Fic: Perfect Fit
Title: Perfect Fit
Author Name: Anonymous
Original Prompt Number: 71
Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto
Summary: Jack is stuck on what to give Ianto for Christmas. As the prompt said "Jack takes Ianto to Saville Row for a suit, naughtiness ensues."
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Torchwood isn't mine.
Warnings: None except slight Mis-treatment of suits
Word Count: 7,287
Author's Notes: Nothing to say except I hope you enjoy this!
Ianto swung his legs out of bed and shook his head. Yet another suit was lying on the floor ruined during one of their passion-fuelled sessions which had seen buttons fly, zips broken and seams pulled.
“You really are going to have to take more care undressing me. I don’t have an unlimited collection of suits.”
“Does that mean you would have to come to work naked?” grinned Jack as Ianto raised his eyebrows.
“Leather trousers?” Jack was hopeful.
“Not very practical for chasing aliens round Cardiff.”
“I’d be right behind you every step of the way.”
“I know. We would never get anything done!”
“There is that,” sighed Jack.
“I will stick with the suits. You just have to treat them better.” Ianto went to find a fresh suit leaving Jack thinking.
It was Jack and Ianto’s first Christmas together, properly together, neither quite sure what to expect. Ianto was pretty sure however, that his partner would want to celebrate in his usual style, as long as the Rift didn’t interfere.
The day started as expected with a slow, sensual and luxurious pre-breakfast love making session. With their urges temporarily sated, the pair dressed and indulged in a full English breakfast with Bucks Fizz and, of course, Ianto’s coffee.
“So is it present time yet?” Jack was quite excited. Despite having had numerous Christmases on Earth, he hadn’t shared many with someone he loved, and the last time was more years ago than he wanted to remember.
“It depends what kind of present you have in mind.” Ianto was wary. He knew how Jack’s mind worked. Jack just grinned.
“I am sure you will like it! I’ll go and get it. See you by the Christmas tree in two minutes.” Jack strode out of the room. Ianto rolled his eyes, preparing himself for whatever Jack was planning. He was fully expecting him to reappear wearing nothing but a Santa hat and a ribbon tied round his cock. Ianto smiled to himself enjoying the vision he had in his head now but, for once, he wanted to unwrap something other than Jack.
He turned as he heard the door of the lounge open and braced himself.
“Oh!” Ianto vocalised his surprise.
“What?” Jack stood in the doorway still dressed and holding a small present.
“Er nothing, I was expecting….um… less clothes!”
“Cheeky! I can remove some if you’d prefer?”
“No, you’re fine as you are I just thought…
“I know what you thought. That comes later; first though, I want to give you this.”
Jack sat in front of the fire next to Ianto and handed him the present.
“Happy Christmas,” he said and sealed it with a brief kiss.
Ianto opened the gift, a small box and inside the box a beautiful pair of platinum cufflinks with a row of diamonds down one side.
“For special occasions, not weevil hunting,” explained Jack.
“Jack they’re beautiful,” Ianto beamed.
“Read the card.” Jack was impatient now, shifting his weight and playing with his own cufflinks as he waited anxiously for Ianto to get on with it. A lot of thought had gone into this and he was rather proud of himself.
Ianto
To make up for the suits I have ruined, we are going to London to have a bespoke suit made for you.
Love always
Jack x
Ianto was stunned. Jack was showing a new, thoughtful side, a side he could definitely get used to, as long as the flirty, playful Jack was still around too.
“Oh Jack. Thank you!” Ianto exclaimed as he flung his arms round him.
“But how, when, will Gwen be alright on her own?”
“Mr Practical! Don’t worry, it’s all taken care of. Martha will come and help out for a bit, then there is always Rhys and Andy. We are okay for a week.” Ianto raised his eyebrows.
“One week is not enough to make a bespoke suit! There needs to be at least three fittings and then there is the cutting and the sewing…” Jack laughed. “I forgot about your knowledge of tailoring. I have spoken to the tailor and they have promised me a quick turnaround. So stop worrying about things and just enjoy it. Anyway, where’s my present?”
Ianto leaned forward and kissed him passionately.
“Right here!” he said as he pushed Jack onto his back and claimed his mouth again.
*******
As they got closer to London, Jack noticed Ianto getting quieter and more withdrawn. He hadn’t given any thought before now about how Ianto would feel coming back to London with all its memories of Canary Wharf, Torchwood 1 and Lisa.
“Are you ok?” Jack asked gently.
“Yeah,” Ianto replied, not very convincingly.
“If you want to talk I can listen.” Jack placed his hand on Ianto’s leg. Ianto stopped staring out of the window and looked at Jack.
“Thanks,” he smiled. They drove a bit further.
“It’s just I haven’t been here since I left with Lisa.” Jack’s heart leapt to his throat, He should have known that. How could he have been so stupid? Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
“I’m so sorry, I hadn’t realised.” He thought for a moment. “If there is anywhere you don’t want to go, or anywhere you do, just say. I’m here for you, in everyway.”
“I know. Thank you.” Ianto sighed and pulled himself out of his thoughts. “Anyway, it’s time I had some good memories of this city. Can you help me make some?”
“With pleasure.” Jack was reassured. This trip wasn’t a bad idea after all!
*******
Jack tossed the keys of the Porsche at the hotel parking attendant.
“Damage it and there will be trouble,” he warned. Ianto rolled his eyes at yet another subtle entrance by his captain. Maybe he could persuade him to lose the coat for a bit, It did make him even more noticeable.
Ianto looked round at the reception as Jack checked in. He hadn’t skimped on this.
“Come on.” Jack put his hands on his shoulders. “We have a room. Come upstairs.”
Ianto gasped as the door was swung open. He knew Jack was a master of understatement but this took the biscuit. The room was actually a suite nearly as big as his flat. Ianto knew he really shouldn’t have expected any less! The bathroom had a bath big enough for two and then some. Ianto knew they would make very good use of that later. Then there was the bedroom tastefully decorated in a modern style - all the gadgets you could ask for and, of course a king-size bed. He could cope with a week here.
“Do you like it?” Jack asked.
“It’s adequate,” nodded Ianto. “I just need to check out the coffee machine; it has got a coffee machine?”
Jack shook his head in disbelief
“I bring you to one of the top hotels in London for a dirty week away and your first concern is the coffee machine.”
“Actually my first concern was how thick the walls are.” Jack looked confused as Ianto moved towards him, put his hands around his waist and murmured in his ear.
“I don’t want the people in the other rooms hearing you scream when I screw you senseless.” Jack swallowed hard as he felt his desire intensify.
“As much as I would love to check the sound proofing qualities of this room right now, we have to get to your fitting.” Jack claimed Ianto’s mouth, devouring him and leaving them both breathless. “But I promise later you can do whatever you want!”
*******
As Ianto walked into the shop, the sights and smells took him back to the shop where his Da had worked, he had played as a boy and started to train as a teenager. This was such a perfect gift for him. He had watched and assisted in making so many suits but had never had one made for him.
“Ah Captain Harkness, Welcome,” the old white haired man behind the counter greeted Jack. Had he been here before, Ianto wondered. His question was soon answered.
“May I say sir you look just like your father. More handsome if anything.” The man turned to Ianto.
“Captain Harkness Senior was a regular customer here when I was a young lad - such a terrible flirt. He stopped coming in after a while, like he had disappeared and we never saw him again.”
“Hm, bit of a family trait that,” Ianto noted, still sore from Jack’s disappearance last year. Jack frowned at him as the man continued.
“When the phone rang before Christmas, I couldn’t believe it! I have gotten distracted, sorry, I am Mr Higgs.” He offered his hand to Jack and Ianto in turn.
“Would you like to take a seat and we can discuss your requirements. Coffee?”
“No thanks,” Jack and Ianto said together, a little too quickly. Neither could face anyone’s coffee but Ianto’s.
“Tea would be great though,” answered Ianto trying to reassure Mr Higgs who looked offended at the sudden reaction to coffee.
As they sat down, Ianto whispered to Jack.
“You’ve been here before?”
“Yes, a long time ago, I didn’t expect the same staff to be here.”
“Not everywhere goes through the staff the way Torchwood does!”
“True,” replied Jack solemnly.
“I take it they are good then?”
“Yes, they know what they are doing. Only the best for you.” Jack moved close to Ianto, moving in for a kiss, but pulled back when Mr Higgs reappeared with tea and biscuits.
“There we go,” he said setting the tray on the table. He fetched a notepad and sat down. “Let’s make a start then. Is the suit for you Captain?”
“No, it’s for Ianto.” Jack gestured to his partner.
“Ah, a man who already likes to dress smartly I see, although we can do much better than the suit you are currently wearing!”
Ianto shifted self consciously in his seat. What was wrong with the suit? Okay, it had been on the floor of various rooms in the Hub (mainly Jack’s room) and he had had to sew the buttons back on a few times but it still fitted well, he thought. He looked at Jack who was smiling with a glint in his eye as he watched Ianto’s embarrassment.
“I also see you like a waistcoat, so a three piece suit?”
“Yes, please!” Jack answered eagerly. He had to control his thoughts. He loved seeing Ianto in the hub in shirt sleeves and a fitted waistcoat.
“I assume a single breasted jacket?” Ianto nodded as he sipped his tea.
“Now the material, I think nothing too heavy, plain or with a pinstripe?”
“Maybe a slight pinstripe would be good, on a dark grey base,” Ianto instructed with Jack nodding his approval.
“Any special requirements?”
“Our line of work can be quite …physical. The suit needs to look good but be resilient and long lasting,” Jack replied. Ianto looked at him ‘Just like you, hmmm, you’re very long lasting,’ thought Ianto.
“Anything else?” Mr Higgs turned to Ianto.
“I need a pocket for my stopwatch.” He glanced at Jack who had a stunned look on his face at him mentioning that. Was it his imagination or did Jack have a look of someone who was remembering what Ianto could do with that stopwatch? Ianto smiled to himself knowing full well that Jack was remembering their Stopwatch games. He was pleased that he had finally managed to fluster the usually calm and collected Jack Harkness.
“Oh yes, can you make sure the buttons are extra securely fastened on. He can be terribly rough sometimes!” Ianto nodded over to Jack who had just choked on his tea.
‘Where the heck did that come from?’ thought Ianto. Damn Jack and his 51st century pheromones. He must have been getting horny thinking about him in a suit playing with the stopwatch. Ianto had noticed that he always felt less inhibited when Jack’s unique scent was in the air.
Luckily, Mr Higgs seemed unfazed by Ianto’s comment and Jack’s pheromones.
“Right then, shall we go and get you measured? Follow me.” He led them to a back room.
“It’s a bit less public here. We don’t want everyone to know your measurements do we? Captain...” He gestured to Jack to take a seat. He did as he was told and sat down.
From here, he would get a perfect view of Ianto’s arse and his face at the same time thanks to the large mirror.
“I’ll just tell Antonio you are ready.”
“Antonio?” queried Jack.
“Yes, he is the young man who will be doing the measuring. My eyesight is not what it was.”
Jack was apprehensive at the news and the arrival of Antonio into the room didn’t ease matters. He was tall, dark, tanned and toned, a perfect specimen of a hot blooded Italian and obviously liked looking at fine young men, and not just at work.
“My my!” he cooed as he walked round Ianto studying him. Finally stopping behind him, he placed his hands on his shoulders.
“What a fine figure you have.”
Ianto blushed slightly.
“Oh it will be a pleasure to make a suit for you Ianto. Can I call you Ianto?”
“Er, yes, that’s fine.”
“And your friend, what’s his name?”
“My name is Captain Jack Harkness, but you can call me Sir!” Jack snapped. He didn’t like the thought of this man studying Ianto’s body in great detail. Ianto was his and his alone.
“I don’t think your friend likes me much.” Ianto looked at Jack who was starting to sulk in the chair. He could have some fun here, get his own back at Jack for all the times he had to watch him flirt with people (and some aliens) over the last few years. Anyway this guy was just doing his job. There was nothing more to it than that.
“Let’s get started!” Antonio produced his tape measure with a flourish. “I already have a pretty good idea of your size but even I need to check.”
Jack watched as every part of his lover’s body was carefully measured and checked. He had stayed calm as the other man had wrapped his arms round Ianto to measure his chest, in two places, as Ianto smiled sweetly. He had taken a deep breath as the measure ran along his perfect shoulders and then down his spine to the middle of that firm arse. Was Ianto flirting with this guy? Now he was struggling to contain his jealousy.
“What side do you dress?” Antonio quizzed.
‘Oh like you haven’t already noticed,’ Jack thought. ‘If you even dare to touch him there, I will not be responsible for my actions!’
Antonio seemed to be enjoying measuring for the trousers far too much, snaking the tape around Ianto’s hips and bottom, then around his powerful thighs. Ianto didn’t seem to be minding it either. Hang on - was that a glint in Antonio’s eyes as he went down to measure his inside leg? Jack was going to kill him. What the heck did he think he was doing now?! One hand was holding the tape measure on the back of Ianto’s waist, the other running the tape through his legs, brushing over his cock and onto his waist again. Jack jumped to his feet and was about to pull his hands away when Ianto interrupted him.
“Jack sit down! It’s a standard measurement!”
“Er, I know, I, um, had cramp.” He felt embarrassed by his reaction. ‘Stay calm’ Jack told himself. Why hadn’t he remembered this from his own fittings? He would have requested an ugly man do the job had he known. He sat down again and tried to focus on how they would spend the evening and not that a man was putting his measure all over Ianto’s body.
“Finito,” Antonio announced after taking the final measurement. “Come back in two days for the next fitting. I will look forward to seeing you.”
“I bet,” snarled Jack. He was still feeling put out by the tailor. Ianto tried to diffuse the situation as they headed for the door.
“I can’t wait to see your work, Goodbye.”
*******
Jack was quiet on the short journey back to the hotel. Ianto spoke first.
“Well that was an experience!”
“Hmm.” Ianto knew exactly what was wrong with Jack.
“He’s not my type you know.” He was greeted with silence.
“I don’t go for guys like him, you should know that. I don’t usually go for guys at all.. That’s what makes you so special.” Jack thawed a bit.
“I know, but he was too familiar.”
“It’s his job! He has to do those things.”
“But you didn’t have to look like you were enjoying it so much!”
“I wasn’t! Let me tell you something. The only way I could let him do it was if I thought of you.” Jack liked the sound of that and his mood lightened.
“Ah, that explains the dreamy look in your eyes then.”
“I did not have that look!” protested Ianto.
“Oh but you will have soon if I get my way!”
“You always get your way with me, Jack Harkness!”
“Can I help it if I am irresistible?” Ianto rolled his eyes at his partner’s modesty. Jack parked the car and they got out.
“Maybe I should play hard to get,” teased Ianto as they walked into the hotel.
“Don’t you dare! Not tonight.” Jack summoned the lift and murmured in Ianto’s ear.
“I think I need to remind you how good my hands feel all over your body.”
*******
The lift arrived and they stepped in. As the doors closed, Jack pulled Ianto close and kissed him, one hand behind his head, the other on his arse. Ianto tried to resist as his lover’s tongue sought entry, pressing against his hesitant lips. He pulled back just enough to gasp.
“Not here! Wait a mo…ah!” Jack had resorted to dirty tricks, his hand lightly brushing Ianto’s stiffening cock through the soft fabric of his trousers. The lift stopped and as the doors opened Ianto tried in vain to pull away. Jack smiled at the young couple waiting to get in.
“Always room for more!” he grinned. The young man looked at his girlfriend, who seemed to like the idea. He leaned over and pressed the button quickly to shut the door without getting in.
“Shame,” said Jack “It could have been fun. Now where were we?”
“You were being told to wait. It’s only a few more minutes. I’m sure you can do it.”
”Spoilsport! But once we are in the room, no excuses right?”
“Definitely not, sir,” Ianto replied mischievously, knowing the effect that word had on Jack!
When the lift door opened, Jack practically dragged Ianto out and along the corridor to their room. Once inside, Jack pushed Ianto against the nearest wall, one hand on either side of him.
“Now where was I?”
“Around here I think,” Ianto replied as he took Jack’s hand and placed it against the firmness in his trousers. Jack smiled.
“Yeah, that feels about right!” He pressed his open mouth to Ianto’s. This time Ianto had no hesitation and responded eagerly, his tongue meeting with Jack’s and exploring his mouth. Jack moaned as he melted into the kiss while his hand rested gently on Ianto’s cock, feeling it swell as the kiss went on.
“Just as well you didn’t do this earlier or Antonio would have had another measurement to take!” Jack grinned. He moved his hand from Ianto’s trousers illiciting a disappointed sigh from Ianto. They kissed again, a kiss full of hunger and need.
Jack moved his lover slightly away from the wall and slipped the jacket from his shoulders, running his hands over his arms and pushing him back. He held him against the wall with his hips as he pulled away enough to undo the tie round Ianto’s neck and removed his waistcoat and shirt. Jack gave an appreciative moan as he looked at Ianto’s chest in front of him, placed his hands on it and gently kissed Ianto’s neck just above the collarbone. Ianto tensed in pleasure as Jack sucked and lightly bit his skin, leaving a deep red mark.
“Just to remind you, you are mine,” Jack husked
“Always,” Ianto replied as Jack’s skilful mouth moved to his left nipple, biting it and creating a firm peak then slowly dragging his tongue over the sensitised skin while his hand gave the same attention to the other. Ianto closed his eyes and surrendered to the pleasure.
As the heat between them intensified, Jack realised he hadn’t even taken off his coat, an oversight he corrected as he quickly tore his clothes off while continuing to cover Ianto’s chest with kisses and caresses, not leaving any part of his pale skin untouched. Jack pressed his naked chest against Ianto’s bare skin, holding him close, feeling his heart pounding. He ran his hands down his back and onto Ianto’s arse, giving it a gentle squeeze. Ianto took Jack’s face in his hands and kissed him hard, showing his desire to be joined with his lover.
“Jack, touch me!” demanded Ianto. Jack didn’t need telling twice. He put his hands between them and held their cocks together stroking slowly and gently. The friction seemed to satisfy Ianto, their combined heat sending him further towards bliss but Jack needed more.
“Bed, now!” Jack panted. He needed to be free of the puddle of clothes round his ankles and wanted full access to Ianto’s body. Both reluctantly pulled away and removed the remains of their clothes as they swiftly moved to the bed.
Jack pushed Ianto onto his back, pulled open his legs and knelt between them. Ianto looked up at him with lust in his eyes, eager to receive whatever pleasure Jack wanted to bestow on him. Jack slowly ran his hands all over Ianto’s beautiful chest and arms, following them with gentle kisses. He ran his hands over his hips and down his left leg, dragging his fingernails over his sensitive inner thighs. Ianto’s back arched and he let out a sigh.
“Jack, don’t tease.” Jack grinned and continued down his leg to his foot.
“I’m not teasing, just reminding you how good my hands feel all over you.” He sucked at Ianto’s big toe creating another sigh of pleasure. He changed feet and worked up the right leg with his hands and mouth. When he reached the top of Ianto’s thigh he snaked his tongue over Ianto’s balls, sucking them slowly into his mouth.
“Oh God!” Ianto exclaimed, revelling in the warmth of Jack’s mouth. Jack released his prize and eyed the leaking cock in front of him.
“Do you want me to suck that?” smirked Jack
“Yes, Jack. Yes, Please!” Jack positioned himself at the head of Ianto’s cock. He could feel Jack’s breath on him. Jack looked into his eyes.
“Shall I?”
“YES!” Jack chuckled as he ran his tongue along the underside of Ianto‘s cock and encircled the head. He loved being the only one that could put Ianto in this state.
Ianto had had enough of being teased. He wanted Jack now. He tangled his hand in Jack’s hair and pushed him down. His lover responded by closing his lips around his shaft and slowly but firmly moving his mouth up and down while his tongue swirled and flicked. Ianto threw his head back and bucked his hips to match Jack’s movements. He was so very close. Jack offered him one of his fingers which Ianto took it in his mouth giving it the same attention Jack was giving him. He felt an appreciative hum from Jack around his cock. Jack removed the finger and instantly placed it against the tight ring of muscle at Ianto’s entrance, stroking gently. Jack slowly eased his finger in as he deep throated Ianto. The combined sensations sent Ianto over the edge screaming Jack’s name as he came into Jack’s mouth. The older man continued sucking and stroking, drawing out every last orgasmic feeling from his lover, the lover who was gripping the sheets on the bed as he rode the waves of his pleasure. As Jack felt Ianto’s breathing start to return from hard panting, he removed the softening cock from his mouth and kissed his lover.
“I’m not finished with you yet,” Jack whispered “There is still part of you I haven’t fully claimed.”
Ianto allowed himself to be turned onto his stomach, Jack still kneeling between his open thighs. Jack caressed Ianto’s shoulders and kissed his back, working his way down Ianto’s spine to his buttocks. With a gentle hand on each cheek, Jack ran his tongue down between them and eased just the very tip into his lover’s body. Jack heard Ianto’s breathing hitch and felt his body tense slightly in anticipation. Slowly, painfully slowly, Ianto thought, Jack slipped more of his tongue in. Ianto could feel himself getting hard again. Damn Jack was good at this!
“Don’t stop,” Ianto murmured as Jack withdrew his tongue and seconds later a slicked finger took its place. Ianto wondered how Jack had managed that without him knowing.
“Ahh.” It didn’t matter anymore, Jack had found his prostate and was stroking it.
“Jack. More!” Ianto craved his lovers touch.
“You’re impatient,” Jack smiled as the second preparatory finger joined the first. It wasn’t going to be long before he was ready, something Jack was glad about. He was just as desperate to screw Ianto as Ianto was to be screwed.
As one hand worked on his lover, the other expertly dispensed the lube (he had years of practise.) Jack couldn’t help but groan with pleasure as he slicked his own cock.
“If you… come before… you’ve fucked me…there’ll be trouble!” Ianto panted.
“No chance!” Jack reassured as he removed his fingers and rested his cock against Ianto’s wanton hole. He leant forward and pulled Ianto’s hips towards him.
“On your knees, but keep your chest on the bed.” Ianto’s cock throbbed at the instruction. With a steady push, Jack slid his cock in; one more push and he was buried ball deep, causing Ianto to gasp. They stayed still a moment, enjoying the tightness and feeling of being together.
“Jack!” That was the cue he needed, he pulled himself back and tantalisingly slowly pushed in again, repeating this a few more times until he could take no more. Jack wrapped his strong arms round Ianto’s chest and pulled him towards him, Ianto’s back firmly against his chest.
“I want you to fuck yourself on my cock.” Jack growled and the words went straight to Ianto’s groin. He did as he was asked and raised himself up until only the head of Jack’s cock was in him. He had had enough of gentle. He wanted hard and fast. He pushed back, impaling himself on Jack. Both men gasped at the intense pleasure. Neither was going to last much longer. Jack wrapped his hand round Ianto’s cock as Ianto continued to ride him, pushing himself into Jack’s hand and onto his cock alternately. After a few more hard thrusts, Jack felt Ianto’s muscles tighten around his and the cock in his hand swell. Ianto’s head flew back. He let out a guttural moan as he came hard, spilling himself over Jack’s hand. Jack took control of the movement as best he could, pushing hard until he too went over the edge in total ecstasy, holding his lover close as his orgasm crashed through his body making him tremble.
As heartbeats and senses returned to normal, the two men separated and lay side by side on the bed.
“I hope those walls are soundproof. You are very noisy.”
“Hey, whose fault is that?” protested Ianto. “You know you had nothing to prove.”
“What, you mean with the soundproofing?” Jack grinned.
“No. I am and always will be yours and yours alone,” Ianto said dreamily.
“I hope so, but it doesn’t hurt to make sure and give you a good reminder.”
“That was a very good reminder.” Ianto replied as he turned to Jack and kissed him lovingly.
*******
The next few days were spent leisurely touring around London visiting museums (one of Ianto’s passions) eating good food and fine wine (one of Jack’s Passions) and many steamy sex sessions (a shared passion). Jack had even arranged a trip to the storerooms of the British Museum for Ianto where he was like a child at Christmas amid all the boxes and shelves. It was like the archives at the Hub but on a much bigger scale. He had picked up some useful tips that he could use back in Cardiff. Jack was bored by all this and really had to concentrate on not doing what he usually did with Ianto among the archives, sending him to heaven and back. He made a promise to himself; he would do that later - twice!
*******
As they pulled up at the tailor’s, both were excited to see what Mr Higgs and Antonio had done. They were greeted by Mr Higgs.
“Ah Gentlemen, welcome back. I am sure you are eager to try the suit on so shall we not delay?” He reached up to a shelf behind him and produced the roughly made suit.
“The changing rooms are through there. Would you like a shirt?” Ianto was dressed in jeans and T-shirt today favouring the casual look for days off. Jack however was still in his usual attire.
“Yes, a shirt would be helpful, thank you.” Ianto took the crisp white shirt handed to him and headed for the changing room. Jack watched him go, his arse perfectly packaged in his tight jeans. He thought for a second and imagined Ianto removing those jeans in the changing room and knew he wanted to be there.
“Er, can I use your bathroom?”
“Of course Captain. It’s just up the stairs there, past the changing rooms.” Jack smiled. It was just as he hoped. He could sneak in without anyone knowing.
“Thank you. Too much coffee.” He strode off to find his lover.
There was only one door shut and when Jack nudged it slightly, it slowly swung open. As he hoped, the door wasn’t locked and revealed Ianto bent over just removing his jeans, his arse nicely presented to the amorous Captain.
“Need a hand removing those?”
“Jack, go away!” Ianto hissed as he blushed. Jack walked into the changing room which was thankfully plenty big enough for two people.
“Don’t worry. They think I’m in the bathroom.”
“Just as well! You can’t stay in here.”
“Let me watch you undress, please.” Jack pouted. Ianto rolled his eyes but couldn’t resist.
“Ok, but try to behave!” Jack held his hands up in mock horror.
“I always behave.”
“Hmmm.” Ianto carried on taking off his jeans, bending over again giving his lover a perfect view. Jack murmured his appreciation as Ianto cast him a warning look. He folded his jeans and placed them neatly on the floor. He went to remove his t-shirt.
“Let me help,” Jack said as he stepped forward “What harm can it do?”
Ianto thought for a moment.
“Go on then,” he said and surrendered himself. Jack lifted the t-shirt over Ianto’s body and head, admiring the view of his chest as he did so. He discarded the t-shirt and ran his hands over Ianto’s torso. Ianto gasped, this was so wrong. Mr Higgs could come by any moment, but that just seemed to turn him on more. He felt his cock stiffen. Jack noticed this and smiled.
“You are a kinky thing aren’t you?”
“This is your fault.”
“I only wanted to watch but it seems you have other ideas.”
“Don’t play the innocent with me. It doesn’t suit you.”
“You can’t stand there in nothing but your pants and lecture me,” Jack laughed and then stifled any further comment from Ianto by kissing him. Ianto showed no resistance and slipped his tongue into Jack’s open mouth, his hands reaching under that coat and onto Jack’s arse. Jack’s hands wandered freely over his lover’s bare skin sending tingles down Ianto’s spine. Both were aware of the other’s erection. Jack pulled away.
“Those trousers are never going to fit you now!”
“You are going to have to help me make sure they do then.”
“What do you have in mind?” Ianto lowered his voice.
“Suck me Jack!” Jack felt his cock push against his trousers and almost instantly dropped to his knees.
“With pleasure my love.” He skilfully released Ianto’s cock from his straining briefs and licked it slowly.
“Don’t tease. Just do it. There’s no time.”
“Yes Sir!” Jack took the whole of Ianto’s length into his mouth and sealed his lips around it. Instinctively, Ianto’s hands gripped Jack’s hair, showing Jack he wanted to be in control. Jack held himself still as he looked up into his lover’s eyes as a signal of acceptance.
Ianto pulled his hips back and thrust hard into Jack’s warm and welcoming mouth. The fear of being caught just added to his arousal. He continued to fuck Jack’s mouth as Jack’s hands grabbed at his buttocks, then a finger started stroking gently between the cleft finally teasing his entrance. Ianto bit his lip to stop himself from calling out.
“Is everything alright Sir?” Shit! It was Mr Higgs. Ianto tried not to sound breathless.
“Yes, won’t be…….long now.” Jack smiled around the cock still in his mouth.
“Very good sir.” Ianto listened as he walked away then carried on.
Just a few more thrusts, he thought.
“Oh god Jack!” One, last, final, “Arghh!” He was there, his whole body trembling as his orgasm coursed through him. Jack took over the movements, draining every last ounce of pleasure from him, licking him clean at the same time. Ianto leaned back against the wall, totally spent as Jack rose to his feet.
“Those trousers should fit now,” he smirked.
“How do I let you talk me into these things?” Ianto asked getting dressed.
“You are just as kinky as I am.”
“I doubt that. You are in a class of your own.”
“Thank you!” Jack smiled as he bowed sarcastically.
“You better go. I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Okay.” Jack gave Ianto’s arse a cheeky slap and slid out of the door.
The remainder of the fitting went well. No one seemed to have noticed the delay in the changing room and if they did they were too polite to pass comment. Jack found it painfully uncomfortable though as he sat watching his lover in a near perfectly fitting suit. Even if it was only the first cut and not firmly sewn together, (he believed the term was “basted”) it still flattered his body. Jack was suffering from a badly neglected cock and really didn’t need this kind of torment. He wondered if he would make it home or if he could help Ianto change again. No, he wouldn’t fall for that twice.
Finally they were finished.
“There are only small adjustments to be made. The finished suit will be ready in two days.”
“Thank you for your speed, much appreciated,” Jack said as he longingly watched Ianto head back to the fitting room.
*******
They walked out of the shop and Jack stopped, looking frantically up and down the road.
“Are you alright Jack? What’s up?
“No, I am not alright!” Jack snapped.
“My cock is what’s up! I need you now!”
“Can’t you wait until we get back to the hotel?”
“With London traffic?”
“Good point, but I can’t see anywhere suitable. This is Saville Row and you can’t go shagging just anywhere!”
“Not sure I can drive like this,” Jack said grabbing Ianto’s hand and placing it on the bulge in his trousers.
“Oh God. I see what you mean. You are in a state.” Ianto thought for a moment.
“I have an idea, I think you might like this.”
“Go on, I am willing to try anything.”
“I’ll tell you in the car. Come on, I’ll drive.” They almost ran to the car. Jack started to remove his coat and put it in the boot.
“No, you may need that for a bit of privacy.”
“What the…?”
“Trust me,” smiled Ianto
“Always.” They got in the car and pulled away.
“Come on then.” Jack looked anxiously at Ianto.
“Right, you are going to sit there and get yourself off while I tell you what I am going to do to you when we get back to the hotel. How does that sound?”
“Hot!” Jack grinned as he unbuttoned his trousers. Ianto laughed
“You have no shame do you?”
“No, now start talking!”
*******
“I’m setting some rules today.” Ianto said as they got out of the car.“You stay in the chair and wait. You do not come to help me get changed. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Jack pouted.
“Good.” Ianto wasn’t sure if he could believe Jack but he had to trust him.
Jack pushed open the door and held it open for Ianto.
“Welcome back gentlemen. I must say I am rather pleased with your suit. I hope you will be too.” Mr Higgs was beaming and rubbing his hands together excitedly. “I have put the suit in the changing room for you Mr Jones. There’s a shirt and tie in there to complete the look.”
“Thank you. Jack sit down, I’ll be back in a minute.” Jack knew better than to argue with that tone of voice and the look he had just been given by Ianto. It was the kind of look that said ‘If you don’t behave there will be no sex for days!’ He made himself comfortable and waited for Ianto’s return.
Finally Ianto appeared. Jack’s jaw dropped and his cock twitched. He had seen Ianto in plenty of suits, but none were like this. The fabric hung perfectly, fitting in all the right places. The quality of the tailoring had not been lost on Ianto either as he seemed to be walking taller and straighter, and was that a slight swagger Jack noticed? Damn, he was gorgeous.
Ianto turned and looked at Jack for approval and from the look on Jack’s face he could tell he more than approved.
“Oh, that is beautiful and you wear it so well! I must get Antonio, he will be so pleased.” Mr Higgs moved out of the room as fast as he could at his age.
“Well, do you like it Jack?”
“Gorgeous,” was all Jack could manage. Ianto laughed.
“It must be good if it has you lost for words.” Ianto moved towards Jack but was interrupted by the return of Mr Higgs and Antonio.
“Oh My!” gushed Antonio as he strutted round Ianto, surveying him once more.
“What a handsome sight!”
“A lovely piece of work Antonio. Well done!” congratulated Mr Higgs.
“It always helps to have a good foundation. The way a suit looks depends greatly on the man it clothes.” He brushed his hands slowly over Ianto’s shoulders smoothing the fabric.
Jack watched and longed to take Ianto home so he could run his hands all over that amazing body.
“Can we check the waistcoat?” queried Mr Higgs. Ianto nodded and unbuttoned the jacket, his eyes locked on Jack’s in the mirror. He slipped the jacket off his shoulders and handed it to Mr Higgs who carefully placed it on a hanger.
The view Jack now had was even better than before. In front of him was his lover in trousers which fit over his hips and buttocks perfectly, tight enough to define but not too tight. The shiny silk back of the waistcoat skimmed his shoulder blades and shimmered as he moved. The adjustable fastening, there more for decoration than purpose, pulled in just enough to highlight the curves of his waist. Jack swallowed and imagined how it would feel to run his hands down that silk and come to rest on those buttocks.
Antonio brushed a loose thread off the waistcoat.
“Perfect,” he gushed. ‘Yes he is,’ thought Jack. He was finding the sight of his lover looking so good and two men obviously appreciating him and touching him quite a turn on, especially as he knew he was the only one that would remove the suit.
“If sir is happy, then I think we are all finished.”
“Oh yes, very happy, thank you. This is a suit my Da would be proud of, Thank you again.” Ianto eyes glistened. Jack got to his feet and went over to him.
“There is one thing missing.” Ianto looked puzzled. Jack reached into his coat pocket and held the stopwatch in the palm of his hand. He grinned as he slipped it in the specially made pocket.
“Now you are ready for action,” whispered Jack. “I bet you’ll be a force to be reckoned with in this suit.”
“Definitely,” grinned Ianto.
“Think you can handle it…Sir?” The words and the way Ianto spoke them sent a shiver to Jacks crotch.
“I’ll try.” Jack leaned in for a kiss, forgetting they were not alone. Ianto put his hands up on his chest to stop him.
“Later,” he promised. Mr Higgs gently coughed.
“Would you like a suit carrier or are you going to wear the suit?”
“A carrier would be great,” replied Ianto. Jack looked crestfallen. He was relishing the thought of taking his lover out of that sexy suit. Ianto looked at Jack and quelled his disappointment by repeating his promise with a wink.
“Later.”
Jack just smiled.
*******
To Jack, the drive back to the hotel took hours as eager as he was to see Ianto in his new suit again. Damn, what had happened to his self control since he had met this Welsh boy, he thought. He had always had a healthy sexual appetite but these days he was ravenous!
When they finally got to the room, Ianto decided he would make his Captain wait a little longer.
“Coffee?”
“Not thirsty,” Jack said as he crept toward his lover like a cat stalking its prey.
“Are you hungry then?”
“Only for you.” Ianto rolled his eyes, Jack was nothing if not predictable. He ignored the comment and picked up the room service menu. The little control Jack had left snapped. He pulled the menu out of his hand and threw it on the floor and with his other hand, he dragged Ianto close to him.
“Stop being a tease, you know what I want.”
“What’s that then Jack? I want you to tell me.” Ianto knew that it was he who was in control here, and he liked it. Jack swallowed hard as he put his thoughts into words.
“I want you….in your suit. I want you to show me what you can do with the contents of that special little pocket.” Ianto grinned and pulled away.
“Okay, you sit there while I get changed. Don’t move!” Jack obeyed as he felt his cock harden. His lover being in charge was highly arousing. Ianto’s head popped around the bedroom door.
“I forgot, no touching yourself either!” Spoilsport thought Jack.
Ianto appeared back in the doorway moments later. He looked even better in the suit now than he did before. He had added a deep red shirt and matching tie.
“Right, let’s give this suit a thorough testing shall we?” Jack just smiled at him with his eyes full of lust and passion. He nodded eagerly.
“Yes. Oh yes!”
The End!
Author Name: Anonymous
Original Prompt Number: 71
Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto
Summary: Jack is stuck on what to give Ianto for Christmas. As the prompt said "Jack takes Ianto to Saville Row for a suit, naughtiness ensues."
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Torchwood isn't mine.
Warnings: None except slight Mis-treatment of suits
Word Count: 7,287
Author's Notes: Nothing to say except I hope you enjoy this!
Ianto swung his legs out of bed and shook his head. Yet another suit was lying on the floor ruined during one of their passion-fuelled sessions which had seen buttons fly, zips broken and seams pulled.
“You really are going to have to take more care undressing me. I don’t have an unlimited collection of suits.”
“Does that mean you would have to come to work naked?” grinned Jack as Ianto raised his eyebrows.
“Leather trousers?” Jack was hopeful.
“Not very practical for chasing aliens round Cardiff.”
“I’d be right behind you every step of the way.”
“I know. We would never get anything done!”
“There is that,” sighed Jack.
“I will stick with the suits. You just have to treat them better.” Ianto went to find a fresh suit leaving Jack thinking.
It was Jack and Ianto’s first Christmas together, properly together, neither quite sure what to expect. Ianto was pretty sure however, that his partner would want to celebrate in his usual style, as long as the Rift didn’t interfere.
The day started as expected with a slow, sensual and luxurious pre-breakfast love making session. With their urges temporarily sated, the pair dressed and indulged in a full English breakfast with Bucks Fizz and, of course, Ianto’s coffee.
“So is it present time yet?” Jack was quite excited. Despite having had numerous Christmases on Earth, he hadn’t shared many with someone he loved, and the last time was more years ago than he wanted to remember.
“It depends what kind of present you have in mind.” Ianto was wary. He knew how Jack’s mind worked. Jack just grinned.
“I am sure you will like it! I’ll go and get it. See you by the Christmas tree in two minutes.” Jack strode out of the room. Ianto rolled his eyes, preparing himself for whatever Jack was planning. He was fully expecting him to reappear wearing nothing but a Santa hat and a ribbon tied round his cock. Ianto smiled to himself enjoying the vision he had in his head now but, for once, he wanted to unwrap something other than Jack.
He turned as he heard the door of the lounge open and braced himself.
“Oh!” Ianto vocalised his surprise.
“What?” Jack stood in the doorway still dressed and holding a small present.
“Er nothing, I was expecting….um… less clothes!”
“Cheeky! I can remove some if you’d prefer?”
“No, you’re fine as you are I just thought…
“I know what you thought. That comes later; first though, I want to give you this.”
Jack sat in front of the fire next to Ianto and handed him the present.
“Happy Christmas,” he said and sealed it with a brief kiss.
Ianto opened the gift, a small box and inside the box a beautiful pair of platinum cufflinks with a row of diamonds down one side.
“For special occasions, not weevil hunting,” explained Jack.
“Jack they’re beautiful,” Ianto beamed.
“Read the card.” Jack was impatient now, shifting his weight and playing with his own cufflinks as he waited anxiously for Ianto to get on with it. A lot of thought had gone into this and he was rather proud of himself.
Ianto
To make up for the suits I have ruined, we are going to London to have a bespoke suit made for you.
Love always
Jack x
Ianto was stunned. Jack was showing a new, thoughtful side, a side he could definitely get used to, as long as the flirty, playful Jack was still around too.
“Oh Jack. Thank you!” Ianto exclaimed as he flung his arms round him.
“But how, when, will Gwen be alright on her own?”
“Mr Practical! Don’t worry, it’s all taken care of. Martha will come and help out for a bit, then there is always Rhys and Andy. We are okay for a week.” Ianto raised his eyebrows.
“One week is not enough to make a bespoke suit! There needs to be at least three fittings and then there is the cutting and the sewing…” Jack laughed. “I forgot about your knowledge of tailoring. I have spoken to the tailor and they have promised me a quick turnaround. So stop worrying about things and just enjoy it. Anyway, where’s my present?”
Ianto leaned forward and kissed him passionately.
“Right here!” he said as he pushed Jack onto his back and claimed his mouth again.
*******
As they got closer to London, Jack noticed Ianto getting quieter and more withdrawn. He hadn’t given any thought before now about how Ianto would feel coming back to London with all its memories of Canary Wharf, Torchwood 1 and Lisa.
“Are you ok?” Jack asked gently.
“Yeah,” Ianto replied, not very convincingly.
“If you want to talk I can listen.” Jack placed his hand on Ianto’s leg. Ianto stopped staring out of the window and looked at Jack.
“Thanks,” he smiled. They drove a bit further.
“It’s just I haven’t been here since I left with Lisa.” Jack’s heart leapt to his throat, He should have known that. How could he have been so stupid? Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
“I’m so sorry, I hadn’t realised.” He thought for a moment. “If there is anywhere you don’t want to go, or anywhere you do, just say. I’m here for you, in everyway.”
“I know. Thank you.” Ianto sighed and pulled himself out of his thoughts. “Anyway, it’s time I had some good memories of this city. Can you help me make some?”
“With pleasure.” Jack was reassured. This trip wasn’t a bad idea after all!
*******
Jack tossed the keys of the Porsche at the hotel parking attendant.
“Damage it and there will be trouble,” he warned. Ianto rolled his eyes at yet another subtle entrance by his captain. Maybe he could persuade him to lose the coat for a bit, It did make him even more noticeable.
Ianto looked round at the reception as Jack checked in. He hadn’t skimped on this.
“Come on.” Jack put his hands on his shoulders. “We have a room. Come upstairs.”
Ianto gasped as the door was swung open. He knew Jack was a master of understatement but this took the biscuit. The room was actually a suite nearly as big as his flat. Ianto knew he really shouldn’t have expected any less! The bathroom had a bath big enough for two and then some. Ianto knew they would make very good use of that later. Then there was the bedroom tastefully decorated in a modern style - all the gadgets you could ask for and, of course a king-size bed. He could cope with a week here.
“Do you like it?” Jack asked.
“It’s adequate,” nodded Ianto. “I just need to check out the coffee machine; it has got a coffee machine?”
Jack shook his head in disbelief
“I bring you to one of the top hotels in London for a dirty week away and your first concern is the coffee machine.”
“Actually my first concern was how thick the walls are.” Jack looked confused as Ianto moved towards him, put his hands around his waist and murmured in his ear.
“I don’t want the people in the other rooms hearing you scream when I screw you senseless.” Jack swallowed hard as he felt his desire intensify.
“As much as I would love to check the sound proofing qualities of this room right now, we have to get to your fitting.” Jack claimed Ianto’s mouth, devouring him and leaving them both breathless. “But I promise later you can do whatever you want!”
*******
As Ianto walked into the shop, the sights and smells took him back to the shop where his Da had worked, he had played as a boy and started to train as a teenager. This was such a perfect gift for him. He had watched and assisted in making so many suits but had never had one made for him.
“Ah Captain Harkness, Welcome,” the old white haired man behind the counter greeted Jack. Had he been here before, Ianto wondered. His question was soon answered.
“May I say sir you look just like your father. More handsome if anything.” The man turned to Ianto.
“Captain Harkness Senior was a regular customer here when I was a young lad - such a terrible flirt. He stopped coming in after a while, like he had disappeared and we never saw him again.”
“Hm, bit of a family trait that,” Ianto noted, still sore from Jack’s disappearance last year. Jack frowned at him as the man continued.
“When the phone rang before Christmas, I couldn’t believe it! I have gotten distracted, sorry, I am Mr Higgs.” He offered his hand to Jack and Ianto in turn.
“Would you like to take a seat and we can discuss your requirements. Coffee?”
“No thanks,” Jack and Ianto said together, a little too quickly. Neither could face anyone’s coffee but Ianto’s.
“Tea would be great though,” answered Ianto trying to reassure Mr Higgs who looked offended at the sudden reaction to coffee.
As they sat down, Ianto whispered to Jack.
“You’ve been here before?”
“Yes, a long time ago, I didn’t expect the same staff to be here.”
“Not everywhere goes through the staff the way Torchwood does!”
“True,” replied Jack solemnly.
“I take it they are good then?”
“Yes, they know what they are doing. Only the best for you.” Jack moved close to Ianto, moving in for a kiss, but pulled back when Mr Higgs reappeared with tea and biscuits.
“There we go,” he said setting the tray on the table. He fetched a notepad and sat down. “Let’s make a start then. Is the suit for you Captain?”
“No, it’s for Ianto.” Jack gestured to his partner.
“Ah, a man who already likes to dress smartly I see, although we can do much better than the suit you are currently wearing!”
Ianto shifted self consciously in his seat. What was wrong with the suit? Okay, it had been on the floor of various rooms in the Hub (mainly Jack’s room) and he had had to sew the buttons back on a few times but it still fitted well, he thought. He looked at Jack who was smiling with a glint in his eye as he watched Ianto’s embarrassment.
“I also see you like a waistcoat, so a three piece suit?”
“Yes, please!” Jack answered eagerly. He had to control his thoughts. He loved seeing Ianto in the hub in shirt sleeves and a fitted waistcoat.
“I assume a single breasted jacket?” Ianto nodded as he sipped his tea.
“Now the material, I think nothing too heavy, plain or with a pinstripe?”
“Maybe a slight pinstripe would be good, on a dark grey base,” Ianto instructed with Jack nodding his approval.
“Any special requirements?”
“Our line of work can be quite …physical. The suit needs to look good but be resilient and long lasting,” Jack replied. Ianto looked at him ‘Just like you, hmmm, you’re very long lasting,’ thought Ianto.
“Anything else?” Mr Higgs turned to Ianto.
“I need a pocket for my stopwatch.” He glanced at Jack who had a stunned look on his face at him mentioning that. Was it his imagination or did Jack have a look of someone who was remembering what Ianto could do with that stopwatch? Ianto smiled to himself knowing full well that Jack was remembering their Stopwatch games. He was pleased that he had finally managed to fluster the usually calm and collected Jack Harkness.
“Oh yes, can you make sure the buttons are extra securely fastened on. He can be terribly rough sometimes!” Ianto nodded over to Jack who had just choked on his tea.
‘Where the heck did that come from?’ thought Ianto. Damn Jack and his 51st century pheromones. He must have been getting horny thinking about him in a suit playing with the stopwatch. Ianto had noticed that he always felt less inhibited when Jack’s unique scent was in the air.
Luckily, Mr Higgs seemed unfazed by Ianto’s comment and Jack’s pheromones.
“Right then, shall we go and get you measured? Follow me.” He led them to a back room.
“It’s a bit less public here. We don’t want everyone to know your measurements do we? Captain...” He gestured to Jack to take a seat. He did as he was told and sat down.
From here, he would get a perfect view of Ianto’s arse and his face at the same time thanks to the large mirror.
“I’ll just tell Antonio you are ready.”
“Antonio?” queried Jack.
“Yes, he is the young man who will be doing the measuring. My eyesight is not what it was.”
Jack was apprehensive at the news and the arrival of Antonio into the room didn’t ease matters. He was tall, dark, tanned and toned, a perfect specimen of a hot blooded Italian and obviously liked looking at fine young men, and not just at work.
“My my!” he cooed as he walked round Ianto studying him. Finally stopping behind him, he placed his hands on his shoulders.
“What a fine figure you have.”
Ianto blushed slightly.
“Oh it will be a pleasure to make a suit for you Ianto. Can I call you Ianto?”
“Er, yes, that’s fine.”
“And your friend, what’s his name?”
“My name is Captain Jack Harkness, but you can call me Sir!” Jack snapped. He didn’t like the thought of this man studying Ianto’s body in great detail. Ianto was his and his alone.
“I don’t think your friend likes me much.” Ianto looked at Jack who was starting to sulk in the chair. He could have some fun here, get his own back at Jack for all the times he had to watch him flirt with people (and some aliens) over the last few years. Anyway this guy was just doing his job. There was nothing more to it than that.
“Let’s get started!” Antonio produced his tape measure with a flourish. “I already have a pretty good idea of your size but even I need to check.”
Jack watched as every part of his lover’s body was carefully measured and checked. He had stayed calm as the other man had wrapped his arms round Ianto to measure his chest, in two places, as Ianto smiled sweetly. He had taken a deep breath as the measure ran along his perfect shoulders and then down his spine to the middle of that firm arse. Was Ianto flirting with this guy? Now he was struggling to contain his jealousy.
“What side do you dress?” Antonio quizzed.
‘Oh like you haven’t already noticed,’ Jack thought. ‘If you even dare to touch him there, I will not be responsible for my actions!’
Antonio seemed to be enjoying measuring for the trousers far too much, snaking the tape around Ianto’s hips and bottom, then around his powerful thighs. Ianto didn’t seem to be minding it either. Hang on - was that a glint in Antonio’s eyes as he went down to measure his inside leg? Jack was going to kill him. What the heck did he think he was doing now?! One hand was holding the tape measure on the back of Ianto’s waist, the other running the tape through his legs, brushing over his cock and onto his waist again. Jack jumped to his feet and was about to pull his hands away when Ianto interrupted him.
“Jack sit down! It’s a standard measurement!”
“Er, I know, I, um, had cramp.” He felt embarrassed by his reaction. ‘Stay calm’ Jack told himself. Why hadn’t he remembered this from his own fittings? He would have requested an ugly man do the job had he known. He sat down again and tried to focus on how they would spend the evening and not that a man was putting his measure all over Ianto’s body.
“Finito,” Antonio announced after taking the final measurement. “Come back in two days for the next fitting. I will look forward to seeing you.”
“I bet,” snarled Jack. He was still feeling put out by the tailor. Ianto tried to diffuse the situation as they headed for the door.
“I can’t wait to see your work, Goodbye.”
*******
Jack was quiet on the short journey back to the hotel. Ianto spoke first.
“Well that was an experience!”
“Hmm.” Ianto knew exactly what was wrong with Jack.
“He’s not my type you know.” He was greeted with silence.
“I don’t go for guys like him, you should know that. I don’t usually go for guys at all.. That’s what makes you so special.” Jack thawed a bit.
“I know, but he was too familiar.”
“It’s his job! He has to do those things.”
“But you didn’t have to look like you were enjoying it so much!”
“I wasn’t! Let me tell you something. The only way I could let him do it was if I thought of you.” Jack liked the sound of that and his mood lightened.
“Ah, that explains the dreamy look in your eyes then.”
“I did not have that look!” protested Ianto.
“Oh but you will have soon if I get my way!”
“You always get your way with me, Jack Harkness!”
“Can I help it if I am irresistible?” Ianto rolled his eyes at his partner’s modesty. Jack parked the car and they got out.
“Maybe I should play hard to get,” teased Ianto as they walked into the hotel.
“Don’t you dare! Not tonight.” Jack summoned the lift and murmured in Ianto’s ear.
“I think I need to remind you how good my hands feel all over your body.”
*******
The lift arrived and they stepped in. As the doors closed, Jack pulled Ianto close and kissed him, one hand behind his head, the other on his arse. Ianto tried to resist as his lover’s tongue sought entry, pressing against his hesitant lips. He pulled back just enough to gasp.
“Not here! Wait a mo…ah!” Jack had resorted to dirty tricks, his hand lightly brushing Ianto’s stiffening cock through the soft fabric of his trousers. The lift stopped and as the doors opened Ianto tried in vain to pull away. Jack smiled at the young couple waiting to get in.
“Always room for more!” he grinned. The young man looked at his girlfriend, who seemed to like the idea. He leaned over and pressed the button quickly to shut the door without getting in.
“Shame,” said Jack “It could have been fun. Now where were we?”
“You were being told to wait. It’s only a few more minutes. I’m sure you can do it.”
”Spoilsport! But once we are in the room, no excuses right?”
“Definitely not, sir,” Ianto replied mischievously, knowing the effect that word had on Jack!
When the lift door opened, Jack practically dragged Ianto out and along the corridor to their room. Once inside, Jack pushed Ianto against the nearest wall, one hand on either side of him.
“Now where was I?”
“Around here I think,” Ianto replied as he took Jack’s hand and placed it against the firmness in his trousers. Jack smiled.
“Yeah, that feels about right!” He pressed his open mouth to Ianto’s. This time Ianto had no hesitation and responded eagerly, his tongue meeting with Jack’s and exploring his mouth. Jack moaned as he melted into the kiss while his hand rested gently on Ianto’s cock, feeling it swell as the kiss went on.
“Just as well you didn’t do this earlier or Antonio would have had another measurement to take!” Jack grinned. He moved his hand from Ianto’s trousers illiciting a disappointed sigh from Ianto. They kissed again, a kiss full of hunger and need.
Jack moved his lover slightly away from the wall and slipped the jacket from his shoulders, running his hands over his arms and pushing him back. He held him against the wall with his hips as he pulled away enough to undo the tie round Ianto’s neck and removed his waistcoat and shirt. Jack gave an appreciative moan as he looked at Ianto’s chest in front of him, placed his hands on it and gently kissed Ianto’s neck just above the collarbone. Ianto tensed in pleasure as Jack sucked and lightly bit his skin, leaving a deep red mark.
“Just to remind you, you are mine,” Jack husked
“Always,” Ianto replied as Jack’s skilful mouth moved to his left nipple, biting it and creating a firm peak then slowly dragging his tongue over the sensitised skin while his hand gave the same attention to the other. Ianto closed his eyes and surrendered to the pleasure.
As the heat between them intensified, Jack realised he hadn’t even taken off his coat, an oversight he corrected as he quickly tore his clothes off while continuing to cover Ianto’s chest with kisses and caresses, not leaving any part of his pale skin untouched. Jack pressed his naked chest against Ianto’s bare skin, holding him close, feeling his heart pounding. He ran his hands down his back and onto Ianto’s arse, giving it a gentle squeeze. Ianto took Jack’s face in his hands and kissed him hard, showing his desire to be joined with his lover.
“Jack, touch me!” demanded Ianto. Jack didn’t need telling twice. He put his hands between them and held their cocks together stroking slowly and gently. The friction seemed to satisfy Ianto, their combined heat sending him further towards bliss but Jack needed more.
“Bed, now!” Jack panted. He needed to be free of the puddle of clothes round his ankles and wanted full access to Ianto’s body. Both reluctantly pulled away and removed the remains of their clothes as they swiftly moved to the bed.
Jack pushed Ianto onto his back, pulled open his legs and knelt between them. Ianto looked up at him with lust in his eyes, eager to receive whatever pleasure Jack wanted to bestow on him. Jack slowly ran his hands all over Ianto’s beautiful chest and arms, following them with gentle kisses. He ran his hands over his hips and down his left leg, dragging his fingernails over his sensitive inner thighs. Ianto’s back arched and he let out a sigh.
“Jack, don’t tease.” Jack grinned and continued down his leg to his foot.
“I’m not teasing, just reminding you how good my hands feel all over you.” He sucked at Ianto’s big toe creating another sigh of pleasure. He changed feet and worked up the right leg with his hands and mouth. When he reached the top of Ianto’s thigh he snaked his tongue over Ianto’s balls, sucking them slowly into his mouth.
“Oh God!” Ianto exclaimed, revelling in the warmth of Jack’s mouth. Jack released his prize and eyed the leaking cock in front of him.
“Do you want me to suck that?” smirked Jack
“Yes, Jack. Yes, Please!” Jack positioned himself at the head of Ianto’s cock. He could feel Jack’s breath on him. Jack looked into his eyes.
“Shall I?”
“YES!” Jack chuckled as he ran his tongue along the underside of Ianto‘s cock and encircled the head. He loved being the only one that could put Ianto in this state.
Ianto had had enough of being teased. He wanted Jack now. He tangled his hand in Jack’s hair and pushed him down. His lover responded by closing his lips around his shaft and slowly but firmly moving his mouth up and down while his tongue swirled and flicked. Ianto threw his head back and bucked his hips to match Jack’s movements. He was so very close. Jack offered him one of his fingers which Ianto took it in his mouth giving it the same attention Jack was giving him. He felt an appreciative hum from Jack around his cock. Jack removed the finger and instantly placed it against the tight ring of muscle at Ianto’s entrance, stroking gently. Jack slowly eased his finger in as he deep throated Ianto. The combined sensations sent Ianto over the edge screaming Jack’s name as he came into Jack’s mouth. The older man continued sucking and stroking, drawing out every last orgasmic feeling from his lover, the lover who was gripping the sheets on the bed as he rode the waves of his pleasure. As Jack felt Ianto’s breathing start to return from hard panting, he removed the softening cock from his mouth and kissed his lover.
“I’m not finished with you yet,” Jack whispered “There is still part of you I haven’t fully claimed.”
Ianto allowed himself to be turned onto his stomach, Jack still kneeling between his open thighs. Jack caressed Ianto’s shoulders and kissed his back, working his way down Ianto’s spine to his buttocks. With a gentle hand on each cheek, Jack ran his tongue down between them and eased just the very tip into his lover’s body. Jack heard Ianto’s breathing hitch and felt his body tense slightly in anticipation. Slowly, painfully slowly, Ianto thought, Jack slipped more of his tongue in. Ianto could feel himself getting hard again. Damn Jack was good at this!
“Don’t stop,” Ianto murmured as Jack withdrew his tongue and seconds later a slicked finger took its place. Ianto wondered how Jack had managed that without him knowing.
“Ahh.” It didn’t matter anymore, Jack had found his prostate and was stroking it.
“Jack. More!” Ianto craved his lovers touch.
“You’re impatient,” Jack smiled as the second preparatory finger joined the first. It wasn’t going to be long before he was ready, something Jack was glad about. He was just as desperate to screw Ianto as Ianto was to be screwed.
As one hand worked on his lover, the other expertly dispensed the lube (he had years of practise.) Jack couldn’t help but groan with pleasure as he slicked his own cock.
“If you… come before… you’ve fucked me…there’ll be trouble!” Ianto panted.
“No chance!” Jack reassured as he removed his fingers and rested his cock against Ianto’s wanton hole. He leant forward and pulled Ianto’s hips towards him.
“On your knees, but keep your chest on the bed.” Ianto’s cock throbbed at the instruction. With a steady push, Jack slid his cock in; one more push and he was buried ball deep, causing Ianto to gasp. They stayed still a moment, enjoying the tightness and feeling of being together.
“Jack!” That was the cue he needed, he pulled himself back and tantalisingly slowly pushed in again, repeating this a few more times until he could take no more. Jack wrapped his strong arms round Ianto’s chest and pulled him towards him, Ianto’s back firmly against his chest.
“I want you to fuck yourself on my cock.” Jack growled and the words went straight to Ianto’s groin. He did as he was asked and raised himself up until only the head of Jack’s cock was in him. He had had enough of gentle. He wanted hard and fast. He pushed back, impaling himself on Jack. Both men gasped at the intense pleasure. Neither was going to last much longer. Jack wrapped his hand round Ianto’s cock as Ianto continued to ride him, pushing himself into Jack’s hand and onto his cock alternately. After a few more hard thrusts, Jack felt Ianto’s muscles tighten around his and the cock in his hand swell. Ianto’s head flew back. He let out a guttural moan as he came hard, spilling himself over Jack’s hand. Jack took control of the movement as best he could, pushing hard until he too went over the edge in total ecstasy, holding his lover close as his orgasm crashed through his body making him tremble.
As heartbeats and senses returned to normal, the two men separated and lay side by side on the bed.
“I hope those walls are soundproof. You are very noisy.”
“Hey, whose fault is that?” protested Ianto. “You know you had nothing to prove.”
“What, you mean with the soundproofing?” Jack grinned.
“No. I am and always will be yours and yours alone,” Ianto said dreamily.
“I hope so, but it doesn’t hurt to make sure and give you a good reminder.”
“That was a very good reminder.” Ianto replied as he turned to Jack and kissed him lovingly.
*******
The next few days were spent leisurely touring around London visiting museums (one of Ianto’s passions) eating good food and fine wine (one of Jack’s Passions) and many steamy sex sessions (a shared passion). Jack had even arranged a trip to the storerooms of the British Museum for Ianto where he was like a child at Christmas amid all the boxes and shelves. It was like the archives at the Hub but on a much bigger scale. He had picked up some useful tips that he could use back in Cardiff. Jack was bored by all this and really had to concentrate on not doing what he usually did with Ianto among the archives, sending him to heaven and back. He made a promise to himself; he would do that later - twice!
*******
As they pulled up at the tailor’s, both were excited to see what Mr Higgs and Antonio had done. They were greeted by Mr Higgs.
“Ah Gentlemen, welcome back. I am sure you are eager to try the suit on so shall we not delay?” He reached up to a shelf behind him and produced the roughly made suit.
“The changing rooms are through there. Would you like a shirt?” Ianto was dressed in jeans and T-shirt today favouring the casual look for days off. Jack however was still in his usual attire.
“Yes, a shirt would be helpful, thank you.” Ianto took the crisp white shirt handed to him and headed for the changing room. Jack watched him go, his arse perfectly packaged in his tight jeans. He thought for a second and imagined Ianto removing those jeans in the changing room and knew he wanted to be there.
“Er, can I use your bathroom?”
“Of course Captain. It’s just up the stairs there, past the changing rooms.” Jack smiled. It was just as he hoped. He could sneak in without anyone knowing.
“Thank you. Too much coffee.” He strode off to find his lover.
There was only one door shut and when Jack nudged it slightly, it slowly swung open. As he hoped, the door wasn’t locked and revealed Ianto bent over just removing his jeans, his arse nicely presented to the amorous Captain.
“Need a hand removing those?”
“Jack, go away!” Ianto hissed as he blushed. Jack walked into the changing room which was thankfully plenty big enough for two people.
“Don’t worry. They think I’m in the bathroom.”
“Just as well! You can’t stay in here.”
“Let me watch you undress, please.” Jack pouted. Ianto rolled his eyes but couldn’t resist.
“Ok, but try to behave!” Jack held his hands up in mock horror.
“I always behave.”
“Hmmm.” Ianto carried on taking off his jeans, bending over again giving his lover a perfect view. Jack murmured his appreciation as Ianto cast him a warning look. He folded his jeans and placed them neatly on the floor. He went to remove his t-shirt.
“Let me help,” Jack said as he stepped forward “What harm can it do?”
Ianto thought for a moment.
“Go on then,” he said and surrendered himself. Jack lifted the t-shirt over Ianto’s body and head, admiring the view of his chest as he did so. He discarded the t-shirt and ran his hands over Ianto’s torso. Ianto gasped, this was so wrong. Mr Higgs could come by any moment, but that just seemed to turn him on more. He felt his cock stiffen. Jack noticed this and smiled.
“You are a kinky thing aren’t you?”
“This is your fault.”
“I only wanted to watch but it seems you have other ideas.”
“Don’t play the innocent with me. It doesn’t suit you.”
“You can’t stand there in nothing but your pants and lecture me,” Jack laughed and then stifled any further comment from Ianto by kissing him. Ianto showed no resistance and slipped his tongue into Jack’s open mouth, his hands reaching under that coat and onto Jack’s arse. Jack’s hands wandered freely over his lover’s bare skin sending tingles down Ianto’s spine. Both were aware of the other’s erection. Jack pulled away.
“Those trousers are never going to fit you now!”
“You are going to have to help me make sure they do then.”
“What do you have in mind?” Ianto lowered his voice.
“Suck me Jack!” Jack felt his cock push against his trousers and almost instantly dropped to his knees.
“With pleasure my love.” He skilfully released Ianto’s cock from his straining briefs and licked it slowly.
“Don’t tease. Just do it. There’s no time.”
“Yes Sir!” Jack took the whole of Ianto’s length into his mouth and sealed his lips around it. Instinctively, Ianto’s hands gripped Jack’s hair, showing Jack he wanted to be in control. Jack held himself still as he looked up into his lover’s eyes as a signal of acceptance.
Ianto pulled his hips back and thrust hard into Jack’s warm and welcoming mouth. The fear of being caught just added to his arousal. He continued to fuck Jack’s mouth as Jack’s hands grabbed at his buttocks, then a finger started stroking gently between the cleft finally teasing his entrance. Ianto bit his lip to stop himself from calling out.
“Is everything alright Sir?” Shit! It was Mr Higgs. Ianto tried not to sound breathless.
“Yes, won’t be…….long now.” Jack smiled around the cock still in his mouth.
“Very good sir.” Ianto listened as he walked away then carried on.
Just a few more thrusts, he thought.
“Oh god Jack!” One, last, final, “Arghh!” He was there, his whole body trembling as his orgasm coursed through him. Jack took over the movements, draining every last ounce of pleasure from him, licking him clean at the same time. Ianto leaned back against the wall, totally spent as Jack rose to his feet.
“Those trousers should fit now,” he smirked.
“How do I let you talk me into these things?” Ianto asked getting dressed.
“You are just as kinky as I am.”
“I doubt that. You are in a class of your own.”
“Thank you!” Jack smiled as he bowed sarcastically.
“You better go. I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Okay.” Jack gave Ianto’s arse a cheeky slap and slid out of the door.
The remainder of the fitting went well. No one seemed to have noticed the delay in the changing room and if they did they were too polite to pass comment. Jack found it painfully uncomfortable though as he sat watching his lover in a near perfectly fitting suit. Even if it was only the first cut and not firmly sewn together, (he believed the term was “basted”) it still flattered his body. Jack was suffering from a badly neglected cock and really didn’t need this kind of torment. He wondered if he would make it home or if he could help Ianto change again. No, he wouldn’t fall for that twice.
Finally they were finished.
“There are only small adjustments to be made. The finished suit will be ready in two days.”
“Thank you for your speed, much appreciated,” Jack said as he longingly watched Ianto head back to the fitting room.
*******
They walked out of the shop and Jack stopped, looking frantically up and down the road.
“Are you alright Jack? What’s up?
“No, I am not alright!” Jack snapped.
“My cock is what’s up! I need you now!”
“Can’t you wait until we get back to the hotel?”
“With London traffic?”
“Good point, but I can’t see anywhere suitable. This is Saville Row and you can’t go shagging just anywhere!”
“Not sure I can drive like this,” Jack said grabbing Ianto’s hand and placing it on the bulge in his trousers.
“Oh God. I see what you mean. You are in a state.” Ianto thought for a moment.
“I have an idea, I think you might like this.”
“Go on, I am willing to try anything.”
“I’ll tell you in the car. Come on, I’ll drive.” They almost ran to the car. Jack started to remove his coat and put it in the boot.
“No, you may need that for a bit of privacy.”
“What the…?”
“Trust me,” smiled Ianto
“Always.” They got in the car and pulled away.
“Come on then.” Jack looked anxiously at Ianto.
“Right, you are going to sit there and get yourself off while I tell you what I am going to do to you when we get back to the hotel. How does that sound?”
“Hot!” Jack grinned as he unbuttoned his trousers. Ianto laughed
“You have no shame do you?”
“No, now start talking!”
*******
“I’m setting some rules today.” Ianto said as they got out of the car.“You stay in the chair and wait. You do not come to help me get changed. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Jack pouted.
“Good.” Ianto wasn’t sure if he could believe Jack but he had to trust him.
Jack pushed open the door and held it open for Ianto.
“Welcome back gentlemen. I must say I am rather pleased with your suit. I hope you will be too.” Mr Higgs was beaming and rubbing his hands together excitedly. “I have put the suit in the changing room for you Mr Jones. There’s a shirt and tie in there to complete the look.”
“Thank you. Jack sit down, I’ll be back in a minute.” Jack knew better than to argue with that tone of voice and the look he had just been given by Ianto. It was the kind of look that said ‘If you don’t behave there will be no sex for days!’ He made himself comfortable and waited for Ianto’s return.
Finally Ianto appeared. Jack’s jaw dropped and his cock twitched. He had seen Ianto in plenty of suits, but none were like this. The fabric hung perfectly, fitting in all the right places. The quality of the tailoring had not been lost on Ianto either as he seemed to be walking taller and straighter, and was that a slight swagger Jack noticed? Damn, he was gorgeous.
Ianto turned and looked at Jack for approval and from the look on Jack’s face he could tell he more than approved.
“Oh, that is beautiful and you wear it so well! I must get Antonio, he will be so pleased.” Mr Higgs moved out of the room as fast as he could at his age.
“Well, do you like it Jack?”
“Gorgeous,” was all Jack could manage. Ianto laughed.
“It must be good if it has you lost for words.” Ianto moved towards Jack but was interrupted by the return of Mr Higgs and Antonio.
“Oh My!” gushed Antonio as he strutted round Ianto, surveying him once more.
“What a handsome sight!”
“A lovely piece of work Antonio. Well done!” congratulated Mr Higgs.
“It always helps to have a good foundation. The way a suit looks depends greatly on the man it clothes.” He brushed his hands slowly over Ianto’s shoulders smoothing the fabric.
Jack watched and longed to take Ianto home so he could run his hands all over that amazing body.
“Can we check the waistcoat?” queried Mr Higgs. Ianto nodded and unbuttoned the jacket, his eyes locked on Jack’s in the mirror. He slipped the jacket off his shoulders and handed it to Mr Higgs who carefully placed it on a hanger.
The view Jack now had was even better than before. In front of him was his lover in trousers which fit over his hips and buttocks perfectly, tight enough to define but not too tight. The shiny silk back of the waistcoat skimmed his shoulder blades and shimmered as he moved. The adjustable fastening, there more for decoration than purpose, pulled in just enough to highlight the curves of his waist. Jack swallowed and imagined how it would feel to run his hands down that silk and come to rest on those buttocks.
Antonio brushed a loose thread off the waistcoat.
“Perfect,” he gushed. ‘Yes he is,’ thought Jack. He was finding the sight of his lover looking so good and two men obviously appreciating him and touching him quite a turn on, especially as he knew he was the only one that would remove the suit.
“If sir is happy, then I think we are all finished.”
“Oh yes, very happy, thank you. This is a suit my Da would be proud of, Thank you again.” Ianto eyes glistened. Jack got to his feet and went over to him.
“There is one thing missing.” Ianto looked puzzled. Jack reached into his coat pocket and held the stopwatch in the palm of his hand. He grinned as he slipped it in the specially made pocket.
“Now you are ready for action,” whispered Jack. “I bet you’ll be a force to be reckoned with in this suit.”
“Definitely,” grinned Ianto.
“Think you can handle it…Sir?” The words and the way Ianto spoke them sent a shiver to Jacks crotch.
“I’ll try.” Jack leaned in for a kiss, forgetting they were not alone. Ianto put his hands up on his chest to stop him.
“Later,” he promised. Mr Higgs gently coughed.
“Would you like a suit carrier or are you going to wear the suit?”
“A carrier would be great,” replied Ianto. Jack looked crestfallen. He was relishing the thought of taking his lover out of that sexy suit. Ianto looked at Jack and quelled his disappointment by repeating his promise with a wink.
“Later.”
Jack just smiled.
*******
To Jack, the drive back to the hotel took hours as eager as he was to see Ianto in his new suit again. Damn, what had happened to his self control since he had met this Welsh boy, he thought. He had always had a healthy sexual appetite but these days he was ravenous!
When they finally got to the room, Ianto decided he would make his Captain wait a little longer.
“Coffee?”
“Not thirsty,” Jack said as he crept toward his lover like a cat stalking its prey.
“Are you hungry then?”
“Only for you.” Ianto rolled his eyes, Jack was nothing if not predictable. He ignored the comment and picked up the room service menu. The little control Jack had left snapped. He pulled the menu out of his hand and threw it on the floor and with his other hand, he dragged Ianto close to him.
“Stop being a tease, you know what I want.”
“What’s that then Jack? I want you to tell me.” Ianto knew that it was he who was in control here, and he liked it. Jack swallowed hard as he put his thoughts into words.
“I want you….in your suit. I want you to show me what you can do with the contents of that special little pocket.” Ianto grinned and pulled away.
“Okay, you sit there while I get changed. Don’t move!” Jack obeyed as he felt his cock harden. His lover being in charge was highly arousing. Ianto’s head popped around the bedroom door.
“I forgot, no touching yourself either!” Spoilsport thought Jack.
Ianto appeared back in the doorway moments later. He looked even better in the suit now than he did before. He had added a deep red shirt and matching tie.
“Right, let’s give this suit a thorough testing shall we?” Jack just smiled at him with his eyes full of lust and passion. He nodded eagerly.
“Yes. Oh yes!”
The End!