Moonlight and Lusting Chapter 34/? Progress
Jack is making progress at last.
This chapter rated Mature (sexual encounter).
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“Yes, Owen, Jack is taking the medication like he promised,” Ianto assured his medic. Ianto was making sandwiches for lunch and Jasper was lurking around the kitchen hoping for a treat. Smiling, Ianto tossed a slice of turkey at Jasper who deftly caught it in his mouth and gobbled it down. “He’s been journaling and doing some sketches, but he hasn’t shared anything with me. You said he didn’t have to share any of it with anyone.”
“That’s right, as long as he’s writing or drawing about the trauma, he’s processing how he feels about what happened,” Owen agreed. “Did Jack agree to help Harold cut up the fallen oak tree?”
“He did; in fact, Jack is helping Harold right now and I’m getting ready to take lunch out to them,” Ianto replied.
“I won’t keep you any longer then; tell Jack I’ll talk with him tomorrow,” Owen said.
“Will do - bye.” Ianto terminated the call and finished preparing lunch. It was only two days ago Owen and Harold had come out to the cottage. Harold went with Pete to examine the storm damage and Owen checked Jack over. Jack and Owen argued over the right course of treatment and additional time off work for Jack. Frustrated, Owen had pointed out Jack wasn’t fit for field work and could suffer a flashback in the field endangering him and his team. Silently Jack had stalked out the front door; Jasper following in his wake. He returned twenty minutes later and quietly agreed to Owen’s treatment plan. Jasper wasn’t too happy with Owen and stood between Owen and Jack as a buffer until Owen left; Jasper even growled occasionally in Owen’s direction which Owen found amusing. Ianto and Owen were waiting for signs Jack was getting better and the journaling and drawing were the first hopeful indicators.
Ianto packed the sandwiches into a big picnic basket along with crisps, biscuits, fruit, coffee-filled thermoses, and bottled water. Ianto and Jasper piled into the Land Rover with the picnic basket, a folding table and four folding chairs. It didn’t take long to arrive at the site. Jack and Harold were busy cutting up the tree and Pete was stacking wood into a beat up old lorry. Pete came over and help set up the table and chairs. Ianto unpacked the lunch while Harold and Jack finished cutting the parts they were working on. Harold was using the chainsaw on a wider section and Jack was using an axe on a smaller tree section. Ianto watched Jack wield the axe skillfully and admired the way Jack’s torso muscles glistened with sweat. Jack swung the axe with ease and the rhythm of the axe biting into the wood was a steady beat. The roar of Harold’s chainsaw buzzed constantly until he cut through his tree section just as Jack’s axe severed the section he was working on.
A shrill whistle grabbed their attention. “Oi, you lot, stop working and come eat some lunch,” Ianto shouted. Harold and Jack both grinned and stowed their cutting tools. Jack grabbed a towel and wiped his face and torso off and then slipped on his white tee shirt before joining Ianto, Harold and Pete at the table.
“I’m so glad you brought us lunch, Ianto; I’m starving,” Jack admitted. Ianto passed the sandwich tray around and everyone selected sandwiches and dug in. The next few minutes were spent in comfortable silence focusing on the enjoyable lunch. Jasper used his best puppy eyes pleading for handouts and all of them tossed him bits of turkey and ham which Jasper immediately gobbled up. Sandwiches, chips and fruit consumed, Ianto served coffee and biscuits.
“You’ve gotten a lot of the tree cut up already,” Ianto observed.
“Yeah; thanks to Jack and Harold,” Pete agreed. “I’m relegated to putting the cut up wood into the lorry. There was no way I could use the chainsaw with my one arm in a cast. Jack’s made short work of tree limbs. The way you swing the axe Jack makes me wonder if you’ve worked as a lumberjack at some point in your life.”
“Actually I did for one year a long time ago; seems I haven’t lost my knack for wielding an axe.”
“The rate we’re going we’ll have this job completed in a couple more days,” Harold said.
“Well, I’m done with my videoconferences for today; I could stay and help Pete load the wood into the lorry,” Ianto volunteered.
“The more the merrier,” Harold replied.
Ianto spent the rest of the afternoon helping Pete load the wood into the lorry while Harold and Jack continued to cut up the tree. They worked until just before sunset and then he, Jack and Jasper went back to the cottage. Jasper went into the sitting room to take a nap. Hot, tired and sweaty, all Jack wanted to do was take a quick shower and collapse on the couch for the rest of the evening. He made quick work of the shower and then lay down on the bed to relax for a little bit while Ianto had his shower. When Ianto came into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist Jack tried to get out of bed but moaned when he felt a strong twinge in his upper back.
“What’s wrong?” Ianto asked.
“I just overworked my back and shoulder muscles today,” Jack replied trying to dismiss Ianto’s concern.
“Right then; lay on your stomach and I’ll give you a massage,” Ianto said. He made sure Jack complied with his instructions before he went into the bathroom to retrieve the massage oil. Ianto straddled Jack’s hips so he could easily reach Jack’s upper back and shoulders. Pouring some oil into his hands to warm it up he asked, “Where did you feel the twinge?”
“Between my shoulder blades,” Jack replied. Ianto worked on the sore spot between Jack shoulder blades first; his strong fingers working out the knots releasing the tension in Jack’s muscles. Next, he worked the tension out of Jack’s shoulders, then his arms and lower back. Jack was so relaxed he felt like a puddle of goo.
“Turn over Jack,” Ianto instructed. Jack turned over on his back and stretched.
“Thank you, I feel so much better.”
Ianto covered Jack’s body with his and kissed Jack. “I’m glad you feel better; now I need to release some tension of my own - if you’re interested” Ianto said. Jack grinned and squeezed Ianto’s arse. “I’ll take that as a yes. You just lay there and I’ll do most of the work.” Ianto kissed Jack again before leaving a trail of kisses down his neck, nibbled on his nipples making Jack squirm and his cock twitch. Ianto then discarded Jack’s boxers and the towel wrapped around his own waist. He gave Jack’s cock and balls his undivided attention, licking and sucking until Jack was panting and on edge and then he pulled away leaving Jack frustrated.
“Ianto,” Jack practically whined.
“It’s alright Cariad; just give me a moment to prepare myself.” Ianto grabbed the lube, poured some over his fingers and then inserted first one, then two fingers into his opening stretching it so he could take Jack’s cock. He needed to feel Jack inside him and judging by the lust-filled look on his face Jack wanted this too. Feeling he was ready, Ianto slicked up Jack’s cock, positioned it against his entrance and slowly sank down feeling Jack’s cock fill him. He waited briefly while his body adjusted to Jack’s girth and then started slowly riding Jack.
They hadn’t been this intimate since the team had rescued Jack from the grave in Bute Park. Jack was enjoying watching Ianto ride his cock and they were both moaning from the marvelous sensations they were experiencing. Jack reached up and tweaked Ianto’s nipples and felt Ianto’s body tighten around his cock causing them both to gasp. Grabbing Ianto’s hips, Jack urged him to move faster. Ianto felt his balls tighten and then he came spurting between their bodies. His body clamped down on Jack’s cock and a few strokes later Jack came inside his lover. Ianto slipped off Jack and lay down next to him; they kissed and held each other as their breathing and heartbeats returned to normal. “I’ve missed this,” Jack admitted gazing into Ianto’s eyes.
“Me too,” Ianto agreed. “We’re making progress, but let’s just take things one day at a time - alright?”
A half smile graced Jack lips. “One day at a time together.”
“Together,” Ianto promised kissing Jack once more.
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Note from socalrose: Things are finally getting better. Comments and questions are always welcome - talk to me people! Merry Christmas and Happy Holiday to one and all!!
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This chapter rated Mature (sexual encounter).
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“Yes, Owen, Jack is taking the medication like he promised,” Ianto assured his medic. Ianto was making sandwiches for lunch and Jasper was lurking around the kitchen hoping for a treat. Smiling, Ianto tossed a slice of turkey at Jasper who deftly caught it in his mouth and gobbled it down. “He’s been journaling and doing some sketches, but he hasn’t shared anything with me. You said he didn’t have to share any of it with anyone.”
“That’s right, as long as he’s writing or drawing about the trauma, he’s processing how he feels about what happened,” Owen agreed. “Did Jack agree to help Harold cut up the fallen oak tree?”
“He did; in fact, Jack is helping Harold right now and I’m getting ready to take lunch out to them,” Ianto replied.
“I won’t keep you any longer then; tell Jack I’ll talk with him tomorrow,” Owen said.
“Will do - bye.” Ianto terminated the call and finished preparing lunch. It was only two days ago Owen and Harold had come out to the cottage. Harold went with Pete to examine the storm damage and Owen checked Jack over. Jack and Owen argued over the right course of treatment and additional time off work for Jack. Frustrated, Owen had pointed out Jack wasn’t fit for field work and could suffer a flashback in the field endangering him and his team. Silently Jack had stalked out the front door; Jasper following in his wake. He returned twenty minutes later and quietly agreed to Owen’s treatment plan. Jasper wasn’t too happy with Owen and stood between Owen and Jack as a buffer until Owen left; Jasper even growled occasionally in Owen’s direction which Owen found amusing. Ianto and Owen were waiting for signs Jack was getting better and the journaling and drawing were the first hopeful indicators.
Ianto packed the sandwiches into a big picnic basket along with crisps, biscuits, fruit, coffee-filled thermoses, and bottled water. Ianto and Jasper piled into the Land Rover with the picnic basket, a folding table and four folding chairs. It didn’t take long to arrive at the site. Jack and Harold were busy cutting up the tree and Pete was stacking wood into a beat up old lorry. Pete came over and help set up the table and chairs. Ianto unpacked the lunch while Harold and Jack finished cutting the parts they were working on. Harold was using the chainsaw on a wider section and Jack was using an axe on a smaller tree section. Ianto watched Jack wield the axe skillfully and admired the way Jack’s torso muscles glistened with sweat. Jack swung the axe with ease and the rhythm of the axe biting into the wood was a steady beat. The roar of Harold’s chainsaw buzzed constantly until he cut through his tree section just as Jack’s axe severed the section he was working on.
A shrill whistle grabbed their attention. “Oi, you lot, stop working and come eat some lunch,” Ianto shouted. Harold and Jack both grinned and stowed their cutting tools. Jack grabbed a towel and wiped his face and torso off and then slipped on his white tee shirt before joining Ianto, Harold and Pete at the table.
“I’m so glad you brought us lunch, Ianto; I’m starving,” Jack admitted. Ianto passed the sandwich tray around and everyone selected sandwiches and dug in. The next few minutes were spent in comfortable silence focusing on the enjoyable lunch. Jasper used his best puppy eyes pleading for handouts and all of them tossed him bits of turkey and ham which Jasper immediately gobbled up. Sandwiches, chips and fruit consumed, Ianto served coffee and biscuits.
“You’ve gotten a lot of the tree cut up already,” Ianto observed.
“Yeah; thanks to Jack and Harold,” Pete agreed. “I’m relegated to putting the cut up wood into the lorry. There was no way I could use the chainsaw with my one arm in a cast. Jack’s made short work of tree limbs. The way you swing the axe Jack makes me wonder if you’ve worked as a lumberjack at some point in your life.”
“Actually I did for one year a long time ago; seems I haven’t lost my knack for wielding an axe.”
“The rate we’re going we’ll have this job completed in a couple more days,” Harold said.
“Well, I’m done with my videoconferences for today; I could stay and help Pete load the wood into the lorry,” Ianto volunteered.
“The more the merrier,” Harold replied.
Ianto spent the rest of the afternoon helping Pete load the wood into the lorry while Harold and Jack continued to cut up the tree. They worked until just before sunset and then he, Jack and Jasper went back to the cottage. Jasper went into the sitting room to take a nap. Hot, tired and sweaty, all Jack wanted to do was take a quick shower and collapse on the couch for the rest of the evening. He made quick work of the shower and then lay down on the bed to relax for a little bit while Ianto had his shower. When Ianto came into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist Jack tried to get out of bed but moaned when he felt a strong twinge in his upper back.
“What’s wrong?” Ianto asked.
“I just overworked my back and shoulder muscles today,” Jack replied trying to dismiss Ianto’s concern.
“Right then; lay on your stomach and I’ll give you a massage,” Ianto said. He made sure Jack complied with his instructions before he went into the bathroom to retrieve the massage oil. Ianto straddled Jack’s hips so he could easily reach Jack’s upper back and shoulders. Pouring some oil into his hands to warm it up he asked, “Where did you feel the twinge?”
“Between my shoulder blades,” Jack replied. Ianto worked on the sore spot between Jack shoulder blades first; his strong fingers working out the knots releasing the tension in Jack’s muscles. Next, he worked the tension out of Jack’s shoulders, then his arms and lower back. Jack was so relaxed he felt like a puddle of goo.
“Turn over Jack,” Ianto instructed. Jack turned over on his back and stretched.
“Thank you, I feel so much better.”
Ianto covered Jack’s body with his and kissed Jack. “I’m glad you feel better; now I need to release some tension of my own - if you’re interested” Ianto said. Jack grinned and squeezed Ianto’s arse. “I’ll take that as a yes. You just lay there and I’ll do most of the work.” Ianto kissed Jack again before leaving a trail of kisses down his neck, nibbled on his nipples making Jack squirm and his cock twitch. Ianto then discarded Jack’s boxers and the towel wrapped around his own waist. He gave Jack’s cock and balls his undivided attention, licking and sucking until Jack was panting and on edge and then he pulled away leaving Jack frustrated.
“Ianto,” Jack practically whined.
“It’s alright Cariad; just give me a moment to prepare myself.” Ianto grabbed the lube, poured some over his fingers and then inserted first one, then two fingers into his opening stretching it so he could take Jack’s cock. He needed to feel Jack inside him and judging by the lust-filled look on his face Jack wanted this too. Feeling he was ready, Ianto slicked up Jack’s cock, positioned it against his entrance and slowly sank down feeling Jack’s cock fill him. He waited briefly while his body adjusted to Jack’s girth and then started slowly riding Jack.
They hadn’t been this intimate since the team had rescued Jack from the grave in Bute Park. Jack was enjoying watching Ianto ride his cock and they were both moaning from the marvelous sensations they were experiencing. Jack reached up and tweaked Ianto’s nipples and felt Ianto’s body tighten around his cock causing them both to gasp. Grabbing Ianto’s hips, Jack urged him to move faster. Ianto felt his balls tighten and then he came spurting between their bodies. His body clamped down on Jack’s cock and a few strokes later Jack came inside his lover. Ianto slipped off Jack and lay down next to him; they kissed and held each other as their breathing and heartbeats returned to normal. “I’ve missed this,” Jack admitted gazing into Ianto’s eyes.
“Me too,” Ianto agreed. “We’re making progress, but let’s just take things one day at a time - alright?”
A half smile graced Jack lips. “One day at a time together.”
“Together,” Ianto promised kissing Jack once more.
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Note from socalrose: Things are finally getting better. Comments and questions are always welcome - talk to me people! Merry Christmas and Happy Holiday to one and all!!
This entry was originally posted at http://socalrose.dreamwidth.org/13331.html. Please comment there using OpenID.