Fic- Real Dream
Title: Real Dream
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: Adult - sex, somnophilia
Spoilers: Nothing major
Summary: Jack becomes Ianto’s real dream.
Disclaimers: I own nothing!
Notes: Comments please!
When Jack arrived at Ianto’s house in the early hours of the morning, he smiled to see that Ianto had left his porch light on for him. Jack got out his key and quietly let himself into the house.
All the other lights were off. Jack shut the door behind him and slipped the chain on the door. He switched the porch light off, then slipped off his boots and his coat and padded towards Ianto’s bedroom. He knew Ianto’s house well enough that he didn’t need any light and by the time he opened the bedroom door, he was already half naked.
Ianto was asleep in his bed. He’d left the curtains open and the moon shone on him. Jack gazed at him for a few moments, his beautiful boy.
Quickly, Jack stripped off the remainder of the way and climbed into bed with Ianto. Immediately, Ianto, though asleep, moved close to Jack and cuddled up to him.
“Jack,” he murmured, still fast asleep.
Jack smiled and stroked his boy’s cheek. Ianto was naked, apart from his snug briefs. He pressed closer to Jack’s body and let out a soft moan.
Jack looked at him. His eyes were moving fast behind his eyelids and his mouth had fallen open. He was dreaming and, as Jack felt Ianto’s cock hardening and pressing against him through his briefs, he was certain it was an erotic dream. Maybe it was even about Jack.
Ianto began to move a little against Jack, brushing his cock against Jack’s thigh. Jack grinned, cupping Ianto’s chin and raising his head so they were lip to lip. He pressed softly, experimentally to Ianto’s mouth, feeling for the response he knew would come.
It did. Ianto opened himself up to the kiss, limp and pliant in Jack’s arms.
Jack eased Ianto over onto his back, still kissing him. Ianto moaned softly, still asleep and dreaming fiercely.
Jack’s hand wandered down Ianto’s chest, caressing him gently. Ianto let out soft gasps in response to Jack’s touches.
Jack cupped Ianto’s waist briefly and let his thumb drift across his belly button. Ianto arched up and gasped Jack’s name again.
Jack’s hand found the waistband of Ianto’s little black briefs and he slowly peeled them down, baring Ianto’s hard cock. Ianto arched up, juddering with pleasure and Jack had to pull back a little.
When Ianto calmed down, Jack returned to him and peeled his briefs down the rest of the way.
He grinned at him, gazing at his face relaxed in sleep. “You’re my beautiful boy, aren’t you?” he murmured and Ianto’s fingers reached for Jack in his sleep.
“Jack,” he murmured.
“I’m here,” Jack whispered. “I’ve got you.”
Ianto pushed up into Jack, rubbing his cock against his thigh. “Wanna…inside…me…Jack.”
Jack kissed Ianto’s neck, sucking on it and listening to Ianto’s moaning. “You want me to fuck you, huh?” he murmured.
Ianto’s fingers gripped Jack’s shoulders, his nails pressing into Jack’s skin.
“All right, my beautiful sleepy boy. I’m gonna fuck you now. And I know you’re gonna feel me,” he whispered.
Ianto let out a whimper, pushing up into Jack and Jack knew he was hearing him in his dreams.
Jack pulled the covers all the way away and gazed over Ianto’s naked body. It was beautiful. Pale, smooth skin over every inch of him. Jack leaned down and placed kisses on Ianto’s gently rising stomach. Ianto shivered with pleasure and reached out to Jack.
“I’ve got you,” Jack murmured and reached for the lube.
He positioned Ianto’s legs apart and with his knees up in the air. Ianto breathed heavily, pushing up into Jack’s hand as Jack worked his cock gently.
Jack squeezed lube on his fingers and settled himself in between Ianto’s spread legs. He watched Ianto’s face, watching for his reactions.
Ianto frowned when Jack’s first finger slipped inside him, then he bucked up into Jack.
Jack chuckled and placed an arm across his belly to hold him down as he lubed him further.
Ianto gasped and strained as Jack’s slicked fingers worked in and out of him slowly.
Jack loved the heat of Ianto. He was always warm and welcoming. Just gazing at him sleeping and having deep erotic dreams, made Jack’s cock throb. He had to be inside Ianto.
He lubed his cock up quickly, then lowered himself over Ianto carefully. He gazed into Ianto’s sleeping face. He could feel the trust from him, the absolute trust. Even in sleep, Ianto was so open to Jack, so trusting. Jack loved it.
Ianto clung to him and Jack slid all the way inside. Ianto let out a gasp. “Jack,” he breathed.
Jack grinned. “Ianto” he whispered. “My Ianto.”
He started moving, slowly at first but as Ianto began to react more and more, Jack moved faster and deeper, sending pleasure jerking through Ianto’s body.
Jack felt himself getting close. He took hold of Ianto’s cock and pumped, gazing into Ianto’s face.
Ianto’s cock was leaking and he pushed up into Jack’s hand unconsciously. Jack suddenly realised Ianto’s eyes were open and they were gazing at each other in the haze of arousal.
Ianto smiled. “Jack,” he breathed, running his hands through Jack’s hair.
Jack grinned at him. “Hello there, beautiful,” he murmured and Ianto beamed and arched upwards into Jack’s arms.
Jack sped up, right on the edge. Ianto clung to him, gasping Jack’s name over and over again.
It was Ianto who came first, arching up and crying Jack’s name. Only then did Jack allow himself to let go. He came deep into Ianto and held him tight.
They collapsed together and, once Jack had cleaned them up, Ianto snuggled into Jack’s board chest.
“I was dreaming about you.”
“I know,” Jack said, kissing Ianto gently.
Ianto’s eyes drifted shut again. “I was dreaming about you and then you were real.”
Jack chuckled, cradling Ianto close. “That’s me. All real. Your real dream.”