Will I regret it in the morning? (Torchwood, Jack/Ianto NC-17)
Ianto has forgotten how many drinks he’s had when he stumbles through the door of the apartment. Jack is behind him, slightly tipsy from the ten scotches he had at the bar. The urge to pee is overwritten by the lustful thoughts that swirl around Ianto’s head; he turns and pushes Jack up against the wall.
The smell of cinnamon lingers on his nostrils as he kisses Jack’s neck. Jack’s pheromones are stronger than normal when mixed with the smell of alcohol. It causes Ianto’s senses into hyper drive to the point where his lips move to Jack’s lips, a deep passionate kiss follows with their mouths fighting for control. Tongues touch each other sending shivers down their spines.
“Ianto!” Jack gasps as he pulls back, “Are you sure about this?”
Ianto nods and Jack takes off his coat, throwing it onto the sofa. Ianto wraps his hands around the lapels of Jack’s suspenders and drags him towards the bedroom. He wants Jack so badly that he doesn’t care about regret.
Once they reach the bedroom Ianto practically directs them to the bed, pulling Jack on top of him while their mouths continue their battle for dominance. Jack’s hand start to fumble over Ianto’s shirt buttons, realising that alcohol makes it harder to concentrate. Slowly he gets there and before long his hands unzip Ianto’s trousers with ease. He starts to rub Ianto’s erection underneath his briefs causing a loud pleasant moan to escape the young man’s mouth.
“Jack please,” Ianto yells impatiently. Jack smiles and quickly takes off Ianto’s briefs, flinging them over his shoulder. He takes this time to undress in front of Ianto, knowing that it is turning him on even more.
“Come on Jack,” Ianto yells again.
Now Jack can’t resist as he takes Ianto’s cock and twists. Ianto loudly yells out as Jack starts to wank him off, slowly at first but soon his movements quicken as he moves up to kiss Ianto on the mouth. It’s a messy kiss as Ianto’s head keeps moving with pleasure.
Awhile later Jack moved back down to between Ianto’s legs. He removes his hand and bends his head down. His tongue starts to tease the tip of Ianto’s penis. Ianto can’t believe his luck as he tries to stop himself from yelling out too loudly. It fails since the alcohol encourages him to yell out so loud that it surprises him immensely.
Jack doesn’t care when he finally takes Ianto’s cock in to his mouth, starting to suck quite slowly. Everything else around him has gone as he concentrates on his task, surprised that everything is going ok. He keeps sucking, getting more quicker as Ianto yells. Soon he is rewarded by a nice sensation of come in his throat. He swallows greedily.
A content smile spreads over Ianto’s face when he feels an arm wrap around his waist. Jack rests his head on Ianto’s chest and closes his eyes.
The silence overwhelms them.