Title: Examination
By: lilithangel
Pairings: Ianto/Owen
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: masturbation, fingering, oral sex and medical play.
Summary: “You’re not usually this clumsy. If I didn’t know better I’d say you were doing it on purpose.”

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Owen frowned as he faced Ianto. It was the third time in two weeks he’d had to patch up the other man. Sure they were stretched without Jack but there was more going on.

“Is this some sort of dumb arse suicide attempt?” he said bluntly.

“I beg your pardon?” Ianto looked at him blankly.

“You’re not usually this clumsy. If I didn’t know better I’d say you were doing it on purpose. So are you attempting death by Weevil?”

“That was your game, not mine.” Ianto snorted.

“So if it’s not some sort of stupid way of punishing yourself, and you haven’t suddenly lost depth perception…” Owen mused as he laid out supplies. “Take off your shirt and get on the table,” he ordered and then he saw it.

The widening of pupils normally associated with drug use, change of light conditions or arousal. He was pretty sure he could rule out the first two.

“Hold still,” he said and started cleaning the wound on Ianto’s shoulder. There was no reaction to him pressing against the wound except a wince of discomfort so it wasn’t a pain kink. “Any other wounds I need to check?” He quickly covered the wound with a dressing.

“I don’t think so,” Ianto said but made no move to get off the table.

“When was the last time I gave you a thorough examination?” Owen said as he snapped his gloves off. The tremor that ran through Ianto’s body cemented Owen’s suspicions. It figured that Jones would be a kinky fuck, Jack was always drawn to them and the suits should have been a dead giveaway.

“I wasn’t aware that was part of your duties,” Ianto said.

“I’m the team doctor,” Owen said irritably. “With Jack gone it’s my duty to keep the rest of you alive. Why don’t you slip out of the rest of your clothes and I’ll do it now.”

“Are you that desperate to see me naked Owen?” Ianto said sarcastically.

“That’s Doctor Harper,” Owen said sternly, “and you’re past due a full physical so don’t make me pull rank on you.” He hadn’t bothered with his lab coat when he’d followed Ianto down but he pulled it on as Ianto slowly undressed.

It wouldn’t be the first game of doctor Owen had played, a couple of girlfriends at medical school had been into it and there’d been one memorable night with Katie before they’d got engaged and another intern who’d been more than willing to play patient to their doctor and nurse. Owen had a feeling Ianto was one like that intern who got off on the ritual and humiliation of medical examination.

Owen laid out his instruments and turned back to find Ianto standing awkwardly beside the table.

“I don’t have a gown handy sorry,” he said, “so hop up on the table for me and we’ll get started.”

Ianto shivered slightly as he settled on the table and placed his hands in his lap covering his genitals.

Owen started with the normal procedures. Heart and pulse (hiding his grin when Ianto flinched at the cold stethoscope but not protesting) then ear, nose and throat. He let his fingers linger just a little longer than strictly professional and knew he was right when Ianto pressed slightly into the touch. He made notes as he went, there was no reason he couldn’t update Ianto’s file when they were finished.

“Are you eating properly?” Owen asked his fingers brushing over Ianto’s ribs. “I’ll take some bloods later. Make sure you’re not deficient in anything other than brain cells.”

“Ha ha,” Ianto deadpanned.

“Now lie back and bend your knees up for me,” Owen said, “hands at your sides please.”

Ianto hesitated for a moment and then obeyed. Owen ignored Ianto’s erection and palpitated his stomach. “Any discomfort? Good.” He put one hand on Ianto’s ball sac and fondled them. “I’ll just check for irregularities,” he said belatedly, barely pretending that he was performing a medical exam. “I want to check your prostate,” he added, “and I’ll need a sample of your semen but that shouldn’t be a problem.” He tapped the head of Ianto’s cock with his pen.

Ianto was watching him so he brought the pen up to his lips and tapped them absently letting the slick of Ianto’s juices coat them as if he wasn’t aware of it.

“Any trouble with urination or ejaculation?” he asked licking his lips.

“No,” Ianto said, his voice breaking slightly as he attempted to answer calmly.

“No burning sensations or weak flow?” Owen continued. Ianto shook his head as Owen sucked on the end of the pen before putting it down. His breath hitched as Owen picked up the medical lube and squeezed out a dollop.

Owen slicked up the fingers of his right hand as Ianto watched. “Relax, this won’t hurt a bit,” he said parting Ianto’s cheeks and pushing one finger into Ianto’s hole.

Ianto hissed at the intrusion but obeyed Owen’s instructions and relaxed around the digit. Owen patted Ianto’s thigh with approval and added a second finger twisting the around to search for the nub of flesh and nerves.

“Everything seems fine,” he said as he pushed against it making Ianto’s cock twitch. “I think I’ll capture that semen sample now,” he added. He’d left the cap off the lube so it was easy to gather some onto his free hand and stroke Ianto’s cock until Ianto was thrusting into his fist and pressing back onto his fingers.

“What a slut you are,” Owen said admiring the way Ianto was writhing on his fingers, “taking everything I do to you and begging for more.” He felt Ianto clench around his fingers and lowered his mouth to capture the spurts of semen as his words and fingers drove Ianto to orgasm.

Owen looked up at Ianto as he swallowed around the pulsing shaft and smiled as the other man swore softly. He added a third finger as the muscles relaxed and straightened up letting Ianto’s cock slip from his lips.

Licking his lips as Ianto watched he pushed his scrubs and underwear down to reveal his own hard cock. “Just the oral exam to go and you’re done.” He moved around and brought his cock up to Ianto’s mouth. “Open wide and say ah.”

It was an awkward angle as Owen kept his fingers buried in Ianto’s arse but Owen knew it wouldn’t take long after everything that had happened. Ianto twisted around to get more of his cock and moaned when the movement pressed the knuckles of Owen’s fingers in deeper.

Owen thrust shallowly into Ianto’s mouth as the moan vibrated around his cock and Ianto’s tongue pressed against the underside of the head. Owen pulled back and clumsily jerked his cock as his orgasm boiled up so he could watch his seed spill into Ianto’s mouth the last few drops landing on the plump fucked lips.

“Next time I’ll have to do a deeper rectal exam,” Owen said as he removed his fingers letting Ianto see the speculum on the instrument tray.

Ianto shuddered as Owen stripped off the latex gloves and tossed him some wipes to clean up with.

“Next time?” he said as he tidied up.

“I am your doctor; I think I know best in this don’t you?”

“Yes doctor,” Ianto said and that was that.

END

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