And Everything: Ianto's story part four
This gets a little bit more weird but I promise in the end it will all make sense... hopefully.
Ianto straightened his tie as the lift descended he used the back of the shiny metal door as a mirror and smoothed out his hair. It was important that he looked good when he went to work, but today was especially important. Today was his date with Jack, after work providing that there was no mayor alien disaster he and Jack would be going to a movie and dinner.
Ianto’s heart flipped as he stepped out of the life he double-checked his hair in the glass of the cog door as if rolled back. He walked into the hub he wanted to make sure he looked his best and acted sexy… but in a subtle sort of way. He didn’t want to give Jack a reason to back out of their first ever date. As he walked up the steps to the workstation he saw Toshiko was already sat at her desk tapping away at the keyboard.
“Coffee?” he asked her. She turned and looked up at him, she took in the new suit and perfect hair.
“Wow you look great… special occasion?”
“Oh…er…” was he that see through? “No I just fancied a new suit so coffee with a shot of vanilla?”
“Please” she smiled nothing got past Tosh.
He wondered over to the coffee machine and made everyone’s favourite coffees. Than poured Owen’s away, he didn’t think he would ever get used to Owen being dead… a zombie. Jack had asked him on the night he got back from where ever the hell he had been but by that point Hart had shown up, then it was the sleeper agent aliens and after that the giant space whale. Of after that they lost two days… so they might have gone on a date then. Maybe it was horrible and Jack retconned all of them so that Ianto wouldn’t wonder why it was only him who lost two days. Then Owen died after the whole reset incident, things where only just calming down enough to set aside a date to go out.
He gave Tosh her coffee as the cog door rolled back and Gwen came in Ianto handed her the coffee. She smiled as she took it and sat down at her workstation, “Thanks” she said sitting down. Owen came in moments after her automatically Ianto turned towards him still holding the tray of coffees. Owen reached out for one and stopped himself just short of Jack’s cup.
“Still can’t get used to this” he tried a smile but it failed he clutched his hand into a fist and let out a deep sigh. He looked Ianto in the eye for a split second and then hurried away to the autopsy room. Ianto turned towards Jack’s office and moved towards the door. Be sexy but subtle and cool act like… like I’m not fused about going out with him or not.
He stepped over the fresh hold Jack was on the phone talking to someone at unit or someone like that. Ianto placed the tray on his desk making sure he leant over a little bit so that Jack could get a chance to clock his new suit. Jack paused mid sentence and took a long look at him, one side of his month curled up at one side. Ianto loved that smile… that sexy smile that made Ianto want to do… things to Jack, things that Ianto’s mind could barely imagine.
Ianto thought that he decided that he would let Jack think about how sexy he looked for a while. Ianto headed up to the tourist office and spent the rest of the day filing and doing boring things. At five o’clock on the dot Tosh, Gwen and Owen all headed out the door.
“Have a good night,” said Tosh as she closed the door behind her.
Half an hour later the wall moved back and Jack stepped through it. He wasn’t wearing his usual 1940’s RAF outfit. He was wearing a tight fitting black t-shirt, blue jeans and a leather jacket. He looked amazingly sexy. Ianto had to stop he leaping across the counter and pinning Jack against the wall.
Five hours later after a romantic comedy and a fantastic meal Ianto was dancing with Jack in one of the trendiest clubs in Cardiff. Ianto’s tie and suit jacket were in the SUV, as he didn’t think a full suit was really club wear. Jack was had left his leather jacket hanging on the back of a chair. It was funny how Jack had a story for everything; he told Ianto that the first time he died was it that Jacket and that he helped save the world in it all in one night. A slow song came on and Jack pulled him close they swayed to the music Ianto rested his head on Jack’s shoulder and closed his eyes, everything had been perfect.
Ianto unlocked his front door and pulled Jack into a kiss as he walked backwards into his flat. Jack kicked the door closed behind him; he pulled out of their kiss a little. “So Mr Jones” he whispered softly. “What do you want to do now?”
“You” Ianto whispered back and pushed Jack into his bedroom and onto the bed. Ianto didn’t know where his sudden confidence was coming from, maybe it was all the alcohol he drunk with dinner and at the club. Maybe it was because he finally felt like he and Jack were in a real relationship. But at that moment he knew what he wanted to do to Jack and nothing was going to stop him.
Jack watched him as he undid his shirt and threw it aside. He knelt on the end of the bed and crawled up Jack’s body kissing him through his clothes as he went. Ianto slid a hand up Jack’s t-shirt he helped him remove it, Jack’s t-shirt got thrown aside as well. Ianto kissed Jack’s chest and smiled at the small sigh that Jack let escape his lips. He moved down Jack’s chest to the top of his jeans, slowly Ianto undid Jack’s jeans and slid them down his thighs pulling them off completely.
“Commando?” Ianto commented.
“Thought you would like it” Jack smiled.
Ianto run his hand over Jack’s torso using his thumb he stoked Jack’s nipple. He leant in licking and sucking at his nipples and making them hard. Then Ianto switched his attention to Jack’s neck he licked, kissed and bit at it. “Your going to give me a love bite”
“Sort of the point” grinned Ianto.
Jack rolled over so that Ianto was on the bottom, “No” said Ianto.
“You want to stop?’ asked Jack.
“I want to be on top” Ianto rolled them back so that he could sit on top of Jack.
He rubbed himself against Jack, who groaned in appreciation. Jack reached out and took Ianto’s cock in his hand. He stroked it with his thumb Ianto moaned as he felt himself getting hard. “Lube” he breathed, “top draw.” Jack reached out opened the draw and pulled out the small tube. Ianto took it from him and slicked his dick with it, and then slowly he rubbed some lube around Jack’s hole. Ianto pushed two of his fingers inside of Jack preparing him for the act of love.
Suddenly there was a buzzing it filled the air. Ianto sat bolt up right it his bed, he looked around the room. It wasn’t his room, he reached out in the dark for the man he was sure was meant to be lying next to him. All he found was an alarm clock on the bedside table Ianto hit the ‘off’ button. He rubbed his eyes… wait this was his room. Why did he think a man should be lying next to him when his girlfriend was in the living room hooked up to a life support. Ianto shifted in his bed he was wet for some reason it seemed that he had been touching himself in his sleep.
What had that dream been about? Lisa? Or that strange but intoxicating man? He got out of bed and showered making sure that he washed himself properly. Then he dressed and went to see Lisa she wasn’t awake yet on the sideboard was the paperwork that the odd doctor had posted through the door. He picked it up and flicked through it, in its pages was a drawing of the man in Ianto’s dreams. He picked up the phone and dialled the doctor’s number, “Dr Harper?” he asked when the doctor answered, “its Ianto Jones…what’s the plan?”
Ianto straightened his tie as the lift descended he used the back of the shiny metal door as a mirror and smoothed out his hair. It was important that he looked good when he went to work, but today was especially important. Today was his date with Jack, after work providing that there was no mayor alien disaster he and Jack would be going to a movie and dinner.
Ianto’s heart flipped as he stepped out of the life he double-checked his hair in the glass of the cog door as if rolled back. He walked into the hub he wanted to make sure he looked his best and acted sexy… but in a subtle sort of way. He didn’t want to give Jack a reason to back out of their first ever date. As he walked up the steps to the workstation he saw Toshiko was already sat at her desk tapping away at the keyboard.
“Coffee?” he asked her. She turned and looked up at him, she took in the new suit and perfect hair.
“Wow you look great… special occasion?”
“Oh…er…” was he that see through? “No I just fancied a new suit so coffee with a shot of vanilla?”
“Please” she smiled nothing got past Tosh.
He wondered over to the coffee machine and made everyone’s favourite coffees. Than poured Owen’s away, he didn’t think he would ever get used to Owen being dead… a zombie. Jack had asked him on the night he got back from where ever the hell he had been but by that point Hart had shown up, then it was the sleeper agent aliens and after that the giant space whale. Of after that they lost two days… so they might have gone on a date then. Maybe it was horrible and Jack retconned all of them so that Ianto wouldn’t wonder why it was only him who lost two days. Then Owen died after the whole reset incident, things where only just calming down enough to set aside a date to go out.
He gave Tosh her coffee as the cog door rolled back and Gwen came in Ianto handed her the coffee. She smiled as she took it and sat down at her workstation, “Thanks” she said sitting down. Owen came in moments after her automatically Ianto turned towards him still holding the tray of coffees. Owen reached out for one and stopped himself just short of Jack’s cup.
“Still can’t get used to this” he tried a smile but it failed he clutched his hand into a fist and let out a deep sigh. He looked Ianto in the eye for a split second and then hurried away to the autopsy room. Ianto turned towards Jack’s office and moved towards the door. Be sexy but subtle and cool act like… like I’m not fused about going out with him or not.
He stepped over the fresh hold Jack was on the phone talking to someone at unit or someone like that. Ianto placed the tray on his desk making sure he leant over a little bit so that Jack could get a chance to clock his new suit. Jack paused mid sentence and took a long look at him, one side of his month curled up at one side. Ianto loved that smile… that sexy smile that made Ianto want to do… things to Jack, things that Ianto’s mind could barely imagine.
Ianto thought that he decided that he would let Jack think about how sexy he looked for a while. Ianto headed up to the tourist office and spent the rest of the day filing and doing boring things. At five o’clock on the dot Tosh, Gwen and Owen all headed out the door.
“Have a good night,” said Tosh as she closed the door behind her.
Half an hour later the wall moved back and Jack stepped through it. He wasn’t wearing his usual 1940’s RAF outfit. He was wearing a tight fitting black t-shirt, blue jeans and a leather jacket. He looked amazingly sexy. Ianto had to stop he leaping across the counter and pinning Jack against the wall.
Five hours later after a romantic comedy and a fantastic meal Ianto was dancing with Jack in one of the trendiest clubs in Cardiff. Ianto’s tie and suit jacket were in the SUV, as he didn’t think a full suit was really club wear. Jack was had left his leather jacket hanging on the back of a chair. It was funny how Jack had a story for everything; he told Ianto that the first time he died was it that Jacket and that he helped save the world in it all in one night. A slow song came on and Jack pulled him close they swayed to the music Ianto rested his head on Jack’s shoulder and closed his eyes, everything had been perfect.
Ianto unlocked his front door and pulled Jack into a kiss as he walked backwards into his flat. Jack kicked the door closed behind him; he pulled out of their kiss a little. “So Mr Jones” he whispered softly. “What do you want to do now?”
“You” Ianto whispered back and pushed Jack into his bedroom and onto the bed. Ianto didn’t know where his sudden confidence was coming from, maybe it was all the alcohol he drunk with dinner and at the club. Maybe it was because he finally felt like he and Jack were in a real relationship. But at that moment he knew what he wanted to do to Jack and nothing was going to stop him.
Jack watched him as he undid his shirt and threw it aside. He knelt on the end of the bed and crawled up Jack’s body kissing him through his clothes as he went. Ianto slid a hand up Jack’s t-shirt he helped him remove it, Jack’s t-shirt got thrown aside as well. Ianto kissed Jack’s chest and smiled at the small sigh that Jack let escape his lips. He moved down Jack’s chest to the top of his jeans, slowly Ianto undid Jack’s jeans and slid them down his thighs pulling them off completely.
“Commando?” Ianto commented.
“Thought you would like it” Jack smiled.
Ianto run his hand over Jack’s torso using his thumb he stoked Jack’s nipple. He leant in licking and sucking at his nipples and making them hard. Then Ianto switched his attention to Jack’s neck he licked, kissed and bit at it. “Your going to give me a love bite”
“Sort of the point” grinned Ianto.
Jack rolled over so that Ianto was on the bottom, “No” said Ianto.
“You want to stop?’ asked Jack.
“I want to be on top” Ianto rolled them back so that he could sit on top of Jack.
He rubbed himself against Jack, who groaned in appreciation. Jack reached out and took Ianto’s cock in his hand. He stroked it with his thumb Ianto moaned as he felt himself getting hard. “Lube” he breathed, “top draw.” Jack reached out opened the draw and pulled out the small tube. Ianto took it from him and slicked his dick with it, and then slowly he rubbed some lube around Jack’s hole. Ianto pushed two of his fingers inside of Jack preparing him for the act of love.
Suddenly there was a buzzing it filled the air. Ianto sat bolt up right it his bed, he looked around the room. It wasn’t his room, he reached out in the dark for the man he was sure was meant to be lying next to him. All he found was an alarm clock on the bedside table Ianto hit the ‘off’ button. He rubbed his eyes… wait this was his room. Why did he think a man should be lying next to him when his girlfriend was in the living room hooked up to a life support. Ianto shifted in his bed he was wet for some reason it seemed that he had been touching himself in his sleep.
What had that dream been about? Lisa? Or that strange but intoxicating man? He got out of bed and showered making sure that he washed himself properly. Then he dressed and went to see Lisa she wasn’t awake yet on the sideboard was the paperwork that the odd doctor had posted through the door. He picked it up and flicked through it, in its pages was a drawing of the man in Ianto’s dreams. He picked up the phone and dialled the doctor’s number, “Dr Harper?” he asked when the doctor answered, “its Ianto Jones…what’s the plan?”