Death is the Beginning - Chapter Nine
Jack sat on the couch while he disappeared somewhere beyond the main area. He threw his head back with a smile and closed his eyes while he waited for the young man, his tongue licking along his lips at the fading sensation of the kiss they had shared.
Suddenly a tune started playing. Jack recognised it immediately. Moonlight Serenade, by Glen Miller.
“Dance with me, Jack.”
Jack opened his eyes and took Ianto’s hand, allowing the detective to pull him up and into his arms, both men falling into a rhythm as if they had done this all their lives.
“This is the song.” Jack murmured.
“What song?”
“The one they danced to when they first met.”
“No more talk of them tonight, tonight is just us, here and now.”
Ianto captured Jack’s mouth in a tender kiss, sliding his tongue along his lips as they opened in a silent invitation. Ianto explored Jack’s mouth before the older man braved his own exploration, running his tongue past Ianto’s to probe the Welshman, gliding it silkily over teeth and cheeks before running circles along the roof of his mouth.
Ianto groaned and pushed himself harder against Jack, both men gasping as clothed erections rubbed against one another teasingly. Hands cupped arses desperately to get more friction and increase the pleasure.
Ianto surrendered Jack’s lips to burn a wet path down the side of his neck before licking out the hollow of his collarbone, teeth nipping lightly at the wet, reddened skin.
Jack groaned and threw his head back allowing for better access as Ianto kept up the assault, alternating between feather light licks and drawing the skin between his teeth and suckling at it while the men continued to rut against each other.
Jack released his hands from Ianto’s arse and cupped his face, pulling him in for a kiss before whispering hoarsely, “I want you, I want you to make love to me.”
Ianto looked him squarely in his lust blown eyes. “Jack, are you sure?”
“This feels so right Ianto, I want to feel all of you. I need to feel all of you.”
Ianto nodded as he reluctantly pulled away from Jack, taking the older man’s hand and leading him to his quarters.
Once inside, he pressed Jack up against the door and placed his thigh in between Jack’s legs, providing a slight pressure to his hard length while he unbuttoned his shirt and ran his hands over the warm flesh beneath.
He eased the arms out until Jack was bare chested, the shirt forgotten on the ground. Jack moaned and brought his hands to Ianto’s hair as ran his tongue around Jack’s nipples, flicking over the hard nubs with just the right amount of pressure.
Ianto moved his hand down over Jack’s belly to stoke a finger up and down the length of his cock, feeling it jump a little under the touch.
Jack gasped out, scrabbling his arms against Ianto and pushing him back slightly, flipping their positions with Ianto’s back to the wall. He ripped at Ianto’s shirt sending button’s flying across the room, the shirt falling in ruins on the floor as he returned the favour, lapping at sensitive buds while the young man threw his head back, moaning as his head collided with the door.
Something in Jack was reawakened knowing exactly where to lick and kiss, to touch and caress to reduce the other man to a heaving mess. Trailing kisses down is torso Jack dropped to his knees and nuzzled at the fabric across his crotch.
“Ahhhh Jack...”
“What do you want, Ianto?”
“You.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want your mouth on me. Suck me, Jack.”
Jack undid his trousers, freeing the leaking cock from its prison. He gripped it with his fist and started to lick at the head, relishing the taste on the tip of his tongue.
Without warning he took Ianto into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks to allow for the perfect friction. Ianto bucked his hips as Jack held him fast, working his mouth expertly up and down the shaft while rolling his balls between his delicate fingers.
Ianto keened and shuddered as Jack kept up his assault feeling himself approaching the abyss. “N..no Jack stop, too close......too close.” he managed to find his voice.
Jack let go of his cock with a loud plop as Ianto groaned, feeling the cool air hit his wet cock as he pulled Jack up to face him.
“Jack? Where did you learn that?”
“I don’t know...it’s like I remember doing this before, doing this as me.”
“But you don’t remember anything else? Your life?”
Jack shook his head and leaned in close to Ianto’s ear.
“I remember what it’s like to kiss a lover, to have their hands on me and now I want to remember what it’s like to have my lover inside me, moving with me.”
Ianto shuddered as he pulled Jack with him and pushed him back on the bed. Kneeling over him he retrieved some essentials from the bedside draw, ripping off the condom packet and rolling it on his cock before turning his attention to Jack. He gently undid his pants and moaned as the hard cock sprang forward into his waiting hands. Holding it still, Ianto ran his nose up and down the length, lightly breathing on the sensitive skin while Jack wriggled underneath him. Taking the full length in his mouth Jack yelped, bucking up from the bed as Ianto rode with him. Taking the tube of lube from the bed he slicked his fingers liberally and slowly worked his way down, coating his balls as he lightly squeezing them, moving further down and carefully massaging the sensitive skin hiding behind his balls until he circled the puckering hole that seemed to be loosening just for him. He carefully slid in just a fingertip, to begin.
“More Ianto, please... more!”
He worked the digit in all the way and carefully moved it around, finding that sensitive spot that saw Jack arch up off the bed, yelling his name.
Jack welcomed the intrusion as Ianto added a second finger, bearing down on them to take all Ianto was currently offering.
“Oh... fuck me, Ianto. Please fuck me!”
Ianto released his cock with a pop watched Jack as he worked a third finger into Jack, grinning triumphantly when Jack cried out a pleasure filled moan as he stretched him further.
“Are you ready, Jack?”
The older man nodded, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth as he drew his knees up, opening himself to Ianto.
The younger man withdrew his fingers and lined his cock up with Jack and pushed forward slowly. Jack gasped at the penetration, the slight burn a familiar sensation as his sense memory waited for the pleasure he knew would come. As Ianto settled inside Jack fully both men stilled savouring the connection.
“Don’t hold back, Ianto, move in me.”
Ianto growled as he drew his hips back so he was almost all the way out before snapping his hips forward again to drive deeper inside Jack. He set a steady rhythm, enjoying the gentle push and pull sensation on his cock.
“Harder Ianto, I need to cum.”
Ianto shifted Jack’s legs so they where over his shoulders, changing the angle just right so he nudged Jack’s prostrate at every thrust, pulling decadent moans from the older man. He wrapped his hand around Jack’s cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts.
Jack cried out as he came, coating his stomach and Ianto rode him through the orgasm, feeling every shudder as his rhythm faltered and couldn’t hold back any longer. With one final thrust he roared as he drove his release home.
Ianto collapsed onto Jack and they lay tangled in a mess of limbs as they came down from the high. Ianto rested his head on Jack’s chest while a shaky hand drew circles on his back as they caught their breath.
Several minutes later, Ianto slipped out of Jack gently then rolled off the bed and went into the bathroom for a quick clean up, bringing a flannel to clean Jack as well. Throwing it back into the bathroom, he climbed back into bed with Jack and wrapped his arms around him.
“Sleep Jack, no nightmares tonight.”
Jack sighed, gripping Ianto’s arms tighter around him, his eyelids getting heavy.
Just before Jack finally gave in to unconsciousness, Ianto heard a soft yet clear voice in the dark, “I love you Ianto.......Roman.”
Ianto froze and tightened his grip around Jack who was now fast asleep. An uneasy feeling sat in the pit of his stomach.
Chapter Ten