Long Distance Phone Call
Who: not_as_factual and troellwr
Where: New York and Cardiff
When: Ianto arrives in New York
Rating: NC-17
Ianto sets his bag down, tossing it onto the empty bed. There's a list of things he probably should go do, but he does want to. He's over a three thousand miles from his lover and starts a new job in a couple days. He sticks the blue tooth in his ear and dials Jack's number.
Although it hasn't been quite a full day since saying goodbye to Ianto at the airport (and managing not to cry until a little later), Jack is relieved to see Ianto's number come up on his phone. He answers without hesitance. "Hey, gorgeous. You make it in okay?"
"Hey Handsome," Ianto says, "Yeah, I just got into my home away from home."
"How is it?" Jack wonders. "Do you have everything you need?" He's fully prepared to get his credit card out and make sure Ianto is totally sorted in New York, even if it means ordering online and having things delivered to him.
"Small," Ianto replies, amused. "I have no idea if I have everything, I literally walked in the door and tossed my stuff on the bed, well no I took five steps to reach the bed before tossing my stuff on it."
"And you called me," Jack says with an obvious smile. "I love you."
"Of course, I did," Ianto replies, smiling at the sound of Jack smiling. "You're my lover."
Jack laughs softly. "I like the sound of that."
"You better," Ianto replies.
Jack smirks and suddenly wishes desperately to just be able to kiss Ianto. "I do. I love the sound of it. You're one of the best parts of my life."
"I'm not the best?" Ianto asks, teasingly.
"I do have a kid, you know," Jack answers.
"I know, but she may have done something to annoy you, so I was the best"
"Not in the past twelve hours," Jack laughs.
"Damn," Ianto replies, snapping his finger.
"Besides, I love you two in different ways," he goes on softly.
"I know," Ianto agrees, going over to unzip his bag. He'll start unpacking while he talks to Jack.
Jack settles down on the couch and pats the free space next to him, encouraging Myfanwy to jump up and sit with him while he talks to Ianto. "So, tell me about New York. What are your plans?"
"Unpack and get food," Ianto replies. "I took a cab straight over, so I haven't really seen much. Lots of tall buildings."
"I've never been," Jack admits. "Gonna get me lots of souvenirs?"
"No, no tourist things until you come visit, then I'll buy you whatever you want," Ianto promises.
"I see how it is," Jack teases.
"I want to explore with you, so you'll have to come visit to get souvenirs."
"All right," Jack agrees.
Ianto smiles at that, "We'll have to cuddle close though, I have a single for a bed."
"Sounds cozy," Jack purrs softly.
"It will be," Ianto agrees, "Especially since someone sent me with some rather nice sheets."
Jack smiles. "Let me know if you need anything, Ianto. Whatever it is."
"I will," Ianto promises, "But I can do stuff here too."
"I know," Jack says, "but ... I like taking care of you."
"Alright, I'll let you know if I need something," Well some things.
"Thank you," Jack says softly.
"So how's business?" Ianto asks.
"About the same," Jack answers. "Nothing much is going on right now."
"You should do that battle of the bands, should drive up people and the winter months are slow," Ianto encourages.
"Without you?" Jack wonders, surprised.
"Well, I want a job to come back to, so..." Ianto replies, grinning.
"You'll always have a job here," Jack promises.
"Only if you're open," Ianto teases. "Got to make sure you stay successful."
Jack rolls his eyes. "All right, I'll sort it out." Or have his alternate sort it out.
"Alonso has a good ear," Ianto points out. "Mickey's a good planner, I think you're in good hands Cariad."
"I'll get him to put their heads together, have my alt do all the talking ... " Being the owner has its perks.
"Look at you delegating," Ianto purrs.
"It's what I do," Jack jokes.
Ianto chuckles, before flopping down on the freshly made bed. "Is it?"
"It's one of the many skills a boss needs to cultivate," he answers.
"Well, glad to hear that you're cultivating it."
Jack laughs at that answer. "I'm sorry, that's a boring thing to talk about."
"It works for me, I like hearing your voice," Ianto replies.
"I'm glad," Jack murmurs. God, he misses Ianto like crazy already. "Your voice is gorgeous."
"You always said that you had a thing for my accents."
"I do," he answers honestly. "I love your accent."
"Mmm, I know," Ianto says, laying the accent on thick.
Jack groans softly. "Are you trying to turn me on?"
"I had a long flight, no cable, so yeah..."
Jack grins. "Should I entertain you?"
"I do love your voice," Ianto agrees.
He laughs softly. "Well," Jack goes on, "what are you wearing?"
"Jeans and a t-shirt," Ianto replies, nudging off his shoes.
"Have I told you how well jeans hug your ass?"
"Not lately, you seem to prefer the fitted trousers."
"You look great in jeans," Jack purrs. "Especially when you bend over."
"Do I?" Ianto teases, "I had no idea."
"Oh, you do," Jack murmurs. "I love watching you bend over. I'd run my hands over your arse."
"I like your hands on my arse, love how warm they are."
"Maybe I'll even slide my hand down the back, then, and give your tight little arse a good squeeze."
Ianto reaches back and gives his ass a little squeeze.
"You like that?" Jack murmurs, settling in and getting comfortable on the couch.
"Yeah, like it when you spank me to, but I'm not willing to do that now," Ianto replies.
"Aww," Jack coos softly, sounding teasingly disappointed. "Tell me what you do want, gorgeous."
"I want to hear your voice," Ianto replies.
"...saying naughty things?" Jack teases. "Because I can do that."
"That sounds good," Ianto agrees.
"I think you need to get out of those jeans, though," he purrs softly. "Nice and slow."
"Yes sir," Ianto agrees, standing to slowly remove his jeans.
"Yeah," Jack encourages, hearing the jeans come off. "What are you wearing under those jeans, gorgeous?"
"Boxer briefs, black"
"God, that's hot," Jack moans. "I love the way those hug your ass, Ianto. I love rubbing you through that fabric. Teasing you a little."
Ianto cups himself though the fabric and moans softly.
"Yeah," Jack groans softly. He tilts his head back against the couch, picturing Ianto in his head. "Bet you're getting so hard right now."
"I am," Ianto groans softly.
"You know I love it when you're hard for me," he purrs quietly. "I'm going to take those pants off you now. Slide them down slowly."
"Alright," Ianto agrees, slowly pulling them down, before sitting back on the sheets.
While listening, Jack reaches down and strokes himself through his trousers, sucking in a soft breath. "God, I love your cock," he moans. "You're so hot."
"Your voice is so hot," Ianto agrees.
Jack chuckles softly. "Touch yourself for me," he urges. "Nice and slow."
"I am," Ianto moans softly.
Jack unfastens his trousers to touch himself properly. "Yeah?" he murmurs. "I want to hear you moan."
"You will," Ianto promises.
For a moment, Jack doesn't say anything, just letting Ianto hear the heavy way he breathes and the soft moan he exhales.
"Fuck Jack," Ianto whimpers softly
Jack exhales a louder moan at that. "God, that sounds nice. I want to be inside you right now, fucking you slowly."
"I haven't unpacked the toys yet," Ianto replies.
Jack laughs softly. "Then I guess I'll just have to jerk you off," he purrs. "I'll fuck you later."
Ianto moans at that, stroking himself a bit harder.
"Ianto," Jack groans as he strokes himself. "Fuck."
"Jack," Ianto murmurs.
"Oh, God," he moans. "Ianto, I'm so close."
"So am I," Ianto agrees, groaning himself.
"I want you to come for me, Ianto," Jack moans. "You're so hot when you come."
Ianto groans softly at that and follows Jack's instructions.
Jack isn't far behind. He tilts his head back again and moans loudly. "Ianto."
"Come on Cariad, come for me."
He comes when Ianto urges, groaning. "Oh, fuck."
"That's it Handsome," Ianto murmurs, smiling.
Jack exhales a soft breath. "Mm, that was hot."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, smiling at that. "Very, so glad I got a blue tooth and didn't have to worry about the phone."
Jack laughs. "I'm just good one-handed."
"I know you are," Ianto agrees, chuckling to himself.
"God, I love you."
"I love you too and I miss you already," Ianto admits.
"I know," Jack answers. "It'll be all right."
"Phone sex wasn't bad and we haven't tried doing it over Skype yet."
"Mm. I'd love to be able to see you while we do this."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees to that idea. "You're kind of easy on the eyes.
"You're pretty hot, too."
"Glad you think so," Ianto agrees.
"I know so," Jack murmurs. He really just wants to hold Ianto right now, though.
"I'm going to have go looking for that undershirt of yours I stole," Ianto says, "Stick a pillow in it and cuddle it."
"Awww," Jack says. "That's sweet."
"Yeah, you won't think it sweet when you realize that all your undershirts have gone missing out of the dirty clothes hamper," Ianto teases.
"I can get more," Jack assures. "I hope you left some of yours for me."
"You were supposed to swipe them while I wasn't looking," Ianto replies, though he totally did. He's just going to pretend he didn't and Jack can have a surprise when he does laundry next.
Jack makes a disappointed noise. "Damn. I'll just have to enjoy your pillow until laundry day."
"Not my pillow!" Ianto objects
"I can't even cuddle up to it?" Jack wonders.
"Well, I guess, just not enjoy it by enjoying it."
Jack laughs. "I wouldn't do that."
"Sorry, I don't believe you." Ianto teases.
"You'll just have to trust that I miss more about you than the sex," Jack says gently.
"Alright," Ianto agrees. "I'll do that."
"I love you," Jack murmurs.
"I know," Ianto replies, smirking.
After a pause, Jack adds, "And I miss you."
"I love you and I miss you and I promise not to pretend be Han too often."
"Thank you," Jack answers. "I like hearing you say it, you know."
"I know, just like I like hearing you say it," Ianto agrees as someone knocks on the door to Jack's office.
"Fuck," Jack mutters, trying to clean himself up and zip his trousers. "Someone's at the door."
"I should let you go and do some shopping," Ianto says, sighing. "I'll talk to you later."
God, that's the last thing he wants, but Jack knows they can't stay on the phone all night. "All right," he agrees. "Love you."
"Love you Handsome."
Where: New York and Cardiff
When: Ianto arrives in New York
Rating: NC-17
Ianto sets his bag down, tossing it onto the empty bed. There's a list of things he probably should go do, but he does want to. He's over a three thousand miles from his lover and starts a new job in a couple days. He sticks the blue tooth in his ear and dials Jack's number.
Although it hasn't been quite a full day since saying goodbye to Ianto at the airport (and managing not to cry until a little later), Jack is relieved to see Ianto's number come up on his phone. He answers without hesitance. "Hey, gorgeous. You make it in okay?"
"Hey Handsome," Ianto says, "Yeah, I just got into my home away from home."
"How is it?" Jack wonders. "Do you have everything you need?" He's fully prepared to get his credit card out and make sure Ianto is totally sorted in New York, even if it means ordering online and having things delivered to him.
"Small," Ianto replies, amused. "I have no idea if I have everything, I literally walked in the door and tossed my stuff on the bed, well no I took five steps to reach the bed before tossing my stuff on it."
"And you called me," Jack says with an obvious smile. "I love you."
"Of course, I did," Ianto replies, smiling at the sound of Jack smiling. "You're my lover."
Jack laughs softly. "I like the sound of that."
"You better," Ianto replies.
Jack smirks and suddenly wishes desperately to just be able to kiss Ianto. "I do. I love the sound of it. You're one of the best parts of my life."
"I'm not the best?" Ianto asks, teasingly.
"I do have a kid, you know," Jack answers.
"I know, but she may have done something to annoy you, so I was the best"
"Not in the past twelve hours," Jack laughs.
"Damn," Ianto replies, snapping his finger.
"Besides, I love you two in different ways," he goes on softly.
"I know," Ianto agrees, going over to unzip his bag. He'll start unpacking while he talks to Jack.
Jack settles down on the couch and pats the free space next to him, encouraging Myfanwy to jump up and sit with him while he talks to Ianto. "So, tell me about New York. What are your plans?"
"Unpack and get food," Ianto replies. "I took a cab straight over, so I haven't really seen much. Lots of tall buildings."
"I've never been," Jack admits. "Gonna get me lots of souvenirs?"
"No, no tourist things until you come visit, then I'll buy you whatever you want," Ianto promises.
"I see how it is," Jack teases.
"I want to explore with you, so you'll have to come visit to get souvenirs."
"All right," Jack agrees.
Ianto smiles at that, "We'll have to cuddle close though, I have a single for a bed."
"Sounds cozy," Jack purrs softly.
"It will be," Ianto agrees, "Especially since someone sent me with some rather nice sheets."
Jack smiles. "Let me know if you need anything, Ianto. Whatever it is."
"I will," Ianto promises, "But I can do stuff here too."
"I know," Jack says, "but ... I like taking care of you."
"Alright, I'll let you know if I need something," Well some things.
"Thank you," Jack says softly.
"So how's business?" Ianto asks.
"About the same," Jack answers. "Nothing much is going on right now."
"You should do that battle of the bands, should drive up people and the winter months are slow," Ianto encourages.
"Without you?" Jack wonders, surprised.
"Well, I want a job to come back to, so..." Ianto replies, grinning.
"You'll always have a job here," Jack promises.
"Only if you're open," Ianto teases. "Got to make sure you stay successful."
Jack rolls his eyes. "All right, I'll sort it out." Or have his alternate sort it out.
"Alonso has a good ear," Ianto points out. "Mickey's a good planner, I think you're in good hands Cariad."
"I'll get him to put their heads together, have my alt do all the talking ... " Being the owner has its perks.
"Look at you delegating," Ianto purrs.
"It's what I do," Jack jokes.
Ianto chuckles, before flopping down on the freshly made bed. "Is it?"
"It's one of the many skills a boss needs to cultivate," he answers.
"Well, glad to hear that you're cultivating it."
Jack laughs at that answer. "I'm sorry, that's a boring thing to talk about."
"It works for me, I like hearing your voice," Ianto replies.
"I'm glad," Jack murmurs. God, he misses Ianto like crazy already. "Your voice is gorgeous."
"You always said that you had a thing for my accents."
"I do," he answers honestly. "I love your accent."
"Mmm, I know," Ianto says, laying the accent on thick.
Jack groans softly. "Are you trying to turn me on?"
"I had a long flight, no cable, so yeah..."
Jack grins. "Should I entertain you?"
"I do love your voice," Ianto agrees.
He laughs softly. "Well," Jack goes on, "what are you wearing?"
"Jeans and a t-shirt," Ianto replies, nudging off his shoes.
"Have I told you how well jeans hug your ass?"
"Not lately, you seem to prefer the fitted trousers."
"You look great in jeans," Jack purrs. "Especially when you bend over."
"Do I?" Ianto teases, "I had no idea."
"Oh, you do," Jack murmurs. "I love watching you bend over. I'd run my hands over your arse."
"I like your hands on my arse, love how warm they are."
"Maybe I'll even slide my hand down the back, then, and give your tight little arse a good squeeze."
Ianto reaches back and gives his ass a little squeeze.
"You like that?" Jack murmurs, settling in and getting comfortable on the couch.
"Yeah, like it when you spank me to, but I'm not willing to do that now," Ianto replies.
"Aww," Jack coos softly, sounding teasingly disappointed. "Tell me what you do want, gorgeous."
"I want to hear your voice," Ianto replies.
"...saying naughty things?" Jack teases. "Because I can do that."
"That sounds good," Ianto agrees.
"I think you need to get out of those jeans, though," he purrs softly. "Nice and slow."
"Yes sir," Ianto agrees, standing to slowly remove his jeans.
"Yeah," Jack encourages, hearing the jeans come off. "What are you wearing under those jeans, gorgeous?"
"Boxer briefs, black"
"God, that's hot," Jack moans. "I love the way those hug your ass, Ianto. I love rubbing you through that fabric. Teasing you a little."
Ianto cups himself though the fabric and moans softly.
"Yeah," Jack groans softly. He tilts his head back against the couch, picturing Ianto in his head. "Bet you're getting so hard right now."
"I am," Ianto groans softly.
"You know I love it when you're hard for me," he purrs quietly. "I'm going to take those pants off you now. Slide them down slowly."
"Alright," Ianto agrees, slowly pulling them down, before sitting back on the sheets.
While listening, Jack reaches down and strokes himself through his trousers, sucking in a soft breath. "God, I love your cock," he moans. "You're so hot."
"Your voice is so hot," Ianto agrees.
Jack chuckles softly. "Touch yourself for me," he urges. "Nice and slow."
"I am," Ianto moans softly.
Jack unfastens his trousers to touch himself properly. "Yeah?" he murmurs. "I want to hear you moan."
"You will," Ianto promises.
For a moment, Jack doesn't say anything, just letting Ianto hear the heavy way he breathes and the soft moan he exhales.
"Fuck Jack," Ianto whimpers softly
Jack exhales a louder moan at that. "God, that sounds nice. I want to be inside you right now, fucking you slowly."
"I haven't unpacked the toys yet," Ianto replies.
Jack laughs softly. "Then I guess I'll just have to jerk you off," he purrs. "I'll fuck you later."
Ianto moans at that, stroking himself a bit harder.
"Ianto," Jack groans as he strokes himself. "Fuck."
"Jack," Ianto murmurs.
"Oh, God," he moans. "Ianto, I'm so close."
"So am I," Ianto agrees, groaning himself.
"I want you to come for me, Ianto," Jack moans. "You're so hot when you come."
Ianto groans softly at that and follows Jack's instructions.
Jack isn't far behind. He tilts his head back again and moans loudly. "Ianto."
"Come on Cariad, come for me."
He comes when Ianto urges, groaning. "Oh, fuck."
"That's it Handsome," Ianto murmurs, smiling.
Jack exhales a soft breath. "Mm, that was hot."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, smiling at that. "Very, so glad I got a blue tooth and didn't have to worry about the phone."
Jack laughs. "I'm just good one-handed."
"I know you are," Ianto agrees, chuckling to himself.
"God, I love you."
"I love you too and I miss you already," Ianto admits.
"I know," Jack answers. "It'll be all right."
"Phone sex wasn't bad and we haven't tried doing it over Skype yet."
"Mm. I'd love to be able to see you while we do this."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees to that idea. "You're kind of easy on the eyes.
"You're pretty hot, too."
"Glad you think so," Ianto agrees.
"I know so," Jack murmurs. He really just wants to hold Ianto right now, though.
"I'm going to have go looking for that undershirt of yours I stole," Ianto says, "Stick a pillow in it and cuddle it."
"Awww," Jack says. "That's sweet."
"Yeah, you won't think it sweet when you realize that all your undershirts have gone missing out of the dirty clothes hamper," Ianto teases.
"I can get more," Jack assures. "I hope you left some of yours for me."
"You were supposed to swipe them while I wasn't looking," Ianto replies, though he totally did. He's just going to pretend he didn't and Jack can have a surprise when he does laundry next.
Jack makes a disappointed noise. "Damn. I'll just have to enjoy your pillow until laundry day."
"Not my pillow!" Ianto objects
"I can't even cuddle up to it?" Jack wonders.
"Well, I guess, just not enjoy it by enjoying it."
Jack laughs. "I wouldn't do that."
"Sorry, I don't believe you." Ianto teases.
"You'll just have to trust that I miss more about you than the sex," Jack says gently.
"Alright," Ianto agrees. "I'll do that."
"I love you," Jack murmurs.
"I know," Ianto replies, smirking.
After a pause, Jack adds, "And I miss you."
"I love you and I miss you and I promise not to pretend be Han too often."
"Thank you," Jack answers. "I like hearing you say it, you know."
"I know, just like I like hearing you say it," Ianto agrees as someone knocks on the door to Jack's office.
"Fuck," Jack mutters, trying to clean himself up and zip his trousers. "Someone's at the door."
"I should let you go and do some shopping," Ianto says, sighing. "I'll talk to you later."
God, that's the last thing he wants, but Jack knows they can't stay on the phone all night. "All right," he agrees. "Love you."
"Love you Handsome."