Fic- A Trip to the Pictures
Title: A Trip to the Pictures
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: Adult - sex, spanking, slight public sex.
Spoilers: From Out of The Rain
Summary: Jack gets Ianto to take him to the cinema.
Disclaimers: I own nothing!
Notes: Comments please!
Jack watched Ianto from across the hub. Ianto had been very quiet for the past few days. Jack knew why. The night travellers had got to him quite a bit. They’d spoken about it and now Jack knew that all Ianto needed was a good time, a distraction and possibly a good memory to replace the bad.
Once everybody had gone home that Thursday night, Jack sidled up to Ianto as he cleaned up the coffee machine, and slid his arm around that slim waist. Ianto’s jacket was off and Jack could feel his warm skin through his shirt. Ianto’s sleeves were rolled up and Jack watched the way his dark arm hairs shivered in the slight breeze.
“Ianto,” Jack murmured.
“I’m just cleaning up, Jack.”
“I know,” said Jack. He placed a kiss on Ianto’s shoulder. He loved feeling the heat of Ianto. “You gonna be finished soon?”
Ianto patted Jack’s hand, which rested on his belly. “Quite soon, yes.”
Jack put his nose into Ianto’s neck, breathing him in. He loved the smell of Ianto; so familiar, so comforting.
“When you’re done, will you take me out?”
Ianto leaned back into Jack, letting himself relax. “Sounds good,” he murmured, sighing contentedly. “Where do you want to go?”
Jack placed a kiss on Ianto’s ear, grinning as he felt the pleasurable hitch in Ianto’s body. “The cinema.”
Ianto suddenly tensed and pulled away. “I don’t know if that’s…a good idea.” He busied himself with wiping the coffee machine again.
Jack moved around to his side and tugged him around to face him. “I think it would be. Just think, me and you in the back row watching a good film. Replace the bad with the good, huh?”
Ianto put his head on one side, considering. He looked at Jack and a smile tugged at his lips. “Back row? You promise?”
Jack grinned. “You betcha!”
Ianto grinned back. “You pick a film. I don’t mind, as long as it starts at...” he checked his watch. “Eight o’clock. We should be able to make that.”
Jack leaned forwards and pressed a soft kiss to Ianto’s warm lips. “We’re gonna have a great time. Just wait and see.”
He grinned at Ianto, then turned and hurried back to his office to find a film.
Jack picked an action film, something fun and fast they wouldn’t have to pay a whole lot of attention to.
Ianto changed into his black jeans and a purple t-shirt and Jack wore his pale cream trousers and his dark blue shirt. And of course, he wore his coat, thinking it may be more than useful for coverage in the cinema.
They got there in time. Jack insisted on popcorn but Ianto drew the line at a large coca cola.
“It’ll only mean you having to go to the toilet every five minutes. And it makes you hyper.”
Jack pouted but didn’t argue. It never did any good for Jack to argue when Ianto was in one of his stern moods. It just limited the possibility for sex.
They sat in the back row. Ianto found the only seats with the arm rest broken off so they could sit close and cuddle. Jack personally hoped it might lead to more.
The very first scene of the film began straight away with wild fighting action, explosions and a lot of excitement. Jack sat up straight in his seat, his eyes wide, taking it all in.
He could feel Ianto watching him, though he couldn’t summon enough attention away from the film to glance at him. Ianto rested his head on Jack’s shoulder and Jack put an arm around him and held him close.
Ianto dipped his hand into the popcorn. The tub was in Jack’s lap and Ianto deliberately pushed it down into Jack’s crotch as he got a handful of popcorn. Jack didn’t quite realise, except he started to be aware of his cock stirring in his pants.
Ianto stayed quiet and well behaved through the first half of the film and they quietly ate their popcorn and cuddled.
The popcorn was all gone and Ianto put the tub on the floor. He wriggled closer to Jack and put his arm around his belly, snuggling as close as possible. Jack placed a kiss on Ianto’s head, breathing in his scent.
Ianto’s hand slipped beneath Jack’s shirt and touched the bare skin of his stomach. Jack took in a breath. He loved Ianto’s hands on him.
Ianto’s thumb moved gently, teasingly over Jack’s skin and Jack felt his cock definitely showing interest.
“Ianto,” he whispered.
Ianto glanced out at the audience laid out in front of them, all facing away and at the screen. He looked up at Jack and put a finger to his lips.
Jack nodded, then let his eyes drift shut and Ianto’s skilful fingers got Jack’s belt open, then his trouser button, then his fly.
Jack couldn’t help but let out a gasp as Ianto’s hand pushed it’s way into Jack’s pants and made contact with his cock.
Ianto turned his head and met Jack’s open mouth in a kiss to swallow his noises. Ianto wrapped his hand around Jack’s hardening cock. Jack moaned into Ianto’s mouth as Ianto worked him skilfully. Ianto always knew exactly how to please Jack.
Jack couldn’t help but thrust up into Ianto’s strokes. Ianto’s hand was soft and strong around Jack’s cock, stroking in a slow, teasing rhythm.
“Stay quiet,” Ianto whispered, pulling away from the kiss to concentrate on what he was doing.
Then, to Jack’s utter amazement and delight, Ianto lowered his head and took Jack’s cock into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” Jack gasped.
Ianto tapped his thigh in a reprimand and Jack bit down hard on his lip to stop from crying out. Ianto’s mouth was wicked. He sucked hard. His skilful tongue swirled around Jack’s cock head, dipping into the slit and creating wonderful throbbing heat throughout Jack’s entire body.
He threaded his hand through Ianto’s soft dark hair, running his fingers through it. His Ianto, giving him pleasure. Ianto found Jack’s free hand and they held hands tightly. The world fell away and all Jack was aware of was Ianto. His Ianto.
“Oh, Ianto,” Jack breathed.
Ianto flicked his tongue over the head of Jack’s cock and all of a sudden, Jack was coming, hard and fast into Ianto’s mouth and biting down hard on his lip to stop himself from crying out.
Ianto swallowed him all down, then sat up and kissed Jack deeply as he tidied him away. Jack clung o him, tasting himself in Ianto’s mouth.
“Oh, fuck, god Ianto,” Jack breathed. Ianto giggled.
“Glad you enjoyed it,” he whispered.
“Uh huh.” Jack reached for Ianto. “Now you.”
“Excuse me, Sirs,” said a new, authoritarian voice.
Jack and Ianto sprang apart, guilt written all over their faces. An employee of the cinema was looking at them shining a torch.
“You’ll have to leave now,” he said.
Jack was utterly speechless. Ianto cleared his throat, trying to slip into his professional demeanour.
“Sorry, erm, we weren’t doing anything.”
The employee looked uncomfortable. “Yes, it’s just that…the film ended ten minutes ago and we need to start the next showing.”
“Oh.” Ianto blushed bright red and Jack shifted uncomfortably. Ianto seemed to have forgotten how to move. Jack took his hand.
“Sorry, we just like to enjoy the full credits,” he said and stood. He gave Ianto a little tug and they made it out of the cinema.
The moment they were outside, they burst out laughing. Ianto was giggling his head off and Jack clasped at his own sides to hold on.
“Fuck, I thought for sure we’d been caught!” Jack said.
Ianto couldn’t stop giggling. “Yeah,” he gasped. “Me…too.”
Jack grinned affectionately at him. “You, my boy, are very naughty indeed, doing that in public.”
Ianto grinned at him. “I didn’t see you protesting, Sir.”
Jack pulled Ianto tight against him. “I’ll give you ‘sir’.” He reached around and gave Ianto’s tight ass a sharp slap.
Ianto let out a little squeal, quickly followed by a moan. Then he blushed bright red at such a thing happened in public. He found Jack’s hand and squeezed it tight.
“Let’s get back to the SUV,” he hissed.
Jack nodded and let Ianto lead him back to the SUV. Jack had parked it in a quiet place half a block from the cinema.
Ianto hurried over to it and climbed into the backseat. Jack grinned and followed him, shutting the door behind him.
Jack grinned across at Ianto in the darkness. “Well, Ianto, now that we’re here in the dark, in private, what do you want to do?”
Ianto grinned back at him. “Well, you did say it was my turn.”
“Damn right.”
Ianto grinned and launched himself at Jack, kissing him hard and fast. Jack pulled Ianto’s tight body against him and snogged him thoroughly. This was one of the things loved best. Snogging Ianto.
Ianto was half in his lap, pressing his chest and groin against Jack with his legs still on the seat. Jack wrapped his arms around Ianto’s waist as they snogged and he found that Ianto’s ass was in just the right place for easy access.
Jack’s hand slipped around to Ianto’s backside and started kneading those firm buttocks. Ianto moaned against him, kissing him harder.
“Mmm, Jack. Please. Please.”
Jack pulled Ianto tighter against him, raised his hand and brought it down hard on Ianto’s bottom. Ianto gasped and pushed himself further into Jack.
“That’s it,” he moaned.
Jack grinned and smacked Ianto’s arse like again. “You really like this, don’t you?”
“Yeah, yeah. More, Jack, more.”
Jack began spanking Ianto hard, really hard, and snogging him at the same time. Ianto moaned and gasped against him, beginning to writhe.
Jack got his under hand beneath Ianto and undid his jeans. He could feel Ianto’s cock pressing into him the moment it was released.
“Jack, please, more.”
Jack pulled Ianto’s t-shirt up and off over his head, caressing his bare back. He got Ianto’s jeans down to his thighs and caressed his bare bottom. His flesh was hot already and red. Jack spanked again and again, feeling Ianto hitch and moan against him.
Jack’s own cock was responding too, getting ready for action again. Ianto was rocking back and forth on Jack’s lap now, pushing his arse up for Jack to spank harder.
Jack could see the deep redness of it clearly now and it turned him on hugely, especially the way Ianto was writhing and wriggling and thrusting against his lap.
Still spanking Ianto as hard as he could, Jack reached into his pocket and brought out the lube he always kept there. He got some on his fingers and Ianto whimpered in disappointment as Jack had to stop spanking him.
But then he gasped and moaned in pleasure as Jack slipped his slicked fingers inside him.
Jack slicked Ianto well and thoroughly, preparing him and stretching him for his cock.
“Get between my legs,” Jack whispered, once Ianto was ready.
Ianto was panting hard and couldn’t seem to make himself move much. Jack lifted him and put him in between Jack’s spread knees, sitting on the seat and leaning forward.
Jack held him by his hip and with his free hand, undid his own pants and brought out his once again fully hard cock.
Ianto was holding on tight to the seat in front of him and moaning. “Please, Jack, please.”
“Steady,” murmured Jack, putting a soothing hand on Ianto’s lower back. He slicked his cock up ready. He was still fully dressed, just his cock and balls pulled out of his trousers. Ianto was nearly naked, except for his metallic purple doc martens. Jack wasn’t sure when or even how he’d got his jeans off over his boots.
Jack was ready. He pulled Ianto back and down onto his cock. Ianto cried out, gasping into the cool air. He rolled his hips, prompting a deep guttural moan from Jack.
Jack wrapped his arms around Ianto and pulled him close, Ianto’s back flush against Jack’s chest.
Ianto’s head fell back for just a moment against Jack’s shoulder. Jack kissed his cheek tenderly.
Ianto grinned sideways at him. “You gonna fuck me, Jack?”
Jack grinned back at him. “You betcha!”
He took hold of Ianto’s hips and lifted him up. Ianto gasped and started to move with him. They pushed and pulled together and Jack could feel his cock pulsing deep inside Ianto.
Their movements got faster and faster. They were moving as one, gasping and moaning as one into the dark space around them.
Jack took hold of Ianto’s cock and worked it in time to their movements. Ianto started moaning Jack’s name.
Jack grinned, loving the feel of Ianto’s pulsing cock in his hand. Jack swiped his thumb over the head of Ianto’s cock, accompanying it with a long deep thrust and Ianto was coming, jerking hard around Jack’s cock, squeezing it tight with his body.
Jack moaned Ianto’s name and came with a rough grunt into Ianto.
“Ianto! Fuck,” he gasped and Ianto collapsed into him, panting hard. Jack slipped his arms around him and held him close. “Ianto. My Ianto.”
Ianto turned and snuggled into him. “Jack,” he murmured.
“All right?” Jack asked, kissing his cheek.
“Yeah.” They sat in silence for a few minutes, just holding each other. Jack cleaned them up with the wet wipes he always kept in his coat pocket.
Jack began to realise Ianto was shivering. He kissed his cheek and reached for his clothes.
“Come on. Let’s get you dressed.”
Ianto got dressed and they tidied themselves up, then climbed into the front. Jack started the car.
“So, you have a good time?”
Ianto grinned. “Yep! It’ll be a good memory.”
“Good.” Jack started to drive.
“Jack,” Ianto said.
“Uh huh?”
“Can we go again some time?”
Jack grinned. “Sure! Anytime you like.”
Ianto grinned, reaching over to stroke Jack’s thigh. “Maybe we’ll even manage to catch the end next time!”