It had taken Jack a good long while to figure out just what to get Ianto -- particularly given the hatches and the ability to pull out anything one wanted from within them. Things were returning to normal between them, at long last, and Jack wanted to get him something. At least one of them was able to celebrate a birthday, right
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"I see you've kept track of the date, then," Ianto commented from behind Jack, placing the boxes on the desk as he leaned forward. Partly to show what he was referring to, and partly because the pockets in his jeans weren't quite big enough for them.
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He, then, finally saw Ianto appear in the Hub but kept his head down, going through a few files he'd pulled from the Archives. The 'rainy day' folders he liked to call them, old cases from Torchwood's inception that he would read 'for fun' when there was nothing else going on. He could hear Ianto's tread behind him and smiled when the boxes were placed near his hand on the desk.
"Of course I did. What sort of man would I be if I forgot my lover's birthday?"
Wait... what? That bit was supposed to be thought, not
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It was more his own response that bothered him. "Is that what you think we are, then?"
Not only was Ianto well practised when it came to lying, he was also good at keeping himself from saying things. Okay, so he was very unsure about where he stood with Jack at times, but he never said as such. And he definitely hadn't intended to sound so bitter about it.
Whenever he usually asked it was subtle, and tended to go unnoticed by Jack. He'd wondered occasionally why he'd never asked Jack directly before, but now the words were out of his mouth he definitely understood.
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What was even worse, however, was the fact that Jack couldn't side step the question either. He tried to push the question aside, to say 'never mind' but he couldn't make the words come. Every time he tried, it ended up coming out as some sort of guttural moan, groan, or other undignified sound. What the hell?
"Well, lover sounds a helluva lot more mature than 'boyfriend'."
Jack quickly snapped his mouth shut before he said anything else.
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Honestly, that was the sort of response Jack liked even better than words. Jack tilted his head back, making soft noises of encouragement -- as if Ianto didn't already know exactly what places to lick and suck. Those soft moans evolved into a louder one, a combination of the bite at his collarbone and the removal of that second finger. Bloody bastard tease. "Remind me later to mutter things about you and picking up ways of teasing was a bad idea." At least in theory -- in practise? Though Jack may bitch he was ( ... )
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