Title: Moment To Moment
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Ianto Jones/Tenth Doctor
Fandom: Torchwood/Doctor Who
Rating: NC-17
Table: 30_sex_scenes
Prompt: 23, Orgasm Denial
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own Ianto Jones or the Tenth Doctor. Please do not sue.

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"Ianto .... please ...."

The young man couldn't keep back the smile that curled the corners of his lips upwards, though he didn't want to seem too self-satisfied. He loved seeing the Doctor like this; though he knew that it was cruel, in a way, the Time Lord hadn't vetoed the idea.

Still .... what if this reminded him too much of things that the Master had made him suffer through? The smile disappeared, to be replaced by a thoughtful expression.

Ianto looked down at the Time Lord, naked and spread out on his bed. His eyes were closed, his cheeks flushed, his lips parted -- and his cock was rock-hard against his belly. Needing to come, but unable to do so.

Ianto had never seen such a beautiful sight in his entire life. He leaned down to press a kiss against the Doctor's chest, genty nibbling at one small nipple, then moving his mouth to the other nipple to circle it with the tip of his tongue.

He loved tasting the Doctor's skin, hearing the Time Lord's moans, feeling the other man writhe under him. He loved everything about this man; loved making love to him, loved being with him. The Doctor was his dream come true.

He hadn't intended to do this at first, but the idea, once it had popped into his head, had seemed irresistible. He'd talked to the Doctor about it beforehand, of course. He didn't want to do anything to his lover that would bring back bad memories.

But the Doctor had told him to go ahead, to live out his fantasies -- and that if they got out of hand, he would let Ianto know in no uncertain terms.

So he was doing that -- but with caution. He'd made sure that the Doctor didn't have a problem with wearing a cock ring, and that he had a safe word. Though Ianto was sure that it wasn't the Time Lord's first foray into this sort of thing, he still wanted to be prepared.

He pushed his lubed fingers deeper inside the Doctor, keeping his eyes on the other man's face. He loved seeing the Doctor like this, so wanton, so abandoned, surrendering himself to the physical sensations Ianto was causing.

No one else he'd ever been involved with would have dreamed of letting him do something like this to them -- not even Jack. The immortal had never wanted to give over control to anyone, and he'd have laughed to think that Ianto wanted that control.

But, of course, no one else he'd ever been with was anything like the Doctor. And he'd never had this sort of connection, either physical or emotional, with another person. The Doctor was his soul mate, his destiny, the man he was meant to spend his life with.

The Doctor writhed under him as his fingers pressed deeper, moaning softly, his head turning from side to side, his voice choked when he spoke.

"Ianto .... please .... I need to ...."

"Shhh, love. I know you need to come -- and I'll let you, soon," Ianto soothed him, reaching out to stroke the Doctor's damp hair back from his flushed face. Only a few moments more, just to see how far he could take this before he granted the Time Lord release.

His fingers found the Doctor's prostate, crooking slightly inside the other man to stroke the small, sensitive gland, once, then twice. The Doctor's hips arched upwards as he moaned again, the sound more frenzied this time, more urgent.

"Only a few more moments," Ianto whispered, easing his fingers from the Doctor's body and lifting the Time Lord's hips. He positioned himself between the Doctor's spread thighs, taking a breath before pressing forward into the other man.

Ianto closed his eyes, feeling his breathing already starting to become ragged. This would only last for a few minutes at most; he was already so aroused that he knew he wouldn't be able to last for long, and the Doctor needed release as much as he did.

How long had it been now? An hour or more that he'd teased the Time Lord, kept him teetering on the edge? And he'd turned himself on in the process, watching the Doctor.

But he would give them both what they needed now, Ianto told himself, thrusting into the Doctor again with a sound somewhere between a gasp and a moan. He was already sliding the cock ring off, slowly, taking his time.

He wanted to time it so that they both reached completion at the same moment -- not something that would be easy to do, but Ianto was fairly sure he could make it happen. And if not .... then they could always do this again sometime.

The Doctor's hips bucked up against his own as he thrust forward; the Time Lord's fists were clenched, his breath coming in jagged gasps. Ianto's eyes locked with his lover's; he could feel the tension in both of them, building almost to the breaking point.

He was nearly at the point of no return, and he was sure that the Doctor was as well. It was past time to stop the teasing, before this mutated from pleasure into pain for the Time Lord. Ianto slid the cock ring off, whispering in a hoarse, husky voice.

"Come for me, love," he gasped, the words not so much a command as a plea. "Now."

He could feel the Doctor's muscles clench and tighten around him, feel the tremors that shook the Time Lord's body. He clasped the other man in his arms, pulling the slender body close against him as orgasmic shudders wracked them both.

Ianto felt as though his heart would pound out of his chest; he could feel the Doctor's dual hearts thumping against his own, a sensation that never failed to shoot a thrill through his body. He had managed to make those hearts beat faster; they were beating for him.

He rolled to the side with the Doctor still clasped in his arms, not pulling out of the Time Lord. Raising one hand to stroke it through the Doctor's hair, he whispered into his lover's ear, the words soft and gentle, coming from his single heart.

"I love you." They were the only words he could say at the moment. The only words that could possibly express how he was feeling.

"I love you, too," the Doctor told him, snuggling into his embrace. "Even if you did make me wait for that for far too long." He looked up at Ianto, a small smile quirking his lips. "But I'll forgive you for that, since the end result was so incredible."

"You didn't think I could deny you for too long, did you?" Ianto teased, brushing his lips across the softness of the Doctor's mouth. "I'd never do that, Doctor. I was just trying to see how far I could take things before we both gave in."

"I'm glad you couldn't," the Time Lord murmured, settling down in his arms with a sigh. "After that, I think I'm far too relaxed to move. So if you dont mind staying like this for a while ...." His dark eyes met Ianto's, a question in their depths.

"Oh, I don't mind at all," Ianto murmured, a smile on his lips. Somehow, he had the feeling that this wasn't going to be the last time tonight that he and the Doctor made love. He was already looking forward to their next coupling -- and forming a few ideas for what could happen.

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