Vacation is all I ever wanted Part 2 of 3
Who: troellwr not_as_factual
Where: Hawaii
When: A month after Ianto gets back
Rating: NC-17
Part 1
Ianto will come back quietly, doing his best not to wake Jack as he gets ready for bed and climbs in beside the other man.
Without much excuse to wake up, Jack doesn't.
Ianto wraps an arm around Jack, tugging him close and nuzzling at the back of his neck as he settles.
Jack will just settle in comfortably and continue to sleep.
Ianto will slowly drift off, holding Jack close to him.
Jack will sleep this way for a while, but eventually wake in the middle of the night and shift onto his other side to face Ianto. He snuggles in sleepily and kisses him.
Oh, kisses, not quite enough to wake Ianto, but he knows Jack's touch and responds accordingly.
Jack winds his arms around Ianto and nuzzles in against his neck.
"Jack," Ianto murmurs softly.
"Love you," Jack answers quietly.
Ianto's starting to rouse slightly and his arm tightens. "Cariad."
"Gorgeous," Jack answers, kissing Ianto's jaw softly. "I love you so much."
Ianto moans softly, arching his neck for Jack. "I know, Handsome." His hands start stroking Jack's back. He loves this man, so much.
"Hate going to sleep angry."
"Sorry, Cariad," Ianto murmurs, twisting to find Jack's lips and capture them in a kiss.
"No, shh," Jack insists between kisses, not wanting to get started again. He just wants to kiss Ianto right now.
Ianto is sorry that he upset Jack. He huffs at the shushing, and tries to put it all in his kisses. He is sorry, he loves Jack, and he's damn happy they're engaged and Jack shouldn't hate himself for proposing to Ianto, he should never ever hate himself for that, and he's sorry he said anything.
It's something he can't seem to shake. When Ianto is disappointed, when Ianto complains, he falls back on that old habit of feeling, well, horrible. He formed this whole idea of himself, based on what Ianto told him about their relationship before his accident, and it's hard to get over that, no matter what Ianto says now. What's the truth? He can't imagine Ianto would make any of that up to tell him after his accident, so he can't shake this feeling like he needs to do better and needs to make sure Ianto is happy.
Ianto loves Jack and the only thing that could make him happier is Jack being happier and not feeling horrible every time something bad happens between them. Ianto really needs to learn how to shut the hell up.
At this point, Jack knows that's what he has to do. It isn't exactly compromise, but if he's unhappy, well ... at least he's the only one and they don't have to argue like this all the same time.
Ianto pushes away thoughts about how to help this relationship and concentrates on just kissing Jack slowly, stroking Jack's back from just below to his hairline to just below his waist.
When Ianto's hand gets below his waist, Jack arches his back a little and presses fully against Ianto, wanting more.
Ianto's hand will move back up and when he feels the hairs on the back of neck will dip down again.
Jack whines softly at first, but doesn't protest too badly. He'll just keep kissing Ianto, slow and gentle.
Ianto's hand will start slipping lower and lower on each downstroke.
Jack tries his best not to beg, keeping busy with the kiss and fighting to hold still while Ianto's hand moves lower.
Ianto's fingers dip low enough to tease Jack's opening, running his finger over and well there's no movement back up.
Jack can't hold back the moan that rises in his throat at that.
Ianto pulls back to grin at that. He'll push Jack down to the bed and move on top of him, pulling his hand away to reach for the lube.
Usually Jack would protest. He really loves this, but thinks he shouldn't. Right now, though, he wants Ianto too badly to argue. Pushed back, he arches up against Ianto for another kiss.
Ianto is distracted to get the lube to get on his fingers and kissing Jack.
Jack nips at Ianto's lip gently.
Ianto lets him, concentrating on the lube. Once he's got it on his fingers, he goes to push into Jack.
Jack gasps softly against Ianto's mouth, working down against Ianto's fingers eagerly.
Jack had shushed Ianto earlier and he's reluctant to break the silence now. He smirks at Jack, saying without words, 'Like that huh?'
Jack glances away at the smirk, looking a little embarrassed with himself and just how much he does like it. It's a brief gesture, though, and he follows it up with a demanding kiss.
Ianto echoes the kiss, timing tongue and fingers together, pushing in and out.
Jack whimpers softly into the kiss, hips rolling up against Ianto's own looking for friction to match.
Ianto's there, he's ready to go, just as soon as he loosens up Jack some more.
Jack breaks the kiss for breath and nudges his nose against Ianto's cheek, moaning softly. He wants it so badly, but he feels compelled to wait until Ianto gives in.
Ianto kisses Jack's cheek, grabbing the lube as he pulls back to meet Jack's eyes and pressing it into his hands. How about some help?
It takes Jack a minute to clear his head in order to understand what Ianto might want. Then he squeezes some lube into his palm and reaches down to stroke Ianto slowly. He doesn't break eye contact, he wants to know if this is right, if this is what Ianto meant.
Ianto's eyes close and he moans softly as he presses into his hand. Oh, it;s so right, it’s just about perfect.
Jack arches up to kiss Ianto's jaw softly. He's so gorgeous, Jack can hardly stand it. Especially like this. Jack loves being the one to make Ianto look so blissful.
Jack's the only one that can put that look on his face. Ianto opens his eyes after a bit a smiles at Jack, slow and simple. Love you.
Even if he's reluctant to break the silence, now, Jack can't help himself. When he answers, it's in a soft, breathless whisper. "I love you."
Ianto's smile widens as he whispers, "Love you." After he'll leans in to give Jack a possessive, demanding kiss. You're my lover.
God, Jack just melts at that, moaning softly and giving in eagerly to the possessive kiss. Everything about him reads yours suddenly.
Ianto groans, pulling away from Jack's hands, so that he can get his cock in him. He'll press in nice and slow, moaning at the feel of his lover.
Jack tilts his head back against the pillows and lifts his hips to angle just right for Ianto. He tenses at first, but relaxes when Ianto takes it slow, moans muffled by the way he bites his bottom lip.
Ianto leans down, licking at Jack's lip. He wants to hear the other man.
It doesn't take much to get him to give in and exhale the moan he'd been holding back.
Ianto smiles at the other man, kissing the side of his mouth. He pushes all the way in and stops for a moment, looking down at Jack.
Jack closes his eyes when he feels Ianto all the way inside him and squeezes around him slowly.
Ianto groans at that, but he waits, wanting Jack to open his eyes.
Jack does, eventually, in a lazy sort of way and smiles up at Ianto.
Yeah, Ianto wants to see those beautiful blue eyes and Ianto rewards him by starting to move.
Oh. If that's what Ianto wants, if that's what Jack is going to get rewarded for, then he isn't going to look away. He winds one arm around Ianto, fingertips lightly tracing down his back.
Ianto smiles, leaning in to meet Jack's eyes. I love you, you make me feel incredible.
It's almost a good thing they've dropped words entirely, because Jack has none to describe how he feels right now. His smile is soft, loving, entirely enamored. He loves Ianto so much.
Ianto leans down and kisses Jack softly, reaching for Jack's left hand, so that he can lace their fingers together and feel that little bit of metal on Jack's ring finger. His smile widens slightly when he does.
As much as he wants to look over and see what they're both feeling in the middle of their twined hands, Jack doesn't break eye contact. He just gives Ianto's hand a little squeeze and returns the kiss softly.
Ianto moans softly into the kiss, letting go and moving his hips a little harder.
Jack groans aloud again when Ianto moves harder, gently digging the nails of his other hand into Ianto's back. He wants more, he needs more now that he's gotten a small taste.
Ianto grunts and will give it to Jack, not puling away from the eye contact, wanting to watch the man he's going to be with for the rest of his life.
Jack gasps and arches into the thrusts, wanting to take Ianto deeper. He won't break eye contact, either. He loves the way Ianto looks right now, loves the intensity of not speaking and relying solely on body language.
Ianto is always messing things up with his words and hopefully, this will help end the fight - he loves Jack, wants him in every way imaginable, and while he's disappointed that his plans have all gone up in smoke, he's not disappointed that Jack asked. He's happy; very, very happy.
Jack isn't thinking about any of that. All he feels right now is how much he loves being with Ianto. This is his favorite way to let go.
Ianto's pushes their entwined hand down to brace himself as he uses his free hand to wrap around Jack's cock. He's close, so damn close and he wants Jack with him.
Jack bites his lip again, but this time to hold back an actual word, because fuck that feels so good he can hardly contain himself. His nails dig into Ianto's back again and it's not long before he's arching up off the bed and coming between them with a desperate sort of shout.
That's all Ianto needs, his hand squeezes the one he's holding as he moans, coming hard. The moan will slowly teeter out into a whimper as he comes down from his high.
The sigh Jack exhales afterward is a little shaky, this was kind of intense, and he coaxes Ianto down to lay against him.
Ianto happily droops across Jack. He hums happily, reaching up to move Jack's sweaty bangs with complete fondness.
Jack laughs softly at that gesture and finally closes his eyes. He isn't sure what to say now that it's over, but he looks happy and relaxed.
Ianto smiles at that and realizes they barely said a few words. He chuckles softly to himself realizing that.
"Mmm?" Jack wonders in a soft, lazy voice.
"I never knew we could be so quiet," Ianto replies. There's no censure for what happened, just an amused observation, since they do like to talk a lot when they're in middle of sex.
"It was nice," Jack says softly. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Ianto murmurs softly. "I enjoyed myself."
"I ... did, too," Jack admits with a small measure of reluctance. He doesn't like to cop to this, but he can't lie about it.
Ianto smiles, "I'm glad you did."
Jack is a little surprised by that response, but smiles easily again.
He strokes Jack's side absently for a few minutes. He yawns. When he catches himself nodding off, he asks, "Should I grab a towel? Clean you up some."
"I can get it," he assures, knowing Ianto was on the verge of going back to sleep. "I'll need let up, though."
"Nonsense," Ianto murmurs, "If I got move to get off you, might as well as go grab a towel."
"If that's how you feel about it," Jack allows.
Ianto leans in and kisses him, "I do." He stands and heads to the bathroom. He'll come back with a towel to clean them both up with a content smile on his face.
When Ianto's done, Jack reaches out to pull him back down into bed. "Now I want to get all cuddly."
"I like cuddly," Ianto notes and curls right in.
Jack winds both arms around Ianto and holds him. "I really liked this," he says after a few quiet moments.
Ianto nuzzles in, "Hmm?"
Jack kisses Ianto's forehead, smiling. "I love you."
"Love you," Ianto echoes, closing his eyes now that he's got Jack in his arms and wrapped around him.
It's even easier for Jack to fall asleep now, exhausted and happy.
Ianto's out like a light for the night. He won't wake up until the sun starts filtering in and instead of waking Jack, he's going to find Jack's hand again and stroke it, smiling at the sight of the ring around Jack's fingers.
Jack doesn't wake up at first, but eventually he begins to stir and smiles when he realizes what Ianto is doing. "Mmm." He means to say 'morning,' but ... he's half-asleep.
He's completely happy, enjoying the sight of it on Jack's morning. "Morning."
"Need to get you one," Jack says when he can form human words again.
"But then I won't stare at yours," Ianto says, teasingly.
"Yes you will," Jack teases back, "and I'll stare at yours. And we'll be ridiculous together."
Ianto laughs at that, "Alright, I relent." Jack will get a quick kiss on the nose from him.
Jack smiles and steals a proper kiss from Ianto's lips.
Ianto kisses him back softly.
"Last night was amazing," Jack murmurs when he pulls away.
"It was," Ianto agrees, "I don't know if I can be that quiet every time though, kinda like talking to you."
"No," Jack agrees. "I like hearing your voice. But ... but it was nice. You know, make-up sex."
"I think it was a bit more than make up sex though," Ianto murmurs, "At least for me it was."
"What was it for you?" Jack wonders softly, reaching out to stroke Ianto's cheek.
"I thought it was something special," Ianto murmurs.
Jack leans in to kiss him. "It was something special, Ianto. I just wanted to know how you felt about it."
Ianto smiles at him, "Good."
"So ... tell me how you felt?" Jack asks softly, "Because I thought it was intense. And wonderful. And I loved looking into your eyes and the way you held my hand and I felt so connected with you."
"I wanted to feel your ring," Ianto murmurs softly, tugging Jack's left hand to him. So that he can kiss it.
Jack pauses. He really wanted to know what Ianto had been feeling, but. Well. This is good. He smiles. "It's a nice feeling."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees. He got kind of distracted, and will go back to Jack's question, "As for last night, it was definitely intense, and wonderful. I didn't want break eye contact for anything, I wanted to look into your eyes and never look away. I felt loved."
"I do love you," Jack insists softly, stroking Ianto's cheek gently. "I love you so much."
"Really?" Ianto teases, "I had no idea." He leans in and kisses him. "I hope you know how much I love you, how happy you make me."
"Yeah," Jack answers softly. "I ... forget sometimes. I'm really hard on myself, because sometimes I think I can't make you happy."
"You do," Ianto murmurs.
"I wish I could stop, but. I don't know."
"I know part of it is my fault, because I say something that makes it appear like I'm disappointed with you and I'm sorry about that." Ianto says softly.
"I don't want you to blame yourself for this," Jack answers.
"I know you don't," Ianto murmurs, that doesn't mean he isn't going to.
"I just want you to be happy," Jack says softly. "And ... and last night made me happy, too."
"Good," Ianto murmurs, leaning in to kiss Jack. "Shall I call about breakfast? We've got surfing lessons this afternoon."
Jack laughs softly. "Yeah, I guess so."
Ianto leans in and kisses him, "What would you like?"
"Omelet," Jack answers, "and OJ."
"Okay," Ianto pulls back to grab the phone and order breakfast. He's going an omelet as well and some hash browns.
Jack, meanwhile, rolls out of bed and heads toward the bathroom. Unlike Ianto, he didn't shower last night and feels he's quite ready for it.
There's a long pause as Ianto watches him. "Uh... What?" Ianto says in the phone once Jack disappears into the bathroom.
Jack leaves the door open when he gets into the shower.
He better, because Ianto following after him as soon as he hangs up the phone. "You couldn't have waited for me?" he grumbles good-naturally as he enters the room.
"I wanted to get a head start," Jack says. He's already washing his hair. "I knew you'd distract me."
"But I like washing your hair!" Ianto objects, when climbs in and sees Jack washing his hair. He pouts at the other man.
"Oh," Jack says with teasing disappointment, "I thought you might do other stuff to me."
"What other kind of stuff did you have in mind?" Ianto asks, leaning against the far wall, since Jack isn't letting him wash, he'll ogle.
"I don't know," Jack teases. If Ianto is going to watch, then Jack is going to put on a show.
"No ideas?" Ianto asks, watching with interest.
"I was hoping you'd have an idea." When he moves on to washing himself, Jack takes his time soaping up, lingering a bit to stroke himself with a soapy hand.
"Not going to tell me some of your fantasies?" Ianto asks. "That doesn't seem fair."
"Who says they haven't come true already?"
"I still told you what I think about," Ianto pouts though. "A lot of mine have come true already."
Jack leans forward against the wall, bracing himself with one arm while he strokes himself. "When I'm in the shower," Jack says, moaning softly, "I think about you pushing me up against the tile and fucking me from behind."
Ianto tilts his head, "Yeah, I like that idea, bet you're rather loose from earlier."
"Maybe," Jack teasingly answers.
"What else do you think about?"
"Going down on you," Jack admits. "Sometimes, when you were gone, I'd suck on a toy and pretend it was your cock. I love blowing you."
"Fuck, that's a hot image," Ianto groans.
"Love the way you taste, Ianto," Jack groans softly.
"We need to do a little 69in' again," Ianto notes.
"God, yes," Jack groans.
"Tonight," Ianto murmurs, "Because I think, no, I know I want to press you up against those tiles and listen to you moan my name."
"Ianto," Jack murmurs softly.
"That's it, you better remember how to say it in a few," Ianto growls, advancing on Jack.
Jack glances over his shoulder at Ianto, grinning. "Unless you fuck me so hard I forget."
"Maybe, I should try," Ianto murmurs, reaching to slide his fingers into Jack's arse to see how it is.
Jack is still a little slick from a few hours before. He moans at the feeling of Ianto's fingers pressing into him. "Fuck."
"I'm planning to," Ianto murmurs, turning Jack into the wall and pressing his chest into the other man's.
Jack whimpers softly. "Please, Ianto."
"Just got to make sure you're ready," Ianto murmurs, "Don't want to hurt you."
"You're so good to me," Jack murmurs.
"You're just as good to me," Ianto murmurs, "You going to be okay without lube?"
"Yeah," Jack breathes out softly.
"Alright, you let me know if this hurts in the bad way, okay?" Ianto instructs as he lines himself up, waiting for Jack to agree, before pushing in.
Jack laughs softly at that, pressing back impatiently against Ianto. "I will."
"Good," Ianto kisses the back of Jack's neck as presses in.
Jack tilts his head forward against the tile and groans loudly, doing his best not to tense up as Ianto pushes into him. "Fuck," he breathes, but doesn't tell Ianto to stop.
Ianto is kind of planning on it and nips gently at the back of Jack's neck.
Jack whines softly, but eventually presses back to meet Ianto.
Ianto keeps is slow and pauses once he's fully in, nuzzling the back of Jack's in. "Good?"
"Yeah," Jack moans. "Yeah, that's so good."
"Good..." Ianto murmurs and starts moving. "Want to make it good for you."
"It's always good," Jack assures, moaning.
"Yeah," Ianto agrees.
Jack reaches back to grab Ianto's ass, squeezing encouragingly.
Ianto thrusts, "Love you so much."
"Love you," Jack groans.
Ianto hums softly, panting at the other man.
Jack reaches down to stroke himself again, working back against Ianto's cock in time with his thrusts.
"Oh that's hot," Ianto murmurs, peering over Jack's shoulder to watch his hand.
"You like watching?" Jack murmurs.
"I like watching you," Ianto murmurs.
"I should show off more often," Jack moans.
"I always watch you when you're in the room, can't not look at you," Ianto murmurs.
Jack tilts his head back against Ianto's shoulder. "I love you."
Ianto leans into kiss the other man again.
Jack moans against Ianto's mouth, returning the kiss.
"Love you," Ianto murmurs.
Jack moans. "So close, Ianto."
"Good," Ianto agrees, "So am I."
Something about that strikes Jack as a little funny. He laughs softly, once, and tenses as he comes.
Ianto smirks, feeling Jack come. A few more thrusts and he joins Jack in.
Jack pulls away and slumps forward against the tile, panting.
Ianto peppers the back of Jack's neck and shoulders with kisses.
Jack makes a soft noise. "Mm, that was nice."
"It was," Ianto agrees.
Jack turns his back toward the wall and eyes Ianto. "Did you enjoy it?"
Ianto pushes back to let him turn, sliding out. "Yeah," Ianto murmurs, smiling.
"I, uh ... I owe you twice," he teases.
Ianto shrugs, "You know I won't say no."
Somehow, Jack feels a little awkward now. After a pause, he glances toward the shower door. "I hope we didn't miss room service."
"We'll get it eventually," Ianto says. He's going to lean in and kiss Jack now.
Jack winds an arm around Ianto's middle and returns the kiss.
"I love kissing you," Ianto murmurs softly, when they break. "Love you."
"I love you," Jack murmurs.
"Do I get to at least dry you off?" Ianto asks, mock-pouting at Jack. Oh, its not going to be forgotten that Jack washed his own hair when Ianto was willing to.
"Yes," Jack agrees. "Of course."
Ianto grins, "Good."
Jack steals another kiss. "You're too good to me."
"I think you've got that reversed." Ianto notes.
"Nope."
"Come on, I want to get my hands all over you."
Jack grins and pulls away reluctantly to get out of the shower and reach for a towel. He'll hand it over to Ianto, of course.
Ianto smirks and goes to dry Jack off. He'll take the towel and get right to the job.
Jack closes his eyes and laughs softly.
"Do I want to know what's so funny?"
"I'm just a little ticklish."
"Are you?" Ianto asks softly.
"A little."
"Why haven't I noticed this before?" Ianto asks, grinning wickedly.
Jack grins. "You haven't?"
"Not that I can remember," Ianto replies, stroking his hands up Jack's side.
Jack sucks in a soft breath and tries not to laugh. It's kind of impossible.
Ianto arches an eyebrow, as he glances up from drying Jack's legs.
Jack grins down at Ianto. "Are you ticklish?"
"Not sure," Ianto shrugs, says, smiling at him "Been a while since someone tried to tickle me."
"I'm gonna have to try now, just so you know."
Ianto smiles at Jack, before leaning in and kissing Jack. "You're more than welcome to."
Jack grins and returns the kiss, reaching out to lightly brush his fingertips along Ianto's side.
Ianto breaks the kiss to draw a breath in. "There might be a problem with your experiment."
"What?" Jack wonders.
"You make me a bit giddy no matter how you touch me."
Jack laughs softly and steals another kiss. "I love you."
"Love you too," Ianto agrees when they break the kiss, smiling at Jack.
Jack nuzzles at Ianto's cheek. "I hardly want to get dressed."
"Oh no, I want a ring Harkness," Ianto states. "We're getting dressed."
"Here, I thought you wanted to surf," Jack teases.
"Well, I want to do both, but I want that ring."
"Ring, got it."
Ianto leans in and kisses him. "Have to have something to show off to all my friends."
"I'll get you something gorgeous," Jack promises.
Ianto grins at that, pulling away to tug Jack back into their room. "Come on, let's see if they left the breakfast cart outside for us."
Jack lets himself be tugged, wrapping a towel around his waist as he goes. He'll open the door to check on the state of breakfast. "Hey, they did."
"Excellent," Ianto says, digging through his suitcase to pull on shorts.
Jack wheels the breakfast cart in and over to the table.
Ianto smiles at him, padding over to table. "Good, I'm hungry."
Jack settles right down in his towel to eat. "Me, too."
"Someone likes to have me work up an appetite."
Jack grins. "Guilty as charged."
"I know," Ianto smiles back, digging into his food.
Jack digs in, too, kind of famished now.
"It's good," Ianto murmurs.
"It is. I like the food they do here."
"I think I'm going to miss it when we go back home."
"I can make you breakfast."
"If I ask nicely?" Ianto asks.
"Whenever you like," Jack promises. "Every morning."
"What about if we don't roll out of bed until afternoon?"
"Brunch," Jack says with a smile. "Or lunch."
"Can I make the coffee?"
"I wouldn't want it any other way."
Ianto smile widens and he reaches over to lay a hand over Jack's. Someone is rather happy.
Jack smiles and brings Ianto's hand to his lips to kiss the back of it. He's happy, too.
Ianto squeezes Jack's hand and keeps eating. He's going to try to keep Jack's hand in his.
Jack has no problem with that at all. He smiles and keeps eating.
Once Ianto finishes off his meal and settles into gaze adoringly at Jack.
Jack finishes soon after and smiles across the table at Ianto. "I love you."
"I love you too," Ianto murmurs.
"I guess I should get dressed, huh?"
"Yep," Ianto nods.
Jack gets up from the table and goes over to his suitcase to find something to wear.
Ianto will follow to grab a shirt to put on and ogle.
Jack puts on a show of getting dressed, just for Ianto, donning some shorts and a Hawaiian-print shirt over a white undershirt.
Oh, Ianto realizes what Jack is doing and just smiles. Jack will be greeted with a kiss when he turns to face Ianto.
Jack smiles at that and returns the kiss, slowly.
"I love you and your sexiness." Ianto murmurs.
"I love you."
"I know, you ready to go out?" Ianto asks.
"Just need my shoes."
Ianto glances down, "I should probably put those on, huh?"
"Probably," Jack agrees, sleeping into a pair of sandals.
Ianto grins and pulls his sandals on. He'll meet Jack at the door. "I'm ready."
Jack grabs his wallet, then opens the door for them both.
Ianto steps outside, squinting at the sunlight. "Hold on, I should grab my sunglasses."
"Grab mine, too?" Jack asks.
"Sure," Ianto calls back, going to grab both of them and bring them out. He hands Jack to him and puts it on.
Jack takes the sunglasses and puts them on, then reaches for Ianto's hand.
You mean the hand that is reaching for Jack's? Yeah, Jack can have that one and a smile from Ianto. "Do you have any idea on where to go?" he asks, as they set off walking.
"Not a clue. Let's get a cab and go to the nearest mall. They always have jewelry shops in those, right?"
"Just about," Ianto agrees.
"Then let's do that," he decides. Once outside, Jack will take on the task of hailing a taxi. Which isn't that difficult at a hotel.
Ianto will dart in front of Jack, once they get a cab to open the door for him. "In you go, Handsome."
Jack rolls his eyes a little. "I think, if we're out getting you a ring, I should be the one opening the doors," he quips, but settles into the cab nonetheless.
"If I want to open doors for you then I'm going to," Ianto replies, "Besides, I think you do it the majority of the time. You're quick when it comes to that."
"Yeah," Jack agrees with a soft laugh. Once Ianto joins him in the cab, he asks the driver to take them to a posh mall.
Ianto wraps an arm around Jack and tugs him close as they ride.
Jack settles in close, smiling happily.
They're both happy then. Ianto is content with them.
Once they reach the mall, Jack will pay and tip the driver, then slide out of the cab to offer Ianto a hand out.
Ianto smiles, taking it.
Jack doesn't let go of Ianto's hand once they're out of the car, instead walking with him into the mall.
Ianto smiles and follows along. "There's one of the kiosks, we can probably look for a jewelry store on there."
"Good idea," Jack agrees, heading for the directory.
Ianto follows along after, grinning at him.
Jack checks the directory listing for jewelry stores and finds a couple. "Which would you prefer?"
"You choose," Ianto replies.
"Well, this one sounds nice," he decides, pointing to one on the map.
"Alright, we'll head there and we can stop at others if we see them?"
"Yeah," Jack agrees.
"Sounds like a plan," Ianto agrees, heading off in that direction.
Jack follows along, letting Ianto lead the way and stop wherever he'd like.
Ianto will only stop at jewelry stores.
Well, then the first one they stop in, Jack will go to the men's rings and look.
Ianto follows along, looking at the various rings. "Most of these seem more like wedding bands."
"True," Jack agrees. "What kind of ring would you like?"
"I don't know," Ianto shrugs, looking at the cases. "Wasn't really worried about myself when I looked, tried to find something you'd like."
"Well, worry about yourself now," Jack says.
"I am" Ianto replies.
Jack squeezes Ianto's hand gently. He just wants Ianto to be happy.
Ianto is happy and the ring is just icing on the cake. He's perusing, looking for something that catches his eye and not really seeing anything. "See anything?" he asks Jack, wondering if his lover has spotted something that he think Ianto would like.
"Not really," Jack admits. "Want to go to the next store?"
"Sure," Ianto agrees.
Jack leads the way out of the store and back on the path to the next one.
Ianto follows along.
Jack leads the way into the next store.
Ianto will guide them towards the men's rings, studying the box.
Jack lets Ianto guide them and takes a look, too.
Ianto frowns slightly, studying the various rings. "Are you wanting to get me something with some bling or what?"
"Something nice," Jack says. "Nothing ... gaudy?"
"Are you sure?" Ianto asks, teasingly, "You don't think I'd be a guy for something gaudy?"
"If you want a replica of Duchess Catherine's engagement ring, that can be arranged."
"Nah," Ianto declines.
"Then what do you mean by bling? A diamond?"
"Diamonds," Emphasis on the plural.
"All right," Jack agrees. "We can do diamonds."
Ianto leans in to kiss Jack softly, "You're sweet."
Jack smiles. "Anything you want, darling."
"You know whenever you tell me that, my mind just goes elsewhere." Ianto informs him.
"Well," he teases, lowering his voice, "if that's what you want..."
Ianto's eyes close partway, clearly imagining things. "Bad, bad man," Ianto scolds without any heat.
"You love it," Jack accuses teasingly.
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, forcing himself to move away and look at the rings again. "Part of why I said yes."
"What's the other part?"
"I love you and you know, wanting to spend the rest of my life with you thing is a big part."
"But also I'm a perv," Jack teases, grinning.
"Yeah, but you like to perv on me and I don't mind at all," Ianto says, turning away to kiss Jack's cheek.
Jack laughs softly. "So. Do you see any rings that you like?"
"That's one kind of interesting," Ianto says, pointing at a ring that looks squarish on the outside edge, but circular on the inside. There's a small diamond set near a corner along the edge facing them.
"There's only one diamond," Jack says. "And it's sort of small."
Ianto pauses, glancing at Jack, "You do realize I was teasing you about something gaudy or with lots of diamonds, right?"
"Oh," Jack answers. "I thought you were serious."
"I thought you were playing along with my teasing," Ianto replies, smiling at him. He reaches for Jack's hand and squeezes it, amused.
Jack smiles back. "Well, if you like that one, you could try it on."
"Sure," Ianto agrees and manages to get the salesman's attention to try it on. "What do you think?" he asks Jack, looking at it.
"It's pretty," Jack observes. "It's unique, too. The shape."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, considering it.
"We can keep looking and come back, though. No need to make a decision right away."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, taking the ring off and thanking the salesperson, before leading Jack on, as they're walking he teases, "This time you can look for the non-gaudy stuff and see if anything catches your eye for me." There's a hip bump there.
Jack laughs. "I can try."
"I'd like your input," Ianto tells him.
"All right," Jack agrees. "Do you want something that sort of complements the ring you got me? So our bands will match when we get them."
"I do like your ring," Ianto replies, "I thought the black titanium was unique."
"It is," Jack agrees. Then he grins. "Is this like that ring from that movie where the guy stops a door closing with it?"
"Maybe," Ianto says, laughing.
Jack grins. "I won't try it, I've got this weird phobia of closing my hand in a door, but that's pretty awesome."
"Yeah, no trying to hurt your hand, I'm rather fond of it," Ianto replies.
Jack grins. "But I'm right-handed, so I could still do sexy things to you."
"I still like your left hand," Ianto murmurs.
"Oh yeah?" Jack asks, giving Ianto's hip a squeeze with his left hand.
"Yep," Ianto nods.
Jack laughs softly. "Then I won't smash it."
"Good," Ianto murmurs. "Come on." He tugs the other man into another shop.
Jack follows along easily, smiling.
Ianto asks where the men's rings are and heads over there. He'll look down at the case, perusing them.
Jack leans in and rests his head on Ianto's shoulder as he looks.
Ianto's going to get distracted and stop to kiss Jack's forehead. "See anything?"
"That one's pretty," Jack says, pointing to the one with the gold band in the middle.
"Yeah," Ianto says, leaning down to look at it, "Looks like a cord in there."
"It has a nice diamond."
"It does," Ianto agrees, nodding. "You want me try it on?"
"Only if you want."
Ianto almost rolls his eyes, but signals the salesman to pull that one out. He tries it on. "What do you think?"
"It's pretty," Jack says. "It looks good on you."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, "Kinda like it." He like the ring on its own merit, but what makes him really like it is that Jack chose it for him. "There's only one downside, doesn't really match yours."
"We can keep looking," Jack says.
"Only if we want to them match," Ianto says. "Do you want them to match at all?"
"Well, I want them to match whatever bands we choose," Jack says, looking down at his ring.
Ianto glances at Jack and back at this one, and frowns, because this is one Jack chose. "That might be difficult with this one." Ianto drifts down towards the bands to see if anything would match the rings.
"There's this one," Jack points out, indicating one with a black band in the middle. "We could get silver bands, maybe?"
"Yeah," Ianto agrees as he slides the gold one off and the salesman hands them him the black one. He'll put that one and show it to Jack. "What do you think?"
Jack holds his hand up next to Ianto's and grins. "Well, they do match. Which do you prefer?"
"I like them both," Ianto replies. He certainly fits the black one a bit more. "What about you?"
"I like them both, too," Jack agrees.
"Well, you're buying it, you choose," Ianto encourages softly. There is no wrong answer, Ianto will love either one.
Jack laughs uncomfortably. "I don't know. Were you this nervous when you picked out mine?"
"Worse, I had a city full of rings to choose from. You've got two," Ianto says softly. He leans in close to him, to whisper, knowing that Jack is probably uncomfortable and tries to alleviate some of it, "There is no wrong answer, whichever one you choose, I'll love it, because you chose it for me. I'd prefer that you choose the ring for me, but if you really don't want to, that's okay, I'll make the call."
Jack really is nervous because he doesn't want to pick something Ianto won't like. Of course, with the reassurance that Ianto is more concerned with the sentimentality of having Jack choose than anything, Jack actually turns his attention back to the case. And, after a moment, asks the sales associate for another ring entirely. "This one ... sort of complements the one you got me without matching precisely."
Ianto smiles, reaching to pull Jack in and kiss him "I like it."
"Really?" Jack wonders, returning the kiss. "'Cause, I thought. We could get pants that are black and silver maybe?"
"Of course, I do," Ianto murmurs. "That sounds like a good idea."
"Try it on," Jack urges. "We might need to get it fitted."
"Put it on," Ianto encourages, holding out his hand for Jack.
Jack grins broadly and does the honors of sliding the ring onto Ianto's finger. "Will you marry me?" he says softly, leaning in close to whisper right against Ianto's ear.
"Yes," Ianto says softly.
Jack smiles and kisses Ianto's ear lightly. "I love you so much."
"I love you."
He pulls back reluctantly to look down at the ring on Ianto's finger. "What do you think?"
"I think you chose me a lovely ring," Ianto replies.
"You really like it?" Oh, Jack feels very good now.
"Yes," Ianto murmurs. "It's kind of a reverse of yours"
"That's what I was thinking," Jack answers.
"You going to buy it for me?" Ianto asks.
"Yes," Jack answers. "Does it fit well? Do you need it resized?"
"I think its fine," Ianto says. Though he'll offer his hand to the salesman to check, he'll nod in agreement. "Looks like we're good."
"Then we'll take it," Jack tells the salesman, moving along the counter to the register to complete the purchase.
Ianto follows along, waiting for Jack to pay for it. While he's doing so, Ianto is going to switch sides he's been walking on, so that when he grabs Jack's hand after the purchase has been completed, Jack will feel the ring. "Do you want to do any other shopping while we're here?"
Oh, that's nice. Jack gives Ianto's hand a squeeze, once his bank account is significantly lighter and they're on their way out of the shop. "We can, if you want."
"I'm asking what you want to do," Ianto says bumping Jack's hip with his own. "I don't mind if we stay, the option is going back to the hotel, and I'm thinking maybe wearing just my ring."
"Oh," Jack answers. "I, uh. I don't really feel/i> like shopping much. Do you?"
"No, not really, my boyfriend just bought me an engagement ring and I kind of want to treat him special."
Jack grins. "Then let's head back to the hotel and take it easy."
"Good," Ianto agrees, heading back to where they had come in.
Jack walks along with him. Once outside, it's a little more difficult to hail a cab, but when it arrives Jack makes sure he's the one to open the door for Ianto.
Ianto grins, leaning in to kiss Jack.
Jack returns the kiss and will settle into the cab next to Ianto once he gets in, giving the driver the address of their hotel.
Ianto pulls Jack close and smiles at him. He's so proud of Jack for choosing the ring on his own and it seems so silly, but he knows that Jack second guesses himself at times, especially when it comes to doing what Ianto wants. It means a lot that Jack chose this ring for him.
It means a lot to Jack, too, actually, because Ianto seems genuinely pleased with his choice and that's, well, really nice. He settles in close with Ianto and enjoys the ride back to the hotel, holding Ianto's left hand on his lap to admire the way the ring looks on.
Oh, Ianto is planning on ways to show just how much Jack doing that means to him. He knows he pushed and probably made Jack uncomfortable, but it was worth it. "I don't think I want to go surfing today," Ianto murmurs softy along the rise. '"I think I'd rather stay in with you until dinner."
"Are we going to go out for dinner?" Jack wonders, nuzzling at Ianto's cheek.
"We have reservations," Ianto reminds him.
"Mm, right, that fancy restaurant you were going to propose at," Jack says, cringing a little. "Sorry."
"S'alright, now its the fancy place we're going to go celebrate our engagement at," Ianto replies.
"I like the sound of that," Jack answers.
"So do I," Ianto agrees. "We could do the hot tubbing afterwards tonight, maybe?"
"We did miss out on that last night," he points out, sounding regretful. He really hated that argument.
"We did," Ianto murmurs. "I like the idea of hot tubbing with you."
"We could do a little when we get back, then some more tonight. It'd be really relaxing."
"We could," Ianto agrees, though he has other plans for Jack.
"We still need to have that champagne," he points out.
"We do, that's why I was thinking tonight under the starlight."
"Oh," Jack answers. "Sounds nice."
Ianto sniffs, putting on a mock-pout, "I was hoping it would be romantic."
"Hey," Jack says, nuzzling at Ianto's cheek. "Of course it'll be romantic."
Ianto's pout morphs into a grin at the nuzzle and hums softly in pleasure.
Thankfully, they arrive back at the hotel and it gives Jack an excuse to kiss Ianto briefly. "Come on," he urges. "Let's go have a romantic afternoon, then a romantic evening, and a romantic night."
Ianto will attempt to pay the cab driver, before sliding out.
Jack bats his hand away and pays the driver, then nudges along the back seat to get out of the cab.
Ianto smiles and waits for Jack to join him outside the car. Once he's out, he'll lean in and kiss Jack.
Jack returns the kiss, then grabs Ianto's hand to head into the hotel.
Part 3
Where: Hawaii
When: A month after Ianto gets back
Rating: NC-17
Part 1
Ianto will come back quietly, doing his best not to wake Jack as he gets ready for bed and climbs in beside the other man.
Without much excuse to wake up, Jack doesn't.
Ianto wraps an arm around Jack, tugging him close and nuzzling at the back of his neck as he settles.
Jack will just settle in comfortably and continue to sleep.
Ianto will slowly drift off, holding Jack close to him.
Jack will sleep this way for a while, but eventually wake in the middle of the night and shift onto his other side to face Ianto. He snuggles in sleepily and kisses him.
Oh, kisses, not quite enough to wake Ianto, but he knows Jack's touch and responds accordingly.
Jack winds his arms around Ianto and nuzzles in against his neck.
"Jack," Ianto murmurs softly.
"Love you," Jack answers quietly.
Ianto's starting to rouse slightly and his arm tightens. "Cariad."
"Gorgeous," Jack answers, kissing Ianto's jaw softly. "I love you so much."
Ianto moans softly, arching his neck for Jack. "I know, Handsome." His hands start stroking Jack's back. He loves this man, so much.
"Hate going to sleep angry."
"Sorry, Cariad," Ianto murmurs, twisting to find Jack's lips and capture them in a kiss.
"No, shh," Jack insists between kisses, not wanting to get started again. He just wants to kiss Ianto right now.
Ianto is sorry that he upset Jack. He huffs at the shushing, and tries to put it all in his kisses. He is sorry, he loves Jack, and he's damn happy they're engaged and Jack shouldn't hate himself for proposing to Ianto, he should never ever hate himself for that, and he's sorry he said anything.
It's something he can't seem to shake. When Ianto is disappointed, when Ianto complains, he falls back on that old habit of feeling, well, horrible. He formed this whole idea of himself, based on what Ianto told him about their relationship before his accident, and it's hard to get over that, no matter what Ianto says now. What's the truth? He can't imagine Ianto would make any of that up to tell him after his accident, so he can't shake this feeling like he needs to do better and needs to make sure Ianto is happy.
Ianto loves Jack and the only thing that could make him happier is Jack being happier and not feeling horrible every time something bad happens between them. Ianto really needs to learn how to shut the hell up.
At this point, Jack knows that's what he has to do. It isn't exactly compromise, but if he's unhappy, well ... at least he's the only one and they don't have to argue like this all the same time.
Ianto pushes away thoughts about how to help this relationship and concentrates on just kissing Jack slowly, stroking Jack's back from just below to his hairline to just below his waist.
When Ianto's hand gets below his waist, Jack arches his back a little and presses fully against Ianto, wanting more.
Ianto's hand will move back up and when he feels the hairs on the back of neck will dip down again.
Jack whines softly at first, but doesn't protest too badly. He'll just keep kissing Ianto, slow and gentle.
Ianto's hand will start slipping lower and lower on each downstroke.
Jack tries his best not to beg, keeping busy with the kiss and fighting to hold still while Ianto's hand moves lower.
Ianto's fingers dip low enough to tease Jack's opening, running his finger over and well there's no movement back up.
Jack can't hold back the moan that rises in his throat at that.
Ianto pulls back to grin at that. He'll push Jack down to the bed and move on top of him, pulling his hand away to reach for the lube.
Usually Jack would protest. He really loves this, but thinks he shouldn't. Right now, though, he wants Ianto too badly to argue. Pushed back, he arches up against Ianto for another kiss.
Ianto is distracted to get the lube to get on his fingers and kissing Jack.
Jack nips at Ianto's lip gently.
Ianto lets him, concentrating on the lube. Once he's got it on his fingers, he goes to push into Jack.
Jack gasps softly against Ianto's mouth, working down against Ianto's fingers eagerly.
Jack had shushed Ianto earlier and he's reluctant to break the silence now. He smirks at Jack, saying without words, 'Like that huh?'
Jack glances away at the smirk, looking a little embarrassed with himself and just how much he does like it. It's a brief gesture, though, and he follows it up with a demanding kiss.
Ianto echoes the kiss, timing tongue and fingers together, pushing in and out.
Jack whimpers softly into the kiss, hips rolling up against Ianto's own looking for friction to match.
Ianto's there, he's ready to go, just as soon as he loosens up Jack some more.
Jack breaks the kiss for breath and nudges his nose against Ianto's cheek, moaning softly. He wants it so badly, but he feels compelled to wait until Ianto gives in.
Ianto kisses Jack's cheek, grabbing the lube as he pulls back to meet Jack's eyes and pressing it into his hands. How about some help?
It takes Jack a minute to clear his head in order to understand what Ianto might want. Then he squeezes some lube into his palm and reaches down to stroke Ianto slowly. He doesn't break eye contact, he wants to know if this is right, if this is what Ianto meant.
Ianto's eyes close and he moans softly as he presses into his hand. Oh, it;s so right, it’s just about perfect.
Jack arches up to kiss Ianto's jaw softly. He's so gorgeous, Jack can hardly stand it. Especially like this. Jack loves being the one to make Ianto look so blissful.
Jack's the only one that can put that look on his face. Ianto opens his eyes after a bit a smiles at Jack, slow and simple. Love you.
Even if he's reluctant to break the silence, now, Jack can't help himself. When he answers, it's in a soft, breathless whisper. "I love you."
Ianto's smile widens as he whispers, "Love you." After he'll leans in to give Jack a possessive, demanding kiss. You're my lover.
God, Jack just melts at that, moaning softly and giving in eagerly to the possessive kiss. Everything about him reads yours suddenly.
Ianto groans, pulling away from Jack's hands, so that he can get his cock in him. He'll press in nice and slow, moaning at the feel of his lover.
Jack tilts his head back against the pillows and lifts his hips to angle just right for Ianto. He tenses at first, but relaxes when Ianto takes it slow, moans muffled by the way he bites his bottom lip.
Ianto leans down, licking at Jack's lip. He wants to hear the other man.
It doesn't take much to get him to give in and exhale the moan he'd been holding back.
Ianto smiles at the other man, kissing the side of his mouth. He pushes all the way in and stops for a moment, looking down at Jack.
Jack closes his eyes when he feels Ianto all the way inside him and squeezes around him slowly.
Ianto groans at that, but he waits, wanting Jack to open his eyes.
Jack does, eventually, in a lazy sort of way and smiles up at Ianto.
Yeah, Ianto wants to see those beautiful blue eyes and Ianto rewards him by starting to move.
Oh. If that's what Ianto wants, if that's what Jack is going to get rewarded for, then he isn't going to look away. He winds one arm around Ianto, fingertips lightly tracing down his back.
Ianto smiles, leaning in to meet Jack's eyes. I love you, you make me feel incredible.
It's almost a good thing they've dropped words entirely, because Jack has none to describe how he feels right now. His smile is soft, loving, entirely enamored. He loves Ianto so much.
Ianto leans down and kisses Jack softly, reaching for Jack's left hand, so that he can lace their fingers together and feel that little bit of metal on Jack's ring finger. His smile widens slightly when he does.
As much as he wants to look over and see what they're both feeling in the middle of their twined hands, Jack doesn't break eye contact. He just gives Ianto's hand a little squeeze and returns the kiss softly.
Ianto moans softly into the kiss, letting go and moving his hips a little harder.
Jack groans aloud again when Ianto moves harder, gently digging the nails of his other hand into Ianto's back. He wants more, he needs more now that he's gotten a small taste.
Ianto grunts and will give it to Jack, not puling away from the eye contact, wanting to watch the man he's going to be with for the rest of his life.
Jack gasps and arches into the thrusts, wanting to take Ianto deeper. He won't break eye contact, either. He loves the way Ianto looks right now, loves the intensity of not speaking and relying solely on body language.
Ianto is always messing things up with his words and hopefully, this will help end the fight - he loves Jack, wants him in every way imaginable, and while he's disappointed that his plans have all gone up in smoke, he's not disappointed that Jack asked. He's happy; very, very happy.
Jack isn't thinking about any of that. All he feels right now is how much he loves being with Ianto. This is his favorite way to let go.
Ianto's pushes their entwined hand down to brace himself as he uses his free hand to wrap around Jack's cock. He's close, so damn close and he wants Jack with him.
Jack bites his lip again, but this time to hold back an actual word, because fuck that feels so good he can hardly contain himself. His nails dig into Ianto's back again and it's not long before he's arching up off the bed and coming between them with a desperate sort of shout.
That's all Ianto needs, his hand squeezes the one he's holding as he moans, coming hard. The moan will slowly teeter out into a whimper as he comes down from his high.
The sigh Jack exhales afterward is a little shaky, this was kind of intense, and he coaxes Ianto down to lay against him.
Ianto happily droops across Jack. He hums happily, reaching up to move Jack's sweaty bangs with complete fondness.
Jack laughs softly at that gesture and finally closes his eyes. He isn't sure what to say now that it's over, but he looks happy and relaxed.
Ianto smiles at that and realizes they barely said a few words. He chuckles softly to himself realizing that.
"Mmm?" Jack wonders in a soft, lazy voice.
"I never knew we could be so quiet," Ianto replies. There's no censure for what happened, just an amused observation, since they do like to talk a lot when they're in middle of sex.
"It was nice," Jack says softly. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Ianto murmurs softly. "I enjoyed myself."
"I ... did, too," Jack admits with a small measure of reluctance. He doesn't like to cop to this, but he can't lie about it.
Ianto smiles, "I'm glad you did."
Jack is a little surprised by that response, but smiles easily again.
He strokes Jack's side absently for a few minutes. He yawns. When he catches himself nodding off, he asks, "Should I grab a towel? Clean you up some."
"I can get it," he assures, knowing Ianto was on the verge of going back to sleep. "I'll need let up, though."
"Nonsense," Ianto murmurs, "If I got move to get off you, might as well as go grab a towel."
"If that's how you feel about it," Jack allows.
Ianto leans in and kisses him, "I do." He stands and heads to the bathroom. He'll come back with a towel to clean them both up with a content smile on his face.
When Ianto's done, Jack reaches out to pull him back down into bed. "Now I want to get all cuddly."
"I like cuddly," Ianto notes and curls right in.
Jack winds both arms around Ianto and holds him. "I really liked this," he says after a few quiet moments.
Ianto nuzzles in, "Hmm?"
Jack kisses Ianto's forehead, smiling. "I love you."
"Love you," Ianto echoes, closing his eyes now that he's got Jack in his arms and wrapped around him.
It's even easier for Jack to fall asleep now, exhausted and happy.
Ianto's out like a light for the night. He won't wake up until the sun starts filtering in and instead of waking Jack, he's going to find Jack's hand again and stroke it, smiling at the sight of the ring around Jack's fingers.
Jack doesn't wake up at first, but eventually he begins to stir and smiles when he realizes what Ianto is doing. "Mmm." He means to say 'morning,' but ... he's half-asleep.
He's completely happy, enjoying the sight of it on Jack's morning. "Morning."
"Need to get you one," Jack says when he can form human words again.
"But then I won't stare at yours," Ianto says, teasingly.
"Yes you will," Jack teases back, "and I'll stare at yours. And we'll be ridiculous together."
Ianto laughs at that, "Alright, I relent." Jack will get a quick kiss on the nose from him.
Jack smiles and steals a proper kiss from Ianto's lips.
Ianto kisses him back softly.
"Last night was amazing," Jack murmurs when he pulls away.
"It was," Ianto agrees, "I don't know if I can be that quiet every time though, kinda like talking to you."
"No," Jack agrees. "I like hearing your voice. But ... but it was nice. You know, make-up sex."
"I think it was a bit more than make up sex though," Ianto murmurs, "At least for me it was."
"What was it for you?" Jack wonders softly, reaching out to stroke Ianto's cheek.
"I thought it was something special," Ianto murmurs.
Jack leans in to kiss him. "It was something special, Ianto. I just wanted to know how you felt about it."
Ianto smiles at him, "Good."
"So ... tell me how you felt?" Jack asks softly, "Because I thought it was intense. And wonderful. And I loved looking into your eyes and the way you held my hand and I felt so connected with you."
"I wanted to feel your ring," Ianto murmurs softly, tugging Jack's left hand to him. So that he can kiss it.
Jack pauses. He really wanted to know what Ianto had been feeling, but. Well. This is good. He smiles. "It's a nice feeling."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees. He got kind of distracted, and will go back to Jack's question, "As for last night, it was definitely intense, and wonderful. I didn't want break eye contact for anything, I wanted to look into your eyes and never look away. I felt loved."
"I do love you," Jack insists softly, stroking Ianto's cheek gently. "I love you so much."
"Really?" Ianto teases, "I had no idea." He leans in and kisses him. "I hope you know how much I love you, how happy you make me."
"Yeah," Jack answers softly. "I ... forget sometimes. I'm really hard on myself, because sometimes I think I can't make you happy."
"You do," Ianto murmurs.
"I wish I could stop, but. I don't know."
"I know part of it is my fault, because I say something that makes it appear like I'm disappointed with you and I'm sorry about that." Ianto says softly.
"I don't want you to blame yourself for this," Jack answers.
"I know you don't," Ianto murmurs, that doesn't mean he isn't going to.
"I just want you to be happy," Jack says softly. "And ... and last night made me happy, too."
"Good," Ianto murmurs, leaning in to kiss Jack. "Shall I call about breakfast? We've got surfing lessons this afternoon."
Jack laughs softly. "Yeah, I guess so."
Ianto leans in and kisses him, "What would you like?"
"Omelet," Jack answers, "and OJ."
"Okay," Ianto pulls back to grab the phone and order breakfast. He's going an omelet as well and some hash browns.
Jack, meanwhile, rolls out of bed and heads toward the bathroom. Unlike Ianto, he didn't shower last night and feels he's quite ready for it.
There's a long pause as Ianto watches him. "Uh... What?" Ianto says in the phone once Jack disappears into the bathroom.
Jack leaves the door open when he gets into the shower.
He better, because Ianto following after him as soon as he hangs up the phone. "You couldn't have waited for me?" he grumbles good-naturally as he enters the room.
"I wanted to get a head start," Jack says. He's already washing his hair. "I knew you'd distract me."
"But I like washing your hair!" Ianto objects, when climbs in and sees Jack washing his hair. He pouts at the other man.
"Oh," Jack says with teasing disappointment, "I thought you might do other stuff to me."
"What other kind of stuff did you have in mind?" Ianto asks, leaning against the far wall, since Jack isn't letting him wash, he'll ogle.
"I don't know," Jack teases. If Ianto is going to watch, then Jack is going to put on a show.
"No ideas?" Ianto asks, watching with interest.
"I was hoping you'd have an idea." When he moves on to washing himself, Jack takes his time soaping up, lingering a bit to stroke himself with a soapy hand.
"Not going to tell me some of your fantasies?" Ianto asks. "That doesn't seem fair."
"Who says they haven't come true already?"
"I still told you what I think about," Ianto pouts though. "A lot of mine have come true already."
Jack leans forward against the wall, bracing himself with one arm while he strokes himself. "When I'm in the shower," Jack says, moaning softly, "I think about you pushing me up against the tile and fucking me from behind."
Ianto tilts his head, "Yeah, I like that idea, bet you're rather loose from earlier."
"Maybe," Jack teasingly answers.
"What else do you think about?"
"Going down on you," Jack admits. "Sometimes, when you were gone, I'd suck on a toy and pretend it was your cock. I love blowing you."
"Fuck, that's a hot image," Ianto groans.
"Love the way you taste, Ianto," Jack groans softly.
"We need to do a little 69in' again," Ianto notes.
"God, yes," Jack groans.
"Tonight," Ianto murmurs, "Because I think, no, I know I want to press you up against those tiles and listen to you moan my name."
"Ianto," Jack murmurs softly.
"That's it, you better remember how to say it in a few," Ianto growls, advancing on Jack.
Jack glances over his shoulder at Ianto, grinning. "Unless you fuck me so hard I forget."
"Maybe, I should try," Ianto murmurs, reaching to slide his fingers into Jack's arse to see how it is.
Jack is still a little slick from a few hours before. He moans at the feeling of Ianto's fingers pressing into him. "Fuck."
"I'm planning to," Ianto murmurs, turning Jack into the wall and pressing his chest into the other man's.
Jack whimpers softly. "Please, Ianto."
"Just got to make sure you're ready," Ianto murmurs, "Don't want to hurt you."
"You're so good to me," Jack murmurs.
"You're just as good to me," Ianto murmurs, "You going to be okay without lube?"
"Yeah," Jack breathes out softly.
"Alright, you let me know if this hurts in the bad way, okay?" Ianto instructs as he lines himself up, waiting for Jack to agree, before pushing in.
Jack laughs softly at that, pressing back impatiently against Ianto. "I will."
"Good," Ianto kisses the back of Jack's neck as presses in.
Jack tilts his head forward against the tile and groans loudly, doing his best not to tense up as Ianto pushes into him. "Fuck," he breathes, but doesn't tell Ianto to stop.
Ianto is kind of planning on it and nips gently at the back of Jack's neck.
Jack whines softly, but eventually presses back to meet Ianto.
Ianto keeps is slow and pauses once he's fully in, nuzzling the back of Jack's in. "Good?"
"Yeah," Jack moans. "Yeah, that's so good."
"Good..." Ianto murmurs and starts moving. "Want to make it good for you."
"It's always good," Jack assures, moaning.
"Yeah," Ianto agrees.
Jack reaches back to grab Ianto's ass, squeezing encouragingly.
Ianto thrusts, "Love you so much."
"Love you," Jack groans.
Ianto hums softly, panting at the other man.
Jack reaches down to stroke himself again, working back against Ianto's cock in time with his thrusts.
"Oh that's hot," Ianto murmurs, peering over Jack's shoulder to watch his hand.
"You like watching?" Jack murmurs.
"I like watching you," Ianto murmurs.
"I should show off more often," Jack moans.
"I always watch you when you're in the room, can't not look at you," Ianto murmurs.
Jack tilts his head back against Ianto's shoulder. "I love you."
Ianto leans into kiss the other man again.
Jack moans against Ianto's mouth, returning the kiss.
"Love you," Ianto murmurs.
Jack moans. "So close, Ianto."
"Good," Ianto agrees, "So am I."
Something about that strikes Jack as a little funny. He laughs softly, once, and tenses as he comes.
Ianto smirks, feeling Jack come. A few more thrusts and he joins Jack in.
Jack pulls away and slumps forward against the tile, panting.
Ianto peppers the back of Jack's neck and shoulders with kisses.
Jack makes a soft noise. "Mm, that was nice."
"It was," Ianto agrees.
Jack turns his back toward the wall and eyes Ianto. "Did you enjoy it?"
Ianto pushes back to let him turn, sliding out. "Yeah," Ianto murmurs, smiling.
"I, uh ... I owe you twice," he teases.
Ianto shrugs, "You know I won't say no."
Somehow, Jack feels a little awkward now. After a pause, he glances toward the shower door. "I hope we didn't miss room service."
"We'll get it eventually," Ianto says. He's going to lean in and kiss Jack now.
Jack winds an arm around Ianto's middle and returns the kiss.
"I love kissing you," Ianto murmurs softly, when they break. "Love you."
"I love you," Jack murmurs.
"Do I get to at least dry you off?" Ianto asks, mock-pouting at Jack. Oh, its not going to be forgotten that Jack washed his own hair when Ianto was willing to.
"Yes," Jack agrees. "Of course."
Ianto grins, "Good."
Jack steals another kiss. "You're too good to me."
"I think you've got that reversed." Ianto notes.
"Nope."
"Come on, I want to get my hands all over you."
Jack grins and pulls away reluctantly to get out of the shower and reach for a towel. He'll hand it over to Ianto, of course.
Ianto smirks and goes to dry Jack off. He'll take the towel and get right to the job.
Jack closes his eyes and laughs softly.
"Do I want to know what's so funny?"
"I'm just a little ticklish."
"Are you?" Ianto asks softly.
"A little."
"Why haven't I noticed this before?" Ianto asks, grinning wickedly.
Jack grins. "You haven't?"
"Not that I can remember," Ianto replies, stroking his hands up Jack's side.
Jack sucks in a soft breath and tries not to laugh. It's kind of impossible.
Ianto arches an eyebrow, as he glances up from drying Jack's legs.
Jack grins down at Ianto. "Are you ticklish?"
"Not sure," Ianto shrugs, says, smiling at him "Been a while since someone tried to tickle me."
"I'm gonna have to try now, just so you know."
Ianto smiles at Jack, before leaning in and kissing Jack. "You're more than welcome to."
Jack grins and returns the kiss, reaching out to lightly brush his fingertips along Ianto's side.
Ianto breaks the kiss to draw a breath in. "There might be a problem with your experiment."
"What?" Jack wonders.
"You make me a bit giddy no matter how you touch me."
Jack laughs softly and steals another kiss. "I love you."
"Love you too," Ianto agrees when they break the kiss, smiling at Jack.
Jack nuzzles at Ianto's cheek. "I hardly want to get dressed."
"Oh no, I want a ring Harkness," Ianto states. "We're getting dressed."
"Here, I thought you wanted to surf," Jack teases.
"Well, I want to do both, but I want that ring."
"Ring, got it."
Ianto leans in and kisses him. "Have to have something to show off to all my friends."
"I'll get you something gorgeous," Jack promises.
Ianto grins at that, pulling away to tug Jack back into their room. "Come on, let's see if they left the breakfast cart outside for us."
Jack lets himself be tugged, wrapping a towel around his waist as he goes. He'll open the door to check on the state of breakfast. "Hey, they did."
"Excellent," Ianto says, digging through his suitcase to pull on shorts.
Jack wheels the breakfast cart in and over to the table.
Ianto smiles at him, padding over to table. "Good, I'm hungry."
Jack settles right down in his towel to eat. "Me, too."
"Someone likes to have me work up an appetite."
Jack grins. "Guilty as charged."
"I know," Ianto smiles back, digging into his food.
Jack digs in, too, kind of famished now.
"It's good," Ianto murmurs.
"It is. I like the food they do here."
"I think I'm going to miss it when we go back home."
"I can make you breakfast."
"If I ask nicely?" Ianto asks.
"Whenever you like," Jack promises. "Every morning."
"What about if we don't roll out of bed until afternoon?"
"Brunch," Jack says with a smile. "Or lunch."
"Can I make the coffee?"
"I wouldn't want it any other way."
Ianto smile widens and he reaches over to lay a hand over Jack's. Someone is rather happy.
Jack smiles and brings Ianto's hand to his lips to kiss the back of it. He's happy, too.
Ianto squeezes Jack's hand and keeps eating. He's going to try to keep Jack's hand in his.
Jack has no problem with that at all. He smiles and keeps eating.
Once Ianto finishes off his meal and settles into gaze adoringly at Jack.
Jack finishes soon after and smiles across the table at Ianto. "I love you."
"I love you too," Ianto murmurs.
"I guess I should get dressed, huh?"
"Yep," Ianto nods.
Jack gets up from the table and goes over to his suitcase to find something to wear.
Ianto will follow to grab a shirt to put on and ogle.
Jack puts on a show of getting dressed, just for Ianto, donning some shorts and a Hawaiian-print shirt over a white undershirt.
Oh, Ianto realizes what Jack is doing and just smiles. Jack will be greeted with a kiss when he turns to face Ianto.
Jack smiles at that and returns the kiss, slowly.
"I love you and your sexiness." Ianto murmurs.
"I love you."
"I know, you ready to go out?" Ianto asks.
"Just need my shoes."
Ianto glances down, "I should probably put those on, huh?"
"Probably," Jack agrees, sleeping into a pair of sandals.
Ianto grins and pulls his sandals on. He'll meet Jack at the door. "I'm ready."
Jack grabs his wallet, then opens the door for them both.
Ianto steps outside, squinting at the sunlight. "Hold on, I should grab my sunglasses."
"Grab mine, too?" Jack asks.
"Sure," Ianto calls back, going to grab both of them and bring them out. He hands Jack to him and puts it on.
Jack takes the sunglasses and puts them on, then reaches for Ianto's hand.
You mean the hand that is reaching for Jack's? Yeah, Jack can have that one and a smile from Ianto. "Do you have any idea on where to go?" he asks, as they set off walking.
"Not a clue. Let's get a cab and go to the nearest mall. They always have jewelry shops in those, right?"
"Just about," Ianto agrees.
"Then let's do that," he decides. Once outside, Jack will take on the task of hailing a taxi. Which isn't that difficult at a hotel.
Ianto will dart in front of Jack, once they get a cab to open the door for him. "In you go, Handsome."
Jack rolls his eyes a little. "I think, if we're out getting you a ring, I should be the one opening the doors," he quips, but settles into the cab nonetheless.
"If I want to open doors for you then I'm going to," Ianto replies, "Besides, I think you do it the majority of the time. You're quick when it comes to that."
"Yeah," Jack agrees with a soft laugh. Once Ianto joins him in the cab, he asks the driver to take them to a posh mall.
Ianto wraps an arm around Jack and tugs him close as they ride.
Jack settles in close, smiling happily.
They're both happy then. Ianto is content with them.
Once they reach the mall, Jack will pay and tip the driver, then slide out of the cab to offer Ianto a hand out.
Ianto smiles, taking it.
Jack doesn't let go of Ianto's hand once they're out of the car, instead walking with him into the mall.
Ianto smiles and follows along. "There's one of the kiosks, we can probably look for a jewelry store on there."
"Good idea," Jack agrees, heading for the directory.
Ianto follows along after, grinning at him.
Jack checks the directory listing for jewelry stores and finds a couple. "Which would you prefer?"
"You choose," Ianto replies.
"Well, this one sounds nice," he decides, pointing to one on the map.
"Alright, we'll head there and we can stop at others if we see them?"
"Yeah," Jack agrees.
"Sounds like a plan," Ianto agrees, heading off in that direction.
Jack follows along, letting Ianto lead the way and stop wherever he'd like.
Ianto will only stop at jewelry stores.
Well, then the first one they stop in, Jack will go to the men's rings and look.
Ianto follows along, looking at the various rings. "Most of these seem more like wedding bands."
"True," Jack agrees. "What kind of ring would you like?"
"I don't know," Ianto shrugs, looking at the cases. "Wasn't really worried about myself when I looked, tried to find something you'd like."
"Well, worry about yourself now," Jack says.
"I am" Ianto replies.
Jack squeezes Ianto's hand gently. He just wants Ianto to be happy.
Ianto is happy and the ring is just icing on the cake. He's perusing, looking for something that catches his eye and not really seeing anything. "See anything?" he asks Jack, wondering if his lover has spotted something that he think Ianto would like.
"Not really," Jack admits. "Want to go to the next store?"
"Sure," Ianto agrees.
Jack leads the way out of the store and back on the path to the next one.
Ianto follows along.
Jack leads the way into the next store.
Ianto will guide them towards the men's rings, studying the box.
Jack lets Ianto guide them and takes a look, too.
Ianto frowns slightly, studying the various rings. "Are you wanting to get me something with some bling or what?"
"Something nice," Jack says. "Nothing ... gaudy?"
"Are you sure?" Ianto asks, teasingly, "You don't think I'd be a guy for something gaudy?"
"If you want a replica of Duchess Catherine's engagement ring, that can be arranged."
"Nah," Ianto declines.
"Then what do you mean by bling? A diamond?"
"Diamonds," Emphasis on the plural.
"All right," Jack agrees. "We can do diamonds."
Ianto leans in to kiss Jack softly, "You're sweet."
Jack smiles. "Anything you want, darling."
"You know whenever you tell me that, my mind just goes elsewhere." Ianto informs him.
"Well," he teases, lowering his voice, "if that's what you want..."
Ianto's eyes close partway, clearly imagining things. "Bad, bad man," Ianto scolds without any heat.
"You love it," Jack accuses teasingly.
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, forcing himself to move away and look at the rings again. "Part of why I said yes."
"What's the other part?"
"I love you and you know, wanting to spend the rest of my life with you thing is a big part."
"But also I'm a perv," Jack teases, grinning.
"Yeah, but you like to perv on me and I don't mind at all," Ianto says, turning away to kiss Jack's cheek.
Jack laughs softly. "So. Do you see any rings that you like?"
"That's one kind of interesting," Ianto says, pointing at a ring that looks squarish on the outside edge, but circular on the inside. There's a small diamond set near a corner along the edge facing them.
"There's only one diamond," Jack says. "And it's sort of small."
Ianto pauses, glancing at Jack, "You do realize I was teasing you about something gaudy or with lots of diamonds, right?"
"Oh," Jack answers. "I thought you were serious."
"I thought you were playing along with my teasing," Ianto replies, smiling at him. He reaches for Jack's hand and squeezes it, amused.
Jack smiles back. "Well, if you like that one, you could try it on."
"Sure," Ianto agrees and manages to get the salesman's attention to try it on. "What do you think?" he asks Jack, looking at it.
"It's pretty," Jack observes. "It's unique, too. The shape."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, considering it.
"We can keep looking and come back, though. No need to make a decision right away."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, taking the ring off and thanking the salesperson, before leading Jack on, as they're walking he teases, "This time you can look for the non-gaudy stuff and see if anything catches your eye for me." There's a hip bump there.
Jack laughs. "I can try."
"I'd like your input," Ianto tells him.
"All right," Jack agrees. "Do you want something that sort of complements the ring you got me? So our bands will match when we get them."
"I do like your ring," Ianto replies, "I thought the black titanium was unique."
"It is," Jack agrees. Then he grins. "Is this like that ring from that movie where the guy stops a door closing with it?"
"Maybe," Ianto says, laughing.
Jack grins. "I won't try it, I've got this weird phobia of closing my hand in a door, but that's pretty awesome."
"Yeah, no trying to hurt your hand, I'm rather fond of it," Ianto replies.
Jack grins. "But I'm right-handed, so I could still do sexy things to you."
"I still like your left hand," Ianto murmurs.
"Oh yeah?" Jack asks, giving Ianto's hip a squeeze with his left hand.
"Yep," Ianto nods.
Jack laughs softly. "Then I won't smash it."
"Good," Ianto murmurs. "Come on." He tugs the other man into another shop.
Jack follows along easily, smiling.
Ianto asks where the men's rings are and heads over there. He'll look down at the case, perusing them.
Jack leans in and rests his head on Ianto's shoulder as he looks.
Ianto's going to get distracted and stop to kiss Jack's forehead. "See anything?"
"That one's pretty," Jack says, pointing to the one with the gold band in the middle.
"Yeah," Ianto says, leaning down to look at it, "Looks like a cord in there."
"It has a nice diamond."
"It does," Ianto agrees, nodding. "You want me try it on?"
"Only if you want."
Ianto almost rolls his eyes, but signals the salesman to pull that one out. He tries it on. "What do you think?"
"It's pretty," Jack says. "It looks good on you."
"Yeah," Ianto agrees, "Kinda like it." He like the ring on its own merit, but what makes him really like it is that Jack chose it for him. "There's only one downside, doesn't really match yours."
"We can keep looking," Jack says.
"Only if we want to them match," Ianto says. "Do you want them to match at all?"
"Well, I want them to match whatever bands we choose," Jack says, looking down at his ring.
Ianto glances at Jack and back at this one, and frowns, because this is one Jack chose. "That might be difficult with this one." Ianto drifts down towards the bands to see if anything would match the rings.
"There's this one," Jack points out, indicating one with a black band in the middle. "We could get silver bands, maybe?"
"Yeah," Ianto agrees as he slides the gold one off and the salesman hands them him the black one. He'll put that one and show it to Jack. "What do you think?"
Jack holds his hand up next to Ianto's and grins. "Well, they do match. Which do you prefer?"
"I like them both," Ianto replies. He certainly fits the black one a bit more. "What about you?"
"I like them both, too," Jack agrees.
"Well, you're buying it, you choose," Ianto encourages softly. There is no wrong answer, Ianto will love either one.
Jack laughs uncomfortably. "I don't know. Were you this nervous when you picked out mine?"
"Worse, I had a city full of rings to choose from. You've got two," Ianto says softly. He leans in close to him, to whisper, knowing that Jack is probably uncomfortable and tries to alleviate some of it, "There is no wrong answer, whichever one you choose, I'll love it, because you chose it for me. I'd prefer that you choose the ring for me, but if you really don't want to, that's okay, I'll make the call."
Jack really is nervous because he doesn't want to pick something Ianto won't like. Of course, with the reassurance that Ianto is more concerned with the sentimentality of having Jack choose than anything, Jack actually turns his attention back to the case. And, after a moment, asks the sales associate for another ring entirely. "This one ... sort of complements the one you got me without matching precisely."
Ianto smiles, reaching to pull Jack in and kiss him "I like it."
"Really?" Jack wonders, returning the kiss. "'Cause, I thought. We could get pants that are black and silver maybe?"
"Of course, I do," Ianto murmurs. "That sounds like a good idea."
"Try it on," Jack urges. "We might need to get it fitted."
"Put it on," Ianto encourages, holding out his hand for Jack.
Jack grins broadly and does the honors of sliding the ring onto Ianto's finger. "Will you marry me?" he says softly, leaning in close to whisper right against Ianto's ear.
"Yes," Ianto says softly.
Jack smiles and kisses Ianto's ear lightly. "I love you so much."
"I love you."
He pulls back reluctantly to look down at the ring on Ianto's finger. "What do you think?"
"I think you chose me a lovely ring," Ianto replies.
"You really like it?" Oh, Jack feels very good now.
"Yes," Ianto murmurs. "It's kind of a reverse of yours"
"That's what I was thinking," Jack answers.
"You going to buy it for me?" Ianto asks.
"Yes," Jack answers. "Does it fit well? Do you need it resized?"
"I think its fine," Ianto says. Though he'll offer his hand to the salesman to check, he'll nod in agreement. "Looks like we're good."
"Then we'll take it," Jack tells the salesman, moving along the counter to the register to complete the purchase.
Ianto follows along, waiting for Jack to pay for it. While he's doing so, Ianto is going to switch sides he's been walking on, so that when he grabs Jack's hand after the purchase has been completed, Jack will feel the ring. "Do you want to do any other shopping while we're here?"
Oh, that's nice. Jack gives Ianto's hand a squeeze, once his bank account is significantly lighter and they're on their way out of the shop. "We can, if you want."
"I'm asking what you want to do," Ianto says bumping Jack's hip with his own. "I don't mind if we stay, the option is going back to the hotel, and I'm thinking maybe wearing just my ring."
"Oh," Jack answers. "I, uh. I don't really feel/i> like shopping much. Do you?"
"No, not really, my boyfriend just bought me an engagement ring and I kind of want to treat him special."
Jack grins. "Then let's head back to the hotel and take it easy."
"Good," Ianto agrees, heading back to where they had come in.
Jack walks along with him. Once outside, it's a little more difficult to hail a cab, but when it arrives Jack makes sure he's the one to open the door for Ianto.
Ianto grins, leaning in to kiss Jack.
Jack returns the kiss and will settle into the cab next to Ianto once he gets in, giving the driver the address of their hotel.
Ianto pulls Jack close and smiles at him. He's so proud of Jack for choosing the ring on his own and it seems so silly, but he knows that Jack second guesses himself at times, especially when it comes to doing what Ianto wants. It means a lot that Jack chose this ring for him.
It means a lot to Jack, too, actually, because Ianto seems genuinely pleased with his choice and that's, well, really nice. He settles in close with Ianto and enjoys the ride back to the hotel, holding Ianto's left hand on his lap to admire the way the ring looks on.
Oh, Ianto is planning on ways to show just how much Jack doing that means to him. He knows he pushed and probably made Jack uncomfortable, but it was worth it. "I don't think I want to go surfing today," Ianto murmurs softy along the rise. '"I think I'd rather stay in with you until dinner."
"Are we going to go out for dinner?" Jack wonders, nuzzling at Ianto's cheek.
"We have reservations," Ianto reminds him.
"Mm, right, that fancy restaurant you were going to propose at," Jack says, cringing a little. "Sorry."
"S'alright, now its the fancy place we're going to go celebrate our engagement at," Ianto replies.
"I like the sound of that," Jack answers.
"So do I," Ianto agrees. "We could do the hot tubbing afterwards tonight, maybe?"
"We did miss out on that last night," he points out, sounding regretful. He really hated that argument.
"We did," Ianto murmurs. "I like the idea of hot tubbing with you."
"We could do a little when we get back, then some more tonight. It'd be really relaxing."
"We could," Ianto agrees, though he has other plans for Jack.
"We still need to have that champagne," he points out.
"We do, that's why I was thinking tonight under the starlight."
"Oh," Jack answers. "Sounds nice."
Ianto sniffs, putting on a mock-pout, "I was hoping it would be romantic."
"Hey," Jack says, nuzzling at Ianto's cheek. "Of course it'll be romantic."
Ianto's pout morphs into a grin at the nuzzle and hums softly in pleasure.
Thankfully, they arrive back at the hotel and it gives Jack an excuse to kiss Ianto briefly. "Come on," he urges. "Let's go have a romantic afternoon, then a romantic evening, and a romantic night."
Ianto will attempt to pay the cab driver, before sliding out.
Jack bats his hand away and pays the driver, then nudges along the back seat to get out of the cab.
Ianto smiles and waits for Jack to join him outside the car. Once he's out, he'll lean in and kiss Jack.
Jack returns the kiss, then grabs Ianto's hand to head into the hotel.
Part 3