Dessert
Title: Dessert
Author: Timelordshines
Characters: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2518
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Characters belong to RTD and the BBC - I’m just borrowing them.
Author's Note: No plot. Just smut. You have been warned.
Author's Note 2: This is for iantojjackh for listening to me moan and cheering me up when I felt down.
And for the comment that inspired this fic and for the beta.
I've re-worked it a bit since she looked at it though, so any mistakes are mine.
The waitress cleared her throat nervously. She didn’t want to interrupt the two men but she had been glancing over at their table for the last ten minutes trying to find a convenient time to go and clear their plates, but they were so wrapped up in each other she doubted there would ever be a right time.
On hearing the waitress, the couple startled. Ianto snatched his hand away from Jack’s and looked up, his cheeks colouring.
“I’m sorry Sirs,” the waitress stammered.
“That’s ok,” Jack said, turning the full force of his smile on her, “the meal was delicious. Thank you.”
The pretty young waitress smiled back shyly as she cleared their plates, “Can I get you the dessert menu? Or a coffee?”
Jack turned back to Ianto, an unspoken question in his eyes as he rubbed his foot slowly up his Welshman’s calf, unseen under the table. A minute shake of Ianto’s head and barely noticeable quickening in the pace of his breathing was all the answer Jack needed. He turned back to the waitress, “No, thank you. Could you just bring us the bill please?”
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Ianto fumbled with the key as the captain pressed up against him. The hardness pushing into the small of his back made it difficult for the younger man to concentrate. Jack snaked his arms around his lover’s body and palmed the hardness he found there. Ianto groaned and let his head fall back onto Jack’s shoulder, “You’re not helping sir,” he said.
Jack chuckled, the sound low and sexy in Ianto’s ear, sending more of his blood southwards. Ianto allowed himself a moment to enjoy his partner’s attentions, then gently removed his hand and pushed backwards to give himself space to concentrate on the lock.
Finally the door opened and the men practically fell through it in their eagerness to get inside. Jack kicked the door shut and launched himself at Ianto, but Ianto knew his partner too well and ducked out of his way, chuckling as he turned the tables and pinned Jack against the door locking their mouths together in a bruising kiss.
Eventually, Ianto pulled back breathing hard. Jack whimpered, his lips suddenly bereft of the warmth of his partner’s mouth, and tried to follow but Ianto kept him at a distance with his hands on Jack’s chest, keeping him pinned against the door with his thigh between his Captain’s legs “What?” Jack asked, noticing the mischievous look in his partner’s eye.
“You know, I’m kind of wishing we hadn’t passed up on dessert at the restaurant…” Ianto said.
“Huh? I thought you were as eager to get home as I was?” Jack asked, stilling the movement of his hips against Ianto’s.
Ianto quirked an eyebrow, “I was, but now I’m in the mood for something sweet.” He leaned forward and licked a stripe up his lover’s neck, before nibbling gently on his earlobe, and whispering “I won’t be long, you can go to the bedroom and get ready for me if you want?” then he ran his tongue around the shell of Jack’s ear, making the older man squirm and whimper and grab Ianto’s arse, pulling him close. Ianto ground shamelessly against Jack for a moment before pulling away and giving him a quick hard kiss. As Jack opened his mouth and flicked out his tongue to run it along Ianto’s lips, trying to convince the younger man to open up to him and deepen the kiss, Ianto stepped back out of his Captain’s embrace. Jack followed and Ianto took the opportunity to turn him towards the bedroom and smack his perfect arse, laughing at Jack’s over the top pretend yelp of surprise, before hurrying towards the kitchen.
Ianto opened the fridge and grinned in satisfaction when he saw the tub of cream. He poured the cream into a large jug, quickly adding the dark chocolate and other necessary ingredients and putting it into the microwave for two minutes.
He used the time to go to the bathroom and strip out of his suit, walking back to the kitchen stark naked. He glanced in on Jack as he passed the bedroom and was pleased to see he had done as he was told. He was sprawled on the bed, languidly stroking his cock. Ianto licked his lips and resisted the urge to tug on his own engorged member as he hurried back to the kitchen.
He took the jug of now hot cream out of the microwave and stirred it to dissolve the chocolate and complete the chocolate sauce. He stuck his finger in and tasted it. Perfect.
Ianto took the jug and went to his bedroom. He opened the door wide and leaned provocatively on the door frame, watching Jack and waiting for him to sense his presence. After a few seconds a lazy smile spread over Jack’s features and he opened his eyes, maintaining his slow rhythm. “Hello gorgeous,” he said.
“Hey,” Ianto breathed, momentarily overcome by the sight of his lover waiting for him so wantonly displayed.
Ianto pulled himself together. This was his game. He was in control. He caught Jack’s eye, dipped his finger into the jug of chocolate, then pulled it out and watched a single drip fall off the end before tilting his head back and closing his eyes as he sucked his finger into his mouth, licked it clean and removed it with a soft plop. He was rewarded with a low moan from the bed.
Ianto turned and looked at his partner through hooded eyes. Jack scrabbled backwards until he was sitting up against the pillows at the head of the bed as Ianto moved slowly across the room towards him. When Ianto reached the bed he climbed up and straddled the Captain’s thighs, dipping a finger once more into the warm chocolate sauce and offering it up to Jack who eagerly sucked it into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. Ianto couldn’t suppress his moan, his cock throbbing in hopeful anticipation of receiving the same treatment.
Ianto pulled his finger out and bent down to kiss his partner, chasing the bittersweet chocolate taste around his mouth. Eventually Ianto pulled away and knelt back on his heels watching Jack’s toned chest rising and falling as he considered his next move.
Jack gasped as Ianto trickled the warm sauce across his collar bone and drizzled it down the center of his chest. Setting the jug aside, Ianto bent down and looked up at his partner from under his eyelashes before darting his tongue into his belly button to lick up the end of his chocolate trail. “God, Ianto” Jack moaned, clutching Ianto’s head between his hands and massaging Ianto’s scalp as the younger man trailed his tongue upwards, lapping the sticky mess from his lover’s chest.
When he was satisfied that he had cleaned up every last drop of chocolate, Ianto licked across his lover’s lips begging for access which was immediately granted. Jack opened his mouth to Ianto’s probing tongue and shared the chocolate taste still lingering there.
Ianto groped blindly for the jug, dipping his fingers in and scooping out a generous dollop. He smeared it liberally up the Captain’s arm from palm to elbow, the gentle, sensuous touch causing Jack to moan into the kiss. Ianto swallowed his moans, before nipping his Captain’s bottom lip as their mouths parted and Ianto trailed nips and kisses down his partner’s neck and arm until he reached his goal and licked at the chocolate pooling in the sensitive crease of Jack’s elbow. Jack’s moans became wanton and he ran his hand through Ianto’s hair, his hips rising off the bed, desperately seeking friction. Ianto chuckled softly, enjoying making his lover come so completely undone like this, and licked the trail of chocolate down to Jack’s wrist, where he paused again, kissing, sucking and nibbling at the chocolate covered pulse point.
“Ianto, please” Jack begged.
The younger man looked up at him, a smile playing about his lips as he licked them free of chocolate, his eyes dark and lust blown. Ianto took Jack’s hand, with the chocolate sauce still pooled in the palm and wrapped it around the Captain’s own cock, encouraging him to resume the languid stroking that he had witnessed from the doorway and that had nearly completely undone the Welshman.
Jack groaned and let his head fall back on the pillow, so he didn’t see Ianto reach over for another scoop of warm sauce. Ianto drizzled the sweet sticky liquid over Jack’s balls, causing the other man to arch up and cry out “God, Ianto!”
Ianto grinned and allowed the chocolate to run down across Jack’s perineum, dipping his head to catch it on his tongue before it could stain the sheets, his tongue brushing against Jack’s sensitive hole.
Ianto smiled as he felt Jack tense momentarily at the unexpected touch and then relax and draw his feet up the bed, opening himself up and moving his hips to encourage Ianto to do it again. Ianto licked a broad wet stripe across the tight muscle, causing the Captain to moan and run his fingers gently through Ianto’s hair. He licked in ever decreasing circles around the hole until he felt Jack relax enough that he was able to thrust the point of his tongue inside. Jack’s hand tightened in his hair as he thrust back into Ianto’s tongue and forward into his own chocolate covered hand “Yes, God, Ianto! Please…” Jack cried.
Ianto continued his ministrations, his fingers digging into Jack’s thighs, leaving little crescent shaped bruises, but Jack was past caring.
When Ianto was sure that Jack was ready, he withdrew his tongue, the Captain whimpering at the loss. But the whimper turned to a moan of pleasure when Ianto ran his tongue up Jack’s perineum, sucking hard, removing all traces of the chocolate. When Ianto got to Jack’s balls and sucked first one, then the other into his mouth, drawing more and more obscene noises from his lover’s mouth, Jack couldn’t help himself and started pumping his cock harder, desperate for release. Ianto stopped what he was doing and gently placed his hand over his lover’s, slowing his movement. “Just hang on Jack, please? It will be worth it.” he asked, his accent thick with desire as he crawled up Jack’s body to claim his lips in a tender kiss.
Jack was beyond words. He simply moaned into the kiss and ran his clean hand through Ianto’s hair. Ianto pulled away and traced his fingers down the side of Jack’s flushed face. “So beautiful,” he whispered before leaning over and dipping his finger into the cooling chocolate again and offering it to Jack who sucked on it enthusiastically. As he did so Ianto finally gave into the temptation he had been resisting so hard. He waited until Jack opened his eyes and looked at him and then slowly ran his hand over his own chest, pausing briefly to tweak both of his nipples, before continuing down to cup his own balls, consciously avoiding his throbbing arousal. He fondled them gently and couldn’t suppress a shudder and a low moan at the twin sensations of his own hand and his lover’s mouth still doing delicious things to his finger.
Ianto couldn’t wait any longer. And judging by the sounds Jack was making and the way he was writhing on the bed beneath the Welshman, neither could he. Ianto pulled his finger from Jack’s mouth and replaced it briefly with a kiss as he reached over and opened the bedside drawer removing the ever present tube of lubricant and his secret weapon.
Ianto scooted back down the bed and kissed his way up Jack’s inner thigh. He licked his perineum and tongued softly at his balls as he gently removed Jack’s hand from his own shaft. Jack stilled the rocking of his hips, expecting to feel Ianto’s lips around him but was surprised when instead, Ianto slipped on a cock ring. Ianto lifted his head and made eye contact with the Captain, silently asking if it was alright. Jack smiled and returned his hand to gently stroking his engorged member.
“Thank you” Ianto smiled simply before ducking his head back down to continue his ministrations, returning his tongue to Jack’s hole, making the older man whimper as he licked the muscle, feeling it loosen.
Ianto opened the lube and squirted a generous amount into his hand, and warmed it before slowly inserting first one and then two fingers into Jack’s willing hole. He scissored his fingers, brushing against Jack’s prostrate, surprising the man into shouting out his pleasure “God, Ianto. Please, I need you.” Jack begged.
Ianto knelt back on his heels and squirted more lube into his hand. Then, finally, he wrapped his hand around his aching hardness.
Ianto had to bite his lip to keep from coming right then. The touch on his penis after denying it for so long, coupled with the sight of his lover so debauched beneath him was almost too much. Ianto took a deep steadying breath then slowly moved his hand, spreading the lube and preparing himself.
When he was ready, he locked eyes with Jack and lined himself up, then pushed inside with one long steady stroke, not stopping until he was fully seated, his balls pressing against Jack’s arse.
Jack leaned up and captured Ianto’s mouth in a kiss so tender it took the younger man’s breath away and brought a tear to his eye. Jack pulled back and gave Ianto a rare, small smile “Move” he whispered.
“I’m not going to last long.” Ianto admitted as he closed his eyes and began to thrust slowly into his partner taking care to hit his prostrate every time, both men grunting softly with the effort and Ianto biting his lip in concentration, trying to hold off.
Jack let go of his own cock and reached around to grab Ianto’s arse with both hands, leaving a chocolate hand print. He used his leverage to increase the pace and Ianto gratefully complied, giving in to his needs and pumping into his lover with abandon, chasing his climax. He opened his eyes and was immediately drowning in the deep blue depths of the immortal’s eyes gazing up at him. Ianto’s rhythm stuttered and he exploded inside his lover’s body, shuddering through his orgasm as Jack wrapped his arms around him and held him close.
As soon as Ianto was able, he kissed the Captain and then pulled out, moving down the bed until he was hovering with his mouth just inches above Jack’s swollen member. He looked up at his partner, and then swiftly removed the cock ring and swallowed him whole, hollowing his cheeks and sucking hard as he dragged his mouth up the shaft. Jack had been so on edge for so long that that was all it took. His whole body tensed and then he shouted his partner’s name and spurted his seed, the salty taste mingling with the chocolate in Ianto’s mouth.
Author: Timelordshines
Characters: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2518
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Characters belong to RTD and the BBC - I’m just borrowing them.
Author's Note: No plot. Just smut. You have been warned.
Author's Note 2: This is for iantojjackh for listening to me moan and cheering me up when I felt down.
And for the comment that inspired this fic and for the beta.
I've re-worked it a bit since she looked at it though, so any mistakes are mine.
The waitress cleared her throat nervously. She didn’t want to interrupt the two men but she had been glancing over at their table for the last ten minutes trying to find a convenient time to go and clear their plates, but they were so wrapped up in each other she doubted there would ever be a right time.
On hearing the waitress, the couple startled. Ianto snatched his hand away from Jack’s and looked up, his cheeks colouring.
“I’m sorry Sirs,” the waitress stammered.
“That’s ok,” Jack said, turning the full force of his smile on her, “the meal was delicious. Thank you.”
The pretty young waitress smiled back shyly as she cleared their plates, “Can I get you the dessert menu? Or a coffee?”
Jack turned back to Ianto, an unspoken question in his eyes as he rubbed his foot slowly up his Welshman’s calf, unseen under the table. A minute shake of Ianto’s head and barely noticeable quickening in the pace of his breathing was all the answer Jack needed. He turned back to the waitress, “No, thank you. Could you just bring us the bill please?”
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Ianto fumbled with the key as the captain pressed up against him. The hardness pushing into the small of his back made it difficult for the younger man to concentrate. Jack snaked his arms around his lover’s body and palmed the hardness he found there. Ianto groaned and let his head fall back onto Jack’s shoulder, “You’re not helping sir,” he said.
Jack chuckled, the sound low and sexy in Ianto’s ear, sending more of his blood southwards. Ianto allowed himself a moment to enjoy his partner’s attentions, then gently removed his hand and pushed backwards to give himself space to concentrate on the lock.
Finally the door opened and the men practically fell through it in their eagerness to get inside. Jack kicked the door shut and launched himself at Ianto, but Ianto knew his partner too well and ducked out of his way, chuckling as he turned the tables and pinned Jack against the door locking their mouths together in a bruising kiss.
Eventually, Ianto pulled back breathing hard. Jack whimpered, his lips suddenly bereft of the warmth of his partner’s mouth, and tried to follow but Ianto kept him at a distance with his hands on Jack’s chest, keeping him pinned against the door with his thigh between his Captain’s legs “What?” Jack asked, noticing the mischievous look in his partner’s eye.
“You know, I’m kind of wishing we hadn’t passed up on dessert at the restaurant…” Ianto said.
“Huh? I thought you were as eager to get home as I was?” Jack asked, stilling the movement of his hips against Ianto’s.
Ianto quirked an eyebrow, “I was, but now I’m in the mood for something sweet.” He leaned forward and licked a stripe up his lover’s neck, before nibbling gently on his earlobe, and whispering “I won’t be long, you can go to the bedroom and get ready for me if you want?” then he ran his tongue around the shell of Jack’s ear, making the older man squirm and whimper and grab Ianto’s arse, pulling him close. Ianto ground shamelessly against Jack for a moment before pulling away and giving him a quick hard kiss. As Jack opened his mouth and flicked out his tongue to run it along Ianto’s lips, trying to convince the younger man to open up to him and deepen the kiss, Ianto stepped back out of his Captain’s embrace. Jack followed and Ianto took the opportunity to turn him towards the bedroom and smack his perfect arse, laughing at Jack’s over the top pretend yelp of surprise, before hurrying towards the kitchen.
Ianto opened the fridge and grinned in satisfaction when he saw the tub of cream. He poured the cream into a large jug, quickly adding the dark chocolate and other necessary ingredients and putting it into the microwave for two minutes.
He used the time to go to the bathroom and strip out of his suit, walking back to the kitchen stark naked. He glanced in on Jack as he passed the bedroom and was pleased to see he had done as he was told. He was sprawled on the bed, languidly stroking his cock. Ianto licked his lips and resisted the urge to tug on his own engorged member as he hurried back to the kitchen.
He took the jug of now hot cream out of the microwave and stirred it to dissolve the chocolate and complete the chocolate sauce. He stuck his finger in and tasted it. Perfect.
Ianto took the jug and went to his bedroom. He opened the door wide and leaned provocatively on the door frame, watching Jack and waiting for him to sense his presence. After a few seconds a lazy smile spread over Jack’s features and he opened his eyes, maintaining his slow rhythm. “Hello gorgeous,” he said.
“Hey,” Ianto breathed, momentarily overcome by the sight of his lover waiting for him so wantonly displayed.
Ianto pulled himself together. This was his game. He was in control. He caught Jack’s eye, dipped his finger into the jug of chocolate, then pulled it out and watched a single drip fall off the end before tilting his head back and closing his eyes as he sucked his finger into his mouth, licked it clean and removed it with a soft plop. He was rewarded with a low moan from the bed.
Ianto turned and looked at his partner through hooded eyes. Jack scrabbled backwards until he was sitting up against the pillows at the head of the bed as Ianto moved slowly across the room towards him. When Ianto reached the bed he climbed up and straddled the Captain’s thighs, dipping a finger once more into the warm chocolate sauce and offering it up to Jack who eagerly sucked it into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. Ianto couldn’t suppress his moan, his cock throbbing in hopeful anticipation of receiving the same treatment.
Ianto pulled his finger out and bent down to kiss his partner, chasing the bittersweet chocolate taste around his mouth. Eventually Ianto pulled away and knelt back on his heels watching Jack’s toned chest rising and falling as he considered his next move.
Jack gasped as Ianto trickled the warm sauce across his collar bone and drizzled it down the center of his chest. Setting the jug aside, Ianto bent down and looked up at his partner from under his eyelashes before darting his tongue into his belly button to lick up the end of his chocolate trail. “God, Ianto” Jack moaned, clutching Ianto’s head between his hands and massaging Ianto’s scalp as the younger man trailed his tongue upwards, lapping the sticky mess from his lover’s chest.
When he was satisfied that he had cleaned up every last drop of chocolate, Ianto licked across his lover’s lips begging for access which was immediately granted. Jack opened his mouth to Ianto’s probing tongue and shared the chocolate taste still lingering there.
Ianto groped blindly for the jug, dipping his fingers in and scooping out a generous dollop. He smeared it liberally up the Captain’s arm from palm to elbow, the gentle, sensuous touch causing Jack to moan into the kiss. Ianto swallowed his moans, before nipping his Captain’s bottom lip as their mouths parted and Ianto trailed nips and kisses down his partner’s neck and arm until he reached his goal and licked at the chocolate pooling in the sensitive crease of Jack’s elbow. Jack’s moans became wanton and he ran his hand through Ianto’s hair, his hips rising off the bed, desperately seeking friction. Ianto chuckled softly, enjoying making his lover come so completely undone like this, and licked the trail of chocolate down to Jack’s wrist, where he paused again, kissing, sucking and nibbling at the chocolate covered pulse point.
“Ianto, please” Jack begged.
The younger man looked up at him, a smile playing about his lips as he licked them free of chocolate, his eyes dark and lust blown. Ianto took Jack’s hand, with the chocolate sauce still pooled in the palm and wrapped it around the Captain’s own cock, encouraging him to resume the languid stroking that he had witnessed from the doorway and that had nearly completely undone the Welshman.
Jack groaned and let his head fall back on the pillow, so he didn’t see Ianto reach over for another scoop of warm sauce. Ianto drizzled the sweet sticky liquid over Jack’s balls, causing the other man to arch up and cry out “God, Ianto!”
Ianto grinned and allowed the chocolate to run down across Jack’s perineum, dipping his head to catch it on his tongue before it could stain the sheets, his tongue brushing against Jack’s sensitive hole.
Ianto smiled as he felt Jack tense momentarily at the unexpected touch and then relax and draw his feet up the bed, opening himself up and moving his hips to encourage Ianto to do it again. Ianto licked a broad wet stripe across the tight muscle, causing the Captain to moan and run his fingers gently through Ianto’s hair. He licked in ever decreasing circles around the hole until he felt Jack relax enough that he was able to thrust the point of his tongue inside. Jack’s hand tightened in his hair as he thrust back into Ianto’s tongue and forward into his own chocolate covered hand “Yes, God, Ianto! Please…” Jack cried.
Ianto continued his ministrations, his fingers digging into Jack’s thighs, leaving little crescent shaped bruises, but Jack was past caring.
When Ianto was sure that Jack was ready, he withdrew his tongue, the Captain whimpering at the loss. But the whimper turned to a moan of pleasure when Ianto ran his tongue up Jack’s perineum, sucking hard, removing all traces of the chocolate. When Ianto got to Jack’s balls and sucked first one, then the other into his mouth, drawing more and more obscene noises from his lover’s mouth, Jack couldn’t help himself and started pumping his cock harder, desperate for release. Ianto stopped what he was doing and gently placed his hand over his lover’s, slowing his movement. “Just hang on Jack, please? It will be worth it.” he asked, his accent thick with desire as he crawled up Jack’s body to claim his lips in a tender kiss.
Jack was beyond words. He simply moaned into the kiss and ran his clean hand through Ianto’s hair. Ianto pulled away and traced his fingers down the side of Jack’s flushed face. “So beautiful,” he whispered before leaning over and dipping his finger into the cooling chocolate again and offering it to Jack who sucked on it enthusiastically. As he did so Ianto finally gave into the temptation he had been resisting so hard. He waited until Jack opened his eyes and looked at him and then slowly ran his hand over his own chest, pausing briefly to tweak both of his nipples, before continuing down to cup his own balls, consciously avoiding his throbbing arousal. He fondled them gently and couldn’t suppress a shudder and a low moan at the twin sensations of his own hand and his lover’s mouth still doing delicious things to his finger.
Ianto couldn’t wait any longer. And judging by the sounds Jack was making and the way he was writhing on the bed beneath the Welshman, neither could he. Ianto pulled his finger from Jack’s mouth and replaced it briefly with a kiss as he reached over and opened the bedside drawer removing the ever present tube of lubricant and his secret weapon.
Ianto scooted back down the bed and kissed his way up Jack’s inner thigh. He licked his perineum and tongued softly at his balls as he gently removed Jack’s hand from his own shaft. Jack stilled the rocking of his hips, expecting to feel Ianto’s lips around him but was surprised when instead, Ianto slipped on a cock ring. Ianto lifted his head and made eye contact with the Captain, silently asking if it was alright. Jack smiled and returned his hand to gently stroking his engorged member.
“Thank you” Ianto smiled simply before ducking his head back down to continue his ministrations, returning his tongue to Jack’s hole, making the older man whimper as he licked the muscle, feeling it loosen.
Ianto opened the lube and squirted a generous amount into his hand, and warmed it before slowly inserting first one and then two fingers into Jack’s willing hole. He scissored his fingers, brushing against Jack’s prostrate, surprising the man into shouting out his pleasure “God, Ianto. Please, I need you.” Jack begged.
Ianto knelt back on his heels and squirted more lube into his hand. Then, finally, he wrapped his hand around his aching hardness.
Ianto had to bite his lip to keep from coming right then. The touch on his penis after denying it for so long, coupled with the sight of his lover so debauched beneath him was almost too much. Ianto took a deep steadying breath then slowly moved his hand, spreading the lube and preparing himself.
When he was ready, he locked eyes with Jack and lined himself up, then pushed inside with one long steady stroke, not stopping until he was fully seated, his balls pressing against Jack’s arse.
Jack leaned up and captured Ianto’s mouth in a kiss so tender it took the younger man’s breath away and brought a tear to his eye. Jack pulled back and gave Ianto a rare, small smile “Move” he whispered.
“I’m not going to last long.” Ianto admitted as he closed his eyes and began to thrust slowly into his partner taking care to hit his prostrate every time, both men grunting softly with the effort and Ianto biting his lip in concentration, trying to hold off.
Jack let go of his own cock and reached around to grab Ianto’s arse with both hands, leaving a chocolate hand print. He used his leverage to increase the pace and Ianto gratefully complied, giving in to his needs and pumping into his lover with abandon, chasing his climax. He opened his eyes and was immediately drowning in the deep blue depths of the immortal’s eyes gazing up at him. Ianto’s rhythm stuttered and he exploded inside his lover’s body, shuddering through his orgasm as Jack wrapped his arms around him and held him close.
As soon as Ianto was able, he kissed the Captain and then pulled out, moving down the bed until he was hovering with his mouth just inches above Jack’s swollen member. He looked up at his partner, and then swiftly removed the cock ring and swallowed him whole, hollowing his cheeks and sucking hard as he dragged his mouth up the shaft. Jack had been so on edge for so long that that was all it took. His whole body tensed and then he shouted his partner’s name and spurted his seed, the salty taste mingling with the chocolate in Ianto’s mouth.