Chapter Two: Conception
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ericadawn16Title: Knocked Up!
Author: Ericadawn16
Prompt: Knocked Up
Character/Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Rhi/Johnny, Ianto/Lisa
Rating:R
Warnings: MPreg, sex, language
Spoilers:Character from COE
Word Count:68,599
Disclaimer for TW and the movie you are using:I own nothing.
Summary:Ianto gets a promotion at work, meets Jack and things are never the same...
Beta: BIG Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
madkatstar_pir8 pirate4evrnavy2 and surreal_44
Author's Notes: This story is very AU. Chapter One: Preconceptions
Chapter Two: Conception
Jack stood with his mates in a corner of the club. It had taken while, but the bouncer had finally let him in. It turned out that he hadn't forgotten John's comment last time.
"How about that one?" asked Owen, pointing out a woman wearing a skirt so tight she couldn't possibly be wearing underwear. He shrugged. Owen could have her.
"That bloke's fit," John commented and motioned with his head to a man with a very tiny waist, "I wonder if he has a poodle."
Maybe there was something wrong with him because Jack didn't see anyone that he'd want to go home with. It wasn't normal. Every single time before, he'd found someone within twenty minutes. This was aggravating.
"I'm getting a drink," he announced as Owen and John chatted up their respective potential partners. Mickey and Andy had settled onto a couch. He waited to see if anyone wanted anything and headed for the bar.
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"It's like everyone in here is twelve years old," Rhi complained as they danced in a corner, "Am I too old to be here?"
Was she being serious?
"What?" Ianto asked because the music was quite loud.
"Am I too old to be here?" Rhi repeated and shook her bottom.
"No, of course not," he told her. He supposed it was a bit odd but he had never made friends easily. Now, they were all married except for Lisa and Martha who were more like acquaintances. He hadn't been able to keep a bloke as a friend. The last one was Eugene at work and he'd died.
"Does it look weird that I'm here?" his sister asked and he knew she was still in a mood from this morning.
"No, not at all," he said as a good brother.
"Am I hotter than these little biffas?" she questioned with her eyes closed.
"Yes," he confirmed to try to cheer her up. He didn't want to think of Rhi that way, "I'm getting us drinks."
He left for the bar before the conversation could go any further.
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Jack sat at the bar doing everything short of waving his arms like he was trying direct traffic. The bartender was being a dick.
"Hello, Bartender! A beer down here would be nice!" he called and wondered if he should unbutton some collar buttons to improve his chances. However, from the way the bartender was chatting up a woman wearing a corset so that she was almost bursting out...he doubted his showing skin would work. If he would only come closer, Jack could be able to convince him better. People were easier to deal with once they'd smelled him. Then, a young man sat beside him on a stool. He was dressed all in blue...Jack's favorite color.
"Hey bartender! Excuse me!" he yelled in a Welsh accent.
"He's literally ignoring this half of the bar. Don't even bother," Jack told him and the other shrugged, "A beer over here, please?"
The bartender glanced in their direction and went back to the woman.
"He looked at us. Did you see that?" asked Jack with annoyance. The young man was wearing a studded belt with tight jeans. Too bad he was sitting down or Jack could look at his ass.
"Maybe he'll take a break to the loo and finish the deal so we can get served," he suggested in a hopeful tone. Jack could listen to that voice all day.
"Okay, you want a beer?" Jack said with his best grin. He had a plan and if it went well, maybe he could at least learn his name.
"Yeah," he confirmed and the zipper of his fitted jacket hit the wooden bar, making a sound.
"Just observe," Jack whispered and looked to the far side of the bar, opposite of where the bartender was occupied. He leaned over to get a better view.
"Sir, do you have the time?" he yelled at a bloke doodling on a napkin.
"9:06!" the man replied as Jack liberated two beers from behind the bar.
"There you go," he said and handed one to the man beside him.
"Thank you," the other spoke and for an instant, he smiled.
"Enjoy it," Jack told him and clinked their bottles. Then, the other man visibly winced.
"Something wrong?" Jack questioned and was about to snap off the bottle cap on the edge of the bar.
"I was supposed to get one for my sister," he explained and Jack stopped his actions. There was only one gentlemanly thing to do.
"Here, take mine," Jack said and held out his beer.
"No, that's okay, I'll wait..."
"Who knows when he'll finally service this part of the bar, just take it," Jack insisted and although the other hesitated, he took it.
"Thank you," he said and held both beers up.
"No problem," Jack told him.
"My name's Ianto, Ianto Jones," the man said and the name was as Welsh as the accent.
"Jack Harkness," he spoke and wished they could shake hands but Ianto had a bottle in both hands. There were all sorts of things he could say at that point...and none were coming out of his mouth.
"Well..." Ianto spoke and stood up, "Thanks again for the beer."
You need to say something now, Jack thought but nothing was happening.
"I'll see you later," he spoke to Ianto's retreating form, "No, I won't because..."
What had happened there? He could flirt with anyone or anything except Ianto Jones? This would not be easily lived down.
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"So, who was that?" asked Rhi, taking the beer from him.
"Said his name was Jack," said Ianto and twisted off the cap with his bare hands.
"And?" she prodded with a smile before using a key ring to take the cap off on her own.
"Kind of cute," he revealed with a shrug, "Older though, like forty."
"Older than me then," Rhi commented with surprise. Then, she used her other hand to check whether her hair was holding its shape.
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"Nice moves, Jack," John quipped before Mickey gave him a high-five.
"I had him. I had him and then...I froze," Jack explained in between gulps of beer, "I'll definitely be thinking about him later."
"Are you fuckin’ crazy, man? He looks...smart. Who’s that he’s sitting with?" asked John in an almost frightening tone.
"It's his sister," he replied and John perked up even more.
"His sister?" John questioned.
"Yeah," Jack confirmed and John stood up.
"It’s the dream. What are we doin’ standing here man? Let’s go. Come on, follow me," he said and took Jack's hand.
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Ianto had just finished off his beer when Jack approached with another bloke.
"Hi," Jack greeted him and he reciprocated, "Hi." This wasn't going to get awkward again, was it?
"Hi, this is my friend, John," Jack explained, "I have my own beer now so it all worked out."
"This is my sister, Rhi," Ianto spoke and motioned beside him.
"Oh, hi, I'm Jack," he said with a grin.
"Hi...Jack, was it?" she asked even though she knew what his name was. Ianto kicked her foot under the table. Jack was growing on him and he didn't want Rhi to chase him off or something.
"Yes," the other man confirmed.
"Nice to meet you," she said and held out her hand, they shook.
"Allow me," John spoke and took her hand before kissing it, "How are you this evening?"
"Good, how are you?" Rhi asked as she took her hand back.
"Just trying not to stare," John replied with ease.
"She's married," Ianto informed him before things went too far.
"Why do you have to say that?" Rhi complained with a glare.
"What?" Ianto responded.
"It's a shame. You're beautiful," John spoke and his brown eyes appeared to be mentally undressing his sister. Something had to be done.
"Thank you," Rhi told him before Ianto blurted, "She has two kids, too."
"Shut up!" Rhi cried.
"What? It's nothing to be ashamed of," Ianto spoke and set down the empty bottle. Jack leaned close to him and whispered in his ear, "You think that’s gonna stop him from hitting on her? It’s not, at all."
His breath hit the sensitive folds and he felt it all the way through his body. His energy from earlier returned as well as the restlessness.
"I love kids!" John exclaimed.
"Really?" Rhi asked with disbelief.
"Yeah, absolutely," John maintained and Ianto wondered if that was code for his having an illegitimate child in every major city. Then, there was the unmistakable chirp of his sister's mobile.
"Excuse me," Rhi told them and flipped open the device, "Hello?"
Was that cologne Jack was wearing or some sort of after-shave? He tried to smell without being too obvious. It was intoxicating.
"What? Is it a rash or is it the chicken pox? I don’t know! Google it. Okay. All right, bye," said Rhi into her mobile before closing it and turning to everyone else, "I got to go. David might have the chicken pox."
"I had the chicken pox three times. I have no immunity to it," John boasted.
"We don't have the heart to tell him it's Herpes," said Jack with a chuckle.
"It's not Herpes if it's everywhere," John argued as Rhi collected her mobile and stood up.
"Are you coming?" she asked Ianto and Ianto looked at Jack. He hadn't noticed Jack's eyes before. They were blue like a Kanchanaburi sapphire.
"Oh, you smell so good," said Ianto without thinking and added, "I'm not tired, I'll just stay."
"Really?" asked Rhi and her brown eyes were questioning.
"Yeah, I'll find my own way home," he said and saw John smirk.
"Be safe," his sister spoke and he hoped his cheeks weren't reddening.
"I will," he promised and told himself that he wasn't making a huge mistake.
"Bye, lovely," John told her.
"Bye," said Rhi and started for the exit.
"All right, I'm going to let you two get to know each other," John spoke with a wink.
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Jack bought Ianto a drink and then another one and then he lost track since he was drinking just as much.
"Actually, she took me out because I got a promotion today!" Ianto declared with a smile. He had the cutest smile.
"What's your job then?" Jack asked.
"You'd find it boring," the other replied, "It's government work."
If he didn't want to talk about it, that was fine with Jack.
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Ianto was hornier than he'd been since he was a teenager. If it weren't for it being a public place full of people, he'd have Jack up against a wall right now. Still, he could control this. He could wait because from what he felt when they pressed together while dancing...Jack felt the same way.
"No, I do, I have the complete Top Trumps Star Wars collection. I used to play it in college," Ianto explained, "If you want, we could go to my place and see it."
Jack played with a button on his collar as he answered, "I'd love to see them."
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Jack walked out of the club with Ianto and if it weren't for holding his hand, it was possible that he'd fall down. Everything seemed funny.
"Wait a minute, we shouldn't drive," Ianto pointed out.
"I don't have a vehicle here anyway," Jack said with a laugh. After a moment, Ianto agreed, "I don't think I do either!"
"Taxi!" Jack yelled and waited for one of the black vehicles to approach. He held the door open for Ianto to enter first and climbed into it after him. As Ianto told the driver the address, he couldn't keep his eyes off those pink lips. When they had stopped moving, he did something about it. Their lips met and parted and their tongues danced over one another. His right hand rested on the back of Ianto's head where the dark hair was short and prickly. He hoped his place was close by.
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Ianto's jeans were beyond tight and very uncomfortable as they exited the cab and made their way across his sister's lawn.
"This is a big yard!" Jack yelled when they were only halfway.
"Shh!" Ianto told him and wished they were the only ones home so they could take full advantage of the pool. When they were within a foot of his door, Jack began kissing him again and he fumbled with his keys. Jack pressed against him and he felt how hard he was through the thinner trouser fabric. He couldn't help the moan that escaped his throat. Then, he plunged the metal into the keyhole and turned. The door came open easier than they were expecting and he fell against but Jack fell on tile entry floor. Ianto laughed before asking, "Are you alright?"
"Not sure," Jack replied and Ianto bent down to help him when he grabbed the edge of his jacket and pulled. Ianto lost his balance and fell except Jack caught him in his arms. He couldn't help noticing how broad and strong they were, like his chest. Ianto kissed him this time and as it deepened as before, Jack removed his jacket. Ianto did the same with the heavy wool coat that Jack wore although it was soft to the touch. Then, Jack raised the stakes by rubbing his leg against Ianto's crotch. Ianto had to stop at the sensation. Before he knew it, Jack was undoing his belt and the zipper it hid.
"Yes," Ianto moaned as Jack slid down those constricting jeans. His cock was peeking through the flap of his boxers; fully erect and dripping. Jack's hand wrapped itself around it and it felt so good. Stroke by stroke, he was bought to a state where he barely felt conscious and then, screaming his appreciation.
"Oh...that was...that was good," Ianto whispered while still trying to catch his breath and saw that not only was Jack's trousers bulging but they had new stains, "I hope the cum comes out."
"Me, too," Jack agreed, "but it wouldn't have been a problem if we'd just taken all of it off first."
There was still plenty of time to do that.
"I do have a bedroom, aptly named because it does, in fact, contain a bed," Ianto pointed out and motioned towards another door.
"That sounds like a plan," Jack agreed and they stood up although the coat and jacket remained behind. Ianto hurried ahead of him and opened the top drawer by his bed; lube, handcuffs, dildo...shit. He used up his last box months ago and never replaced it.
"Do you have a condom?" Ianto asked Jack as he entered.
"I do," the other man confirmed and pushed him back onto the bed. Ianto removed his shirt and jeans as fast as possible with such force that the shoes were pulled off as well.
"Someone has a hole in their sock," Jack said in a sing-song voice and Ianto stuck his foot into Jack's neck hole and pushed downward so that half his shirt became unbuttoned.
"An undershirt? Really?" he asked with disappointment.
"I like the way it looks," Jack defended and pulled the socks off so all Ianto wore were the boxers that didn't hide a thing. He leaned up and tugged the rest of the shirt open. There were several pinging noises as a few of the buttons hit his wooden furniture.
"So, that's how you like it," Jack commented and shook off the ripped shirt before stripping off his undershirt. Ianto stared at his chest; fit without being too hard or bony. It was just the way he liked it. Jack reached down to undo his boots and take off his socks that still looked brand-new. Then, he inched open his belt and trousers at a snail pace as Ianto felt his anticipation build. The tent he pitched in those trousers was quite impressive indeed. To his relief, Jack neglected to wear any knickers and it made its appearance as soon as the zipper reached the end of the line. Ianto gasped at seeing a cock bigger than his own; not an inch difference in length but definitely thicker.
"I think you're drooling a bit, Ianto., Ianto Jones," said Jack with a grin.
"Just a bit," he tried to joke, but his thoughts weren't so coherent anymore as Jack's trousers came off as well. Ianto was standing at attention as he lay on the bed and he pulled off his boxers so he was stark naked on the duvet. Jack climbed onto the bed on top of him and they kissed again. Their cocks rubbed together. Ianto groaned and reached into the drawer by his bed for the lube.
"You think you're ready?" asked Jack in his ear like earlier that night and he shivered all over.
"I'm ready," Ianto uttered, "just put the condom on."
Jack kissed him again. His fingers trailed down Ianto's chest, playing with the hair until reaching his cock and when Ianto closed his eyes, he felt Jack flipping him onto his stomach. Fingers stretched him and hit his prostate until he was begging, "More." He felt Jack leave the bed and knew he would be getting that condom he mentioned earlier. Ianto passed the time by stroking himself, but it was taking too long.
"Hurry up!" he yelled and couldn't help the impatience in his voice. Jack muttered something he couldn't make out.
"What are you doing?" Ianto asked because he was about to finish without him.
"I almost got it," Jack replied, "just give me a second."
A second? It wasn't rocket science.
"Shit, just do it already!" Ianto pleaded and was rewarded with Jack climbing onto the bed again. He sighed in ecstasy at the new breach and they moved in tandem until he screamed Jack's name. Then, he slumped to the bed in bliss as Jack came as well. Ianto didn't remember much after that as sleep claimed him.
Chapter Three: Day One
Author: Ericadawn16
Prompt: Knocked Up
Character/Pairing(s): Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Rhi/Johnny, Ianto/Lisa
Rating:R
Warnings: MPreg, sex, language
Spoilers:Character from COE
Word Count:68,599
Disclaimer for TW and the movie you are using:I own nothing.
Summary:Ianto gets a promotion at work, meets Jack and things are never the same...
Beta: BIG Thanks to
madkatstar_pir8 pirate4evrnavy2 and surreal_44Author's Notes: This story is very AU. Chapter One: Preconceptions
Chapter Two: Conception
Jack stood with his mates in a corner of the club. It had taken while, but the bouncer had finally let him in. It turned out that he hadn't forgotten John's comment last time.
"How about that one?" asked Owen, pointing out a woman wearing a skirt so tight she couldn't possibly be wearing underwear. He shrugged. Owen could have her.
"That bloke's fit," John commented and motioned with his head to a man with a very tiny waist, "I wonder if he has a poodle."
Maybe there was something wrong with him because Jack didn't see anyone that he'd want to go home with. It wasn't normal. Every single time before, he'd found someone within twenty minutes. This was aggravating.
"I'm getting a drink," he announced as Owen and John chatted up their respective potential partners. Mickey and Andy had settled onto a couch. He waited to see if anyone wanted anything and headed for the bar.
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"It's like everyone in here is twelve years old," Rhi complained as they danced in a corner, "Am I too old to be here?"
Was she being serious?
"What?" Ianto asked because the music was quite loud.
"Am I too old to be here?" Rhi repeated and shook her bottom.
"No, of course not," he told her. He supposed it was a bit odd but he had never made friends easily. Now, they were all married except for Lisa and Martha who were more like acquaintances. He hadn't been able to keep a bloke as a friend. The last one was Eugene at work and he'd died.
"Does it look weird that I'm here?" his sister asked and he knew she was still in a mood from this morning.
"No, not at all," he said as a good brother.
"Am I hotter than these little biffas?" she questioned with her eyes closed.
"Yes," he confirmed to try to cheer her up. He didn't want to think of Rhi that way, "I'm getting us drinks."
He left for the bar before the conversation could go any further.
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Jack sat at the bar doing everything short of waving his arms like he was trying direct traffic. The bartender was being a dick.
"Hello, Bartender! A beer down here would be nice!" he called and wondered if he should unbutton some collar buttons to improve his chances. However, from the way the bartender was chatting up a woman wearing a corset so that she was almost bursting out...he doubted his showing skin would work. If he would only come closer, Jack could be able to convince him better. People were easier to deal with once they'd smelled him. Then, a young man sat beside him on a stool. He was dressed all in blue...Jack's favorite color.
"Hey bartender! Excuse me!" he yelled in a Welsh accent.
"He's literally ignoring this half of the bar. Don't even bother," Jack told him and the other shrugged, "A beer over here, please?"
The bartender glanced in their direction and went back to the woman.
"He looked at us. Did you see that?" asked Jack with annoyance. The young man was wearing a studded belt with tight jeans. Too bad he was sitting down or Jack could look at his ass.
"Maybe he'll take a break to the loo and finish the deal so we can get served," he suggested in a hopeful tone. Jack could listen to that voice all day.
"Okay, you want a beer?" Jack said with his best grin. He had a plan and if it went well, maybe he could at least learn his name.
"Yeah," he confirmed and the zipper of his fitted jacket hit the wooden bar, making a sound.
"Just observe," Jack whispered and looked to the far side of the bar, opposite of where the bartender was occupied. He leaned over to get a better view.
"Sir, do you have the time?" he yelled at a bloke doodling on a napkin.
"9:06!" the man replied as Jack liberated two beers from behind the bar.
"There you go," he said and handed one to the man beside him.
"Thank you," the other spoke and for an instant, he smiled.
"Enjoy it," Jack told him and clinked their bottles. Then, the other man visibly winced.
"Something wrong?" Jack questioned and was about to snap off the bottle cap on the edge of the bar.
"I was supposed to get one for my sister," he explained and Jack stopped his actions. There was only one gentlemanly thing to do.
"Here, take mine," Jack said and held out his beer.
"No, that's okay, I'll wait..."
"Who knows when he'll finally service this part of the bar, just take it," Jack insisted and although the other hesitated, he took it.
"Thank you," he said and held both beers up.
"No problem," Jack told him.
"My name's Ianto, Ianto Jones," the man said and the name was as Welsh as the accent.
"Jack Harkness," he spoke and wished they could shake hands but Ianto had a bottle in both hands. There were all sorts of things he could say at that point...and none were coming out of his mouth.
"Well..." Ianto spoke and stood up, "Thanks again for the beer."
You need to say something now, Jack thought but nothing was happening.
"I'll see you later," he spoke to Ianto's retreating form, "No, I won't because..."
What had happened there? He could flirt with anyone or anything except Ianto Jones? This would not be easily lived down.
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"So, who was that?" asked Rhi, taking the beer from him.
"Said his name was Jack," said Ianto and twisted off the cap with his bare hands.
"And?" she prodded with a smile before using a key ring to take the cap off on her own.
"Kind of cute," he revealed with a shrug, "Older though, like forty."
"Older than me then," Rhi commented with surprise. Then, she used her other hand to check whether her hair was holding its shape.
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"Nice moves, Jack," John quipped before Mickey gave him a high-five.
"I had him. I had him and then...I froze," Jack explained in between gulps of beer, "I'll definitely be thinking about him later."
"Are you fuckin’ crazy, man? He looks...smart. Who’s that he’s sitting with?" asked John in an almost frightening tone.
"It's his sister," he replied and John perked up even more.
"His sister?" John questioned.
"Yeah," Jack confirmed and John stood up.
"It’s the dream. What are we doin’ standing here man? Let’s go. Come on, follow me," he said and took Jack's hand.
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Ianto had just finished off his beer when Jack approached with another bloke.
"Hi," Jack greeted him and he reciprocated, "Hi." This wasn't going to get awkward again, was it?
"Hi, this is my friend, John," Jack explained, "I have my own beer now so it all worked out."
"This is my sister, Rhi," Ianto spoke and motioned beside him.
"Oh, hi, I'm Jack," he said with a grin.
"Hi...Jack, was it?" she asked even though she knew what his name was. Ianto kicked her foot under the table. Jack was growing on him and he didn't want Rhi to chase him off or something.
"Yes," the other man confirmed.
"Nice to meet you," she said and held out her hand, they shook.
"Allow me," John spoke and took her hand before kissing it, "How are you this evening?"
"Good, how are you?" Rhi asked as she took her hand back.
"Just trying not to stare," John replied with ease.
"She's married," Ianto informed him before things went too far.
"Why do you have to say that?" Rhi complained with a glare.
"What?" Ianto responded.
"It's a shame. You're beautiful," John spoke and his brown eyes appeared to be mentally undressing his sister. Something had to be done.
"Thank you," Rhi told him before Ianto blurted, "She has two kids, too."
"Shut up!" Rhi cried.
"What? It's nothing to be ashamed of," Ianto spoke and set down the empty bottle. Jack leaned close to him and whispered in his ear, "You think that’s gonna stop him from hitting on her? It’s not, at all."
His breath hit the sensitive folds and he felt it all the way through his body. His energy from earlier returned as well as the restlessness.
"I love kids!" John exclaimed.
"Really?" Rhi asked with disbelief.
"Yeah, absolutely," John maintained and Ianto wondered if that was code for his having an illegitimate child in every major city. Then, there was the unmistakable chirp of his sister's mobile.
"Excuse me," Rhi told them and flipped open the device, "Hello?"
Was that cologne Jack was wearing or some sort of after-shave? He tried to smell without being too obvious. It was intoxicating.
"What? Is it a rash or is it the chicken pox? I don’t know! Google it. Okay. All right, bye," said Rhi into her mobile before closing it and turning to everyone else, "I got to go. David might have the chicken pox."
"I had the chicken pox three times. I have no immunity to it," John boasted.
"We don't have the heart to tell him it's Herpes," said Jack with a chuckle.
"It's not Herpes if it's everywhere," John argued as Rhi collected her mobile and stood up.
"Are you coming?" she asked Ianto and Ianto looked at Jack. He hadn't noticed Jack's eyes before. They were blue like a Kanchanaburi sapphire.
"Oh, you smell so good," said Ianto without thinking and added, "I'm not tired, I'll just stay."
"Really?" asked Rhi and her brown eyes were questioning.
"Yeah, I'll find my own way home," he said and saw John smirk.
"Be safe," his sister spoke and he hoped his cheeks weren't reddening.
"I will," he promised and told himself that he wasn't making a huge mistake.
"Bye, lovely," John told her.
"Bye," said Rhi and started for the exit.
"All right, I'm going to let you two get to know each other," John spoke with a wink.
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Jack bought Ianto a drink and then another one and then he lost track since he was drinking just as much.
"Actually, she took me out because I got a promotion today!" Ianto declared with a smile. He had the cutest smile.
"What's your job then?" Jack asked.
"You'd find it boring," the other replied, "It's government work."
If he didn't want to talk about it, that was fine with Jack.
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Ianto was hornier than he'd been since he was a teenager. If it weren't for it being a public place full of people, he'd have Jack up against a wall right now. Still, he could control this. He could wait because from what he felt when they pressed together while dancing...Jack felt the same way.
"No, I do, I have the complete Top Trumps Star Wars collection. I used to play it in college," Ianto explained, "If you want, we could go to my place and see it."
Jack played with a button on his collar as he answered, "I'd love to see them."
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Jack walked out of the club with Ianto and if it weren't for holding his hand, it was possible that he'd fall down. Everything seemed funny.
"Wait a minute, we shouldn't drive," Ianto pointed out.
"I don't have a vehicle here anyway," Jack said with a laugh. After a moment, Ianto agreed, "I don't think I do either!"
"Taxi!" Jack yelled and waited for one of the black vehicles to approach. He held the door open for Ianto to enter first and climbed into it after him. As Ianto told the driver the address, he couldn't keep his eyes off those pink lips. When they had stopped moving, he did something about it. Their lips met and parted and their tongues danced over one another. His right hand rested on the back of Ianto's head where the dark hair was short and prickly. He hoped his place was close by.
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Ianto's jeans were beyond tight and very uncomfortable as they exited the cab and made their way across his sister's lawn.
"This is a big yard!" Jack yelled when they were only halfway.
"Shh!" Ianto told him and wished they were the only ones home so they could take full advantage of the pool. When they were within a foot of his door, Jack began kissing him again and he fumbled with his keys. Jack pressed against him and he felt how hard he was through the thinner trouser fabric. He couldn't help the moan that escaped his throat. Then, he plunged the metal into the keyhole and turned. The door came open easier than they were expecting and he fell against but Jack fell on tile entry floor. Ianto laughed before asking, "Are you alright?"
"Not sure," Jack replied and Ianto bent down to help him when he grabbed the edge of his jacket and pulled. Ianto lost his balance and fell except Jack caught him in his arms. He couldn't help noticing how broad and strong they were, like his chest. Ianto kissed him this time and as it deepened as before, Jack removed his jacket. Ianto did the same with the heavy wool coat that Jack wore although it was soft to the touch. Then, Jack raised the stakes by rubbing his leg against Ianto's crotch. Ianto had to stop at the sensation. Before he knew it, Jack was undoing his belt and the zipper it hid.
"Yes," Ianto moaned as Jack slid down those constricting jeans. His cock was peeking through the flap of his boxers; fully erect and dripping. Jack's hand wrapped itself around it and it felt so good. Stroke by stroke, he was bought to a state where he barely felt conscious and then, screaming his appreciation.
"Oh...that was...that was good," Ianto whispered while still trying to catch his breath and saw that not only was Jack's trousers bulging but they had new stains, "I hope the cum comes out."
"Me, too," Jack agreed, "but it wouldn't have been a problem if we'd just taken all of it off first."
There was still plenty of time to do that.
"I do have a bedroom, aptly named because it does, in fact, contain a bed," Ianto pointed out and motioned towards another door.
"That sounds like a plan," Jack agreed and they stood up although the coat and jacket remained behind. Ianto hurried ahead of him and opened the top drawer by his bed; lube, handcuffs, dildo...shit. He used up his last box months ago and never replaced it.
"Do you have a condom?" Ianto asked Jack as he entered.
"I do," the other man confirmed and pushed him back onto the bed. Ianto removed his shirt and jeans as fast as possible with such force that the shoes were pulled off as well.
"Someone has a hole in their sock," Jack said in a sing-song voice and Ianto stuck his foot into Jack's neck hole and pushed downward so that half his shirt became unbuttoned.
"An undershirt? Really?" he asked with disappointment.
"I like the way it looks," Jack defended and pulled the socks off so all Ianto wore were the boxers that didn't hide a thing. He leaned up and tugged the rest of the shirt open. There were several pinging noises as a few of the buttons hit his wooden furniture.
"So, that's how you like it," Jack commented and shook off the ripped shirt before stripping off his undershirt. Ianto stared at his chest; fit without being too hard or bony. It was just the way he liked it. Jack reached down to undo his boots and take off his socks that still looked brand-new. Then, he inched open his belt and trousers at a snail pace as Ianto felt his anticipation build. The tent he pitched in those trousers was quite impressive indeed. To his relief, Jack neglected to wear any knickers and it made its appearance as soon as the zipper reached the end of the line. Ianto gasped at seeing a cock bigger than his own; not an inch difference in length but definitely thicker.
"I think you're drooling a bit, Ianto., Ianto Jones," said Jack with a grin.
"Just a bit," he tried to joke, but his thoughts weren't so coherent anymore as Jack's trousers came off as well. Ianto was standing at attention as he lay on the bed and he pulled off his boxers so he was stark naked on the duvet. Jack climbed onto the bed on top of him and they kissed again. Their cocks rubbed together. Ianto groaned and reached into the drawer by his bed for the lube.
"You think you're ready?" asked Jack in his ear like earlier that night and he shivered all over.
"I'm ready," Ianto uttered, "just put the condom on."
Jack kissed him again. His fingers trailed down Ianto's chest, playing with the hair until reaching his cock and when Ianto closed his eyes, he felt Jack flipping him onto his stomach. Fingers stretched him and hit his prostate until he was begging, "More." He felt Jack leave the bed and knew he would be getting that condom he mentioned earlier. Ianto passed the time by stroking himself, but it was taking too long.
"Hurry up!" he yelled and couldn't help the impatience in his voice. Jack muttered something he couldn't make out.
"What are you doing?" Ianto asked because he was about to finish without him.
"I almost got it," Jack replied, "just give me a second."
A second? It wasn't rocket science.
"Shit, just do it already!" Ianto pleaded and was rewarded with Jack climbing onto the bed again. He sighed in ecstasy at the new breach and they moved in tandem until he screamed Jack's name. Then, he slumped to the bed in bliss as Jack came as well. Ianto didn't remember much after that as sleep claimed him.
Chapter Three: Day One
