Quarantine... Part 13
Torchwood Case File #16788757
Keywords: Quarantine; Virus; Doctor; Harold Saxon; TARDIS
Interviewees: Toshiko Sato; Ianto Jones; Owen Harper; Gwen Cooper; Jack Harkness
Interview with Owen Harper.
"So you examined the pilot... 'Frank'. What happened then?"
"You tell me. One minute I'm fine, writing up my notes, the next thing I know I've got the urge to do things you only see on those European satellite channels. I believe I spent the next few days in the autopsy bay, the morgue and Jack's quarters."
"So you didn't see the Time Lords?"
"What?! What the bloody hell were they doing here?!"
"Captain Harkness apparently...."
"Figures. No I didn't see them. The last thing I remember before you lovely gentlemen dragged me in here was waking up in Jack's bed - without Jack I would just like to make clear for the record - with a splitting headache and a sore... well anyway, I was sore."
"And with Gwen Cooper."
"That's none of your bloody business mate and if you say anything I'll give you a fat lip."
"I thought she had a partner?"
"That's it you asked for it...."
*sound of a chair scraping followed by a loud thud and cries of pain*
"Get him out of here!! ... Interview suspended."
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Jack groaned as the Master snuggled up behind the Doctor, wrapping an arm around him as the Doctor melted back into his hold and pulled away from Jack slightly. "What's wrong Jack, did you want to keep him all to yourself?" The Master taunted as he wriggled slightly in the water. "He was mine long before he was yours." He kissed the Doctors neck, nibbling slightly at the sensitive skin as his hand slipped lower. "He was even younger than your friend here. You would have liked him then. So... fresh." He chuckled as the Doctor moaned slightly at his touch, his eyes closed as he leaned back against his fellow Time Lord. "Like you could ever compare to me. He was so... eager to learn. Although..." His gaze moved from Jack, settling onto Ianto who was curled up behind Jack, shielded by his body. "I see your little plaything is pretty up for it too."
"I am not his plaything." Ianto moved away from them, sliding out of the water and getting to his feet. Jack couldn't help grinning as he watched. God he was beautiful when he was angry.... The Master rolled his eyes and sighed deeply.
"Oh dear, am I upsetting the ickle human?" The Master sighed again and moved his hand lower, sliding down the Doctor's stomach. "What would you prefer? Secretary? Personal Assistant? Fuck Buddy? Pet? Oh I know..... Tea boy!" Ianto's face darkened and he stormed off, marching through the Hub to Jack's office. "Whoops. Really Doctor, I don't understand how you manage to put up with humans for so long, I mean with a whole galaxy of life forms to choose from you go for the whiniest, silliest..." He stopped suddenly and looked... worried. Jack twisted to look behind him.
"Oh shit." Ianto had a well hidden temper but he was obviously riled now. That much was obvious by the gun held tightly in his hand, pointing at the Master's head. "Yan, you really don't want to be messing around with that." Ianto grinned and shook his head slightly.
"You know I really do. I am fed up of being locked up, tied up, gagged and generally left out. I may be a little young but I am not naive. Just because you three all age in the triple figures and I don't..."
"Have you even hit double figures yet?" The Master sniggered.
".... doesn't mean I need to be protected or told what to do." His grin broadened now and an evil glint came into his eye. "In fact I think from now on I should be in charge. On your feet, all of you." They slowly rose out of the water and stood slightly sheepishly, the Master particularly chagrinned. He had taken over the whole world, almost the universe, and now he was being threatened by a Welsh boy with a mere gun...
"Ianto, come on stop messing around now." Ianto shook his head, his eyes glinting as he waved with the gun.
"Over to the couch." They obeyed, trails of water being left in their wake as they moved across the room, Jack keeping himself between Ianto and the Time Lords. Although, if asked, he wouldn't be able to tell you which he was protecting from the other. Ianto sat down on the couch and motioned for Jack to join him whilst the other two stood still, waiting. Watching. "That's better. Now, Doctor, you know your way around medical equipment I hope? Down there, autopsy room. There should be some ultrasound gel, second drawer down near the back. Bring it here."
"Yes sir!" The Doctor obeyed with a cheeky salute as Jack sat down beside Ianto, looking at him with a mixture of surprise and delight and... a little twinge of fear. A good combination. Ianto kept the gun trained on the Master but wrapped his free left arm around Jack, stroking the back of his neck.
"Ianto, I hope you know what you're doing." The young man simply grinned as the Doctor bounced back up, popping the tube down on the table before resuming his place beside the Master. Ianto whispered softly to Jack now.
"Do you trust me?" Jack nodded, swallowing hard as he took a sideways glance at the two Time Lords.
"Yes. With my life." Ianto grinned and cocked his head to one side.
"Not as big a deal as it sounds but I appreciate the thought." He leaned forwards, his lips brushing against Jack's ear slowly. "I want you to touch me. Right here, right now, with them watching." Jack swallowed hard again and grinned a little.
"Are you sure?" Ianto chuckled, his breath tickling Jack's ear.
"I'm sure." He sat back, arms resting on the back of the sofa, the gun still trained on the Master as the Doctor fidgeted slightly, unable to keep still with so much... temptation in front of him. The drug being tailored to his biology was giving him the equivalent of an overdose. Ianto sighed as Jack finally did as he was told and reached out, just with his fingertips, and gently brushed his way along Ianto's cock slowly. As he reached the root his hand flattened, letting his palm ghost up along his still wet skin rubbing it gently. Ianto's eyes flickered closed for a moment then shot back open as the Master tried to move, either to make a run for it or to tackle them but it wasn't clear as he was stopped in his tracks.
"Did I say you could move?" The gun had not moved an inch. The Master shook his head slowly and let his hands drop to his crotch, aching to touch himself. "NO!" The Master sighed and glanced at the Doctor who looked almost in pain he was so fired up. Ianto grinned and pointed with the gun to the tube on the table. "You may touch him. But not yourself. He may not touch you either. Understood?" The Master nodded. "I said, is that understood?" The Master nodded again and spoke through clenched teeth, every word an effort.
"Yes sir." He moved slowly, cold fury and desire washing through him as he watched Jack continue his slow stimulation of Ianto, teasing him and the Master both, a sly grin on his face. With a snarl the Master snatched up the tube and flicked the cap open, squirting the gel onto his fingers. He took a few moments to slick his fingers up slowly, all the while unable to tear his eyes away from Jack whose fingers were now straying down between Ianto's legs further, reaching behind his balls... Ianto grinned, the gun still not moving from it's aim from the Masters head.
"Well go on then." The Doctor was almost whimpering now, the drug surging through him unstoppably and reducing him to mush, desperate to be touched. As the Master returned he eagerly bent over, his hands resting flat on the small coffee table, bracing himself as he stared, fixated on Jack's hands as they moved back up to grip now. The Doctor's eyes closed as a finger entered him, then another...
Ianto gasped as Jack's hand began to move more determindly, pumping him now as he began to kiss along Ianto's shoulder, nibbling at his neck before moving up to his ear. He grinned as a soft sigh escaped those young lips and kissed his earlobe gently before whispering, too quietly for anyone else to hear. "I want to taste you Ianto. May I please..... Sir?" His words had the desired effect, at least judging by the way Ianto's prick jerked slightly in his hand. He pulled back, watching Ianto's face in profile as he continued to breathe heavily, the gun still held out and his eyes fixed on the Time Lords.
"You... You may." Jack took a sideways glance at the Doctor who was panting slightly as the Master slipped a fourth finger in, a look of intense hatred on the Master's face as he did what he was told. Jack chuckled softly, knowing how much he must be aching by now, longing to sink himself in. With a wrench Jack looked away, a last brief moment of eye contact with the Doctor threatening to make him come right there. The intensity of his stare could always make Jack shake but the sight of his face so longing...
Jack brought his full attention back to his lover now and gazed down at his prick hungrily, contemplating the thick veins and damp curls for a moment before leaning down and slipping the head of it into his mouth. God he tasted good. His skin almost felt feverish and whilst the clinical part of Jack's brain that just wouldn't shut up told him it must be the virus he didn't care. He knew it was really all for him. He sucked gently, enjoying the soft taste of him in his mouth, licking hungrily at the swollen flesh. Then, remembering his audience he pulled back slightly, looking to the Doctor as he let Ianto slip free of his mouth so he could slide his tongue all the way down the shaft, his fingers ghosting after him helping to slick him up ready for... Well, Jack hoped himself but he wouldn't dare to presume it. Not of a man with a gun... He risked a glance up at Ianto, admiring the way the light glistened off the sweat and water on his bare skin and the look of intense concentration on his face, even as he bit the edge of his lip slightly. Jack sighed and took him in his mouth again and got to work.
Ianto refused to break his eye contact with the Master even as Jack sucked at him eagerly. Both men were caught in a stand off, an unspoken communication passing between them. The Master pulled back from the Doctor, leaving him whimpering as he applied more gel, not just to his fingers but to his whole hand. Ianto couldn't help swallowing hard as the Master moved behind his fellow Time Lord, a hand placed firmly on the small of his back whilst the other moved out of sight behind him. Ianto could still tell by the look on the Doctor's face, by his stifled cry and wide eyes that all five digits were slowly easing into him now. And he liked it. The Master grinned, never looking away from Ianto, the implied threat or promise very clear.
Drop the gun and this will be you.
His gun hand twitched just slightly as the sweat began to trickle slowly down his brow and along the side of his face. His free hand began to play with the back of Jack's neck as he worked then the fingers wrapped themselves into his hair and gently pulled him up and off him.
"Look at them Jack." Jack turned, the grip on his hair loosening into a caress as he moved. "Do you want him to do that to you? Would you prefer that?" Jack was sure in a heartbeat and leaned forwards to kiss Ianto's cheek gently.
"I would rather do nothing but hold your hand for the next 100 years than spend eternity doing the filthiest, most depraved, hottest, hardest..."
"That's enough."
"Yes sir." Jack grinned wolfishly as his fingers strayed, stroking up Ianto's thighs slowly. "May I continue please?" Ianto thought for a moment then smiled serenely.
"No. Stand up." Jack stood, a little hurt and confused. The Doctor cried out and strained against the Master's hand as he continued to work, never flinching from Ianto's gaze, a battle of wills. Ianto pointed to the tube with his left hand. "Prepare yourself for me." Jack sighed with relief and obeyed without hesitation. He didn't really need to. But he obeyed without question. He slicked up his fingers then reached down behind him, parting himself. The Doctor was watching him so intently he could almost feel the Time Lords thoughts. Those eyes told him he was pretending it was Jack's hand inside him, Jack's fingers moving... "Are you ready Jack?" He nodded quickly, tearing his gaze away from the Doctor. "Then come here." Jack did as he was told, walking slowly over to the couch again as Ianto patted his thighs. "Come here Jack." Jack moved in front of him, Ianto twisting slightly to the side, his eyes still locked with the Master's even as Jack came near again. Ianto held himself tight as Jack slowly, so slowly, lowered himself down, his legs trembling with the effort for a moment. His eyes closed as he felt Ianto enter him, fighting his aching muscles and gravity as he tried to take it slowly. At the last moment he couldn't hold on and fell back onto the younger man, making them both gasp. Still Ianto didn't look away, staring at the Master as the Master's free hand slid down from the Doctor's back, sliding around his waist to grasp his cock tightly with his slick hand. The Doctor moaned deeply, staring as Jack put one foot up on the coffee table, an arm pushing down on the edge of the sofa as he started to move. Ianto had moved his left hand up along Jack's back then up to grasp his shoulder firmly. Jack grinned as he moved, gazing deep into the Doctor's eyes, their mutual pleasure flashing between them like electricity in the charged air. Ianto whimpered slightly as Jack moved then sighed and twitched his gun hand again.
"Leave him." The Master slowly withdrew, drawing a soft cry from the Doctor's lips as he did so. Both straightened up slowly as Ianto thought for a moment, considering the options presenting themselves to him. So many possibilities... "Doctor. Come closer." He eagerly did as he was told, stopping with the small table between them, unable to decide where to look now, his gaze darting between Ianto's face, Jack's face, Jack's cock, his trembling muscles as he moved.. Had he been asked to decide what to do next indecision would probably have killed him. Luckily Ianto had already made up his mind. He pulled a cushion from the end of the sofa and tossed it onto the table in front of Jack. "Kneel." Slightly confused but happy to obey he did as he was told. The Master was furious now, his fingers flexing as he held still, forced to just watch and not to act. The Doctor was grinning as he moved into place, his knees just inside Jack's bent leg as the Doctor knelt upright, his slight panting giving him the adorable air of a begging puppy. Ianto slid his free hand down from Jack's neck, running along his chest to grasp him by the root, making him cry out softly. Ianto's arm ached from holding the gun but he refused to let it show. "Doctor. I want you to suck Jack for me." The Doctor grinned maniacally and shifted, wrapping his long fingers around the edge of the table as he moved onto all fours, his arms brushing against Jack's trembling legs. Jack was sweating heavily now, his whole body tense but a grin on his face that matched the Doctor's as he leaned down, lower and lower...
Jack gasped as he slipped into that welcoming mouth and froze for a moment, adjusting to the new position and sensations. He slid a hand along the Doctor's neck, holding him gently. Then he moved again, each thrust upwards driving him into the Doctor's mouth, each downwards stroke impaling Ianto deeper into him. Ianto let his hand move up to Jack's chest now, tweaking a nipple gently. The Master snarled in frustration, making Ianto grin evilly again before lowering the gun slightly and adressing the Master.
"I want you to take the Doctor. Right there. But you must not break their rhythmn." His mouth quirked into a lopsided smile. "But as a Time Lord that shouldn't be too hard for you should it? The Master smirked at him and quickly moved forwards, slipping in between the Doctor's ankles and without any hesitation thrust into him, driving him forwards onto Jack, Jack down onto Ianto. All four cried out slightly then slowly began to move again, the Master pulling the Doctor back first, his mouth guiding Jack in his efforts to rise up. It was a slow dance, very slow, but all four were so stimulated by the drug, the atmosphere and the sights before them it didn't matter. It was just right. The Master was finding it an effort to hold back but continued to obey, staring at Ianto with that evil smirk on his face. Ianto sat perfectly still, his hand moving over Jack's chest the only movement he was making whilst the Master kept them all going, in control of the pace. Ianto had the gun but right now the Master had the power. And both knew it. The real battle now was who would look away first, who would end this round the victor. The Doctor whimpered again as the Master bent over him, his hand wrapping itself around the Doctor's cock again, grasping it firmly and pumping him in time to the slow thrusts. He raised one eyebrow as he did so, the Doctor's moans making Jack cry out too as they travelled through him. Ianto gasped too as Jack lost control and collapsed back onto him again for a moment, Jack's leg slipping on the table as he fought to keep control. Still Ianto kept the gun raised, the muscles in his arms screaming for a break but unable to give in, to let his guard down even as Jack recovered and picked up the pace again. Ianto moved his fingers down Jack's chest, along his stomach and down, sliding past the Doctor's hair until they were ringed around the root of Jack's cock as the Doctor sucked, moving them to emphasise Jack's thrusts.
"Oh shiiit." Jack moaned as the pair of them continued to pleasure him together, the feel of them more than enough to push him over the edge but the sight of them all... It was almost too much to bear so Jack closed his eyes, concentrating completely on his own efforts, thigh muscles trembling and sweat trickling down his chest. He was so close now even the screaming of his muscles felt like pleasure. His eyes flickered open for a moment. The Doctor's back was partly obscured by the Master's form bent over him but he could see enough, could tell by the way his back was arching and the occasional groan being transmitted through the Doctor's mouth around him, that the Master was deep inside him, hitting just the right spot with every slow thrust, enough to drive him crazy. The Doctor's knuckles were white where he was gripping the edge of the table so hard, his arms trembling slightly now as he fought against letting each slow thrust drive him too fast or too far onto Jack. The Master's gaze was still locked onto Ianto, even as he had the Doctor curved beneath him, his prick enveloped by him... Even without the drug the Master had always wanted whatever he couldn't have. Jack didn't dare try to look at Ianto, knowing the sight of his face with that intense concentration, that little frown line between his eyes, flushed and passionate and probably biting his lip slightly. "Oh God...." Jack couldn't hold back any longer and sent a quick warning through thoughts and fingers to the Doctor, which was unnecessary as, as always, he was already there at the back of Jack's mind, watching, sharing...
Jack came with an incoherent yell, jerking incontrollably into the Doctor's mouth, unable to do more than collapse into Ianto's embrace as his own limbs gave up trying to support him. Waves of pleasure stormed through him as Ianto's hand pumped him through his orgasm gently, helping to control him as the Doctor set to work swallowing every last drop of him. Jack was thoroughly finished now, the look on his face enough to tear the Master's gaze away from Ianto for a brief second. Ianto grinned evilly at the victory, drawing a frustrated snarl from the Master.
"Fuck." The Master let go of the Doctor's prick and instead grabbed both his hips, pulling him back along the small table, the cushion letting him slide easily. As soon as he released Jack the Master dropped all gentleness and began to slam himself into the Doctor, flesh slapping against flesh as he pounded away. Ianto smiled at Jack as he recovered his senses and leaned back, kissing eachother tenderly. Ianto wrapped his hand around Jack and finally let the gun lower slowly to his side, finger still wrapped around the trigger. The slightest flick of his eyes was enough to let Jack know what he wanted now and Jack nodded slowly, an exhausted but satisfied smile growing on his flushed face, hair plastered to his brow. With a groan he stood up on trembling limbs, letting Ianto fall free of him before kneeling on the sofa beside him, moving over to allow Ianto to resume his rightful place inside him, albeit over the side of the sofa now. Ianto's gun hand was still on the same side as the Time Lords, allowing him a clear shot if needed. Jack collapsed onto the soft cushions, letting the sofa take as much of his weight as possible from his aching body. He was so tired now, he had no idea how his fellow human must be feeling. He rested his head against the couch, his eyes falling naturally onto the Doctor again, watching as the Master took him powerfully, admiring the way his arms locked in place, pushing back as hard as he was forced forwards, holding himself in place. Their gazes locked for a moment as the Master reached down a hand again, sliding it around the Doctor's hip, slipping between the curls of hair and sliding his fingers around the throbbing flesh slowly. The Doctor closed his eyes as his mouth opened in a slow gasp of air. Jack knew that look, knew the Doctor was close now, very close...
With a few more strokes of the Master's hand he exploded over the table, the Master and his own chest and Jack watched it all. With a slight moan Ianto picked up the pace, spurred on by the sight. Their partners taken care of the Master and Ianto resumed their battle of wills, fixated on each other again. Ianto could see the Master take the Doctor deeply, standing upright again as he grabbed hold of the Doctor's hips and became even more forceful causing his arms to collapse, almost sending him slamming into the table before he recovered, letting his forearms lie flat on the surface, his fingers still curled painfully around the edge, the low weight helping to stabilise him and letting him push back against the Master, to stand firm. Jack twisted slightly to look over his shoulder at Ianto, not in the slightest bit jealous that his eyes were elsewhere even as his hand grasped Jack firmly by his hip, long fingers digging white slashes into his flesh. He watched, mesmorised as the young man worked himself into a frenzy, fucking Jack hard yet his gun and his gaze were both fixed on the Master. He looked so intense Jack nearly came again just watching him, his face in profile as he bit down on his lip gently, his hair flat with the heat and sweat trickling down his brow, sliding down his chest... Jack glanced over at the Master who was watching his lover at work and grinned, he could see the hatred and lust etched into the Master's face, his gaze hungry as he thrust harder into the Doctor, very close now but almost unwilling to give in.. to lose the game. It was all a game, everything was a game with him. For Ianto it was deadly serious.
Ianto couldn't hold back any longer and Jack shivered as he felt him tense up before exploding into him yet again, the warmth running through him as Ianto collapsed onto him at last. With a cry of victory the Master let go, snarling as he pumped his own release into the Doctor, making him cry out too as he was almost pushed off the table with the force of the final thrusts. As the two aliens collapsed Ianto calmly withdrew from Jack and shakily walked over to the pile of limbs, gently placing the barrel of the gun against the Master's head. He looked up, pleasure making him slightly confused until he saw the look in Ianto's eyes.
"Nobody calls me tea boy." With a slight grin he pulled the trigger.......
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Keywords: Quarantine; Virus; Doctor; Harold Saxon; TARDIS
Interviewees: Toshiko Sato; Ianto Jones; Owen Harper; Gwen Cooper; Jack Harkness
Interview with Owen Harper.
"So you examined the pilot... 'Frank'. What happened then?"
"You tell me. One minute I'm fine, writing up my notes, the next thing I know I've got the urge to do things you only see on those European satellite channels. I believe I spent the next few days in the autopsy bay, the morgue and Jack's quarters."
"So you didn't see the Time Lords?"
"What?! What the bloody hell were they doing here?!"
"Captain Harkness apparently...."
"Figures. No I didn't see them. The last thing I remember before you lovely gentlemen dragged me in here was waking up in Jack's bed - without Jack I would just like to make clear for the record - with a splitting headache and a sore... well anyway, I was sore."
"And with Gwen Cooper."
"That's none of your bloody business mate and if you say anything I'll give you a fat lip."
"I thought she had a partner?"
"That's it you asked for it...."
*sound of a chair scraping followed by a loud thud and cries of pain*
"Get him out of here!! ... Interview suspended."
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Jack groaned as the Master snuggled up behind the Doctor, wrapping an arm around him as the Doctor melted back into his hold and pulled away from Jack slightly. "What's wrong Jack, did you want to keep him all to yourself?" The Master taunted as he wriggled slightly in the water. "He was mine long before he was yours." He kissed the Doctors neck, nibbling slightly at the sensitive skin as his hand slipped lower. "He was even younger than your friend here. You would have liked him then. So... fresh." He chuckled as the Doctor moaned slightly at his touch, his eyes closed as he leaned back against his fellow Time Lord. "Like you could ever compare to me. He was so... eager to learn. Although..." His gaze moved from Jack, settling onto Ianto who was curled up behind Jack, shielded by his body. "I see your little plaything is pretty up for it too."
"I am not his plaything." Ianto moved away from them, sliding out of the water and getting to his feet. Jack couldn't help grinning as he watched. God he was beautiful when he was angry.... The Master rolled his eyes and sighed deeply.
"Oh dear, am I upsetting the ickle human?" The Master sighed again and moved his hand lower, sliding down the Doctor's stomach. "What would you prefer? Secretary? Personal Assistant? Fuck Buddy? Pet? Oh I know..... Tea boy!" Ianto's face darkened and he stormed off, marching through the Hub to Jack's office. "Whoops. Really Doctor, I don't understand how you manage to put up with humans for so long, I mean with a whole galaxy of life forms to choose from you go for the whiniest, silliest..." He stopped suddenly and looked... worried. Jack twisted to look behind him.
"Oh shit." Ianto had a well hidden temper but he was obviously riled now. That much was obvious by the gun held tightly in his hand, pointing at the Master's head. "Yan, you really don't want to be messing around with that." Ianto grinned and shook his head slightly.
"You know I really do. I am fed up of being locked up, tied up, gagged and generally left out. I may be a little young but I am not naive. Just because you three all age in the triple figures and I don't..."
"Have you even hit double figures yet?" The Master sniggered.
".... doesn't mean I need to be protected or told what to do." His grin broadened now and an evil glint came into his eye. "In fact I think from now on I should be in charge. On your feet, all of you." They slowly rose out of the water and stood slightly sheepishly, the Master particularly chagrinned. He had taken over the whole world, almost the universe, and now he was being threatened by a Welsh boy with a mere gun...
"Ianto, come on stop messing around now." Ianto shook his head, his eyes glinting as he waved with the gun.
"Over to the couch." They obeyed, trails of water being left in their wake as they moved across the room, Jack keeping himself between Ianto and the Time Lords. Although, if asked, he wouldn't be able to tell you which he was protecting from the other. Ianto sat down on the couch and motioned for Jack to join him whilst the other two stood still, waiting. Watching. "That's better. Now, Doctor, you know your way around medical equipment I hope? Down there, autopsy room. There should be some ultrasound gel, second drawer down near the back. Bring it here."
"Yes sir!" The Doctor obeyed with a cheeky salute as Jack sat down beside Ianto, looking at him with a mixture of surprise and delight and... a little twinge of fear. A good combination. Ianto kept the gun trained on the Master but wrapped his free left arm around Jack, stroking the back of his neck.
"Ianto, I hope you know what you're doing." The young man simply grinned as the Doctor bounced back up, popping the tube down on the table before resuming his place beside the Master. Ianto whispered softly to Jack now.
"Do you trust me?" Jack nodded, swallowing hard as he took a sideways glance at the two Time Lords.
"Yes. With my life." Ianto grinned and cocked his head to one side.
"Not as big a deal as it sounds but I appreciate the thought." He leaned forwards, his lips brushing against Jack's ear slowly. "I want you to touch me. Right here, right now, with them watching." Jack swallowed hard again and grinned a little.
"Are you sure?" Ianto chuckled, his breath tickling Jack's ear.
"I'm sure." He sat back, arms resting on the back of the sofa, the gun still trained on the Master as the Doctor fidgeted slightly, unable to keep still with so much... temptation in front of him. The drug being tailored to his biology was giving him the equivalent of an overdose. Ianto sighed as Jack finally did as he was told and reached out, just with his fingertips, and gently brushed his way along Ianto's cock slowly. As he reached the root his hand flattened, letting his palm ghost up along his still wet skin rubbing it gently. Ianto's eyes flickered closed for a moment then shot back open as the Master tried to move, either to make a run for it or to tackle them but it wasn't clear as he was stopped in his tracks.
"Did I say you could move?" The gun had not moved an inch. The Master shook his head slowly and let his hands drop to his crotch, aching to touch himself. "NO!" The Master sighed and glanced at the Doctor who looked almost in pain he was so fired up. Ianto grinned and pointed with the gun to the tube on the table. "You may touch him. But not yourself. He may not touch you either. Understood?" The Master nodded. "I said, is that understood?" The Master nodded again and spoke through clenched teeth, every word an effort.
"Yes sir." He moved slowly, cold fury and desire washing through him as he watched Jack continue his slow stimulation of Ianto, teasing him and the Master both, a sly grin on his face. With a snarl the Master snatched up the tube and flicked the cap open, squirting the gel onto his fingers. He took a few moments to slick his fingers up slowly, all the while unable to tear his eyes away from Jack whose fingers were now straying down between Ianto's legs further, reaching behind his balls... Ianto grinned, the gun still not moving from it's aim from the Masters head.
"Well go on then." The Doctor was almost whimpering now, the drug surging through him unstoppably and reducing him to mush, desperate to be touched. As the Master returned he eagerly bent over, his hands resting flat on the small coffee table, bracing himself as he stared, fixated on Jack's hands as they moved back up to grip now. The Doctor's eyes closed as a finger entered him, then another...
Ianto gasped as Jack's hand began to move more determindly, pumping him now as he began to kiss along Ianto's shoulder, nibbling at his neck before moving up to his ear. He grinned as a soft sigh escaped those young lips and kissed his earlobe gently before whispering, too quietly for anyone else to hear. "I want to taste you Ianto. May I please..... Sir?" His words had the desired effect, at least judging by the way Ianto's prick jerked slightly in his hand. He pulled back, watching Ianto's face in profile as he continued to breathe heavily, the gun still held out and his eyes fixed on the Time Lords.
"You... You may." Jack took a sideways glance at the Doctor who was panting slightly as the Master slipped a fourth finger in, a look of intense hatred on the Master's face as he did what he was told. Jack chuckled softly, knowing how much he must be aching by now, longing to sink himself in. With a wrench Jack looked away, a last brief moment of eye contact with the Doctor threatening to make him come right there. The intensity of his stare could always make Jack shake but the sight of his face so longing...
Jack brought his full attention back to his lover now and gazed down at his prick hungrily, contemplating the thick veins and damp curls for a moment before leaning down and slipping the head of it into his mouth. God he tasted good. His skin almost felt feverish and whilst the clinical part of Jack's brain that just wouldn't shut up told him it must be the virus he didn't care. He knew it was really all for him. He sucked gently, enjoying the soft taste of him in his mouth, licking hungrily at the swollen flesh. Then, remembering his audience he pulled back slightly, looking to the Doctor as he let Ianto slip free of his mouth so he could slide his tongue all the way down the shaft, his fingers ghosting after him helping to slick him up ready for... Well, Jack hoped himself but he wouldn't dare to presume it. Not of a man with a gun... He risked a glance up at Ianto, admiring the way the light glistened off the sweat and water on his bare skin and the look of intense concentration on his face, even as he bit the edge of his lip slightly. Jack sighed and took him in his mouth again and got to work.
Ianto refused to break his eye contact with the Master even as Jack sucked at him eagerly. Both men were caught in a stand off, an unspoken communication passing between them. The Master pulled back from the Doctor, leaving him whimpering as he applied more gel, not just to his fingers but to his whole hand. Ianto couldn't help swallowing hard as the Master moved behind his fellow Time Lord, a hand placed firmly on the small of his back whilst the other moved out of sight behind him. Ianto could still tell by the look on the Doctor's face, by his stifled cry and wide eyes that all five digits were slowly easing into him now. And he liked it. The Master grinned, never looking away from Ianto, the implied threat or promise very clear.
Drop the gun and this will be you.
His gun hand twitched just slightly as the sweat began to trickle slowly down his brow and along the side of his face. His free hand began to play with the back of Jack's neck as he worked then the fingers wrapped themselves into his hair and gently pulled him up and off him.
"Look at them Jack." Jack turned, the grip on his hair loosening into a caress as he moved. "Do you want him to do that to you? Would you prefer that?" Jack was sure in a heartbeat and leaned forwards to kiss Ianto's cheek gently.
"I would rather do nothing but hold your hand for the next 100 years than spend eternity doing the filthiest, most depraved, hottest, hardest..."
"That's enough."
"Yes sir." Jack grinned wolfishly as his fingers strayed, stroking up Ianto's thighs slowly. "May I continue please?" Ianto thought for a moment then smiled serenely.
"No. Stand up." Jack stood, a little hurt and confused. The Doctor cried out and strained against the Master's hand as he continued to work, never flinching from Ianto's gaze, a battle of wills. Ianto pointed to the tube with his left hand. "Prepare yourself for me." Jack sighed with relief and obeyed without hesitation. He didn't really need to. But he obeyed without question. He slicked up his fingers then reached down behind him, parting himself. The Doctor was watching him so intently he could almost feel the Time Lords thoughts. Those eyes told him he was pretending it was Jack's hand inside him, Jack's fingers moving... "Are you ready Jack?" He nodded quickly, tearing his gaze away from the Doctor. "Then come here." Jack did as he was told, walking slowly over to the couch again as Ianto patted his thighs. "Come here Jack." Jack moved in front of him, Ianto twisting slightly to the side, his eyes still locked with the Master's even as Jack came near again. Ianto held himself tight as Jack slowly, so slowly, lowered himself down, his legs trembling with the effort for a moment. His eyes closed as he felt Ianto enter him, fighting his aching muscles and gravity as he tried to take it slowly. At the last moment he couldn't hold on and fell back onto the younger man, making them both gasp. Still Ianto didn't look away, staring at the Master as the Master's free hand slid down from the Doctor's back, sliding around his waist to grasp his cock tightly with his slick hand. The Doctor moaned deeply, staring as Jack put one foot up on the coffee table, an arm pushing down on the edge of the sofa as he started to move. Ianto had moved his left hand up along Jack's back then up to grasp his shoulder firmly. Jack grinned as he moved, gazing deep into the Doctor's eyes, their mutual pleasure flashing between them like electricity in the charged air. Ianto whimpered slightly as Jack moved then sighed and twitched his gun hand again.
"Leave him." The Master slowly withdrew, drawing a soft cry from the Doctor's lips as he did so. Both straightened up slowly as Ianto thought for a moment, considering the options presenting themselves to him. So many possibilities... "Doctor. Come closer." He eagerly did as he was told, stopping with the small table between them, unable to decide where to look now, his gaze darting between Ianto's face, Jack's face, Jack's cock, his trembling muscles as he moved.. Had he been asked to decide what to do next indecision would probably have killed him. Luckily Ianto had already made up his mind. He pulled a cushion from the end of the sofa and tossed it onto the table in front of Jack. "Kneel." Slightly confused but happy to obey he did as he was told. The Master was furious now, his fingers flexing as he held still, forced to just watch and not to act. The Doctor was grinning as he moved into place, his knees just inside Jack's bent leg as the Doctor knelt upright, his slight panting giving him the adorable air of a begging puppy. Ianto slid his free hand down from Jack's neck, running along his chest to grasp him by the root, making him cry out softly. Ianto's arm ached from holding the gun but he refused to let it show. "Doctor. I want you to suck Jack for me." The Doctor grinned maniacally and shifted, wrapping his long fingers around the edge of the table as he moved onto all fours, his arms brushing against Jack's trembling legs. Jack was sweating heavily now, his whole body tense but a grin on his face that matched the Doctor's as he leaned down, lower and lower...
Jack gasped as he slipped into that welcoming mouth and froze for a moment, adjusting to the new position and sensations. He slid a hand along the Doctor's neck, holding him gently. Then he moved again, each thrust upwards driving him into the Doctor's mouth, each downwards stroke impaling Ianto deeper into him. Ianto let his hand move up to Jack's chest now, tweaking a nipple gently. The Master snarled in frustration, making Ianto grin evilly again before lowering the gun slightly and adressing the Master.
"I want you to take the Doctor. Right there. But you must not break their rhythmn." His mouth quirked into a lopsided smile. "But as a Time Lord that shouldn't be too hard for you should it? The Master smirked at him and quickly moved forwards, slipping in between the Doctor's ankles and without any hesitation thrust into him, driving him forwards onto Jack, Jack down onto Ianto. All four cried out slightly then slowly began to move again, the Master pulling the Doctor back first, his mouth guiding Jack in his efforts to rise up. It was a slow dance, very slow, but all four were so stimulated by the drug, the atmosphere and the sights before them it didn't matter. It was just right. The Master was finding it an effort to hold back but continued to obey, staring at Ianto with that evil smirk on his face. Ianto sat perfectly still, his hand moving over Jack's chest the only movement he was making whilst the Master kept them all going, in control of the pace. Ianto had the gun but right now the Master had the power. And both knew it. The real battle now was who would look away first, who would end this round the victor. The Doctor whimpered again as the Master bent over him, his hand wrapping itself around the Doctor's cock again, grasping it firmly and pumping him in time to the slow thrusts. He raised one eyebrow as he did so, the Doctor's moans making Jack cry out too as they travelled through him. Ianto gasped too as Jack lost control and collapsed back onto him again for a moment, Jack's leg slipping on the table as he fought to keep control. Still Ianto kept the gun raised, the muscles in his arms screaming for a break but unable to give in, to let his guard down even as Jack recovered and picked up the pace again. Ianto moved his fingers down Jack's chest, along his stomach and down, sliding past the Doctor's hair until they were ringed around the root of Jack's cock as the Doctor sucked, moving them to emphasise Jack's thrusts.
"Oh shiiit." Jack moaned as the pair of them continued to pleasure him together, the feel of them more than enough to push him over the edge but the sight of them all... It was almost too much to bear so Jack closed his eyes, concentrating completely on his own efforts, thigh muscles trembling and sweat trickling down his chest. He was so close now even the screaming of his muscles felt like pleasure. His eyes flickered open for a moment. The Doctor's back was partly obscured by the Master's form bent over him but he could see enough, could tell by the way his back was arching and the occasional groan being transmitted through the Doctor's mouth around him, that the Master was deep inside him, hitting just the right spot with every slow thrust, enough to drive him crazy. The Doctor's knuckles were white where he was gripping the edge of the table so hard, his arms trembling slightly now as he fought against letting each slow thrust drive him too fast or too far onto Jack. The Master's gaze was still locked onto Ianto, even as he had the Doctor curved beneath him, his prick enveloped by him... Even without the drug the Master had always wanted whatever he couldn't have. Jack didn't dare try to look at Ianto, knowing the sight of his face with that intense concentration, that little frown line between his eyes, flushed and passionate and probably biting his lip slightly. "Oh God...." Jack couldn't hold back any longer and sent a quick warning through thoughts and fingers to the Doctor, which was unnecessary as, as always, he was already there at the back of Jack's mind, watching, sharing...
Jack came with an incoherent yell, jerking incontrollably into the Doctor's mouth, unable to do more than collapse into Ianto's embrace as his own limbs gave up trying to support him. Waves of pleasure stormed through him as Ianto's hand pumped him through his orgasm gently, helping to control him as the Doctor set to work swallowing every last drop of him. Jack was thoroughly finished now, the look on his face enough to tear the Master's gaze away from Ianto for a brief second. Ianto grinned evilly at the victory, drawing a frustrated snarl from the Master.
"Fuck." The Master let go of the Doctor's prick and instead grabbed both his hips, pulling him back along the small table, the cushion letting him slide easily. As soon as he released Jack the Master dropped all gentleness and began to slam himself into the Doctor, flesh slapping against flesh as he pounded away. Ianto smiled at Jack as he recovered his senses and leaned back, kissing eachother tenderly. Ianto wrapped his hand around Jack and finally let the gun lower slowly to his side, finger still wrapped around the trigger. The slightest flick of his eyes was enough to let Jack know what he wanted now and Jack nodded slowly, an exhausted but satisfied smile growing on his flushed face, hair plastered to his brow. With a groan he stood up on trembling limbs, letting Ianto fall free of him before kneeling on the sofa beside him, moving over to allow Ianto to resume his rightful place inside him, albeit over the side of the sofa now. Ianto's gun hand was still on the same side as the Time Lords, allowing him a clear shot if needed. Jack collapsed onto the soft cushions, letting the sofa take as much of his weight as possible from his aching body. He was so tired now, he had no idea how his fellow human must be feeling. He rested his head against the couch, his eyes falling naturally onto the Doctor again, watching as the Master took him powerfully, admiring the way his arms locked in place, pushing back as hard as he was forced forwards, holding himself in place. Their gazes locked for a moment as the Master reached down a hand again, sliding it around the Doctor's hip, slipping between the curls of hair and sliding his fingers around the throbbing flesh slowly. The Doctor closed his eyes as his mouth opened in a slow gasp of air. Jack knew that look, knew the Doctor was close now, very close...
With a few more strokes of the Master's hand he exploded over the table, the Master and his own chest and Jack watched it all. With a slight moan Ianto picked up the pace, spurred on by the sight. Their partners taken care of the Master and Ianto resumed their battle of wills, fixated on each other again. Ianto could see the Master take the Doctor deeply, standing upright again as he grabbed hold of the Doctor's hips and became even more forceful causing his arms to collapse, almost sending him slamming into the table before he recovered, letting his forearms lie flat on the surface, his fingers still curled painfully around the edge, the low weight helping to stabilise him and letting him push back against the Master, to stand firm. Jack twisted slightly to look over his shoulder at Ianto, not in the slightest bit jealous that his eyes were elsewhere even as his hand grasped Jack firmly by his hip, long fingers digging white slashes into his flesh. He watched, mesmorised as the young man worked himself into a frenzy, fucking Jack hard yet his gun and his gaze were both fixed on the Master. He looked so intense Jack nearly came again just watching him, his face in profile as he bit down on his lip gently, his hair flat with the heat and sweat trickling down his brow, sliding down his chest... Jack glanced over at the Master who was watching his lover at work and grinned, he could see the hatred and lust etched into the Master's face, his gaze hungry as he thrust harder into the Doctor, very close now but almost unwilling to give in.. to lose the game. It was all a game, everything was a game with him. For Ianto it was deadly serious.
Ianto couldn't hold back any longer and Jack shivered as he felt him tense up before exploding into him yet again, the warmth running through him as Ianto collapsed onto him at last. With a cry of victory the Master let go, snarling as he pumped his own release into the Doctor, making him cry out too as he was almost pushed off the table with the force of the final thrusts. As the two aliens collapsed Ianto calmly withdrew from Jack and shakily walked over to the pile of limbs, gently placing the barrel of the gun against the Master's head. He looked up, pleasure making him slightly confused until he saw the look in Ianto's eyes.
"Nobody calls me tea boy." With a slight grin he pulled the trigger.......
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