. He felt Jack watching him for the whole minute. It seemed like the longest minute of his life.
“Done?”
Ianto nodded.
“Add flour, milk, oil, baking powder, and vanilla and beat for another minute, just until the batter is smooth and creamy. Don't overbeat. Pour batter into the prepared baking pans.”
Great, Ianto thought, another whole minute of Jack staring at him.
“Come on Ianto, put some beef into it and don’t worry.” Jack dropped his voice to a whisper. “I don’t think you’ve ever ‘over beat’ anything.
“Just read the instructions Jack” Ianto never realised just how much hard work Jack could be in a kitchen even if his dirty comments were turning him on slightly.
“Your no fun.” Jack laughed.
Ianto smirked at him and carefully spooned the right amount of mix into the cake pans. When he’d finished he pointed at the paper in Jack’s hand.
“Bake in preheated oven for 30 to 40 minutes or until the tops are golden and a toothpick poked into the center of the layer comes out clean.”
Ianto swallowed hard. He heard the words 30-40 minutes and realised that there would be nothing to do for that amount of time. He carefully put the cake pans into the oven and closed the door. After setting the timer for 40 minutes he turned around only to be gazing into the eyes of Jack.
“40 minutes is a long time Ianto.” He was grinning again.
“What do you want Jack?” Ianto was playing his game now so he brought his hand up and stroked Jack’s face.
“I want you”
Before Ianto had the chance to reply Jack had forced his tongue into his mouth and was kissing him hard.
The next thing that he knew, Jack was carrying him off towards the bedroom slamming the door shut behind him.
************************************************
Ianto breathed heavily in Jacks arms afterwards. Jack was the only person he knew who could go from cake making to sex in less than five secconds but he diddnt care. He was actually having a good time.
Jack kissed the top of Ianto’s hair and held him tightly.“This cake making thing is quite fun, we should do this more often.”
Ianto laughed and snuggled closer into Jack’s embrace. “I didn’t think you liked cooking.”
“I do now, and anyway we could try loads of recipes!”
“Like what?” Ianto tried not to sound too worried. Jack was having one of his little speeches.
After a moments silence Jack had finally come to a conclusion.
“Well?” Ianto asked.
“Jack smiled quirking his brow. “Chocolate cake?”
“Jack are you being serious or is that just an excuse to get me smothered in chocolate first?”
“Well I…”
Jack was cut off as the deafening noise of the smoke alarm filled the flat.
“JACK THE CAKE!” Ianto yelled quickly grabbing for his boxer shorts.
Jack did the same and as they both scrambled of bed they noticed smoke slowly seeping under the door.
Quickly wading through the smoke Ianto opened the oven door coughing and took the two blackish cake parts out of the oven. Jack meanwhile was franticly waving his hands about in front of the smoke alarm in an attempt to shut it up.
“Jack please make it stop!” Ianto called, barley making his voice heard over the noisy tone of the alarm.
“Im trying!” Jack was fed up so he ran back into the bed room and brought out his belt. Before Ianto could say anything, Jack took his webley from its hoister and simply shot it at the blaring alarm.
Ianto stared at him in disbelief. “Jack did you just shoot my smoke alarm?”
“It shut up didn’t it?” He blew the soft wisps of smoke away from the tip of his webley and put the gun back in its hoister.
“Jack your impossible!”
“Hey no threat, I’ll get you a new one later… hows the cake?”
“Burnt…” Ianto sighed sadly.
“No worries, a bit of icing, candles and its as good as new.”
Ianto held a forlorn look. he diddnt expect Gwen to be impressed. “Ok, we’ll press on… what’s next?”
Ianto opened a few windows allowing the smoke to escape. He prayed that no one had called the firemen because that would delay things, it would be extremely embarrassing and Jack might enjoy men in uniform a bit too much.
“Loosen the sides of the cake from the pan with a thin knife, then turn out onto a rack and peel off the paper. Let cool completely before covering with frosting, if desired.”
“Ok, Jack lets get changed whilst it cools and then go onto the icing.”
*******************************************
Much to Ianto’s relief, the firemen never came and the cake cooled pretty quickly giving them enough time to add the icing on top.
When it was finished Ianto added candles and a ‘Happy Birthday Owen’ made out of icing on top. he marvled at the beautiful presentation of his work.
Carefully, Jack drove them back to the hub where the two girls were waiting for them.
***************************************
“Ok before you say anything it wasn’t burnt at first!” Jack spoke quickly handing the cake over to Gwen. Tosh had also walked over to inspect it.
“He’s right” Ianto joined in. “it was all going fine until we had a little incident with us not hearing the egg timer and leaving it for an hour instead of 40 minutes.”
“An hour!" Gwen exclaimed, "Surely you could’ve checked on it in that hour! What were you doing?”
Jack and Ianto exchanged glances.
“You weren’t?” Gwen said suddenly realising the look that they were giving each other. “Im guessing you’re the culprit Jack?”
“What do you mean?” he tried to sound innocent but he knew however that she was right.
“Im guessing that you, Jack Harkness, are the only man on the planet that can turn cake making into something sexual!”
Jack was failing to contain his laughter. “Got it in one.”
She huffed at Jack and turned to face the Welshman “And Ianto honey, I don’t blame you.”
“You don’t?…what do you mean?” Ianto asked confused.
“Hey it takes two to tango” Jack interrupted “but yeah don’t blame him, he just couldn’t resist me.”
Gwen rolled her eyes. “ What I mean is that I can imagine that you did your best and that what you say is the truth.”
“Uh…thanks?” Ianto added, still puzzled.
“And Jack here is a bit of a raunchy git really aren’t you?”
“it’s the pre heating the oven that started it” he winked at Ianto and Gwen’s eyes widened in shock. She walked away muttering under her breath.
***************************
The team spent the rest of the afternoon preparing the hub for the party. Much to their delight, there was no rift activity to interrupt the plan and all seemed to be going fine.
Gwen put the cake down onto the coffee table. The Hub was decorated with balloons and food was now placed down by the cake. The place looked totally different.
“Owen will be here soon” Tosh called closing her mobile.
Jack walked over to where Gwen was stood laying paper plates down. “Can we like not tell Owen that the reason for his cake getting burnt was because we were having sex?”
“And why Jack?” she was still slightly annoyed with him.
“For Ianto’s sake, you know Owen, he’ll never let him forget... he'll tease and they'll snipe at eachother and...”
“Ok, for Ianto’s sake only but your still in trouble Jack, failing to comply with one simple instruction.”
“I know but I can’t help it sometimes, we feel alot for eachother" he admitted with a smile forming at his lips.
Gwen stopped feeling angry all of a sudden and smiled. “I know you do.”
A distant patter of footsteps followed by the opening of the cog door revealed a very dumb-struck Owen. He was greeted by a very cheerfull ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY OWEN!’ and though he would never admit it to th others, he was glad. as a young boy his birthdays had never been so colourful...
“Thanks guys, really but bloody hell! What happened to the cake?” he laughed as he pointed towards it.
Gwen laughed. “Owen, you really don’t wanna know”