Title: He Always Cheats
By: amuly
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Word Count: 2,044
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jack tries to cheat at nekkid hide and seek, but Ianto catches him.
Warning: nothing

           Jack scuttled carefully through the Hub. The lights were mostly off, just the odd emergency light or computer screen lighting the room around him. His bare feet padded almost silently on the concrete beneath him. He climbed the stairs to his office, glancing around quickly before ducking in. Standing, he accessed the computers behind his desk. He pulled up the live CCTV footage and started rapidly cycling through the cameras. Hopefully Ianto hadn’t found any blind spots in the Hub and neglected to tell him about it…

            “That’s cheating, Jack.” Jack spun around, crouching slightly as his eyes darted around the room. Ianto’s voice hadn’t sounded very close, but with the way the acoustics were in the Hub, he could never be too sure.

            Smiling, Jack straightened. “What’s cheating?”

            A moment passed. Jack knew Ianto was considering. If he spoke again, Jack would zone in on his location by his voice. On the other hand, if he didn’t speak, Jack would just go back to the CCTV footage. When no response seemed imminent, Jack turned back to the computer. Before his fingers even touched the keypad, the background wiped. On a black screen, glowing white words appeared: I have my PDA. I can see you accessing the footage. Stop cheating, or you don’t get your reward.

            Jack smiled. Resourceful Ianto. Jack typed back: Having your PDA is cheating. A moment later a reply typed itself out on the screen: Only using it to keep an eye on you and enforce the rules, sir.

            Jack rolled his eyes and trotted out of his office. “You would use your PDA to just enforce the rules, Ianto.” Jack’s eyes swept around the Hub. Where would Ianto be hiding today? Ianto had previously hidden in the autopsy cabinets, Mwyfawny’s nest, Jack’s bunk (oh, that one was fun, considering what Ianto had been doing when Jack found him…), the backroom in the tourist office, and the hothouse. Ianto was predictable enough that Jack knew he would never use the same hiding spot twice, and the Archives were off-limits (due to the fact that Jack would never find him down there). He couldn’t be in the vaults, because he was within shouting distance.

Jack squinted, hands on his hips, surveying the Hub. That only left…Jack smiled. If he was right, well, they hadn’t done anything in there yet…

Quietly, Jack crept his way down the stairs. He passed by the cog door and paused, squinting in the low lighting. He though he could make out a foot, just barely peaking out from behind the cabinet in the weapons room. Jack kept himself as far back as possible, trying to not let Ianto catching sight of him until it was too late. He crouched down as he drew nearer, squatting as he made his way the last few feet to the other side of the weapons' cabinet. He paused there for a moment, listening carefully. Just barely, over the noise of computers humming in the background, he thought he could hear Ianto breathing.

Taking a risk, Jack rolled his head around the corner of the cabinet and looked. There it was, that little pale foot peeking out from around the other side. Holding his breath, Jack got down on hands and knees and crawled around the cabinet. One foot, two, and then… “Gotchya!”

Jack jumped on top of a delicious mix of surprised and naked Ianto, shoving him into the wall behind him and knocking the wind out of him.

“And I didn’t cheat. I think that deserves a reward, don’t you?” Jack set to work nibbling at Ianto’s neck. Ianto let his neck roll back as he struggled to regain his breath. “And before you say it, I didn’t see you on the CCTV. So if I did cheat, it was ineffective and in no way assisted my win.”

“Understood, Jack. Would you like to…”

Jack captured Ianto’s lips, now that he was sure he had gotten his breath back. A moment of tongues and lips and teeth later, Jack pulled back and shook his head. “Nope. I want my prize now.”

Ianto smiled that deliciously wicked grin; that grin that went straight to Jack’s groin every time. Jack leaned in to kiss Ianto again, and within a moment Ianto was lying on the ground, Jack hard and rocking on top of him. “Ianto, where’s the closest…”

But Ianto’s left hand was already scrambling, reaching over to the cabinet they were lying behind. He pulled open a drawer and rummaged around in it, all the while keeping up the rhythm of Jack and his hips. Triumphantly he extracted his hand and closed the drawer. Jack gratefully accepted the tube from him and kissed him fiercely. “Trust my Ianto to store lube next to his hiding spot.”

Ianto gasped as Jack’s hips ground into him, eyes shut. “I…always prepared, sir. Thinking ahead.”

Jack leaned down and kissed Ianto fiercely. “Just another reason why I keep you around.” Jack chose that moment to slip a slicked-up finger into Ianto, hoping to cut off a witty retort.

Why Jack would ever think he could silence Ianto’s wit was beyond him. He should really know better by now. As Ianto writhed and gasped under Jack’s ministrations, he managed to find the air to say “Here I…thought…it was for the…the suits…ah!” Ianto squeezed his eyes shut as Jack inserted a second finger. Jack grinned as he thrust his fingers in and out of the young Welshman beneath him. Ianto was trying to thrust down onto the fingers, while still grinding his cock into Jack’s above him.

Jack leaned down and kissed Ianto fiercely. He leaned back and ran a thumb over his jaw line, smiling as Ianto tried to capture it in his mouth. “Ready?”

“Yes, Jack. Please…”

Jack pulled his fingers out and spread some lube onto his cock, grinning as he watched Ianto whimper and take his own cock in hand, stroking it impatiently. “So polite.”

Ianto rolled his eyes, but the expression didn’t quite hold the same force it normally did. That probably had something to do with the fact that he was lying naked on the ground in the weapons' room, one hand on his cock, the other gripping Jack’s bicep roughly.

Unable to wait another moment, Jack pulled Ianto’s hips forward, who eagerly leaned back and lifted them up for Jack. Angling himself carefully, Jack thrust into Ianto in one long, tortuous movement. For a moment, both lay there, gasping at the sensation. Jack was the first to recover, and he looked down at Ianto for a long moment. Ianto lay there with his eyes still closed, eyebrows squeezed together to form a small worry line between them. Jack gripped the back of Ianto’s neck with his left hand and kissed the line softly. When he pulled back, blue eyes were looking up at him, and Ianto’s mouth was turned up in a small smile.

Experimentally Jack thrust forward, and Ianto’s eyes fluttered closed again. Jack smiled and thrust again, harder this time. Now Ianto’s lips parted, and Jack kissed them lightly, before letting his head fall to rest in the crook of Ianto’s neck. He began to thrust in earnest, feeling Ianto move beneath him and meet his thrusts. As they found a rhythm, Jack reached his right hand down between their bodies and grasped Ianto’s cock, pumping it in sync with their hips. Ianto gasped and Jack felt his hands scrambling on his back, clutching and scratching.

Jack grunted as he sped up the pace. Ianto’s body felt so good beneath him: so tight, so hot, so sweaty and just so perfect… Ianto grabbed a hold of Jack’s ass with one hand, squeezing it and pulling it into him, trying to force Jack to thrust harder. Jack got the message without Ianto saying anything. He grabbed hold of Ianto’s hips and lifted him up more, adjusting the angle so he could thrust into him harder. Ianto moaned beneath him. “Jack, there…”

Jack fumbled and turned his head, sloppily planting kisses on the side of Ianto’s face and neck as he thrust. He could feel himself getting close now, especially with Ianto’s fingernails digging into his ass the way they were. A few more thrusts and he felt Ianto clenching around him, wetness spilling over his hand. Jack let himself go then, thrust erratically into the tight heat of Ianto as he came.

Breathing heavily, Jack lay there as he felt his cock soften in Ianto’s ass. His hand was trapped between their bodies and felt sticky, but he didn’t care. He lay there and breathed, feeling Ianto’s and his heartbeats thundering in their joined chests. Jack kissed and nipped at Ianto’s jaw until he turned his head, letting Jack capture his lips in a lazy, post-coital kiss. Their tongues slid over each other’s until Jack pulled back, planting a light kiss on Ianto’s nose. Ianto rolled his eyes, but it was obvious his heart wasn’t in the gesture. Grinning wickedly, Jack thrust against Ianto again, his now-soft cock still inside him. Ianto groaned and shoved Jack.

“No. You found me once, you get one shag. Wouldn’t want to be breaking the rules, now would we?”

Jack carefully pulled out of Ianto and pulled his trapped hand out from between them, but didn’t move off Ianto. “Oh, what fun are rules if you can’t break them once in a while?”

Jack leaned back, smiling down at Ianto, who was arching an eyebrow rather fetchingly. “Well sir, you know if you break the rules there must be…punishment.”

Jack widened his eyes and leered. “Punishment? What kind?”

Ianto seemed to contemplate this for a moment. “Not sure, but I would think that it depends on the one doling out the punishment. But, since your cheating was entirely ineffective, I think no punishment is necessary. This time.”

Ianto shifted beneath Jack, then stared up at him, clearly not amused. “Now, if you could get off me, I could clean us up and put the lube away?”

Jack let himself kiss Ianto once more, then rolled himself to his feet. He reached a hand down and helped Ianto to his feet as well, before pulling him in for another kiss. “Alright Jack, I get the idea, you enjoy shagging me. Now go get dressed. Here…” Ianto pulled a wet-wipe out of the same drawer that he had stashed the lube and wiped down Jack’s stomach and flaccid cock. Jack raised an eyebrow as his cock twitched with the contact, but Ianto was having none of it. He turned Jack around bodily and shoved him forward. “Go on, Jack. Wouldn’t want the others getting an eyeful.”

As he started away Jack leered over his shoulder at Ianto. He just grinned back ruefully, then bent down to stash the lube properly and wipe himself down. After a moment’s consideration of the beautiful, naked Welshman straightening up, Jack jogged back over. He kissed Ianto again, softly and sweetly, then pulled back to look him in the eyes. He held Ianto’s chin between his thumb and forefinger before he said “You know, I like you for more reasons than shagging.”

Ianto smiled sweetly at him as he brought his hand up to caress Jack’s face. “I know. Just try explaining that to Owen.”

Jack laughed and kissed Ianto one last time. Ianto spluttered and pulled away. “Come on, let’s get you dressed. If I let you, you would ignore all conventions of decency and necessity just to kiss me all day.”

Jack allowed Ianto to lead him through the Hub and back to his office, where their clothes were laid out carefully on the couch. “I thought I did that anyways?”

Even though his back was to Jack, he could sense the arched eyebrow on Ianto’s face. “We do get some work done, Jack. In fact, in approximately twenty-eight minutes, the rest of the team will be here, and we will have to get some work done.”

With this, Jack jogged in front of Ianto and turned around to face him as they walked. “Twenty-eight minutes? So then we have some time?” Ianto groaned as Jack dragged him up to his office.

“Should have lied…”

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