Enduring: Forgive and Forget Interlude 1
Series: Enduring the Test of Time
Title: Forgive and Forget
Author: McRaider
Summary: When Rose and Ianto get caught on the sanctuary of a sacred ground, their threatened to be punished, however Jack steps in and sacrifices himself, however the sacrifice may cost them all a great deal of pain in the long run.
Author’s Note: It’s clichéd, I know, but ultimately out of every fan fiction I’ve ever read, this is one of my absolute favorite plot lines EVER! So I chose to do it in my own creative way. If it resembles your fic, I apologize however it was not intended as such in any way shape or form. Also the necklace, and they scenes surrounding it and the myth are not mine, rather they belong to gracie_musica , and her wonderful series which starts with Salt & Pepper, seriously read it sometime, it’s beautiful!
Rated: NC-17 (FOR INTERLUDES!) R (violence and torture…yes it’s a common theme with me all right! I’m a sick wanker I know! I’m workin’ on it-not really)
Thanks: My Betas :) you are all amazing!
Deadication: cazmalfoy who just knows how to make me smile. Thank you.
Previous Story: Enduring
Chapter One
Interlude # 1
Ianto Jones was exhausted, and not just physically, but mentally as well. He and the Doctor had just had another one of their sessions and this one had been rather intense. Ianto was told to force his way into the Doctor’s mind. Ianto had never felt so afraid to hurt anyone, especially someone as powerful as the Doctor.
Once Ianto had been in there, the things he’d seen had been positively horrific, from the moment when the Doctor first looked into the Time Vortex, to the fall of Arcadia, Ianto had seen so much. It had been so painful, for the both of them. When the lesson had ended, the Doctor hadn’t screamed, hadn’t cursed, he’d barley been angry at all. Rather, he was openly affectionate-something the Doctor never willingly did. He explained some of the things Ianto had seen. The session had gone a full two hours, and now Ianto stood in the shower, hot and sweaty, taking a shower. Only problem was-Ianto’s body had other ideas. As he stood there under the pounding spray of the Tardis’ shower loosening all the tight muscles in his shoulders. Ianto felt other parts of his body beginning to harden.
Ianto groaned as he looked down at the rather rebel organ, he didn’t need this right now. Groaning he gripped his rigid cock, and tried to imagine a beautiful woman-the only problem was the same dark haired, blue eyed, Captain kept popping up. He gasped, as if he could see it happening vividly. Jack’s mouth surrounding his straining cock, sucking him down completely, Ianto let out a groan of ecstasy as he pumped his penis once-twice-three times and he came against the stone bathroom walls. Groaning he collapsed slightly against them.
Ianto couldn’t understand why he couldn’t get the bastard out of his mind. Certainly, Jack wasn’t that impressive was he? Oh who was Ianto kidding; Captain Jack ‘Bloody’ Harkness was fucking hot as hell, with abs of steal and a chiseled chin. It was impossible not to yearn for him, it was impossible for Ianto to not feel the man’s large hands all over his body, doing things only a man as sexually experienced as Jack could do. Groaning again, Ianto reached and turned off the water, taking a moment to let his heart stop pounding before he stepped out of the shower.
Jack sighed as he walked towards the bathroom, he hadn’t felt good all day, and he didn’t know if it was apprehension or what. He’d been on the Tardis for a grand total of three days since his massive sized cock up, and in that time Jack couldn’t decide if he wanted to fuck Ianto’s brains out, or avoid him completely.
Normally, Jack wasn’t the type of guy to run away from anything or anyone. He faced most of his problems-most of them with a strong head and stronger brute force. But this was different, because Jack had slept with a lot of creatures, aliens and people, and he’d done a lot of stupid stuff, he’d cared about lots of people, but Ianto was different. Jack hadn’t slept with the bastard yet and he already couldn’t get enough of him. That was new for Jack. Ianto felt like an addiction that Jack just couldn’t get enough of.
Closing his eyes, Jack opened the door without thinking about the fact that it was usually open when not in use. He gasped as Ianto stepped out of the shower, just as he opened the door. “Jesus! Don’t you knock!” hissed Ianto as he nearly slipped in the tub, he grabbed a towel and quickly wrapped it around himself.
Jack tried to act embarrassed, but he’d just gotten an eyeful of Ianto, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it. “I-“
“You know, just because you don’t mind everyone seeing you, doesn’t mean the rest of us do!”
“Ianto I didn’t-“
“Seriously, what is it with you and sex!? Is there anyone you haven’t fucked?” Ianto wasn’t sure why he suddenly so defensive, maybe because he’d just wanked himself off to that man in the shower and didn’t want to admit that he wanted the real thing. Or maybe it was because Jack was still staring at Ianto’s towel hidden cock. “Up here cupcake.” Snapped Ianto.
Jack was somewhere between insulted and amused. Raising an eyebrow he grinned. “You-but since you’re naked I’d be happy to check you off my to-do list.”
Ianto shoved past Jack, his ear tips bright red, leaving Jack behind to stammer and stare. His head tilting to the side as he checked out Ianto’s ass-literally. Jack shook his head and chuckled as he turned on the hot water and slipped into the shower. The shower was Jack’s safe place. It sounded stupid, maybe even childish, but in the shower, Jack could be who he really was. The man he buried for thirty odd years, he could sing, he could scream, he could cry, he could do his favorite thing in the world (besides eat and drink coffee). Jack grinned as he let his hand slide down his water slicked body. It was the one thing that would never get old, the feel of his rigid cock in his hand, read to pump.
It was nearly ten minutes before Jack came with a shout, his hand pumping his cock dry and two fingers pressed behind him. He paused, letting his heart slow down, the cum wash down the drain, along with his sweat. He grinned-Ianto Jones, whether he knew it or not, had made his impact on Jack Harkness.
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Jack had gone back to his room, towel tight around his waist-not wishing to embarrass anyone else today. He smiled, as he passed Rose’s door on the right, he heard voices behind it. Feeling a little guilty for wanting to listen, Jack started to walk on by, before he heard his name.
“He just parades around-the man is like the walking definition of sex!” Cried Ianto, his tone, however was not complimentary, rather some what annoyed.
“He does seem to be overly open with his sexuality doesn’t he?” Rose chuckled gently.
“It’s not a joke Rose! I can’t stand it anymore. Seriously-“
Jack looked down at the floor, his ears growing bright red as he heard Ianto talking-was he really that bad.
“He walked in on me-in the shower this morning! He didn’t even knock! Oh and he saw EVERYTHING!”
Rose snickered slightly and shook her head. “He seems harmless, love.”
“Oh! Harmless my ass!”
“The Doctor seems to think you like him.”
Jack leaned closer, trying not to touch the door itself. He waited with baited breath to hear Ianto’s response.
“The Doctor is daft.” Ianto sighed as he gripped Rose’s hand and chuckled softly. He nodded slowly.
“Why don’t we ask the Doctor to take us to a really nice calm planet, and the three of us can just leave him behind.” Rose offered, loving the idea of parading Ianto and Jack around as if she’d put them together.
Problem was that’s not what Jack heard. He felt his stomach churn, backing away from the door slightly, he turned back down the hallway, walking quickly into his own room. Hoping they hadn’t heard him. Rose wanted to leave him behind-that couldn’t be right. He thought of the three of them, Rose was the one who liked him most. They were going to abandon him-well not if he had anything to say about it. He didn’t want to go, didn’t want to leave, but if he wasn’t welcome here, then he’d have to either find a way to get into Ianto’s good graces, or leave the ship all together.