Fic- The Darkness: My Boy
Title: My Boy
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: Adult
Spoilers: Nothing major
Summary: My AU series. Sequel to Ar Lan y Môr.
Disclaimers: I own nothing!
Notes: AU! This is AU! Comments please! Welsh in this is Fy nghariad which means my sweetheart and Rwy’n dy garu di, cariad which means I love you sweetheart. Still more to come in this series!
Jack stripped for Ianto, slowly baring his skin to Ianto’s hungry eyes. They had seen and touched each other’s bodies many times before but this was different.
“It’s our first time,” Ianto whispered as Jack tenderly kissed the shoulder he’d exposed. “Make it our first time.”
Ianto was shaking and Jack knew how important this was to him, to both of them.
“Our very first,” Jack murmured, slowly easing off Ianto’s shirt.
Jack was naked now and Ianto was running his hands over his skin, arousing Jack. Jack could feel his cock responding. But tonight, he was determined, was going to be about Ianto.
Slowly, Jack got Ianto undressed and got down on his knees to give him pleasure. Ianto had never really let him do this before, never welcomed Jack giving him pleasure.
Ianto gasped when Jack took his cock into his mouth. “Oh, god,” he murmured. “So long, been so long.”
Jack kissed and licked, tasting Ianto like he’d longed to for so long. Ianto grabbed his shoulders. “Jack,” he gasped. “Need you. Need you now.”
Jack pressed Ianto to his bed, hovering over him and pressing kisses to his moist skin. Ianto’s moans were soft and his eyes stayed on Jack constantly. Jack could see trust in those eyes. Absolute trust. And light.
Ianto let out a soft gasp as Jack slid deep inside him. “Jack,” he whispered, holding onto Jack’s shoulders.
Jack gazed back into Ianto’s eyes as he thrust. He watched the pleasure in Ianto’s face and body. There was no pain, not here. Only pleasure.
Jack began to move faster, deeper, giving Ianto all the pleasure he could. Ianto was breathing hard and pushing up into Jack.
“Please,” Ianto gasped. “Need your hands on me.”
Jack reached out and caressed Ianto’s face for just a moment, then let his hand move lower and he took hold of Ianto’s cock in a firm but gentle grip.
“Jack, please,” Ianto gasped and Jack began to pump, in time with his thrusts.
Ianto was getting closer and closer to the edge and Jack got faster, matching the pace with his hand.
“Jack! Jack!” Ianto cried.
Jack leaned down and kissed him and then Ianto was coming, jerking up into Jack and crying his name over again.
Jack thrust through their shared orgasm, restraining himself to give Ianto all the pleasure he could.
Ianto collapsed, breathing hard and unable to speak. Jack kissed him, softly and tenderly.
“That’s it, my boy. My beautiful, beautiful boy. That’s it.”
“Fy nghariad,” Ianto gasped. “Rwy’n dy garu di, cariad.”
Jack kissed Ianto’s cheek. “I love you too. My boy. Always, my boy.”
“Your boy.”
Jack slipped out of Ianto, cleaned them up, then held him close. He frowned. There was something odd about Ianto’s face, a certain sadness amongst the happiness.
“Ianto? What is it? What’s wrong?”
Ianto looked at him. “Nothing’s wrong. Just…just thinking.”
“Oh. Okay.”
Ianto kissed Jack’s lips softly. “Thank you. For everything.”