Fic: Just More
Title: Just More
Author Name: arami
Recipient: fern_knight2012
Summary: Ianto is angry, Jack consults a Doctor to help him
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own them and mean them no harm. It's not real, sadly.
Warnings: none, unless threesomes need a warning?lol
Word Count: 2274
Betas: Anonymous
"Would you miss me?"
"Yeah. Would you miss ME?"
The words kept echoing in his head and Ianto couldn't sleep. Between that and the kiss.... he KISSED Jack! It had been a while now, but it still haunted his mind. He sighed and ran his hands over his hair as he sat way back in the archives, his back against the flat side of one of the many storage containers. He came here when he needed to think or as was the case now, couldn't sleep. He could go home but then he would just wander through his empty house, the threat of the ghosts of the past haunting him always there.
Part of him wanted to tell Jack to shove off, that he really didn't care.
The part of him that was actually truthful wanted to show him, really show him, just how much he would miss Jack if he left... again. He stood up quickly and wandered around and growled in frustration as he kicked the side of one of the containers hard. Damn it he hated Jack Harkness. Damn him for making him feel this way.
"I don't think it will attack you again anytime soon."
Ianto turned around at the sound of his voice, of Jack, and stood there with wide eyes, but still frustrated. "Leave me alone Jack,"
Jack didn't stop smiling and moved even closer to Ianto. "C'mon Yan, what's wrong. You've been down here more than any one's seen you in weeks. There can't be that much work to do, and now you're beating up the furniture." He reached up and started to stroke Ianto's hair but the younger man ducked out of the way and moved to get around Jack. "Stop it Jack. I said leave me alone."
Jack put his arm out to stop Ianto's movements. " Okay what's wrong with you? This isn't like you Ianto. I'm worried about you."
Ianto scowled and pushed at Jack in frustration. "How do you know what is like me Jack? You don't know a bloody damn thing. You don't need to worry about me, so just let it be." This time he pushed harder and got past Jack intending to head back up and just go home.
But Jack just wouldn't let that happen and grabbed Ianto. "How could I not worry about you. And I'm not going to let it be either." He caressed Ianto's cheek and it should have calmed him but Ianto was just so upset and angry and shoved Jack away, pushing him back against the file cabinets. Ianto turned and stormed off, heading back up into the Hub, leaving a very confused Jack standing in the archives.
Ianto walked through the corridor and kept to himself. It was late and he wasn't surprised to not see anyone else there. Hell what was he doing here, really?
"Fighting again?"
Ianto stopped and looked up, a pair of black converse walking out of Jack's office above and coming down the stairs to join him. Ianto panicked and ran to the console to set the alarm but nothing worked. He hit it over and over, but there was nothing.
"Now is that really necessary?" came the voice with jovial laugh and Ianto turned to find him right there, practically against him. The Doctor. Jack's Doctor.
"This isn't really. None of this. YOU aren't real!"
The other man moved even closer, smiling with a smile that just about melted Ianto into a puddle right there. "Are you so sure about that?" He leaned in, his breath hot against Ianto's skin. One hand moved slowly up the lapels of his jacket and Ianto couldn't move further as his back was up against the side of the computers. "Does this feel unreal Mr Jones?" The Doctor grinned again. "I have met a great deal of wonderful Jones' on this planet. You are no exception."
Ianto didn't have any chance to react before the Doctor kissed him slow but powerful. Ianto moaned and clutched at him. This was different than kissing Jack. For some reason, he'd thought it would be so much more alike, but this was so different, intense and Ianto was falling. He tugged at the Doctor's jacket, trying to steady himself but it only brought the two of them even closer together. Ianto moaned against his lips and felt helpless in a way that he wanted more of it too.
There was more moaning, and Ianto thought it to be the Doctor until he felt someone else beside them and his eyes opened quickly.
And panic set in.
Jack.
"If I'd known how hot this would be, it would have happened a lot sooner," Jack said, his blue eyes dark and yearning. But for whom? "So you like my Ianto, Doctor?"
Before the Doctor could speak, Ianto straightened up, trying to gather some form of semblance to this... situation. Gone was the panic of Jack finding out but it was replaced by... something else. "I'm not YOUR Ianto, Jack."
Jack leaned in close, his warm breath on Ianto's ear but loud enough the Doctor couldn't hear as well. "You are Ianto. You're all mine." He pulled back and leaned over, kissing the Doctor on the side of the mouth.
The Doctor grinned and leaned in giving Jack a proper kiss before returning and giving Ianto another. "I do Jack. I like him very much. I can see why you never stop talking about him."
Ianto shivered at Jack's words, and didn't know what to think about him talking, and at length it seemed, to the Doctor. "I'm right here you know. Both of you, stop it. Just.... leave me alone." He pushed at the Doctor, more determined now to just go home and put this place behind him for one night at least.
"Yan don't be silly. Of course you're here, and we know that. It's kind of the point," Jack said, stepping in and wrapping his arms around Ianto. He looked down at the younger man and smiled again. "What do YOU want Ianto?" The Doctor moved beside them both, kissing Jack and then moved over and kissed Ianto too.
Ianto wasn't sure if he was angry or just confused and frustrated. And Jack actually asked him what he wanted. That was new, he thought to himself. Maybe he should just see how far he could take it. What did he have to lose, beside himself? Ianto grinned and smirked as he looked back up at Jack. "I want," he said, dropping his voice and leaning in close to Jack. "What I want is for you to fuck me while HE fucks you Jack. That's what I want."
Jack wasn't sure there were many other things Ianto could have said that would have made him hard so quickly. And he couldn't hide the shock on his face either. But if that's what Ianto wanted....
The Doctor chuckled and slid arms around each of the other men. "I'd say he knows exactly what he wants Jack.
Jack laughed. "I'd say he does. I also think we need someplace a bit more.... well a bit more than around the computers in the Hub." He didn't know where; his place well let's face it Jack didn't really have one. Ianto's place was not like right there and the Doctor had.... the TARDIS. He grinned as he pulled Ianto by his tie and headed toward the one thing, besides the two of them, that caught his eye.
The couch.
Jack pulled Ianto against him as they moved. The three of them, together. There was a tangle of limbs while they alternated kissing one and then the other. Moans got louder and the groans continued as buttons were undone, ties were loosened and skin was revealed. A trail of clothes was around the table before the couch as Ianto sat, or rather fell, into the middle of it, clad only his boxer-briefs. Jack stood above him completely naked and The Doctor was finishing sliding his own off as Jack leaned over and kissed Ianto again. His hands moved over Ianto's body, slowly sliding the boxer-briefs down his hips and over his legs.
"God you're beautiful Yan," Jack said deeply and then looked back to The Doctor, holding a hand out to him. "You both are."
He was aroused now, more than ever and the pheromones were filling the air, getting to Ianto and The Doctor and how it would affect each of them would be.... interesting. "Turn around Ianto, kneel up on the couch.
Ianto groaned and looked at Jack, and beyond him to The Doctor and then he moved. He knelt on the couch and leaned forward, pressing into the cushions and Jack moved in behind him. Jack's chest pressed against Ianto's back and his cock teased Ianto's ass. He reached back and pulled the Doctor closer to him, moaning as the Doctor slid his hands around Jack, kissing his shoulder, and then handed him the lube.
The Time Lord was already stroking his cock, slick and wet and Jack grinned. He didn't want to know exactly where the good Doctor and been keeping that. But Jack took it, poured some into his own hands and tossed it across the couch. He kissed Ianto's neck and slipped fingers inside of him. Jack went slow but only so he wouldn't hurt Ianto. Nothing about what he wanted had 'slow' or 'easy' in it.
Jack gasped as the Doctor didn't know the meaning of the word slow OR easy, pressing against Jack and the head of his cock disappearing inside of him. Jack groaned and bent forward, closer to Ianto, almost laying atop him. Ianto tried to glance back but Jack leaned against him more, thrusting his fingers deeper inside of him and Ianto whimper groaned and slowly dropped his head. "Jack," he moaned, his accent thick in the air.
The Doctor thrust into Jack and he practically growled, caught between two of the most important people in his life, his Doctor and his lover. As the Doctor moved so did Jack, sliding deeper and deeper inside of Ianto, moans and groans in three voices filling the room. Jack moved his hands over Ianto's back and settled on his hips, gripping them as he thrust in deeper.
Thrusting, grinding, rocking, the three bodies were moving together, slow and deliberate. Harder, faster.
Ianto gripped the cushions in front of him, his knuckles almost white from how hard he held them as the force of not just Jack but the Doctor as well forced him again and against against the back of the couch. He cried out, clenching his eyes shut, his mouth apart, breathing hard and faster.
Jack pressed his lips against Ianto's shoulders and up against the back of his neck. He breathed heavy against Ianto's skin, his lips brushing over it and occasionally he nipped at it as well; the Doctor grinned. It wasn't the first time he'd had Jack like this nor did he hope it was the last either; and Ianto moaned as his body shuddered with the force of the other two as they moved faster and harder, deeper and more deliberate.
All rhythm was lost as the three of them clutched and grabbed at each other, some closer than others but all on edge. Ianto reached down, wrapping his hand around his cock, stroking it fast, the ability to do more than gasp and moan lost on him as he was completely overwhelmed.
"Fuck."
"Oh god."
"More...."
"Mmmm, more what?"
Ianto opened his eyes slowly. "What?" he said drowsily. He was lying down and looked to see Jack looking over at him. It wasn't the couch, no it was Jack's room in the office, his bed, and it was almost morning if the digital clock nearby had any indication.
"More rest," came another voice behind Jack and an arm snaked around his waist. The very mussed up hair came first and then the satiated grinning face of the Doctor who looked at the both of them and reached across, stroking Ianto's arm. He laid back down as Jack moved so he was on his back, the other two on their sides pressed close against him.
It wasn't a dream, Ianto thought to himself and smiled. Jack, the Doctor, him. All together, and Ianto flushed at the memories of them, together. He had only been half kidding when he point-blank had said what he wanted, and then they'd all fallen together and it was.... mind-blowing was the only word Ianto could think of right then.
Jack grinned again and leaned in, kissing Ianto softly. "You didn't answer me. More, what?"
Ianto smiled lazily, looking at Jack and then over to the Doctor who grinned at him too. "Just more."
Author Name: arami
Recipient: fern_knight2012
Summary: Ianto is angry, Jack consults a Doctor to help him
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own them and mean them no harm. It's not real, sadly.
Warnings: none, unless threesomes need a warning?lol
Word Count: 2274
Betas: Anonymous
"Would you miss me?"
"Yeah. Would you miss ME?"
The words kept echoing in his head and Ianto couldn't sleep. Between that and the kiss.... he KISSED Jack! It had been a while now, but it still haunted his mind. He sighed and ran his hands over his hair as he sat way back in the archives, his back against the flat side of one of the many storage containers. He came here when he needed to think or as was the case now, couldn't sleep. He could go home but then he would just wander through his empty house, the threat of the ghosts of the past haunting him always there.
Part of him wanted to tell Jack to shove off, that he really didn't care.
The part of him that was actually truthful wanted to show him, really show him, just how much he would miss Jack if he left... again. He stood up quickly and wandered around and growled in frustration as he kicked the side of one of the containers hard. Damn it he hated Jack Harkness. Damn him for making him feel this way.
"I don't think it will attack you again anytime soon."
Ianto turned around at the sound of his voice, of Jack, and stood there with wide eyes, but still frustrated. "Leave me alone Jack,"
Jack didn't stop smiling and moved even closer to Ianto. "C'mon Yan, what's wrong. You've been down here more than any one's seen you in weeks. There can't be that much work to do, and now you're beating up the furniture." He reached up and started to stroke Ianto's hair but the younger man ducked out of the way and moved to get around Jack. "Stop it Jack. I said leave me alone."
Jack put his arm out to stop Ianto's movements. " Okay what's wrong with you? This isn't like you Ianto. I'm worried about you."
Ianto scowled and pushed at Jack in frustration. "How do you know what is like me Jack? You don't know a bloody damn thing. You don't need to worry about me, so just let it be." This time he pushed harder and got past Jack intending to head back up and just go home.
But Jack just wouldn't let that happen and grabbed Ianto. "How could I not worry about you. And I'm not going to let it be either." He caressed Ianto's cheek and it should have calmed him but Ianto was just so upset and angry and shoved Jack away, pushing him back against the file cabinets. Ianto turned and stormed off, heading back up into the Hub, leaving a very confused Jack standing in the archives.
Ianto walked through the corridor and kept to himself. It was late and he wasn't surprised to not see anyone else there. Hell what was he doing here, really?
"Fighting again?"
Ianto stopped and looked up, a pair of black converse walking out of Jack's office above and coming down the stairs to join him. Ianto panicked and ran to the console to set the alarm but nothing worked. He hit it over and over, but there was nothing.
"Now is that really necessary?" came the voice with jovial laugh and Ianto turned to find him right there, practically against him. The Doctor. Jack's Doctor.
"This isn't really. None of this. YOU aren't real!"
The other man moved even closer, smiling with a smile that just about melted Ianto into a puddle right there. "Are you so sure about that?" He leaned in, his breath hot against Ianto's skin. One hand moved slowly up the lapels of his jacket and Ianto couldn't move further as his back was up against the side of the computers. "Does this feel unreal Mr Jones?" The Doctor grinned again. "I have met a great deal of wonderful Jones' on this planet. You are no exception."
Ianto didn't have any chance to react before the Doctor kissed him slow but powerful. Ianto moaned and clutched at him. This was different than kissing Jack. For some reason, he'd thought it would be so much more alike, but this was so different, intense and Ianto was falling. He tugged at the Doctor's jacket, trying to steady himself but it only brought the two of them even closer together. Ianto moaned against his lips and felt helpless in a way that he wanted more of it too.
There was more moaning, and Ianto thought it to be the Doctor until he felt someone else beside them and his eyes opened quickly.
And panic set in.
Jack.
"If I'd known how hot this would be, it would have happened a lot sooner," Jack said, his blue eyes dark and yearning. But for whom? "So you like my Ianto, Doctor?"
Before the Doctor could speak, Ianto straightened up, trying to gather some form of semblance to this... situation. Gone was the panic of Jack finding out but it was replaced by... something else. "I'm not YOUR Ianto, Jack."
Jack leaned in close, his warm breath on Ianto's ear but loud enough the Doctor couldn't hear as well. "You are Ianto. You're all mine." He pulled back and leaned over, kissing the Doctor on the side of the mouth.
The Doctor grinned and leaned in giving Jack a proper kiss before returning and giving Ianto another. "I do Jack. I like him very much. I can see why you never stop talking about him."
Ianto shivered at Jack's words, and didn't know what to think about him talking, and at length it seemed, to the Doctor. "I'm right here you know. Both of you, stop it. Just.... leave me alone." He pushed at the Doctor, more determined now to just go home and put this place behind him for one night at least.
"Yan don't be silly. Of course you're here, and we know that. It's kind of the point," Jack said, stepping in and wrapping his arms around Ianto. He looked down at the younger man and smiled again. "What do YOU want Ianto?" The Doctor moved beside them both, kissing Jack and then moved over and kissed Ianto too.
Ianto wasn't sure if he was angry or just confused and frustrated. And Jack actually asked him what he wanted. That was new, he thought to himself. Maybe he should just see how far he could take it. What did he have to lose, beside himself? Ianto grinned and smirked as he looked back up at Jack. "I want," he said, dropping his voice and leaning in close to Jack. "What I want is for you to fuck me while HE fucks you Jack. That's what I want."
Jack wasn't sure there were many other things Ianto could have said that would have made him hard so quickly. And he couldn't hide the shock on his face either. But if that's what Ianto wanted....
The Doctor chuckled and slid arms around each of the other men. "I'd say he knows exactly what he wants Jack.
Jack laughed. "I'd say he does. I also think we need someplace a bit more.... well a bit more than around the computers in the Hub." He didn't know where; his place well let's face it Jack didn't really have one. Ianto's place was not like right there and the Doctor had.... the TARDIS. He grinned as he pulled Ianto by his tie and headed toward the one thing, besides the two of them, that caught his eye.
The couch.
Jack pulled Ianto against him as they moved. The three of them, together. There was a tangle of limbs while they alternated kissing one and then the other. Moans got louder and the groans continued as buttons were undone, ties were loosened and skin was revealed. A trail of clothes was around the table before the couch as Ianto sat, or rather fell, into the middle of it, clad only his boxer-briefs. Jack stood above him completely naked and The Doctor was finishing sliding his own off as Jack leaned over and kissed Ianto again. His hands moved over Ianto's body, slowly sliding the boxer-briefs down his hips and over his legs.
"God you're beautiful Yan," Jack said deeply and then looked back to The Doctor, holding a hand out to him. "You both are."
He was aroused now, more than ever and the pheromones were filling the air, getting to Ianto and The Doctor and how it would affect each of them would be.... interesting. "Turn around Ianto, kneel up on the couch.
Ianto groaned and looked at Jack, and beyond him to The Doctor and then he moved. He knelt on the couch and leaned forward, pressing into the cushions and Jack moved in behind him. Jack's chest pressed against Ianto's back and his cock teased Ianto's ass. He reached back and pulled the Doctor closer to him, moaning as the Doctor slid his hands around Jack, kissing his shoulder, and then handed him the lube.
The Time Lord was already stroking his cock, slick and wet and Jack grinned. He didn't want to know exactly where the good Doctor and been keeping that. But Jack took it, poured some into his own hands and tossed it across the couch. He kissed Ianto's neck and slipped fingers inside of him. Jack went slow but only so he wouldn't hurt Ianto. Nothing about what he wanted had 'slow' or 'easy' in it.
Jack gasped as the Doctor didn't know the meaning of the word slow OR easy, pressing against Jack and the head of his cock disappearing inside of him. Jack groaned and bent forward, closer to Ianto, almost laying atop him. Ianto tried to glance back but Jack leaned against him more, thrusting his fingers deeper inside of him and Ianto whimper groaned and slowly dropped his head. "Jack," he moaned, his accent thick in the air.
The Doctor thrust into Jack and he practically growled, caught between two of the most important people in his life, his Doctor and his lover. As the Doctor moved so did Jack, sliding deeper and deeper inside of Ianto, moans and groans in three voices filling the room. Jack moved his hands over Ianto's back and settled on his hips, gripping them as he thrust in deeper.
Thrusting, grinding, rocking, the three bodies were moving together, slow and deliberate. Harder, faster.
Ianto gripped the cushions in front of him, his knuckles almost white from how hard he held them as the force of not just Jack but the Doctor as well forced him again and against against the back of the couch. He cried out, clenching his eyes shut, his mouth apart, breathing hard and faster.
Jack pressed his lips against Ianto's shoulders and up against the back of his neck. He breathed heavy against Ianto's skin, his lips brushing over it and occasionally he nipped at it as well; the Doctor grinned. It wasn't the first time he'd had Jack like this nor did he hope it was the last either; and Ianto moaned as his body shuddered with the force of the other two as they moved faster and harder, deeper and more deliberate.
All rhythm was lost as the three of them clutched and grabbed at each other, some closer than others but all on edge. Ianto reached down, wrapping his hand around his cock, stroking it fast, the ability to do more than gasp and moan lost on him as he was completely overwhelmed.
"Fuck."
"Oh god."
"More...."
"Mmmm, more what?"
Ianto opened his eyes slowly. "What?" he said drowsily. He was lying down and looked to see Jack looking over at him. It wasn't the couch, no it was Jack's room in the office, his bed, and it was almost morning if the digital clock nearby had any indication.
"More rest," came another voice behind Jack and an arm snaked around his waist. The very mussed up hair came first and then the satiated grinning face of the Doctor who looked at the both of them and reached across, stroking Ianto's arm. He laid back down as Jack moved so he was on his back, the other two on their sides pressed close against him.
It wasn't a dream, Ianto thought to himself and smiled. Jack, the Doctor, him. All together, and Ianto flushed at the memories of them, together. He had only been half kidding when he point-blank had said what he wanted, and then they'd all fallen together and it was.... mind-blowing was the only word Ianto could think of right then.
Jack grinned again and leaned in, kissing Ianto softly. "You didn't answer me. More, what?"
Ianto smiled lazily, looking at Jack and then over to the Doctor who grinned at him too. "Just more."