fic: Christmas in July
Title: Christmas in July
Author: bandgeek01
Original Prompt Number: 4
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Owen and Tosh but not (Owen/Tosh)
Summary Gwen wants Christmas in July and needs Ianto’s help. Can they pull it off without the team whining and complaining?
Rating:NC-17 for a couple scenes
Word Count: 16,297
Disclaimer: Russell T. Davies is the almighty one who created the characters. The BBC owns them. I am merely playing with them for my own procrastination purposes. I intend to return them in near perfect condition. I am by no means making any money off of this.
Warnings: Slight Medical Fetish, nothing out of the ordinary or totally gross, Dom!Ianto, Mild spanking (like two spanks), Jack and Ianto dressing up during sex as something I can’t say which will give away something.
Spoilers Season 2, but before Exit Wounds
Author’s Notes: This is my first full fic with a prompt and what not, I hope I didn’t stray too much. I’ve enjoyed writing this greatly. And in my world Owen can smell, and if I missed something about him eating I apologize. I thought I got them all and also in my world Captain John said the sex, sex, sex line in Ep. 1.
Beta: G
It was a calm afternoon, the Rift was quiet and everyone appeared to be busy with menial tasks like paperwork and cleaning.
Gwen Cooper-Williams was bored.
She knew she could be checking over police reports, but she was bored. Sitting at her desk, Gwen watched everyone else typing away at their desks when she was struck with the perfect idea. She couldn’t help the smile that was beginning to spread across her face, but quickly stilled her expression and made sure no one else saw, especially Owen as he would more likely tease her for fantasizing about Rhys during work again. Her idea was just the thing to help the team get out of the “Summer Blues” rut they had been in ever since her wedding.
Standing up, Gwen made her way to the kitchenette where Ianto was washing out coffee mugs. “Ianto,” she greeted.
“Gwen,” Ianto nodded in response, “Coffee’s on its way. After I finish washing the mugs, I’ll put the next pot on,” he reassured her.
“Oh, I wasn’t coming to ask about the coffee.”
“Oh. What is it then? Everything OK with Rhys?” Ianto looked concerned and Gwen smiled at him warmly before checking to see if the were out of earshot.
“Yeah, everything’s fine, love. I just had an idea and I need your help that’s all. I’ll meet you in the tourist office after you get this coffee sorted. I’ve got an idea to get everyone out of this funk we seem to be in and I’ll need your help to pull it off.” She reveled, flashing him her trademark grin.
“Me?” Ianto asked raising his eyebrow.
“Of course. Your organizational skills are impeccable. I’d be lost without you. Gwen chuckled and gave Ianto a quick peck on the cheek. “You aren’t the only one who’s lost without me.” Ianto thought. As Gwen turned to head out of the kitchen she turned back smiling slyly, “Now that you mention it, I could murder a cup of coffee.”
Ianto just rolled his eyes and said, “Coming.”
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“Ianto!” Jack could be heard bellowing from his office. “Where’s my coffee?”
Ianto peered around from the kitchenette and looked up at Jack while tapping his earpiece. “If you want your coffee, don’t yell for me. Use the comms, please. Also did people stop using common courtesy in the 51st Century?” The last bit was said with a slight snark, which had the rest of rest of the team stifling giggles, and trying not to look at Jack.
Ianto turned back to his coffee machine to start the afternoon coffee, he pulled out some freshly ground coffee beans and put them in the machine to let it work its magic. While the coffee was brewing, he pulled out a tray and placed everyone’s mugs on it. He was looking for some biscuits when all of a sudden he heard a “Pssst” sound in his ear. At first he thought it was just some static, as Tosh had been playing around with some kind of alien frequency modulator that had been giving them all random static noises in their comms for the past week. But then the noise got slightly louder with a bit more. “Psssst, Ianto,” it went. Rolling his eyes he pressed his earpiece to the private line and replied, “What?” Ianto was slightly annoyed knowing it was Jack.
“Where’s my coffee?”
“It will be ready in a moment.”
“I want it now.”
“I’m coming.”
“Without me?” Jack replied. Ianto knew Jack was grinning while saying that line, and as Ianto swore silently to himself knowing he had left himself open for that response.
“Why do I get the distinct feeling that we are no longer talking about the same thing?”
“Hi, Captain Jack Harkness speaking, nice to meet you.” Even from the kitchen Ianto could tell that Jack was in his office giving the famous Harkness grin and wink.
“You do realise that once you let me go, you’ll get your coffee sooner, and you may even get a quick snog.”
The clicking off of Jack’s comm. was the last thing Ianto heard in his ear. He just chuckled to himself and finished making the coffee and poured it into everyone’s mugs.
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Ianto distributed the coffee to each team member, moving quickly around their workstations and receiving various replies.
“What took so long?” Owen grumbled.
“Thank you,” Tosh nodded, muttering softly and smiling.
“Ianto, don’t forget,” Gwen said softly giving a look and motioning upstairs.
“Forget what?” bellowed Jack from his office. Both Gwen and Ianto looked up to Jack’s office then to each other with a silent agreement.
“Nothing,” Ianto called upstairs. “Trust me Gwen. I haven’t forgotten.” He then bent over and whispered, “Come up to the tourist office, five minutes after you see me head up. That way it doesn’t seem so suspicious, though I think Jack has it out for us already. Also just come up, no checking your watch.”
“Will do,” she whispered back as she was taking a sip of her coffee. Raising her voice back to normal, she said “Coffee’s really good this afternoon. Is it new?”
“Yes, it is. Thanks for noticing. I mixed a couple different blends that I recently purchased.”
“Well it’s wonderful love.” Gwen’s praise made Ianto blush, as he started to make his way up towards Jack’s office. Either Tosh or Owen had not noticed or didn’t think it was odd that Ianto and Gwen were quite obviously closer. The events surrounding Gwen’s wedding and Ianto transformation into a “Wedding Fairy” had strengthened their friendship and brought them closer than ever before.
Jack had noticed. He always felt a twinge of jealousy whenever Ianto spent a prolonged time with anyone else.
As Ianto entered Jack’s office, he couldn’t help but blurt out, “So why were you whispering to Gwen?”
“Private matter.” replied Ianto as he turned and closed the door. Setting the tray down on Jack’s desk, he handed him his coffee. “Your coffee sir.”
Jack accepted his cup and took a sip, “But I want to know what you and Gwen were talking about,” he pouted. “Thanks for the coffee, though.”
“If you insist on whining, you aren’t going to get anything,” Ianto said. A look of lust is burning in his eyes, he moved around to where Jack was sitting and captured Jack’s lips with his. Tilting Jack’s head slightly, Ianto knew he had the upper hand and Jack’s lips parted, a wanton sound escaping as Ianto darted his tongue out teasing slightly. Jack moaned in earnest and Ianto knew what Jack wanted, to have Ianto invade his mouth and their tongues meet and battle for dominance.
Ianto stopped as soon as he started, standing up straight and looking down at Jack who sat, leaning back, legs parted, wanting him. Ianto’s gaze swept over Jack’s body in a teasingly seductive manner, making Jack want to throw him over the desk and shag him senseless then and there.
“Remember no whining Jack. You whine and you get nothing tonight,” Ianto warned and backed away from Jack grabbing his coffee mug and tray. He had begun to open Jack’s door when Ianto heard a grumble from behind Jack’s desk.
“Fine.”
Ianto could hear the pout in his voice, he loved it when Jack pouted, but sometimes that man was just too nosey for his own good.
Ianto simply smiled at Gwen as he made his way down the steps to deposit the tray and his mug in the kitchenette. Once in the kitchen, he tapped his earpiece to Jack’s private line and said, “Grumbling is also whining, sir.”
Jack leaned back in his chair, his head dropping back and mouth falling slightly open, he could still feel Ianto’s lips tingle against his and see the promise his look had held. With that thought, Jack knew he was going to be in for one hell of a night, as long as he could not whine for the rest of the day. This is no small task for a guy like Jack.
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Ianto left the kitchen and gave a tiny nod to Gwen as he made his way through the Hub. Exiting through the Cog door, he headed up to the Tourist Office. It felt strange, Ianto hadn’t been up there in a while, not since before Martha, before Owen and the second risen mitten, looking around the small office he noted that it use a good cleaning and organizing.
Although he was just doing his job, Ianto knew that Jack liked to watch him up through the CCTV, the one weakness was the black spot in the back room. He and Gwen would have to go behind the beaded curtain to get away from Jack’s prying eyes.
After surveying the “office” Ianto went straight to the computer and brought up the CCTV feed for Jack’s office. Watching Jack push papers around his desk, he could tell that Jack was doing everything but working. Ianto chuckled to himself and was willing to bet good money that it wouldn’t be long until Jack would check up on him. Not 10 seconds went by when Jack moved back to his computer and after a few automatic clicks Ianto found himself watching Jack watching himself. Typical he muttered.
As long as Jack wasn’t checking on Gwen it was good. Green really isn’t Jack’s colour, Ianto thought smirking to himself. An image of Jack popped into his mind; Jack spread out before him, his eyes half closed with anticipation and lust in his eyes. Ianto took a deep breath and adjusted himself slightly and grinned. He knew the perfect “punishment” for Jack’s whining.
Ianto was so caught up in his thoughts he didn’t notice Gwen standing behind him.
“Ianto?” Gwen whispered, causing Ianto to jump. Ianto spun around looking slightly guilty. Gwen couldn’t help but giggle at his expression and soon they were both laughing.
“Trying to give me a heart attack?” Ianto asked playfully.
“Well you wouldn’t have been startled if you were paying attention. Do I get the impression that you were distracted by a certain Captain?” Gwen tilted her head at the monitor still displaying the CCTV feed.
Ianto smiled then lowered his voice, “Speaking of; shall we?” Ianto motioned for her to move behind the counter and to the back room.
“Love, I think he’s spotted us.”
Ianto glanced from the monitor to the camera in the corner of the room, “Just smile and wave.” Ianto advised.
“Why?”
“Our esteemed leader was suffering from the green-eyed monster earlier; I think he deserves to suffer for a bit. So can I ask why we are up here and away from the rest of the team?”
“Well!” Gwen looked around and up at the camera smiling, “I’m so glad you asked love.” She pushed past him and through the beaded curtain, dragging him after her. As soon as they were behind the curtain, they knew that Jack was downstairs pounding his fists on his desk. “I want to do Christmas in July,” she announced once they were completely in the back room.
One side of Ianto’s mouth quirked up and he raised an eyebrow questioningly, “Why?”
“You’ve seen it, we’re in a rut. Our whole morale has been down in the dumps since my wedding and I just thought a pint or two at the pub, decorations, Secret Santa, might be good fun. Just think no aliens, no hiding what we do, we could almost call it normal.” Gwen looked up at Ianto with puppy dog eyes and he chuckled softly. “What?” she asked looking like a puppy who had just been kicked and Ianto laughed louder.
“No, no, sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I think it’s a lovely idea Gwen. We could all do with a nice dose of normalcy. But really do you think we can convince the others to go along with this?”
“Well, I thought that you could work on Jack giving us the night off.”
“And how do you suppose I do that?” Ianto asked although he already had a good idea how to get Jack on board.
“I don’t know, use your manly ways on him,” Gwen laughed, “I’ll work on getting Owen to come along. I’m pretty sure I can get Tosh to agree and then we can tag team Owen.”
“Alright. Sounds like a plan.”
“Right, and I was thinking, for the Secret Santa, maybe you could organise who gets who because lord knows you are better at keeping secrets.”
“This is true,” Ianto agreed.
“I don’t suppose telling Jack this is like a game would help?” Gwen suggested.
“If Jack thinks that this is a game, he’ll want to turn into Naked Hide and Seek.” Ianto replied giving Gwen a pointed look, they both knew that it was true.
“Seeing you and Jack playing Naked Hide and Seek is a bad thing?” Gwen teased, laughing as she recalled stumbling onto their activities as they’d found each other in the hothouse. Ianto blused and playfully smacked Gwen’s arm.
“NO, no Naked Hide and Seek,” he said wondering how a moment so good could turn so quickly into a moment he wished could be banished from their memories. He quickly changed the subject. “Should I add Rhys to the list of people for the Secret Santa? It would even out the numbers.”
Gwen’s smile lit up the small room, “That would be wonderful love. I think Rhys secretly likes to spend time with everyone here. Makes him feel James Bond-ish. We just have to make sure that he and Jack don’t kill each other.”
“That may be easier said then done.”
“Well we’ve got some time to work on it.”
“Maybe if Jack’s good, I’ll give him a reward.” Ianto pondered out loud and Gwen snorted.
“Too much information, Ianto.”
“Sorry,” Ianto smiled, slightly blushing. He didn’t feel very sorry. Putting his work face back on, “Well you best be back downstairs before Jack has a jealous fit.”
“Thanks so much love. This is going to be great fun.” she said kissing him on the cheek. With a smile on her face, she bounced out of the back room and pressed the button opening up the secret doorway.
As soon as Gwen entered the main part of the Hub, Jack breezed past her strutting out of the Hub and towards the Tourist Office. The cog door had barely closed when he broke into a run, the elevator taking too long, he bounded up the stairs. By the time he arrived outside the front office Jack was slightly out of breath. He took a breath and composed himself before entering the office.
Ianto was behind the desk and appeared to be counting the stock of flyers for Cardiff Bay, taking no notice of Jack’s grand entrance.
“So, what did Gwen want?”
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Ianto glanced up at Jack and shook his head in disbelief, “What? Jealous that Gwen and I can have a conversation without you?”
“Maybe.” Jack looked away and Ianto couldn’t help but think that Jack looked like a defiant five year old.
“Why?”
“Because it usually means she is up to no good,” Jack explained and Ianto could hear the pride in his voice.
“Jack,” Ianto said calmly, “That was in the past. Just let it be.”
“Why should I?”
“I’ve warned you what will happen if you keep whining.” Ianto’s tone was deadpanned but Jack could hear the threat in his voice and his eyes widened in shock.
“You wouldn’t,” he gasped.
“Really? Do you want to put that to the test? And it would be a real shame…” Ianto trailed off and Jack looked at him questioningly. “I had a great punishment lined up for your earlier whining,” he explained with a smirk.
“Fine,” Jack pouted. He stood there for a moment but when Ianto simply returned to his stocktaking, Jack slowly made his way back down to the Hub. As he entered through the cog door Gwen snuck a quick look at him and silently chuckled to herself. ‘Ianto must have threatened to withhold sex or something to cause that look,’ she thought. It was one of the reasons Gwen trusted Ianto so much, she knew he could keep a secret and take it with him to his grave. Gwen looked back to the police reports as Jack reached his office and the silence in the Hub was broken by a slamming door.
Ianto watched Jack continue to sulk through the CCTV and laughed, he loved that he had this effect on Jack. Jack had lived for hundreds of years and Ianto could reduce him to acting like a five year old. Looking away from the screen, Ianto moved to tidy the tourist office. He couldn’t believe he had let it get to this state, not that anyone ever came in, but Ianto liked the place to be presentable.
As Ianto mindlessly picked up brochures and put them away, his thoughts began to wander, ‘It’s going to be one hell of a night, that’s for sure. Jack won’t know what hit him.’ Looking up at the clock Ianto groaned in frustration when he realized that there was approximately 3.2 hours until the rest of the team left. Sighing he went into the back to grab a notebook and pen, flipping the notebook open he began to plan “Gwen’s Christmas in July Celebration”.
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‘Mistletoe, definitely mistletoe,’ Ianto thought to himself as he hurriedly scribbled mistletoe onto his list.
Ianto was making a list of decorations for the boardroom. He wanted the usually professional boardroom to be transformed into a cozy welcoming room to come back too after dinner at the pub. After looking over his list again and satisfied with the results so far, Ianto logged onto the internet to search for a nice pub close by that served full meals. After a couple minutes of searching he found one that had a “Christmas in July” type meal, serving ham and other goodies one would find at Christmas. “Perfect,” Ianto said aloud, quite pleased with himself and hit Print so he could show this to Gwen. ‘If we are able to pull this off, this is going to be a good thing for the team. Especially for Tosh and Owen.’
‘Now about Jack…’, Ianto kept thinking. He had a pretty good idea of ways to “punish” Jack, but to convince Jack to have a team night out plus Rhys at the pub was a whole different type of game. ‘Maybe if I get him when he’s exhausted from sex, he’ll agree to anything.’ Ianto furrowed his brows into a deeper thought, maybe he could turn this all into a game after all.
Ianto was deep in thought about Jack’s punishment and how to convince him he didn’t even notice Gwen who had come back up to the tourist office and was on her way out. “Ianto?”
“What?” Ianto jumped as he was startled out of his fantasies.
“You OK?”
“Yep.” He answered shortly, but the blush obviously as it crossed his face. “Just thinking about how to persuade Jack to… come on board.”
“Oh God, I don’t need to know.”
“Who said I was telling?” he winked. “By the way, I was wanting to find some decorations.” As he pulled out his notebook and showed Gwen his list, she put a huge smile on her face.
“Oh that’s a great idea love. I’ll have a look around at home and see what I can find. Where do you want to keep everything?”
“Archives,” Ianto said without batting an eyelid. “Jack wouldn’t dare enter without permission.” Gwen smiled at this knowing the archives were Ianto’s pride and joy. Jack would never search them unless… well Gwen got her mind out of the gutter and smiled again.
“Right, good idea,” she said a bit hurriedly, making sure Ianto didn’t catch her slightly blushing since she was thinking about what he and Jack could do in the those archives. “Well I’m off. Meeting Rhys for dinner. Ok, see you tomorrow, bye.”
“Give Rhys my best,” he said as Gwen was halfway out the door.
She turned around and gave a little wave, “Will do.”
As Gwen was walking down by the bay, she started to chuckle and wonder what kind of trouble Jack was in for tonight, she briefly wondered if she should bring something soft in for Jack to sit on in the morning. Smiling, she shook the thoughts from her mind and focused on her night with Rhys.
Ianto feigned interest in his work whilst waiting for Tosh and Owen to leave. H did not have to wait long. 30 minutes later he and Jack were the only two left. Ianto remained in the tourist office a good hour longer while, he finished the last of his work. He made a mental note to never let the office get this messy again. He was smirking as he finished up knowing that Jack would be getting more impatient by the minute, wondering what the heck was taking Ianto so long. Taking one last look at the CCTV feed, Ianto shut down the computer and locked up the tourist office.
Taking a deep breath and straightening his tie Ianto made his way down to the Hub.
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The lights in the main section of the Hub had been dimmed and Ianto could clearly see the light on in Jack’s office. He glanced around and wondered if he could make a list of items he would need that night. With his list compiled and filed safely in his mind he walked over to the kitchenette to brew a couple mugs of his “industrial strength coffee. Ianto smirked, Jack was definitely going to need it tonight.
With the coffee slowly cooling in the mugs, Ianto placed them on a tray and made his way up to Jack’s office. He entered without knocking and sat the tray down on Jack’s desk.
“Coffee, sir.”
“Thank you,” Jack replied flashing him his Captain Jack Harkness smile. “Just what the doctor ordered.”
‘You have no idea’ Ianto thought. “Is that so?” Ianto replied, arching an eyebrow. He began to mentally calculate what he could take from the medical bay without Owen noticing.
“Ianto.”
A wicked grin formed as the words “Yes Jack?” came out of his mouth and Jack knew instantly that Ianto was about to take charge and all he could do was to sit back and enjoy the ride.
“May I ask what you’re thinking about?”
Ianto met his gaze dead on, “Me, you, down in your hole, shagging like there’s no tomorrow. I’m in charge, I do what I want when I want. Say no to this right now and I leave. Neither of us get what we want. Is that clear?”
“Crystal,” Jack replied.
“Good. Drink up then, and before this goes any further please tell me your safe word.”
“But…”
“No protesting, Jack. If you don’t tell me we won’t continue.”
“Fine.” Jack walked over to Ianto and whispered “Myfanwy”
Ianto snorted silently and tried not to laugh. A bloody pterodactyl as a safe word. Ianto made a mental note to look up the names of psychologists if Jack chose Janet or Weevil as his next safe word.
“Okay,” replied Ianto.
They sat in silence drinking their coffee. All Jack could think about was what Ianto would do to him tonight. It almost sounded like they were going to try something new and Jack liked new things. Being a 51st century man there was not a whole lot which was new, but Ianto had found ways to surprise him in the past and he imagined that tonight would be no different.
Ianto noticed that Jack’s eyes had glazed over, “What are you thinking about?” he barked sharply snapping Jack out of his daze.
“Nothing. Sir,” Jack replied adding the Sir after a slight hesitation as he realized that the game had started.
“Now, now… Tell the truth.”
“Yes, Sir. I was thinking about tonight. You always come up with ways to surprise me.” Jack peeked at Ianto and quickly added “Sir” to the end of his sentence.
“You have no idea,” Ianto winked. “Finish up that coffee. Games to play, work to do.” Ianto watched carefully as Jack swallowed the last of the liquid. With that Ianto got up and gathered the empty mugs and tray and began to leave Jack’s office. He had items to gather for tonight.
Before he left Jack on his own Ianto turned and gave Jack a once over. Jack had to bite back a moan, Ianto’s lingering gaze on his body always made Jack’s cock twitch. Tonight was no exception.
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Once Ianto had left, Jack made his way down to his quarters, he got down on his knees with his hands behind his head like a good submissive. Jack didn’t think that Ianto would be able to completely dominate him but the “You have no idea” comment had Jack wondering and waiting. Ianto had been dominant a couple times and Jack knew that he looked fantastic doing it, but he could also tell that Ianto had been a little nervous about it. But something seemed different tonight and it had Jack completely excited. Ianto was intoxicating on his own, but when he had power it was unlike anything Jack ever experienced.
After what Jack calculated to be ten minutes, he began to get restless. Ianto had not returned and he was starting to wonder where he was. Jack wondered if Ianto was doing the dishes as he knew Ianto could not leave anything messy for too long.
As Jack was in his quarters waiting and wondering, Ianto was indeed downstairs doing the dishes. Once he finished with the dishes he headed toward the medical bay to swipe some items for tonight. One of those drawers housed a brand new unopened lab coat Ianto figured Owen wouldn’t miss, he moved around the bay collecting a couple pairs of rubber gloves (just for the sound effect of slapping it on), a stethoscope, and a long q-tip.
With his goodies, he made his way back up to Jacks office. As he entered he noted the silence. ‘Good, Jack is being a good boy.’ Ianto thought. He quickly stripped off his clothes and put the new lab coat on. He then grabbed a bag and began to put in the other items he’d taken from the medical bay so Jack wouldn’t know what was coming. After fixing the lab coat, Ianto reached for his tie, knowing it would make a wonderful blindfold. Jack loved the feel of silk on his skin while dominated.
Making his way over the manhole and peering down, Ianto could see that Jack was being a good submissive already having assumed the position. “Looks good,” Ianto purred. Jack peered up slightly to see Ianto dressed in nothing but a lab coat and he grinned knowing that this is going to be a completely different game.
“What are you grinning at?” Ianto barked as he made his way down the ladder to Jacks quarters.
“Just thinking about how you always surprise me Sir.”
“And do you know why I’m your doctor for tonight?”
Jack thought long and hard and could not come up with a reason as to why Ianto would want to play “doctor”.
“No, sir I do not know why I am being treated tonight.” Jack watched as Ianto’s eyes narrowed slightly and a smirk graced his lips.
“Earlier you said ‘Just what the doctor ordered.’ I figured it would be a nice play on words.”
Jacks eyes widened in surprise and arousal. He loved Ianto’s attention to details.
“Strip,” Ianto ordered, his tone harsh.
“Yes, sir. May I stand up to strip?” Jack asked.
“Yes.”
Jack stood slowly giving his legs time to regain feeling as he had been kneeling for a good half hour before he just stood up. Once standing, he slipped his arms through his braces and un-tucked his shirts. He began to unbutton his dress shirt, one button at a time, painfully slow, knowing that it would drive Ianto nuts.
“Get on with it,” Ianto growled, raising his voice.
Jack sped up his finger-work and finished unbuttoning his shirt in record speed. After the shirt was open he pulled it off and his t-shirt with it. He began to undo his belt when he heard, “Stop!”
Jack looked up to Ianto, he was frozen in position, standing as straight as possible, a noticeable bulge in his pants.
Ianto reached out and ran his hands up and down Jacks chest his short nails scraping Jack’s skin. Ianto was careful to avoid Jack’s nipples, which were growing harder with each passing stroke of Ianto’s hands.
Jack let out a low growl in response to the touch, but before he could growl again, Ianto cut him off, “None of that,” and he continued his assault on Jack’s body. When he was satisfied with the touch, Ianto leaned in and forcibly grabbed Jack’s left nipple with his teeth. Jack hissed and then moaned as the pain turned into pleasure. After sucking, nibbling, and licking for a couple of minutes Ianto took the other nipple into his mouth and repeated the same process.
Once satisfied, Ianto pulled away and ordered Jack to continue.
“Yes, sir.”
Jack returned to un-buckle his belt and pulled it through the loops of his pants. He went to throw it on the floor but Ianto stopped him. “No,” he held out his hand, “Give it to me.”
Jack did as he was told and once the belt was in Ianto’s hands he placed it quickly in the bag. Ianto nodded at Jack and Jack then quickly continued to strip. He unbuttoned his pants and then slowly pulled down the fly. Jack bit back a groan of satisfaction when he was released from his pants, his cock throbbing, he wiggled his arse ever so slightly to allow his pants to fall down to his ankles.
Ianto stared at Jack and contemplated breaking the game and simply ravishing him right there. He snapped out of it quickly and barked, “Boxers.”
“Yes, sir.”
With his boxers removed Jack stood before him stark naked. He assumed the submissive position and waited.
“Up,” Ianto orderd.
Jack stood up and looked Ianto straight in the eye. “The ladder.” Jack walked over to the ladder and waited. Ianto got out the belt from the bag, “Hands over your head.” Ianto ordered as he removed the belt from the bag. Before Jack knew what was happening, Ianto had his hands tied up expertly with the belt. They were tight enough that Jack couldn’t wiggle away, but lose enough that Ianto knew they wouldn’t hurt him.
“Boy, do you know why you are tied up tonight?”
“I was being a jealous prat and started to whine when I shouldn’t have.”
“Very good…” Ianto paused, feigning thought, “Do you know what I think?”
“No Sir. What do you think Sir?” Jack looked up at Ianto’s eyes, not quite knowing where this was going.
“After your punishment tonight, one night when the Rift participates the whole team is to have the night off. We are going to go for food and drinks at the local pub.”
Jack’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Gwen put you up to this didn’t she?” he asked then hissed as Ianto quickly tightened his bonds.
“Did I say you could speak?”
“No, Sir. I’m sorry Sir.” Jack apologised, hanging his head in shame.
“Apology accepted, and no, Gwen did not put me up to this at all.” Ianto broke out of character, “I just figured a night at the pub would be great. We’d have to include Rhys though,” he said staring at Jack. “Don’t say a word. I know you don’t like him but he’s a part of the team in a not so daily way.” Ianto shook off his friendly attitude and reached down and pulled the tie from the bag. “So. What do you say?”
“Fine, sir. You get your way.”
“There’s a good boy,” Ianto smiled, “Now I’m going to blindfold you with this delicious red silk tie.”
Jack’s mouth fell open and he moaned slightly but it wasn’t loud enough for Ianto to hear as he delicately placed the tie over Jack’s eyes.
“You look so helpless in this position. But I know you love it. So, Mr. Harkness, Just what seemes to be the problem with you today? You don’t look all that sick.”
“Obsessive whining… Sir.”
“Ah, yes. I see that is a curable condition, you should be fine after a few spanks and a quick once over.”
Ianto reached down into the bag and pulled out a pair of rubber exam gloves. He put each one on with a nice loud snap. It was loud enough to make any patient twitch. Then without warning, Ianto smacked Jack’s left arse cheek. He then quickly blew on the skin, causing Jack to squirm.
“Don’t Move.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Then again with no warning, Ianto gave Jack’s other cheek a thwack. Jack made a grimacing sound and Ianto quickly removed his gloves and soothed his behind by placing quick kisses along his buttocks and down his thighs.
“Sir, I believe you were going to give me a once over.”
“Right.” Ianto pulled the stethoscope out of the bag and placed the head on Jack’s chest. “Hmm… Breathing appears shallow and heart rate is increased. Otherwise all is well.” Ianto went about placing the stethoscope on other places along Jack’s body and Jack didn’t even notice Ianto pick up the q-tip. “So Jack, do you think you have learned your lesson?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good, cause now I am going to shag you senseless.”
Jack was beginning to think that the game might be over when he felt a little pressure at the tip of his cock. “What the fuck?” Ianto gave him a look. “Sir.”
“It’s just a q-tip. I didn’t go in your leaking slit completely. Just getting some of that pre-come off. I need you to be ready, able to surrender to the sensation. Before I do this.” On the last word Ianto dropped to his knees and took Jack’s throbbing member into his mouth sucking lightly and smiling as he heard Jack gasp in surprise. Ianto flicked out his tongue and licked Jack from the base of his shaft to the tip of his cock, dipping his tongue into the slit. Jack tensed at the flick of Ianto’s tongue, feeling his balls tighten slightly, his mouth fell open and his head dropped back as he completely gave himself over to his lover.
Ianto expertly stroked his tongue up and down the length of Jack’s cock, one hand lightly stroking Jack’s balls. Ianto took a deep breath then released it relaxing his throat, taking Jack’s length completely into his mouth. Ianto suppressed that moment of feeling like he’s being chocked and sucked in a breath over Jack’s cock. He heard Jack groan, and Ianto released Jack’s cock from his mouth for a second and then quickly took it back in again, and after a couple of sucks and swirls and a teasing of his balls, Jack tensed slightly and came with a raging pulse. Jack shouted Ianto’s name in the process and Ianto remained kneeling swallowing Jack, drinking up every last drop and helping him through the aftershocks of his orgasm.
When Jack’s cock was softened, Ianto released it from his mouth and Jack whimpered slightly at the loss of heat. Ianto made his way up Jack’s body, trailing butterfly kisses over Jack’s stomach and chest until he reached his lips. Ianto kissed Jack softly at first before parting Jack’s lips with his tongue, deepening the kiss. Jack could taste himself in Ianto’s mouth. Whilst still kissing Jack, Ianto made quick work of the belt holding Jack to the ladder, releasing him and slowly guiding Jack to the bed. The silent observation was noted and the game was over.
With his hands free, Jack removed his blindfold, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the light. Jack focused on Ianto and saw that Ianto was positively glowing in a lab coat.
“You make being a doctor, so sexy,” Jack murmured.
“Do I?”
“Yes. Now it’s my turn to make up for being jealous earlier.”
“Really?”
“Of course.” Jack stroked Ianto’s still hard cock, “We can’t let this go to waste.”
“Has anyone ever told you, you’re a genius,” Ianto chuckled?
Jack pushed Ianto back onto the bed, opening the button on the lab coat, he took in the sight of Ianto murmuring “beautiful”. Jack placed little kisses all over Ianto’s chest as he moved his fingers through the fine hairs on Ianto’s chest and found his nipples hard as rocks.
“Uhhh” was all Ianto could verbalise as Jack’s tongue began to flick at each nipple, Ianto lost all coherent thought. All Ianto was aware of was the sensations running through his body. Fingers and a tongue exploring with great detail, though they were missing a very important part of his body. Ianto thrust his hips up in an attempt to grind into Jack his poor neglected cock needing attention, Jack pushed Ianto’s hips back down onto the bed and whispered, “Good things come to those who wait.”
“If you don’t do something soon I’m just going to come without you,” Ianto snarked.
Jack laughed and moved his head down towards Ianto’s stomach. He blew lightly on it causing the hairs to stand up and Ianto shivered. Without warning, Jack dipped his tongue into Ianto’s belly button.
Ianto gave a cry of pleasure at the warm sensation of Jack’s tongue in his belly button followed by the cool air of the room. “Further south,” Ianto whined.
“Look whose whining now.”
“At least I’m not a jealous prat.”
“Fine.” With that Jack continued to assault Ianto’s body, leaving his leaking cock neglected. Ianto tried to shimmy his hand down in an attempt to touch his cock. It didn’t work, Jack was too smart and quickly had Ianto’s hands trapped within his own.
After a few more teasing licks, Jack took the head of Ianto’s cock and swirled it in his mouth. He pressed his tongue into the slit causing Ianto to writhe with pleasure. Jack could tell that Ianto was on the brink of no returned and pulled Ianto’s throbbing member so he could readjust himself so he could take all of Ianto in. In one fell swoop he lapped up Ianto’s cock, sucking it like it was his favorite food, which in a way it was. An instant later, Ianto was coming inside Jack’s mouth and Jack worked him through his orgasm sucking him dry.
“That was fantastic,” Jack whispered, “The whole night was amazing Ianto.” Jack placed soft loving kisses all around Ianto’s neck and face before ending up on his lips.
“Thanks,” Ianto murmured.
“I think you need to be in charge more often. You are always full of surprises.” Ianto blushed. It was an automatic reaction to the praise.
“We need to get cleaned up,” Ianto motioned to their bodies, the practical side of him taking over as he started to get up.
“If we get in the shower, I can’t promise a shower is all we will do, and you are exhausted.”
“Fine.” Ianto dug around and found some of the wipes Jack kept in his drawer and they cleaned themselves up. Once clean they snuggled with each other until Ianto fell asleep with Jack watching over him.
The next morning both men woke a little sore. Jack was more sore than normal as they had fallen asleep without putting some soothing cream on Jack’s ass. They moved to the showers and quickly washed, as Jack had hit the snooze button quite a few times before they actually got up. Some kissing and touching went on in the shower but nothing major and neither man ended up with a hard on when the shower was over. Ianto knew the rest of the team was going to be here soon.
“I’m impressed Jack.”
“At what?”
“We made it through a shower and we didn’t end up shagging.”
“It is an impressive feat,” Jack murmured nibbling at a spot below Ianto’s ear which caused his knees to buckle slightly.
“Don’t,” Ianto warned, although his body thrummed with want and lust, morning sex was never a good idea as it made them hornier throughout the day. “I am walking out of this shower and getting dressed and making coffee. And I am not bringing it down here. Is that understood?
“Yes, Sir.” Jack replied mock saluting him and he let Ianto go get ready for the day.
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Twenty minutes later Ianto was out in the kitchenette starting the morning coffee when Gwen walked in.
“Ianto,” she called.
“Yes.”
“I’ve got something for you know what,” she whispered and handed him a box of decorations.
“That’s wonderful Gwen,” Ianto replied peering into the box and seeing mistletoe, garland, and other little things to make the boardroom perfect. “I’ll sort it later. I’ve got to get the coffee done. Got a little behind.”
Gwen snorted at that line and Ianto looked at her with a puzzled expression until he realized what he said, and laughed along with her. “Nope, no morning sex, but you know last night…” Ianto trailed off.
“Ianto, don’t need to know. By the way when did you become so open about sex?”
“Well considering what you’ve seen, I figure I can be a little more open with you.”
“Thanks, I think,” Gwen replied.
“But I did get us the night off,” Ianto said grinning.
“Fantastic love.”
“Oh, yeah,” Gwen said pulling a fluffy pillow out of the box. “I brought this for Jack. I figured he might need it to sit on this morning.”
“Thanks,” Ianto blushed. I’ll go take this and his coffee up to him before the others arrive. We don’t need Owen busting his balls about being whipped or a softie.
“No, we don’t need that. By the way, I’ll just take this to the archives then. I promise I won’t touch anything. You can’t be two places at once and you know Owen, he’s going to want to sulk about not having your coffee as soon as he gets in.
Ianto looked in the direction of the archives, weighing up his options. “Right,” Ianto said rolling his eyes. “Thanks,” he gave in and let Gwen into his domain.
“No, thank you, Ianto. I couldn’t have done this much without you.” They both went their separate ways with Gwen taking the box down to the archives and Ianto heading up to Jack’s office with a fluffy pillow and a cup of coffee, brewed to industrial strength.
Ianto walked up and into Jack’s office without knocking and just saw Jack standing there.
“Is everything OK?,” Ianto said as he put down the pillow and coffee and went to Jack’s side.
“Everything’s fine. Just a little sore that’s all.”
Ianto blushed. “Sorry about that, Sir.”
“Don’t be. It was a great night.”
“Umm. Gwen brought you this.”
“Thanks… I think. How did she know I’d need a fluffy pillow?”
“I might have said I was going to punish you for whining and being jealous. Plus the fact that we saw you on the CCTV fuming.”
“Oh.”
“Green still isn’t your color, Sir. So I’d figure I’d bring this up before the others got here. You don’t want Owen busting on you.”
“Good idea. By the way is Gwen mad at me?”
“Nope.”
“Good.”
“I’ve got to go and make the rest of the coffee. Take a seat and pretend to work on that pile of papers.”
“I’ll have you know I actually do work here!” Jack pouted but let Ianto help him to his seat and then Ianto leaned in and gave him a loving kiss. Jack wanted to deepen the kiss but knew that Ianto wouldn’t have any of that especially when coffee’s on the line.
Ianto left the office and headed back down to the kitchenette. He was starting the rest of the morning’s coffee as Gwen walked back from the archives.
“All done,” she replied.
“Thanks.”
“No problem. So when are we going to the pub?”
“I’m calling today and making a reservation. Then I’m planning on working out the details for the Secret Santa.”
“Fantastic! I can’t wait to tell Rhys about it all.” She smiled and at that moment they heard the cog door open and Owen walked in.
“Hey Tea-boy, you could have at least waited till I was down in the medical bay to get the coffee started. I don’t like smelling it anymore.”
“Yeah, cause the world revolves around you,” Ianto snarked and he just rolled his eyes as he pulled out a tray and some biscuits and placed the freshly brewed mugs of coffee on the tray and Gwen followed with the biscuits.
Ianto placed Gwen’s mug at her desk first and then placed Tosh’s on her desk, even though she wasn’t there yet.
Ianto went down to the medical bay and just left a mug near the entry so Owen could smell it. That’ll teach him to bitch about not drinking coffee anymore. Chuckling silently to himself, Ianto made his way back up to the workstations and noticed that Tosh had arrived. Tosh and Gwen were whispering and giggling and Ianto wondered if they were talking about the dinner and the night off and how to get Owen to go along, being a dead man walking he didn’t care to go out to places where eating and drinking were involved. Ianto simply smiled at the ladies and decided to head up to the Tourist Office to see if he could make those reservations at the pub.
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Once up in the tourist office, Ianto opened it up for business and logged onto the computer. He pulled up the website for the pub and called to make the necessary reservations for 6 for that Friday night, checking everyone’s calendars and that they were all free. They lady on the phone was extremely nice and booked them into the pubs back room so they could have a more private meal. Ianto thanked her, glad it was now organised.
“Gwen,” Ianto inquired accessing her private line on the comms? “Come up here when you get the chance.”
Gwen looked up at the CCTV camera, giving a small nod as she knew that Ianto would be watching the feed.
It took her less than five minutes to arrive, “Yes, Ianto?”
“Just wanted to let you know that reservations are booked for Friday evening.”
“Brilliant, that was fast.
“Yep. I am going to get started on the Secret Santa items now. Do you want to help?”
“No, that’s okay, I’ll leave it in your capable hands.”
“Ok.”
“Thanks for asking though, love. I’d best get back to Tosh, she’s going to convince Owen it’ll be good for him to get out and not brood so much.
“Good idea.”
Gwen smiled before heading back down to the hub to talk to Tosh. Once Gwen had left Ianto began to make a list in his notebook about who to pair people with for the Secret Santa. Ianto picked Rhys for himself, as he knew Jack would have a fit if he had to buy Rhys something. He picked Owen for Rhys to buy something, as he figured they really didn’t know each other that well it could work, and the fact that Jack would never accept anything from Rhys also had something to do with it. It took Ianto just under an hour to contemplate and complete the perfect Secret Santa list. Just as Ianto was about to head back down to the hub to see if Gwen and Tosh convinced Owen yet, he was stalled by an elderly couple who entered the tourist office asking for information on Mermaid Quay. Pulling out a couple brochures and handed them to the couple. They thanked him for the information and headed out on their way. ‘That was a close call. Talking to tourists isn’t all that bad, however they do usually like to talk, talk, talk’, thought Ianto. Checking to make sure no one else was coming Ianto closed the office and made his way back down to the hub.
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Once downstairs Ianto went to Jack’s office to check on him. “How’s your arse?” Ianto asked.
“Feels good, pillow helps.”
“Good to know.”
“Why did Gwen go up to the tourist office again?” Jack asked casually.
“Spying on staff again Jack?” Ianto met his stare and did not let it go, “I had to update her on something from yesterday.”
“Which was?”
“Jack, it doesn’t concern you and it’s absolutely none of your business.” Jack opened his mouth to object but Ianto cut him off, “Don’t even think about pouting or whining. I’ll put you on decaf.”
Jack’s eyes widened in horror, “You wouldn’t?”
“Try me.”
“Ok, fine. I won’t ask anymore.”
“Good. Oh, by the way, you know how you gave us the night off soon? I’ve made reservations at the pub for all of us for this Friday. The lady even gave us a back room, so it could be more private.
“Why are you doing this?” Jack asked curiously.
“A little team bonding over something that was non-alien never hurt anyone. Just remember if you’re a good boy, you’ll get a very special dessert.”
“Really?” Jack’s interest perked up immediately.
“Really. I’ve got to head down to the archives, to sort some boxes out. The piles just keep getting bigger and bigger.”
“Ok,” Jack sighed. He wanted to do more with Ianto but knew the archives were Ianto’s baby and nothing can come between then, not even Jack. Ianto gave Jack a quick kiss and left his office.
Before heading to the archives, once downstairs Ianto collected everyone’s mug from the morning coffee, even the one he placed to piss off Owen.
“Real funny tea boy,” Owen said giving a slight chuckle.
He took the dishes into the kitchenette to wash them. While he was there, deciding he needed to talk to Gwen, Ianto called her to the kitchenette.
“Gwen?” Ianto called.
“Yes, Ianto,” she replied walking into the kitchenette.
“For work, I seen to be out of bin liners, I need you to get some while I am archiving. For our plan, have you and Tosh got Owen on board, so I can start handing out names?”
“Almost. Tosh is working on it now.” Ianto and Gwen looked out from the kitchenette to see Tosh talking to Owen, and Owen had a slight scowl on his face, but Tosh seemed to be pleading with him to just go along and that it would be fun.
“Right, Ianto you need bin liners and I need some hard candies for my desk. I’ll go get them while you are updating the archives.
“Thanks, Gwen,” Ianto stated a little loudly so that people, namely Jack wouldn’t think anything odd. Gwen was turning to leave the kitchenette when Tosh walked over to them.
“Owen’s a prat! I swear, if he wasn’t already dead, I think I might try and kill him! Though I have convinced him to make an appearance Friday.”
“That’s great! Gwen glanced at Ianto, wondering how they would convince him back to the hub afterwards. “We need to get him to stay the whole night though. We’ve got a couple days to work on that.”
“I know. Well, it’s not like he can go out looking to get drunk and shag,” Tosh murmured quietly. The three of them began to giggle as they really didn’t expect Tosh to say that, but Tosh has become bolder since Owen’s ‘death’.
Tosh turned and went back to her station, she wanted to work on some language translation software. Whilst doing some research the other night she had found a new language that even Jack could decipher, so she was eager to find information on what it was.
Gwen yelled out to Jack and Owen asking if they needed anything from Tesco’s. Two distinctive “no’s” replied from their respective places.
Gwen left to go to Tesco’s and Ianto exited the kitchenette. Tosh looked at him and asked, “Why didn’t you go to Tesco’s?”
“Archiving.”
Tosh looked at him questioningly.
“Seriously, Jack’s in a sour mood today.”
“That’s true. I haven’t seen him out of his office yet. Have fun down there, though I’ve got a feeling it just won’t be the same without Jack,” she called out after him.
Ianto chuckled as he walked away, he paused and turned back, “You mean, I’ll actually be able to get some work done?” He then turned and continued down towards the archives, a smirk gracing his mouth.
Christmas in July - part 2
Author: bandgeek01
Original Prompt Number: 4
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Owen and Tosh but not (Owen/Tosh)
Summary Gwen wants Christmas in July and needs Ianto’s help. Can they pull it off without the team whining and complaining?
Rating:NC-17 for a couple scenes
Word Count: 16,297
Disclaimer: Russell T. Davies is the almighty one who created the characters. The BBC owns them. I am merely playing with them for my own procrastination purposes. I intend to return them in near perfect condition. I am by no means making any money off of this.
Warnings: Slight Medical Fetish, nothing out of the ordinary or totally gross, Dom!Ianto, Mild spanking (like two spanks), Jack and Ianto dressing up during sex as something I can’t say which will give away something.
Spoilers Season 2, but before Exit Wounds
Author’s Notes: This is my first full fic with a prompt and what not, I hope I didn’t stray too much. I’ve enjoyed writing this greatly. And in my world Owen can smell, and if I missed something about him eating I apologize. I thought I got them all and also in my world Captain John said the sex, sex, sex line in Ep. 1.
Beta: G
It was a calm afternoon, the Rift was quiet and everyone appeared to be busy with menial tasks like paperwork and cleaning.
Gwen Cooper-Williams was bored.
She knew she could be checking over police reports, but she was bored. Sitting at her desk, Gwen watched everyone else typing away at their desks when she was struck with the perfect idea. She couldn’t help the smile that was beginning to spread across her face, but quickly stilled her expression and made sure no one else saw, especially Owen as he would more likely tease her for fantasizing about Rhys during work again. Her idea was just the thing to help the team get out of the “Summer Blues” rut they had been in ever since her wedding.
Standing up, Gwen made her way to the kitchenette where Ianto was washing out coffee mugs. “Ianto,” she greeted.
“Gwen,” Ianto nodded in response, “Coffee’s on its way. After I finish washing the mugs, I’ll put the next pot on,” he reassured her.
“Oh, I wasn’t coming to ask about the coffee.”
“Oh. What is it then? Everything OK with Rhys?” Ianto looked concerned and Gwen smiled at him warmly before checking to see if the were out of earshot.
“Yeah, everything’s fine, love. I just had an idea and I need your help that’s all. I’ll meet you in the tourist office after you get this coffee sorted. I’ve got an idea to get everyone out of this funk we seem to be in and I’ll need your help to pull it off.” She reveled, flashing him her trademark grin.
“Me?” Ianto asked raising his eyebrow.
“Of course. Your organizational skills are impeccable. I’d be lost without you. Gwen chuckled and gave Ianto a quick peck on the cheek. “You aren’t the only one who’s lost without me.” Ianto thought. As Gwen turned to head out of the kitchen she turned back smiling slyly, “Now that you mention it, I could murder a cup of coffee.”
Ianto just rolled his eyes and said, “Coming.”
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“Ianto!” Jack could be heard bellowing from his office. “Where’s my coffee?”
Ianto peered around from the kitchenette and looked up at Jack while tapping his earpiece. “If you want your coffee, don’t yell for me. Use the comms, please. Also did people stop using common courtesy in the 51st Century?” The last bit was said with a slight snark, which had the rest of rest of the team stifling giggles, and trying not to look at Jack.
Ianto turned back to his coffee machine to start the afternoon coffee, he pulled out some freshly ground coffee beans and put them in the machine to let it work its magic. While the coffee was brewing, he pulled out a tray and placed everyone’s mugs on it. He was looking for some biscuits when all of a sudden he heard a “Pssst” sound in his ear. At first he thought it was just some static, as Tosh had been playing around with some kind of alien frequency modulator that had been giving them all random static noises in their comms for the past week. But then the noise got slightly louder with a bit more. “Psssst, Ianto,” it went. Rolling his eyes he pressed his earpiece to the private line and replied, “What?” Ianto was slightly annoyed knowing it was Jack.
“Where’s my coffee?”
“It will be ready in a moment.”
“I want it now.”
“I’m coming.”
“Without me?” Jack replied. Ianto knew Jack was grinning while saying that line, and as Ianto swore silently to himself knowing he had left himself open for that response.
“Why do I get the distinct feeling that we are no longer talking about the same thing?”
“Hi, Captain Jack Harkness speaking, nice to meet you.” Even from the kitchen Ianto could tell that Jack was in his office giving the famous Harkness grin and wink.
“You do realise that once you let me go, you’ll get your coffee sooner, and you may even get a quick snog.”
The clicking off of Jack’s comm. was the last thing Ianto heard in his ear. He just chuckled to himself and finished making the coffee and poured it into everyone’s mugs.
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Ianto distributed the coffee to each team member, moving quickly around their workstations and receiving various replies.
“What took so long?” Owen grumbled.
“Thank you,” Tosh nodded, muttering softly and smiling.
“Ianto, don’t forget,” Gwen said softly giving a look and motioning upstairs.
“Forget what?” bellowed Jack from his office. Both Gwen and Ianto looked up to Jack’s office then to each other with a silent agreement.
“Nothing,” Ianto called upstairs. “Trust me Gwen. I haven’t forgotten.” He then bent over and whispered, “Come up to the tourist office, five minutes after you see me head up. That way it doesn’t seem so suspicious, though I think Jack has it out for us already. Also just come up, no checking your watch.”
“Will do,” she whispered back as she was taking a sip of her coffee. Raising her voice back to normal, she said “Coffee’s really good this afternoon. Is it new?”
“Yes, it is. Thanks for noticing. I mixed a couple different blends that I recently purchased.”
“Well it’s wonderful love.” Gwen’s praise made Ianto blush, as he started to make his way up towards Jack’s office. Either Tosh or Owen had not noticed or didn’t think it was odd that Ianto and Gwen were quite obviously closer. The events surrounding Gwen’s wedding and Ianto transformation into a “Wedding Fairy” had strengthened their friendship and brought them closer than ever before.
Jack had noticed. He always felt a twinge of jealousy whenever Ianto spent a prolonged time with anyone else.
As Ianto entered Jack’s office, he couldn’t help but blurt out, “So why were you whispering to Gwen?”
“Private matter.” replied Ianto as he turned and closed the door. Setting the tray down on Jack’s desk, he handed him his coffee. “Your coffee sir.”
Jack accepted his cup and took a sip, “But I want to know what you and Gwen were talking about,” he pouted. “Thanks for the coffee, though.”
“If you insist on whining, you aren’t going to get anything,” Ianto said. A look of lust is burning in his eyes, he moved around to where Jack was sitting and captured Jack’s lips with his. Tilting Jack’s head slightly, Ianto knew he had the upper hand and Jack’s lips parted, a wanton sound escaping as Ianto darted his tongue out teasing slightly. Jack moaned in earnest and Ianto knew what Jack wanted, to have Ianto invade his mouth and their tongues meet and battle for dominance.
Ianto stopped as soon as he started, standing up straight and looking down at Jack who sat, leaning back, legs parted, wanting him. Ianto’s gaze swept over Jack’s body in a teasingly seductive manner, making Jack want to throw him over the desk and shag him senseless then and there.
“Remember no whining Jack. You whine and you get nothing tonight,” Ianto warned and backed away from Jack grabbing his coffee mug and tray. He had begun to open Jack’s door when Ianto heard a grumble from behind Jack’s desk.
“Fine.”
Ianto could hear the pout in his voice, he loved it when Jack pouted, but sometimes that man was just too nosey for his own good.
Ianto simply smiled at Gwen as he made his way down the steps to deposit the tray and his mug in the kitchenette. Once in the kitchen, he tapped his earpiece to Jack’s private line and said, “Grumbling is also whining, sir.”
Jack leaned back in his chair, his head dropping back and mouth falling slightly open, he could still feel Ianto’s lips tingle against his and see the promise his look had held. With that thought, Jack knew he was going to be in for one hell of a night, as long as he could not whine for the rest of the day. This is no small task for a guy like Jack.
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Ianto left the kitchen and gave a tiny nod to Gwen as he made his way through the Hub. Exiting through the Cog door, he headed up to the Tourist Office. It felt strange, Ianto hadn’t been up there in a while, not since before Martha, before Owen and the second risen mitten, looking around the small office he noted that it use a good cleaning and organizing.
Although he was just doing his job, Ianto knew that Jack liked to watch him up through the CCTV, the one weakness was the black spot in the back room. He and Gwen would have to go behind the beaded curtain to get away from Jack’s prying eyes.
After surveying the “office” Ianto went straight to the computer and brought up the CCTV feed for Jack’s office. Watching Jack push papers around his desk, he could tell that Jack was doing everything but working. Ianto chuckled to himself and was willing to bet good money that it wouldn’t be long until Jack would check up on him. Not 10 seconds went by when Jack moved back to his computer and after a few automatic clicks Ianto found himself watching Jack watching himself. Typical he muttered.
As long as Jack wasn’t checking on Gwen it was good. Green really isn’t Jack’s colour, Ianto thought smirking to himself. An image of Jack popped into his mind; Jack spread out before him, his eyes half closed with anticipation and lust in his eyes. Ianto took a deep breath and adjusted himself slightly and grinned. He knew the perfect “punishment” for Jack’s whining.
Ianto was so caught up in his thoughts he didn’t notice Gwen standing behind him.
“Ianto?” Gwen whispered, causing Ianto to jump. Ianto spun around looking slightly guilty. Gwen couldn’t help but giggle at his expression and soon they were both laughing.
“Trying to give me a heart attack?” Ianto asked playfully.
“Well you wouldn’t have been startled if you were paying attention. Do I get the impression that you were distracted by a certain Captain?” Gwen tilted her head at the monitor still displaying the CCTV feed.
Ianto smiled then lowered his voice, “Speaking of; shall we?” Ianto motioned for her to move behind the counter and to the back room.
“Love, I think he’s spotted us.”
Ianto glanced from the monitor to the camera in the corner of the room, “Just smile and wave.” Ianto advised.
“Why?”
“Our esteemed leader was suffering from the green-eyed monster earlier; I think he deserves to suffer for a bit. So can I ask why we are up here and away from the rest of the team?”
“Well!” Gwen looked around and up at the camera smiling, “I’m so glad you asked love.” She pushed past him and through the beaded curtain, dragging him after her. As soon as they were behind the curtain, they knew that Jack was downstairs pounding his fists on his desk. “I want to do Christmas in July,” she announced once they were completely in the back room.
One side of Ianto’s mouth quirked up and he raised an eyebrow questioningly, “Why?”
“You’ve seen it, we’re in a rut. Our whole morale has been down in the dumps since my wedding and I just thought a pint or two at the pub, decorations, Secret Santa, might be good fun. Just think no aliens, no hiding what we do, we could almost call it normal.” Gwen looked up at Ianto with puppy dog eyes and he chuckled softly. “What?” she asked looking like a puppy who had just been kicked and Ianto laughed louder.
“No, no, sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I think it’s a lovely idea Gwen. We could all do with a nice dose of normalcy. But really do you think we can convince the others to go along with this?”
“Well, I thought that you could work on Jack giving us the night off.”
“And how do you suppose I do that?” Ianto asked although he already had a good idea how to get Jack on board.
“I don’t know, use your manly ways on him,” Gwen laughed, “I’ll work on getting Owen to come along. I’m pretty sure I can get Tosh to agree and then we can tag team Owen.”
“Alright. Sounds like a plan.”
“Right, and I was thinking, for the Secret Santa, maybe you could organise who gets who because lord knows you are better at keeping secrets.”
“This is true,” Ianto agreed.
“I don’t suppose telling Jack this is like a game would help?” Gwen suggested.
“If Jack thinks that this is a game, he’ll want to turn into Naked Hide and Seek.” Ianto replied giving Gwen a pointed look, they both knew that it was true.
“Seeing you and Jack playing Naked Hide and Seek is a bad thing?” Gwen teased, laughing as she recalled stumbling onto their activities as they’d found each other in the hothouse. Ianto blused and playfully smacked Gwen’s arm.
“NO, no Naked Hide and Seek,” he said wondering how a moment so good could turn so quickly into a moment he wished could be banished from their memories. He quickly changed the subject. “Should I add Rhys to the list of people for the Secret Santa? It would even out the numbers.”
Gwen’s smile lit up the small room, “That would be wonderful love. I think Rhys secretly likes to spend time with everyone here. Makes him feel James Bond-ish. We just have to make sure that he and Jack don’t kill each other.”
“That may be easier said then done.”
“Well we’ve got some time to work on it.”
“Maybe if Jack’s good, I’ll give him a reward.” Ianto pondered out loud and Gwen snorted.
“Too much information, Ianto.”
“Sorry,” Ianto smiled, slightly blushing. He didn’t feel very sorry. Putting his work face back on, “Well you best be back downstairs before Jack has a jealous fit.”
“Thanks so much love. This is going to be great fun.” she said kissing him on the cheek. With a smile on her face, she bounced out of the back room and pressed the button opening up the secret doorway.
As soon as Gwen entered the main part of the Hub, Jack breezed past her strutting out of the Hub and towards the Tourist Office. The cog door had barely closed when he broke into a run, the elevator taking too long, he bounded up the stairs. By the time he arrived outside the front office Jack was slightly out of breath. He took a breath and composed himself before entering the office.
Ianto was behind the desk and appeared to be counting the stock of flyers for Cardiff Bay, taking no notice of Jack’s grand entrance.
“So, what did Gwen want?”
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Ianto glanced up at Jack and shook his head in disbelief, “What? Jealous that Gwen and I can have a conversation without you?”
“Maybe.” Jack looked away and Ianto couldn’t help but think that Jack looked like a defiant five year old.
“Why?”
“Because it usually means she is up to no good,” Jack explained and Ianto could hear the pride in his voice.
“Jack,” Ianto said calmly, “That was in the past. Just let it be.”
“Why should I?”
“I’ve warned you what will happen if you keep whining.” Ianto’s tone was deadpanned but Jack could hear the threat in his voice and his eyes widened in shock.
“You wouldn’t,” he gasped.
“Really? Do you want to put that to the test? And it would be a real shame…” Ianto trailed off and Jack looked at him questioningly. “I had a great punishment lined up for your earlier whining,” he explained with a smirk.
“Fine,” Jack pouted. He stood there for a moment but when Ianto simply returned to his stocktaking, Jack slowly made his way back down to the Hub. As he entered through the cog door Gwen snuck a quick look at him and silently chuckled to herself. ‘Ianto must have threatened to withhold sex or something to cause that look,’ she thought. It was one of the reasons Gwen trusted Ianto so much, she knew he could keep a secret and take it with him to his grave. Gwen looked back to the police reports as Jack reached his office and the silence in the Hub was broken by a slamming door.
Ianto watched Jack continue to sulk through the CCTV and laughed, he loved that he had this effect on Jack. Jack had lived for hundreds of years and Ianto could reduce him to acting like a five year old. Looking away from the screen, Ianto moved to tidy the tourist office. He couldn’t believe he had let it get to this state, not that anyone ever came in, but Ianto liked the place to be presentable.
As Ianto mindlessly picked up brochures and put them away, his thoughts began to wander, ‘It’s going to be one hell of a night, that’s for sure. Jack won’t know what hit him.’ Looking up at the clock Ianto groaned in frustration when he realized that there was approximately 3.2 hours until the rest of the team left. Sighing he went into the back to grab a notebook and pen, flipping the notebook open he began to plan “Gwen’s Christmas in July Celebration”.
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‘Mistletoe, definitely mistletoe,’ Ianto thought to himself as he hurriedly scribbled mistletoe onto his list.
Ianto was making a list of decorations for the boardroom. He wanted the usually professional boardroom to be transformed into a cozy welcoming room to come back too after dinner at the pub. After looking over his list again and satisfied with the results so far, Ianto logged onto the internet to search for a nice pub close by that served full meals. After a couple minutes of searching he found one that had a “Christmas in July” type meal, serving ham and other goodies one would find at Christmas. “Perfect,” Ianto said aloud, quite pleased with himself and hit Print so he could show this to Gwen. ‘If we are able to pull this off, this is going to be a good thing for the team. Especially for Tosh and Owen.’
‘Now about Jack…’, Ianto kept thinking. He had a pretty good idea of ways to “punish” Jack, but to convince Jack to have a team night out plus Rhys at the pub was a whole different type of game. ‘Maybe if I get him when he’s exhausted from sex, he’ll agree to anything.’ Ianto furrowed his brows into a deeper thought, maybe he could turn this all into a game after all.
Ianto was deep in thought about Jack’s punishment and how to convince him he didn’t even notice Gwen who had come back up to the tourist office and was on her way out. “Ianto?”
“What?” Ianto jumped as he was startled out of his fantasies.
“You OK?”
“Yep.” He answered shortly, but the blush obviously as it crossed his face. “Just thinking about how to persuade Jack to… come on board.”
“Oh God, I don’t need to know.”
“Who said I was telling?” he winked. “By the way, I was wanting to find some decorations.” As he pulled out his notebook and showed Gwen his list, she put a huge smile on her face.
“Oh that’s a great idea love. I’ll have a look around at home and see what I can find. Where do you want to keep everything?”
“Archives,” Ianto said without batting an eyelid. “Jack wouldn’t dare enter without permission.” Gwen smiled at this knowing the archives were Ianto’s pride and joy. Jack would never search them unless… well Gwen got her mind out of the gutter and smiled again.
“Right, good idea,” she said a bit hurriedly, making sure Ianto didn’t catch her slightly blushing since she was thinking about what he and Jack could do in the those archives. “Well I’m off. Meeting Rhys for dinner. Ok, see you tomorrow, bye.”
“Give Rhys my best,” he said as Gwen was halfway out the door.
She turned around and gave a little wave, “Will do.”
As Gwen was walking down by the bay, she started to chuckle and wonder what kind of trouble Jack was in for tonight, she briefly wondered if she should bring something soft in for Jack to sit on in the morning. Smiling, she shook the thoughts from her mind and focused on her night with Rhys.
Ianto feigned interest in his work whilst waiting for Tosh and Owen to leave. H did not have to wait long. 30 minutes later he and Jack were the only two left. Ianto remained in the tourist office a good hour longer while, he finished the last of his work. He made a mental note to never let the office get this messy again. He was smirking as he finished up knowing that Jack would be getting more impatient by the minute, wondering what the heck was taking Ianto so long. Taking one last look at the CCTV feed, Ianto shut down the computer and locked up the tourist office.
Taking a deep breath and straightening his tie Ianto made his way down to the Hub.
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The lights in the main section of the Hub had been dimmed and Ianto could clearly see the light on in Jack’s office. He glanced around and wondered if he could make a list of items he would need that night. With his list compiled and filed safely in his mind he walked over to the kitchenette to brew a couple mugs of his “industrial strength coffee. Ianto smirked, Jack was definitely going to need it tonight.
With the coffee slowly cooling in the mugs, Ianto placed them on a tray and made his way up to Jack’s office. He entered without knocking and sat the tray down on Jack’s desk.
“Coffee, sir.”
“Thank you,” Jack replied flashing him his Captain Jack Harkness smile. “Just what the doctor ordered.”
‘You have no idea’ Ianto thought. “Is that so?” Ianto replied, arching an eyebrow. He began to mentally calculate what he could take from the medical bay without Owen noticing.
“Ianto.”
A wicked grin formed as the words “Yes Jack?” came out of his mouth and Jack knew instantly that Ianto was about to take charge and all he could do was to sit back and enjoy the ride.
“May I ask what you’re thinking about?”
Ianto met his gaze dead on, “Me, you, down in your hole, shagging like there’s no tomorrow. I’m in charge, I do what I want when I want. Say no to this right now and I leave. Neither of us get what we want. Is that clear?”
“Crystal,” Jack replied.
“Good. Drink up then, and before this goes any further please tell me your safe word.”
“But…”
“No protesting, Jack. If you don’t tell me we won’t continue.”
“Fine.” Jack walked over to Ianto and whispered “Myfanwy”
Ianto snorted silently and tried not to laugh. A bloody pterodactyl as a safe word. Ianto made a mental note to look up the names of psychologists if Jack chose Janet or Weevil as his next safe word.
“Okay,” replied Ianto.
They sat in silence drinking their coffee. All Jack could think about was what Ianto would do to him tonight. It almost sounded like they were going to try something new and Jack liked new things. Being a 51st century man there was not a whole lot which was new, but Ianto had found ways to surprise him in the past and he imagined that tonight would be no different.
Ianto noticed that Jack’s eyes had glazed over, “What are you thinking about?” he barked sharply snapping Jack out of his daze.
“Nothing. Sir,” Jack replied adding the Sir after a slight hesitation as he realized that the game had started.
“Now, now… Tell the truth.”
“Yes, Sir. I was thinking about tonight. You always come up with ways to surprise me.” Jack peeked at Ianto and quickly added “Sir” to the end of his sentence.
“You have no idea,” Ianto winked. “Finish up that coffee. Games to play, work to do.” Ianto watched carefully as Jack swallowed the last of the liquid. With that Ianto got up and gathered the empty mugs and tray and began to leave Jack’s office. He had items to gather for tonight.
Before he left Jack on his own Ianto turned and gave Jack a once over. Jack had to bite back a moan, Ianto’s lingering gaze on his body always made Jack’s cock twitch. Tonight was no exception.
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Once Ianto had left, Jack made his way down to his quarters, he got down on his knees with his hands behind his head like a good submissive. Jack didn’t think that Ianto would be able to completely dominate him but the “You have no idea” comment had Jack wondering and waiting. Ianto had been dominant a couple times and Jack knew that he looked fantastic doing it, but he could also tell that Ianto had been a little nervous about it. But something seemed different tonight and it had Jack completely excited. Ianto was intoxicating on his own, but when he had power it was unlike anything Jack ever experienced.
After what Jack calculated to be ten minutes, he began to get restless. Ianto had not returned and he was starting to wonder where he was. Jack wondered if Ianto was doing the dishes as he knew Ianto could not leave anything messy for too long.
As Jack was in his quarters waiting and wondering, Ianto was indeed downstairs doing the dishes. Once he finished with the dishes he headed toward the medical bay to swipe some items for tonight. One of those drawers housed a brand new unopened lab coat Ianto figured Owen wouldn’t miss, he moved around the bay collecting a couple pairs of rubber gloves (just for the sound effect of slapping it on), a stethoscope, and a long q-tip.
With his goodies, he made his way back up to Jacks office. As he entered he noted the silence. ‘Good, Jack is being a good boy.’ Ianto thought. He quickly stripped off his clothes and put the new lab coat on. He then grabbed a bag and began to put in the other items he’d taken from the medical bay so Jack wouldn’t know what was coming. After fixing the lab coat, Ianto reached for his tie, knowing it would make a wonderful blindfold. Jack loved the feel of silk on his skin while dominated.
Making his way over the manhole and peering down, Ianto could see that Jack was being a good submissive already having assumed the position. “Looks good,” Ianto purred. Jack peered up slightly to see Ianto dressed in nothing but a lab coat and he grinned knowing that this is going to be a completely different game.
“What are you grinning at?” Ianto barked as he made his way down the ladder to Jacks quarters.
“Just thinking about how you always surprise me Sir.”
“And do you know why I’m your doctor for tonight?”
Jack thought long and hard and could not come up with a reason as to why Ianto would want to play “doctor”.
“No, sir I do not know why I am being treated tonight.” Jack watched as Ianto’s eyes narrowed slightly and a smirk graced his lips.
“Earlier you said ‘Just what the doctor ordered.’ I figured it would be a nice play on words.”
Jacks eyes widened in surprise and arousal. He loved Ianto’s attention to details.
“Strip,” Ianto ordered, his tone harsh.
“Yes, sir. May I stand up to strip?” Jack asked.
“Yes.”
Jack stood slowly giving his legs time to regain feeling as he had been kneeling for a good half hour before he just stood up. Once standing, he slipped his arms through his braces and un-tucked his shirts. He began to unbutton his dress shirt, one button at a time, painfully slow, knowing that it would drive Ianto nuts.
“Get on with it,” Ianto growled, raising his voice.
Jack sped up his finger-work and finished unbuttoning his shirt in record speed. After the shirt was open he pulled it off and his t-shirt with it. He began to undo his belt when he heard, “Stop!”
Jack looked up to Ianto, he was frozen in position, standing as straight as possible, a noticeable bulge in his pants.
Ianto reached out and ran his hands up and down Jacks chest his short nails scraping Jack’s skin. Ianto was careful to avoid Jack’s nipples, which were growing harder with each passing stroke of Ianto’s hands.
Jack let out a low growl in response to the touch, but before he could growl again, Ianto cut him off, “None of that,” and he continued his assault on Jack’s body. When he was satisfied with the touch, Ianto leaned in and forcibly grabbed Jack’s left nipple with his teeth. Jack hissed and then moaned as the pain turned into pleasure. After sucking, nibbling, and licking for a couple of minutes Ianto took the other nipple into his mouth and repeated the same process.
Once satisfied, Ianto pulled away and ordered Jack to continue.
“Yes, sir.”
Jack returned to un-buckle his belt and pulled it through the loops of his pants. He went to throw it on the floor but Ianto stopped him. “No,” he held out his hand, “Give it to me.”
Jack did as he was told and once the belt was in Ianto’s hands he placed it quickly in the bag. Ianto nodded at Jack and Jack then quickly continued to strip. He unbuttoned his pants and then slowly pulled down the fly. Jack bit back a groan of satisfaction when he was released from his pants, his cock throbbing, he wiggled his arse ever so slightly to allow his pants to fall down to his ankles.
Ianto stared at Jack and contemplated breaking the game and simply ravishing him right there. He snapped out of it quickly and barked, “Boxers.”
“Yes, sir.”
With his boxers removed Jack stood before him stark naked. He assumed the submissive position and waited.
“Up,” Ianto orderd.
Jack stood up and looked Ianto straight in the eye. “The ladder.” Jack walked over to the ladder and waited. Ianto got out the belt from the bag, “Hands over your head.” Ianto ordered as he removed the belt from the bag. Before Jack knew what was happening, Ianto had his hands tied up expertly with the belt. They were tight enough that Jack couldn’t wiggle away, but lose enough that Ianto knew they wouldn’t hurt him.
“Boy, do you know why you are tied up tonight?”
“I was being a jealous prat and started to whine when I shouldn’t have.”
“Very good…” Ianto paused, feigning thought, “Do you know what I think?”
“No Sir. What do you think Sir?” Jack looked up at Ianto’s eyes, not quite knowing where this was going.
“After your punishment tonight, one night when the Rift participates the whole team is to have the night off. We are going to go for food and drinks at the local pub.”
Jack’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Gwen put you up to this didn’t she?” he asked then hissed as Ianto quickly tightened his bonds.
“Did I say you could speak?”
“No, Sir. I’m sorry Sir.” Jack apologised, hanging his head in shame.
“Apology accepted, and no, Gwen did not put me up to this at all.” Ianto broke out of character, “I just figured a night at the pub would be great. We’d have to include Rhys though,” he said staring at Jack. “Don’t say a word. I know you don’t like him but he’s a part of the team in a not so daily way.” Ianto shook off his friendly attitude and reached down and pulled the tie from the bag. “So. What do you say?”
“Fine, sir. You get your way.”
“There’s a good boy,” Ianto smiled, “Now I’m going to blindfold you with this delicious red silk tie.”
Jack’s mouth fell open and he moaned slightly but it wasn’t loud enough for Ianto to hear as he delicately placed the tie over Jack’s eyes.
“You look so helpless in this position. But I know you love it. So, Mr. Harkness, Just what seemes to be the problem with you today? You don’t look all that sick.”
“Obsessive whining… Sir.”
“Ah, yes. I see that is a curable condition, you should be fine after a few spanks and a quick once over.”
Ianto reached down into the bag and pulled out a pair of rubber exam gloves. He put each one on with a nice loud snap. It was loud enough to make any patient twitch. Then without warning, Ianto smacked Jack’s left arse cheek. He then quickly blew on the skin, causing Jack to squirm.
“Don’t Move.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Then again with no warning, Ianto gave Jack’s other cheek a thwack. Jack made a grimacing sound and Ianto quickly removed his gloves and soothed his behind by placing quick kisses along his buttocks and down his thighs.
“Sir, I believe you were going to give me a once over.”
“Right.” Ianto pulled the stethoscope out of the bag and placed the head on Jack’s chest. “Hmm… Breathing appears shallow and heart rate is increased. Otherwise all is well.” Ianto went about placing the stethoscope on other places along Jack’s body and Jack didn’t even notice Ianto pick up the q-tip. “So Jack, do you think you have learned your lesson?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good, cause now I am going to shag you senseless.”
Jack was beginning to think that the game might be over when he felt a little pressure at the tip of his cock. “What the fuck?” Ianto gave him a look. “Sir.”
“It’s just a q-tip. I didn’t go in your leaking slit completely. Just getting some of that pre-come off. I need you to be ready, able to surrender to the sensation. Before I do this.” On the last word Ianto dropped to his knees and took Jack’s throbbing member into his mouth sucking lightly and smiling as he heard Jack gasp in surprise. Ianto flicked out his tongue and licked Jack from the base of his shaft to the tip of his cock, dipping his tongue into the slit. Jack tensed at the flick of Ianto’s tongue, feeling his balls tighten slightly, his mouth fell open and his head dropped back as he completely gave himself over to his lover.
Ianto expertly stroked his tongue up and down the length of Jack’s cock, one hand lightly stroking Jack’s balls. Ianto took a deep breath then released it relaxing his throat, taking Jack’s length completely into his mouth. Ianto suppressed that moment of feeling like he’s being chocked and sucked in a breath over Jack’s cock. He heard Jack groan, and Ianto released Jack’s cock from his mouth for a second and then quickly took it back in again, and after a couple of sucks and swirls and a teasing of his balls, Jack tensed slightly and came with a raging pulse. Jack shouted Ianto’s name in the process and Ianto remained kneeling swallowing Jack, drinking up every last drop and helping him through the aftershocks of his orgasm.
When Jack’s cock was softened, Ianto released it from his mouth and Jack whimpered slightly at the loss of heat. Ianto made his way up Jack’s body, trailing butterfly kisses over Jack’s stomach and chest until he reached his lips. Ianto kissed Jack softly at first before parting Jack’s lips with his tongue, deepening the kiss. Jack could taste himself in Ianto’s mouth. Whilst still kissing Jack, Ianto made quick work of the belt holding Jack to the ladder, releasing him and slowly guiding Jack to the bed. The silent observation was noted and the game was over.
With his hands free, Jack removed his blindfold, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the light. Jack focused on Ianto and saw that Ianto was positively glowing in a lab coat.
“You make being a doctor, so sexy,” Jack murmured.
“Do I?”
“Yes. Now it’s my turn to make up for being jealous earlier.”
“Really?”
“Of course.” Jack stroked Ianto’s still hard cock, “We can’t let this go to waste.”
“Has anyone ever told you, you’re a genius,” Ianto chuckled?
Jack pushed Ianto back onto the bed, opening the button on the lab coat, he took in the sight of Ianto murmuring “beautiful”. Jack placed little kisses all over Ianto’s chest as he moved his fingers through the fine hairs on Ianto’s chest and found his nipples hard as rocks.
“Uhhh” was all Ianto could verbalise as Jack’s tongue began to flick at each nipple, Ianto lost all coherent thought. All Ianto was aware of was the sensations running through his body. Fingers and a tongue exploring with great detail, though they were missing a very important part of his body. Ianto thrust his hips up in an attempt to grind into Jack his poor neglected cock needing attention, Jack pushed Ianto’s hips back down onto the bed and whispered, “Good things come to those who wait.”
“If you don’t do something soon I’m just going to come without you,” Ianto snarked.
Jack laughed and moved his head down towards Ianto’s stomach. He blew lightly on it causing the hairs to stand up and Ianto shivered. Without warning, Jack dipped his tongue into Ianto’s belly button.
Ianto gave a cry of pleasure at the warm sensation of Jack’s tongue in his belly button followed by the cool air of the room. “Further south,” Ianto whined.
“Look whose whining now.”
“At least I’m not a jealous prat.”
“Fine.” With that Jack continued to assault Ianto’s body, leaving his leaking cock neglected. Ianto tried to shimmy his hand down in an attempt to touch his cock. It didn’t work, Jack was too smart and quickly had Ianto’s hands trapped within his own.
After a few more teasing licks, Jack took the head of Ianto’s cock and swirled it in his mouth. He pressed his tongue into the slit causing Ianto to writhe with pleasure. Jack could tell that Ianto was on the brink of no returned and pulled Ianto’s throbbing member so he could readjust himself so he could take all of Ianto in. In one fell swoop he lapped up Ianto’s cock, sucking it like it was his favorite food, which in a way it was. An instant later, Ianto was coming inside Jack’s mouth and Jack worked him through his orgasm sucking him dry.
“That was fantastic,” Jack whispered, “The whole night was amazing Ianto.” Jack placed soft loving kisses all around Ianto’s neck and face before ending up on his lips.
“Thanks,” Ianto murmured.
“I think you need to be in charge more often. You are always full of surprises.” Ianto blushed. It was an automatic reaction to the praise.
“We need to get cleaned up,” Ianto motioned to their bodies, the practical side of him taking over as he started to get up.
“If we get in the shower, I can’t promise a shower is all we will do, and you are exhausted.”
“Fine.” Ianto dug around and found some of the wipes Jack kept in his drawer and they cleaned themselves up. Once clean they snuggled with each other until Ianto fell asleep with Jack watching over him.
The next morning both men woke a little sore. Jack was more sore than normal as they had fallen asleep without putting some soothing cream on Jack’s ass. They moved to the showers and quickly washed, as Jack had hit the snooze button quite a few times before they actually got up. Some kissing and touching went on in the shower but nothing major and neither man ended up with a hard on when the shower was over. Ianto knew the rest of the team was going to be here soon.
“I’m impressed Jack.”
“At what?”
“We made it through a shower and we didn’t end up shagging.”
“It is an impressive feat,” Jack murmured nibbling at a spot below Ianto’s ear which caused his knees to buckle slightly.
“Don’t,” Ianto warned, although his body thrummed with want and lust, morning sex was never a good idea as it made them hornier throughout the day. “I am walking out of this shower and getting dressed and making coffee. And I am not bringing it down here. Is that understood?
“Yes, Sir.” Jack replied mock saluting him and he let Ianto go get ready for the day.
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Twenty minutes later Ianto was out in the kitchenette starting the morning coffee when Gwen walked in.
“Ianto,” she called.
“Yes.”
“I’ve got something for you know what,” she whispered and handed him a box of decorations.
“That’s wonderful Gwen,” Ianto replied peering into the box and seeing mistletoe, garland, and other little things to make the boardroom perfect. “I’ll sort it later. I’ve got to get the coffee done. Got a little behind.”
Gwen snorted at that line and Ianto looked at her with a puzzled expression until he realized what he said, and laughed along with her. “Nope, no morning sex, but you know last night…” Ianto trailed off.
“Ianto, don’t need to know. By the way when did you become so open about sex?”
“Well considering what you’ve seen, I figure I can be a little more open with you.”
“Thanks, I think,” Gwen replied.
“But I did get us the night off,” Ianto said grinning.
“Fantastic love.”
“Oh, yeah,” Gwen said pulling a fluffy pillow out of the box. “I brought this for Jack. I figured he might need it to sit on this morning.”
“Thanks,” Ianto blushed. I’ll go take this and his coffee up to him before the others arrive. We don’t need Owen busting his balls about being whipped or a softie.
“No, we don’t need that. By the way, I’ll just take this to the archives then. I promise I won’t touch anything. You can’t be two places at once and you know Owen, he’s going to want to sulk about not having your coffee as soon as he gets in.
Ianto looked in the direction of the archives, weighing up his options. “Right,” Ianto said rolling his eyes. “Thanks,” he gave in and let Gwen into his domain.
“No, thank you, Ianto. I couldn’t have done this much without you.” They both went their separate ways with Gwen taking the box down to the archives and Ianto heading up to Jack’s office with a fluffy pillow and a cup of coffee, brewed to industrial strength.
Ianto walked up and into Jack’s office without knocking and just saw Jack standing there.
“Is everything OK?,” Ianto said as he put down the pillow and coffee and went to Jack’s side.
“Everything’s fine. Just a little sore that’s all.”
Ianto blushed. “Sorry about that, Sir.”
“Don’t be. It was a great night.”
“Umm. Gwen brought you this.”
“Thanks… I think. How did she know I’d need a fluffy pillow?”
“I might have said I was going to punish you for whining and being jealous. Plus the fact that we saw you on the CCTV fuming.”
“Oh.”
“Green still isn’t your color, Sir. So I’d figure I’d bring this up before the others got here. You don’t want Owen busting on you.”
“Good idea. By the way is Gwen mad at me?”
“Nope.”
“Good.”
“I’ve got to go and make the rest of the coffee. Take a seat and pretend to work on that pile of papers.”
“I’ll have you know I actually do work here!” Jack pouted but let Ianto help him to his seat and then Ianto leaned in and gave him a loving kiss. Jack wanted to deepen the kiss but knew that Ianto wouldn’t have any of that especially when coffee’s on the line.
Ianto left the office and headed back down to the kitchenette. He was starting the rest of the morning’s coffee as Gwen walked back from the archives.
“All done,” she replied.
“Thanks.”
“No problem. So when are we going to the pub?”
“I’m calling today and making a reservation. Then I’m planning on working out the details for the Secret Santa.”
“Fantastic! I can’t wait to tell Rhys about it all.” She smiled and at that moment they heard the cog door open and Owen walked in.
“Hey Tea-boy, you could have at least waited till I was down in the medical bay to get the coffee started. I don’t like smelling it anymore.”
“Yeah, cause the world revolves around you,” Ianto snarked and he just rolled his eyes as he pulled out a tray and some biscuits and placed the freshly brewed mugs of coffee on the tray and Gwen followed with the biscuits.
Ianto placed Gwen’s mug at her desk first and then placed Tosh’s on her desk, even though she wasn’t there yet.
Ianto went down to the medical bay and just left a mug near the entry so Owen could smell it. That’ll teach him to bitch about not drinking coffee anymore. Chuckling silently to himself, Ianto made his way back up to the workstations and noticed that Tosh had arrived. Tosh and Gwen were whispering and giggling and Ianto wondered if they were talking about the dinner and the night off and how to get Owen to go along, being a dead man walking he didn’t care to go out to places where eating and drinking were involved. Ianto simply smiled at the ladies and decided to head up to the Tourist Office to see if he could make those reservations at the pub.
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Once up in the tourist office, Ianto opened it up for business and logged onto the computer. He pulled up the website for the pub and called to make the necessary reservations for 6 for that Friday night, checking everyone’s calendars and that they were all free. They lady on the phone was extremely nice and booked them into the pubs back room so they could have a more private meal. Ianto thanked her, glad it was now organised.
“Gwen,” Ianto inquired accessing her private line on the comms? “Come up here when you get the chance.”
Gwen looked up at the CCTV camera, giving a small nod as she knew that Ianto would be watching the feed.
It took her less than five minutes to arrive, “Yes, Ianto?”
“Just wanted to let you know that reservations are booked for Friday evening.”
“Brilliant, that was fast.
“Yep. I am going to get started on the Secret Santa items now. Do you want to help?”
“No, that’s okay, I’ll leave it in your capable hands.”
“Ok.”
“Thanks for asking though, love. I’d best get back to Tosh, she’s going to convince Owen it’ll be good for him to get out and not brood so much.
“Good idea.”
Gwen smiled before heading back down to the hub to talk to Tosh. Once Gwen had left Ianto began to make a list in his notebook about who to pair people with for the Secret Santa. Ianto picked Rhys for himself, as he knew Jack would have a fit if he had to buy Rhys something. He picked Owen for Rhys to buy something, as he figured they really didn’t know each other that well it could work, and the fact that Jack would never accept anything from Rhys also had something to do with it. It took Ianto just under an hour to contemplate and complete the perfect Secret Santa list. Just as Ianto was about to head back down to the hub to see if Gwen and Tosh convinced Owen yet, he was stalled by an elderly couple who entered the tourist office asking for information on Mermaid Quay. Pulling out a couple brochures and handed them to the couple. They thanked him for the information and headed out on their way. ‘That was a close call. Talking to tourists isn’t all that bad, however they do usually like to talk, talk, talk’, thought Ianto. Checking to make sure no one else was coming Ianto closed the office and made his way back down to the hub.
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Once downstairs Ianto went to Jack’s office to check on him. “How’s your arse?” Ianto asked.
“Feels good, pillow helps.”
“Good to know.”
“Why did Gwen go up to the tourist office again?” Jack asked casually.
“Spying on staff again Jack?” Ianto met his stare and did not let it go, “I had to update her on something from yesterday.”
“Which was?”
“Jack, it doesn’t concern you and it’s absolutely none of your business.” Jack opened his mouth to object but Ianto cut him off, “Don’t even think about pouting or whining. I’ll put you on decaf.”
Jack’s eyes widened in horror, “You wouldn’t?”
“Try me.”
“Ok, fine. I won’t ask anymore.”
“Good. Oh, by the way, you know how you gave us the night off soon? I’ve made reservations at the pub for all of us for this Friday. The lady even gave us a back room, so it could be more private.
“Why are you doing this?” Jack asked curiously.
“A little team bonding over something that was non-alien never hurt anyone. Just remember if you’re a good boy, you’ll get a very special dessert.”
“Really?” Jack’s interest perked up immediately.
“Really. I’ve got to head down to the archives, to sort some boxes out. The piles just keep getting bigger and bigger.”
“Ok,” Jack sighed. He wanted to do more with Ianto but knew the archives were Ianto’s baby and nothing can come between then, not even Jack. Ianto gave Jack a quick kiss and left his office.
Before heading to the archives, once downstairs Ianto collected everyone’s mug from the morning coffee, even the one he placed to piss off Owen.
“Real funny tea boy,” Owen said giving a slight chuckle.
He took the dishes into the kitchenette to wash them. While he was there, deciding he needed to talk to Gwen, Ianto called her to the kitchenette.
“Gwen?” Ianto called.
“Yes, Ianto,” she replied walking into the kitchenette.
“For work, I seen to be out of bin liners, I need you to get some while I am archiving. For our plan, have you and Tosh got Owen on board, so I can start handing out names?”
“Almost. Tosh is working on it now.” Ianto and Gwen looked out from the kitchenette to see Tosh talking to Owen, and Owen had a slight scowl on his face, but Tosh seemed to be pleading with him to just go along and that it would be fun.
“Right, Ianto you need bin liners and I need some hard candies for my desk. I’ll go get them while you are updating the archives.
“Thanks, Gwen,” Ianto stated a little loudly so that people, namely Jack wouldn’t think anything odd. Gwen was turning to leave the kitchenette when Tosh walked over to them.
“Owen’s a prat! I swear, if he wasn’t already dead, I think I might try and kill him! Though I have convinced him to make an appearance Friday.”
“That’s great! Gwen glanced at Ianto, wondering how they would convince him back to the hub afterwards. “We need to get him to stay the whole night though. We’ve got a couple days to work on that.”
“I know. Well, it’s not like he can go out looking to get drunk and shag,” Tosh murmured quietly. The three of them began to giggle as they really didn’t expect Tosh to say that, but Tosh has become bolder since Owen’s ‘death’.
Tosh turned and went back to her station, she wanted to work on some language translation software. Whilst doing some research the other night she had found a new language that even Jack could decipher, so she was eager to find information on what it was.
Gwen yelled out to Jack and Owen asking if they needed anything from Tesco’s. Two distinctive “no’s” replied from their respective places.
Gwen left to go to Tesco’s and Ianto exited the kitchenette. Tosh looked at him and asked, “Why didn’t you go to Tesco’s?”
“Archiving.”
Tosh looked at him questioningly.
“Seriously, Jack’s in a sour mood today.”
“That’s true. I haven’t seen him out of his office yet. Have fun down there, though I’ve got a feeling it just won’t be the same without Jack,” she called out after him.
Ianto chuckled as he walked away, he paused and turned back, “You mean, I’ll actually be able to get some work done?” He then turned and continued down towards the archives, a smirk gracing his mouth.
Christmas in July - part 2