October 20th - FIC - Icing - FMAO/NC-17 - 1/1
Title: Icing
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: NC-17, FMAO
Characters/Pairings: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: TW S1 Coutrycide
Prompt: Candy/Sweets for the tw_calender Halloween Fic Fest
Warnings: M/M
Length: Chapter 1 of 1, roughly 3225 words
Summary: Jack and Ianto share their first Halloween together and Jack gets some weird cravings.
Disclaimer: Torchwood belongs to RTD and the BBC, unfortunately. This is a work of fiction and lest we forget Fiction = False, Fake, Not Real (and any of those other handy dandy synonyms found in Webster’s big book.)
Beta: Thanks bunches to luvinthe88and20 for the quick read through.
A/N: More crack/fluff fiction for Halloween, with a slight side of kink thrown in. This is Jack after all; I think kink just automatically comes with him, much like the greatcoat. Fluff/crack is not my usual forte, but hopefully you will enjoy this. Yes, technically it is still October 19th here in the States, but it is the 20th elsewhere so I figured I would go ahead and post. There really isn't a whole lot of Halloween in this, but since this was my second piece for the Fic Fest, I cut myself some slack. :)
(Jack’s POV)
“I’m impressed. The bakery really outdid themselves this year. These are absolutely delicious! Are you sure you don’t want one, Jack?”
“No, I’m good.”
”Jack, is everything okay?” Ianto asked, reaching over to playfully touch my forehead. “It’s not like you to refuse food, especially when it comes in the form of something from your favorite bakery.”
Normally I would be all over free goodies, but not tonight.
“I’m alright, Yan; I’ll eat when we get to your flat.”
He slightly glared at me for the use of his shortened name, something he has told me numerous times that he rather wished I wouldn’t use. I just flashed my patented Harkness grin at him and he went back to munching on the frosted pumpkin and ghost shaped cookies that each of us had been given by one of the ladies at the bakery near the Hub that we frequently visit.
God, if he only knew what I had planned for him. I’d be eating later all right…off of his body if I had my way.
Okay Jack, relax; you don’t want him to suspect something is up. You’ve been planning this without his knowledge for over a week; don’t let the cat out of the bag now.
This was our first Halloween together as a couple and of course we had to have a Rift alert. Weevils on the loose downtown. I would have much rather stayed in bed all day, fucking like rabbits, but the call to save the world was stronger and we answered it to the best of our ability.
Tonight would surely make up for our lack of sexual production today though.
At least I hope it will. I’ve got to get Ianto to agree to it first.
Man, he looks fucking adorable sitting in the passenger seat munching away on those cookies, just like a little kid, a smudge of orange frosting on the corner of his mouth even.
Using my thumb, I brushed the icing away. Before I could pull my hand back, Ianto placed my thumb into his mouth, his tongue swiping over it to remove the fleck of frosting.
Oh fuck.
I couldn’t help but groan as he rotated my wrist, drawing each of my fingers into his mouth in turn.
It was quickly becoming more and more difficult to concentrate on my driving the harder he sucked.
Focus on the road, Jack. You’re wandering over the line. Shit.
Reluctantly I pulled my hand away and he answered my actions with a throaty, “There is more where that came from as soon as we get to my flat, Jack.”
“I’m banking on it, Ianto.” Well, I know there eventually will be, as soon as I get done having my way with you first that is.
His trust in me has grown leaps and bounds in the last few months…the bad times in the past, not forgotten but now just reminders of the need to go forward. The physical trauma he sustained at the hands of the cannibals has long since receded; the emotional bits are taking their sweet time though. However, I am pretty sure Ianto is ready for this. I know I fucking am, my dick especially is. No surprise there though, I’m always horny for Ianto.
When we pulled into the complex and got out of the SUV, I held his hand as we walked into the building. Our hands fit together perfectly. Just like our bodies are going to in a little while. It’s the simple things like holding hands, or him helping him me out of my greatcoat, that turn me on so much.
“You looked rather sexy eating those cookies, Ianto,” I whispered in his ear, while I slipped his overcoat from his shoulders and laid it on the back of the couch.
“Are you sure you don’t want any?” He asked me, turning towards me and putting his arms snugly around my waist.
“Nope, it will ruin my surprise.”
“Surprise huh? I thought we agreed that we weren’t doing anything special for Halloween. Did you buy me something?”
“We did agree and I didn’t buy this, it was already here. You need to go into the bedroom though to get it,” I said, turning him around and gently pushing him in that direction.
Ianto stopped just slightly inside the door, looking around the room.
“Jack, what’s going on?”
“Do you trust me,” I questioned stepping up behind him, my hands on his waist so he couldn’t turn towards me.
“Of course I trust you, why do you ask?”
“Because I wanted to make sure it was okay if I did this.”
“Did wha…” I cut him off, by slipping a piece of material around his head, covering his eyes, and tying it securely in place.
“Is this okay with you Ianto? If you want to stop this at anytime, please tell me.”
He smiled, “I’m good. A little nervous, but that’s more curiosity than anything.”
I knew he had never been blindfolded before by any of his previous partners. The things you learn during sleepy post-sex conversations really can be beneficial.
Leaning in, I planted a soft kiss to the nape of his neck as my hands moved from his waist to glide up his back onto his shoulders.
Now to really get down to business.
While he looks incredibly amazing in his navy pinstripe, the clothes have got to go.
My hands slid under the lapels of the suit jacket and eased it off his shoulders, the vest and tie followed, as did his belt.
Turning him around, I pulled his dress shirt free from his trousers and started to work on the buttons, from bottom to top. When each button was undone, I allowed my hands to brush against his bare skin in that area.
Mouth replaced fingers when I reached his chest, gently sucking my way up to his neck, where I was now concentrating my efforts.
Ianto’s breathing had picked up tempo with the more clothing I removed. He hadn’t touched me yet, his arms still hung to his sides, but I wasn’t surprised. I’d been blindfolded before by an old boyfriend and I knew how acute it made my sense of feel, every other sense was dulled and touch seemed ten times more powerful.
His shirt joined the rest of his clothes and his trousers, socks and shoes quickly followed into that pile.
Standing before me in just his black boxers, Ianto looked absolutely amazing. I’ve started to notice that I find myself staring at him a lot. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would fall in love with someone as deeply as I have him. The Fates did a bang-up job when they put us together.
“Jack?” He asked tentatively, blindly reaching out a hand towards me.
“I’m right here,” I answered, drawing his hand into mine and lacing our fingers together, then resting them against my chest.
“You’re still dressed. That’s not fair.”
“Don’t worry; we’ll both be naked soon enough.”
“My body is yours Jack, do what you want with me.”
Hearing him say that gave me a great confidence booster that he would go along with the second part of my plan.
With my hands on his waist, guiding him, I backed him up to the end of his bed. When his knees made contact with the mattress, he fell onto it and I followed, our bodies coming together and mouths meeting.
I rolled to my side after a few long, exploring kisses, and urged Ianto to slide up towards the headboard, which he readily did.
As soon as he was comfortably situated, head resting on a pillow, I straddled his waist.
Grabbing his tie from beside me, where I had thrown it earlier, I ran it over his chest and up his left arm, making a loop around his wrist and tying a loose knot.
“Jack are you…?”
“Yes I am. Still okay?”
Ianto emphatically nodded his head up and down on the pillow, so I lifted his arm and ran the tie about the bedpost, making a firm bind.
Duplicating the process on his right arm, with another tie that I had hidden in my pocket, I slid back down his body and gasped at the sight before me.
Instantaneous. Fucking. Hard-on.
I’ve never seen anything as desirable as Ianto tied, almost naked, to his bed. I can’t help but just sit there and gape at him.
Exceedingly sexy.
Yes, I know I am staring again. I said I couldn’t help it. You would stare too.
His voice brought me out of the trance his body had me in, “Jack, are you still there?”
“I’m right here, just admiring the view.” Ianto’s head turned in the direction of my voice.
“Is it nice?”
“It’s fucking yummy. I could just eat you up.”
“Go right ahead, I won’t stop you,” he voiced, his face breaking into a sexy smirk.
“I will, I just need some toppings first. Be right back.” I heard him question “toppings” as I walked out and headed into the kitchen, but chose to ignore him. He’d be finding out soon enough what I meant by it.
Pushing aside the jug of milk and the cartons of orange juice, I pulled out the stuff I had hidden in there earlier.
This is the first time we’ve done anything remotely kinky and I want it to be perfect in so many ways.
Granted, Ianto doesn’t really know what is in store for him, but that is part of the excitement.
I really do think he will be okay with all of this. And, like I told him, all he has to do is say stop and it’s over. No hesitation will be made on my part to untie him and remove his blindfold in the split second after he calls it quits.
Heading back into the bedroom, Ianto’s head whipped towards the door when I walked through.
Since I knew he couldn’t see me, I made plenty of noise with my clothes as I removed them, until we were both left in just our underwear.
The tops of his feet were the first recipients of my feathery kisses as my mouth worked its way up to the waistline of his boxers. He was already plenty hard, he’d been getting that way since I took his pants off.
Even though I wanted to draw his dick out and suck it dry, I left it alone and continued my kissing path up his chest, pausing just long enough to dip my tongue into his belly button and make him squirm beneath me.
“Is this all for me?” I asked, sitting on my haunches over his thighs and giving his erection a soft squeeze through the black material with my hand. His arms pulled against the bonds as his hips bucked up into me.
Ianto’s response came out in a moan as I continued to caress him. “Only for you.”
“What would you like me to do with it?”
All I could make out this time from his throaty growl was one word.
“My mouth huh? I can do that. I think I better start somewhere else first though.”
I was met with a whimper of disparagement as I stopped stroking him and reached beside me for the bottle of Hershey’s chocolate syrup.
Turning it over, I started to draw a pattern on his chest. Ianto hissed as the cold liquid came in contact with his skin.
Before he could ask what I was doing, I licked up a tad bit of the syrup and covered his mouth with mine. Our tongues fought and the chocolate mixed with our own natural flavors creating an arousing combination.
So delicious.
He didn’t tell me to stop or anything, so I returned to my drawing after our lips parted.
A large chocolate J and H adorned Ianto’s chest and abs when I finished.
That’s right. He’s mine. Jack’s Ianto. My Ianto.
I like the sight of him claimed by my initials.
I also enjoy licking his skin.
Which do I like better though?
Tasting him wins out. Without a doubt.
Starting at the base of the J, which was down on his abdominal muscles, I began to lap up the syrup.
Ianto didn’t bother to conceal his excitement as I changed my motions from licking to sucking, and even some light nipping, as I worked my way around the letters. Moans, groans, whimpers, whines and sighs; I was getting the whole vocal assortment out of him.
The large bulge in his boxers was pressed up against my abs; I can imagine his underwear is painfully snug at the moment. It’s not time for him to come…yet.
Hell, I am just getting warmed up.
Deciding I had enough of chocolate-covered Ianto, I grabbed the other container by my side and popped off the lid.
With a little bit of the stuff on my finger, I touched the tip of his nose. Ianto wrinkled his nose as I went to lick it off.
“What was that?”
“Want a taste?”
He opened his mouth and I traced whipped cream over his lips, before tilting down to kiss it in.
“More?” I inquired.
Ianto nodded at me, licking his lips.
Instead of putting it on his lips, I traced a line from his cheek to his Adam’s apple.
“So not fair, Jack.”
“Want me to stop?”
“Not in this fucking lifetime!”
Didn’t think so. Time for some more tongue action.
The whipped cream container was quickly becoming empty as Ianto’s body once again became my dessert smorgasbord.
God I am going to be on such a sugar high after all of this. It’s more than fucking worth it though.
From the crook of his neck, to his collarbone, chest, nipples, and abs; they all got a meticulous working over, followed swiftly by his belly button on to the beginnings of the V leading down to his groin.
Jack, you’ve avoided below his belt long enough. Ianto’s been a good sport about this; he deserves some attention down there. Just look at how wet the front of his boxers have become.
Yes he does.
Neither chocolate nor whipped cream compare in the slightest to the taste of him filling my mouth.
Tugging his underwear down his body, I wasted no time in returning to his hard cock, which was now pressed against his stomach.
Must. Suck. Dick. Now.
One more swipe of whipped cream coated his cock before I took him deep.
“Oh fuck, Jack,” he hissed, as his dick touched the back of my throat.
I hummed as I let him slip from me until just the head was between my lips, which I sucked on vigorously.
As much as I am completely enjoying all of this, I do miss having his hands in my hair or on me in some other way.
You’ll have plenty of time for that later, Jack.
Ianto’s hips were frantically arching up below me and I didn’t bother to hold him down, I just let his cock move in and out of my mouth.
Even though his body is in bonds, he’s the one in control.
“I’m gonna…oh….fuck Jack…fuck!” That’s it Ianto, fill me with what I love so much.
Fully draining him of his juices, I let his tongue invade my mouth to relish in the mixture of sweets.
“That was just so fucking…god, I don’t even know how to describe it…wow Jack…fuck me?”
Softly laughing at him, I replied, “I know Ianto, it is one those unexplainable things…”
“I meant that last part as a question, will you fuck me now?” he requested, interrupting me, still a slight bit out of breath.
How did he know that is what I wanted to do next?
No matter how I fuck him, I am only going to last mere moments. I’ve been excruciatingly hard for way to long now to give him much of a proper fuck.
“You know you never have to ask me that. I’m always willing to fulfill that desire. Any time. Any place.”
“And I love you for it, Jack. I do have one request though.”
“What’s that?”
“Take this blindfold off so I can see you as I make you come. Watching your face as you lose yourself in me is one of my favorite sights.”
Seeing his face as he comes is one of my favorite things as well, so I am not about to argue with him.
Loosening the tie, I slipped it off of his head and tossed it on the floor.
His beautiful eyes slowly opened and focused on mine.
“Hard, fast and deep, Jack. Think you can oblige?”
Most fucking definitely.
In a split second, my briefs were off and I was back between his legs, preparing him for me.
He wants deep; I can give him deep all right.
Putting his legs over my shoulders, I essentially folded him up as I eased my dick into his tight hole.
Fuck!
Yeah, there is no way I am going to be able to do this for more than a few minutes. I’m fucking pulsing with intense satisfaction already.
Ianto and I locked eyes and mouths as I drove myself in and out of him, not holding back on the force of my thrusts.
Wave upon wave of pleasure started to build in my belly, growing with each stroke I made.
Throwing my head back, I screamed, “Oh god, Ianto!” as my orgasm finally took hold of my body and bliss ripped through my fibers.
I continued to pump into him until I could hardly move anymore and I basically just buckled into a mountain of Jack, right on top of him, letting his legs slide over my shoulders and back onto the bed.
Once I could focus again, I reached up and pulled the ties on each of his wrists.
His arms were around me in a flash, stroking my back, teasing my hair, holding me. Loving me.
My body shifted so I lay alongside him, both of us fully sated, unable to move another inch.
“Now you know why I didn’t want any cookies. You’re a far better dessert than any iced cookie ever could be.”
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: NC-17, FMAO
Characters/Pairings: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: TW S1 Coutrycide
Prompt: Candy/Sweets for the tw_calender Halloween Fic Fest
Warnings: M/M
Length: Chapter 1 of 1, roughly 3225 words
Summary: Jack and Ianto share their first Halloween together and Jack gets some weird cravings.
Disclaimer: Torchwood belongs to RTD and the BBC, unfortunately. This is a work of fiction and lest we forget Fiction = False, Fake, Not Real (and any of those other handy dandy synonyms found in Webster’s big book.)
Beta: Thanks bunches to luvinthe88and20 for the quick read through.
A/N: More crack/fluff fiction for Halloween, with a slight side of kink thrown in. This is Jack after all; I think kink just automatically comes with him, much like the greatcoat. Fluff/crack is not my usual forte, but hopefully you will enjoy this. Yes, technically it is still October 19th here in the States, but it is the 20th elsewhere so I figured I would go ahead and post. There really isn't a whole lot of Halloween in this, but since this was my second piece for the Fic Fest, I cut myself some slack. :)
(Jack’s POV)
“I’m impressed. The bakery really outdid themselves this year. These are absolutely delicious! Are you sure you don’t want one, Jack?”
“No, I’m good.”
”Jack, is everything okay?” Ianto asked, reaching over to playfully touch my forehead. “It’s not like you to refuse food, especially when it comes in the form of something from your favorite bakery.”
Normally I would be all over free goodies, but not tonight.
“I’m alright, Yan; I’ll eat when we get to your flat.”
He slightly glared at me for the use of his shortened name, something he has told me numerous times that he rather wished I wouldn’t use. I just flashed my patented Harkness grin at him and he went back to munching on the frosted pumpkin and ghost shaped cookies that each of us had been given by one of the ladies at the bakery near the Hub that we frequently visit.
God, if he only knew what I had planned for him. I’d be eating later all right…off of his body if I had my way.
Okay Jack, relax; you don’t want him to suspect something is up. You’ve been planning this without his knowledge for over a week; don’t let the cat out of the bag now.
This was our first Halloween together as a couple and of course we had to have a Rift alert. Weevils on the loose downtown. I would have much rather stayed in bed all day, fucking like rabbits, but the call to save the world was stronger and we answered it to the best of our ability.
Tonight would surely make up for our lack of sexual production today though.
At least I hope it will. I’ve got to get Ianto to agree to it first.
Man, he looks fucking adorable sitting in the passenger seat munching away on those cookies, just like a little kid, a smudge of orange frosting on the corner of his mouth even.
Using my thumb, I brushed the icing away. Before I could pull my hand back, Ianto placed my thumb into his mouth, his tongue swiping over it to remove the fleck of frosting.
Oh fuck.
I couldn’t help but groan as he rotated my wrist, drawing each of my fingers into his mouth in turn.
It was quickly becoming more and more difficult to concentrate on my driving the harder he sucked.
Focus on the road, Jack. You’re wandering over the line. Shit.
Reluctantly I pulled my hand away and he answered my actions with a throaty, “There is more where that came from as soon as we get to my flat, Jack.”
“I’m banking on it, Ianto.” Well, I know there eventually will be, as soon as I get done having my way with you first that is.
His trust in me has grown leaps and bounds in the last few months…the bad times in the past, not forgotten but now just reminders of the need to go forward. The physical trauma he sustained at the hands of the cannibals has long since receded; the emotional bits are taking their sweet time though. However, I am pretty sure Ianto is ready for this. I know I fucking am, my dick especially is. No surprise there though, I’m always horny for Ianto.
When we pulled into the complex and got out of the SUV, I held his hand as we walked into the building. Our hands fit together perfectly. Just like our bodies are going to in a little while. It’s the simple things like holding hands, or him helping him me out of my greatcoat, that turn me on so much.
“You looked rather sexy eating those cookies, Ianto,” I whispered in his ear, while I slipped his overcoat from his shoulders and laid it on the back of the couch.
“Are you sure you don’t want any?” He asked me, turning towards me and putting his arms snugly around my waist.
“Nope, it will ruin my surprise.”
“Surprise huh? I thought we agreed that we weren’t doing anything special for Halloween. Did you buy me something?”
“We did agree and I didn’t buy this, it was already here. You need to go into the bedroom though to get it,” I said, turning him around and gently pushing him in that direction.
Ianto stopped just slightly inside the door, looking around the room.
“Jack, what’s going on?”
“Do you trust me,” I questioned stepping up behind him, my hands on his waist so he couldn’t turn towards me.
“Of course I trust you, why do you ask?”
“Because I wanted to make sure it was okay if I did this.”
“Did wha…” I cut him off, by slipping a piece of material around his head, covering his eyes, and tying it securely in place.
“Is this okay with you Ianto? If you want to stop this at anytime, please tell me.”
He smiled, “I’m good. A little nervous, but that’s more curiosity than anything.”
I knew he had never been blindfolded before by any of his previous partners. The things you learn during sleepy post-sex conversations really can be beneficial.
Leaning in, I planted a soft kiss to the nape of his neck as my hands moved from his waist to glide up his back onto his shoulders.
Now to really get down to business.
While he looks incredibly amazing in his navy pinstripe, the clothes have got to go.
My hands slid under the lapels of the suit jacket and eased it off his shoulders, the vest and tie followed, as did his belt.
Turning him around, I pulled his dress shirt free from his trousers and started to work on the buttons, from bottom to top. When each button was undone, I allowed my hands to brush against his bare skin in that area.
Mouth replaced fingers when I reached his chest, gently sucking my way up to his neck, where I was now concentrating my efforts.
Ianto’s breathing had picked up tempo with the more clothing I removed. He hadn’t touched me yet, his arms still hung to his sides, but I wasn’t surprised. I’d been blindfolded before by an old boyfriend and I knew how acute it made my sense of feel, every other sense was dulled and touch seemed ten times more powerful.
His shirt joined the rest of his clothes and his trousers, socks and shoes quickly followed into that pile.
Standing before me in just his black boxers, Ianto looked absolutely amazing. I’ve started to notice that I find myself staring at him a lot. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would fall in love with someone as deeply as I have him. The Fates did a bang-up job when they put us together.
“Jack?” He asked tentatively, blindly reaching out a hand towards me.
“I’m right here,” I answered, drawing his hand into mine and lacing our fingers together, then resting them against my chest.
“You’re still dressed. That’s not fair.”
“Don’t worry; we’ll both be naked soon enough.”
“My body is yours Jack, do what you want with me.”
Hearing him say that gave me a great confidence booster that he would go along with the second part of my plan.
With my hands on his waist, guiding him, I backed him up to the end of his bed. When his knees made contact with the mattress, he fell onto it and I followed, our bodies coming together and mouths meeting.
I rolled to my side after a few long, exploring kisses, and urged Ianto to slide up towards the headboard, which he readily did.
As soon as he was comfortably situated, head resting on a pillow, I straddled his waist.
Grabbing his tie from beside me, where I had thrown it earlier, I ran it over his chest and up his left arm, making a loop around his wrist and tying a loose knot.
“Jack are you…?”
“Yes I am. Still okay?”
Ianto emphatically nodded his head up and down on the pillow, so I lifted his arm and ran the tie about the bedpost, making a firm bind.
Duplicating the process on his right arm, with another tie that I had hidden in my pocket, I slid back down his body and gasped at the sight before me.
Instantaneous. Fucking. Hard-on.
I’ve never seen anything as desirable as Ianto tied, almost naked, to his bed. I can’t help but just sit there and gape at him.
Exceedingly sexy.
Yes, I know I am staring again. I said I couldn’t help it. You would stare too.
His voice brought me out of the trance his body had me in, “Jack, are you still there?”
“I’m right here, just admiring the view.” Ianto’s head turned in the direction of my voice.
“Is it nice?”
“It’s fucking yummy. I could just eat you up.”
“Go right ahead, I won’t stop you,” he voiced, his face breaking into a sexy smirk.
“I will, I just need some toppings first. Be right back.” I heard him question “toppings” as I walked out and headed into the kitchen, but chose to ignore him. He’d be finding out soon enough what I meant by it.
Pushing aside the jug of milk and the cartons of orange juice, I pulled out the stuff I had hidden in there earlier.
This is the first time we’ve done anything remotely kinky and I want it to be perfect in so many ways.
Granted, Ianto doesn’t really know what is in store for him, but that is part of the excitement.
I really do think he will be okay with all of this. And, like I told him, all he has to do is say stop and it’s over. No hesitation will be made on my part to untie him and remove his blindfold in the split second after he calls it quits.
Heading back into the bedroom, Ianto’s head whipped towards the door when I walked through.
Since I knew he couldn’t see me, I made plenty of noise with my clothes as I removed them, until we were both left in just our underwear.
The tops of his feet were the first recipients of my feathery kisses as my mouth worked its way up to the waistline of his boxers. He was already plenty hard, he’d been getting that way since I took his pants off.
Even though I wanted to draw his dick out and suck it dry, I left it alone and continued my kissing path up his chest, pausing just long enough to dip my tongue into his belly button and make him squirm beneath me.
“Is this all for me?” I asked, sitting on my haunches over his thighs and giving his erection a soft squeeze through the black material with my hand. His arms pulled against the bonds as his hips bucked up into me.
Ianto’s response came out in a moan as I continued to caress him. “Only for you.”
“What would you like me to do with it?”
All I could make out this time from his throaty growl was one word.
“My mouth huh? I can do that. I think I better start somewhere else first though.”
I was met with a whimper of disparagement as I stopped stroking him and reached beside me for the bottle of Hershey’s chocolate syrup.
Turning it over, I started to draw a pattern on his chest. Ianto hissed as the cold liquid came in contact with his skin.
Before he could ask what I was doing, I licked up a tad bit of the syrup and covered his mouth with mine. Our tongues fought and the chocolate mixed with our own natural flavors creating an arousing combination.
So delicious.
He didn’t tell me to stop or anything, so I returned to my drawing after our lips parted.
A large chocolate J and H adorned Ianto’s chest and abs when I finished.
That’s right. He’s mine. Jack’s Ianto. My Ianto.
I like the sight of him claimed by my initials.
I also enjoy licking his skin.
Which do I like better though?
Tasting him wins out. Without a doubt.
Starting at the base of the J, which was down on his abdominal muscles, I began to lap up the syrup.
Ianto didn’t bother to conceal his excitement as I changed my motions from licking to sucking, and even some light nipping, as I worked my way around the letters. Moans, groans, whimpers, whines and sighs; I was getting the whole vocal assortment out of him.
The large bulge in his boxers was pressed up against my abs; I can imagine his underwear is painfully snug at the moment. It’s not time for him to come…yet.
Hell, I am just getting warmed up.
Deciding I had enough of chocolate-covered Ianto, I grabbed the other container by my side and popped off the lid.
With a little bit of the stuff on my finger, I touched the tip of his nose. Ianto wrinkled his nose as I went to lick it off.
“What was that?”
“Want a taste?”
He opened his mouth and I traced whipped cream over his lips, before tilting down to kiss it in.
“More?” I inquired.
Ianto nodded at me, licking his lips.
Instead of putting it on his lips, I traced a line from his cheek to his Adam’s apple.
“So not fair, Jack.”
“Want me to stop?”
“Not in this fucking lifetime!”
Didn’t think so. Time for some more tongue action.
The whipped cream container was quickly becoming empty as Ianto’s body once again became my dessert smorgasbord.
God I am going to be on such a sugar high after all of this. It’s more than fucking worth it though.
From the crook of his neck, to his collarbone, chest, nipples, and abs; they all got a meticulous working over, followed swiftly by his belly button on to the beginnings of the V leading down to his groin.
Jack, you’ve avoided below his belt long enough. Ianto’s been a good sport about this; he deserves some attention down there. Just look at how wet the front of his boxers have become.
Yes he does.
Neither chocolate nor whipped cream compare in the slightest to the taste of him filling my mouth.
Tugging his underwear down his body, I wasted no time in returning to his hard cock, which was now pressed against his stomach.
Must. Suck. Dick. Now.
One more swipe of whipped cream coated his cock before I took him deep.
“Oh fuck, Jack,” he hissed, as his dick touched the back of my throat.
I hummed as I let him slip from me until just the head was between my lips, which I sucked on vigorously.
As much as I am completely enjoying all of this, I do miss having his hands in my hair or on me in some other way.
You’ll have plenty of time for that later, Jack.
Ianto’s hips were frantically arching up below me and I didn’t bother to hold him down, I just let his cock move in and out of my mouth.
Even though his body is in bonds, he’s the one in control.
“I’m gonna…oh….fuck Jack…fuck!” That’s it Ianto, fill me with what I love so much.
Fully draining him of his juices, I let his tongue invade my mouth to relish in the mixture of sweets.
“That was just so fucking…god, I don’t even know how to describe it…wow Jack…fuck me?”
Softly laughing at him, I replied, “I know Ianto, it is one those unexplainable things…”
“I meant that last part as a question, will you fuck me now?” he requested, interrupting me, still a slight bit out of breath.
How did he know that is what I wanted to do next?
No matter how I fuck him, I am only going to last mere moments. I’ve been excruciatingly hard for way to long now to give him much of a proper fuck.
“You know you never have to ask me that. I’m always willing to fulfill that desire. Any time. Any place.”
“And I love you for it, Jack. I do have one request though.”
“What’s that?”
“Take this blindfold off so I can see you as I make you come. Watching your face as you lose yourself in me is one of my favorite sights.”
Seeing his face as he comes is one of my favorite things as well, so I am not about to argue with him.
Loosening the tie, I slipped it off of his head and tossed it on the floor.
His beautiful eyes slowly opened and focused on mine.
“Hard, fast and deep, Jack. Think you can oblige?”
Most fucking definitely.
In a split second, my briefs were off and I was back between his legs, preparing him for me.
He wants deep; I can give him deep all right.
Putting his legs over my shoulders, I essentially folded him up as I eased my dick into his tight hole.
Fuck!
Yeah, there is no way I am going to be able to do this for more than a few minutes. I’m fucking pulsing with intense satisfaction already.
Ianto and I locked eyes and mouths as I drove myself in and out of him, not holding back on the force of my thrusts.
Wave upon wave of pleasure started to build in my belly, growing with each stroke I made.
Throwing my head back, I screamed, “Oh god, Ianto!” as my orgasm finally took hold of my body and bliss ripped through my fibers.
I continued to pump into him until I could hardly move anymore and I basically just buckled into a mountain of Jack, right on top of him, letting his legs slide over my shoulders and back onto the bed.
Once I could focus again, I reached up and pulled the ties on each of his wrists.
His arms were around me in a flash, stroking my back, teasing my hair, holding me. Loving me.
My body shifted so I lay alongside him, both of us fully sated, unable to move another inch.
“Now you know why I didn’t want any cookies. You’re a far better dessert than any iced cookie ever could be.”