Title: Watching You
By: lilithangel
Pairings: Ianto/Owen
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: masturbation and minor domination.
Summary: He loved to watch his partner masturbate. Owen and Ianto during the Year that Wasn’t.

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They were an odd pair everyone agreed but they had found a balance. Gwen and Tosh were just happy that they weren’t trying to kill each other and didn’t want to know any more than that. Tosh occasionally looked sad at their casual intimacy especially when Gwen was off with Rhys and she had agreed yet again to man the Hub.

The few times they went out strangers didn’t really believe they were together much to Ianto’s amusement. It tended to lead to Owen marking his territory which led to enough sex to keep Ianto smiling and Owen looking smug all day.

Owen learned that there were many things he liked about Ianto some of which he was even willing to credit Jack with. He liked how responsive Ianto was in bed, he liked the wicked look Ianto would get sometimes a work and he really liked what Ianto could do with steady hands and an agile tongue.

What he really loved was to watch Ianto’s face contort in pleasure. Whether it was by his hands, his tongue or his cock so long as he could see the calm reserve break apart and a younger more sensual Ianto appear sweating and writhing.

Luckily Ianto was more than happy to indulge him and to discover mutual kinks. Like at that very moment with Gwen and Tosh out investigating a sighting, Ianto manning the Tourist office and Owen idly monitoring the CCTV network in case anything showed.

Owen had one window open to the camera in the Tourist office and Ianto’s glance upward indicated he knew it was on.

Ianto leaned forward onto the counter as if reading a brochure but one hand was beneath it and his elbow flexed. Owen sat forward with a curse unable to see anything and knowing exactly what Ianto was doing.

Ianto glanced up at the camera again and moved back from the counter so Owen could see him palm his cock making its shape visible through his trousers. He licked his lips and smirked knowing how much Owen would want to join him and how annoyed his lover would be to have to stay put even as they both enjoyed the show.

Ianto continued to rub his cock through the fabric of his trousers with one hand as he answered the phone and gave directions to a lost tourist. Even though the phone number wasn’t actually listed anywhere people still managed to find them although Ianto sometimes questioned the word people.

Ianto hung up the phone and moved into the little back room where he could still see the counter. Owen’s hands fumbled with his trousers as he watched Ianto unzip and reach down.

Ianto’s strokes were long and leisurely only allowing Owen the briefest glimpse of the head of his cock where it pushed up through his fist. Owen’s trousers were pushed down to his knees but he stayed away from his cock desperate to last for the whole show.

Owen watched as Ianto pulled his cock free of his underwear to jut out above the waistband of his trousers so he could cup his balls in one hand while the other twisted around the head smearing the leaking juices around without making contact with his shirt.

Ianto released his balls and moved up to stroke the shaft. Then he lifted his other hand to his mouth and licked the juices clean sucking each finger into his mouth looking directly into the camera.

Owen moaned and tightly gripped the arms of his chair to avoid jerking his cock wildly at the sight. He moaned again when Ianto stopped and redressed walking back into the main room in answer to the jingling bell over the door.

Owen watched in frustration as Ianto gave the two young girls a brochure for the castle and smiled at their flirting. He sighed as Ianto escorted them out and locked the door, turning the closed sign over. He waited impatiently for Ianto to turn out the lights and trigger the entrance to the Hub.

Ianto walked into the Hub to find Owen sitting waiting for him, cock erect and bobbing slightly.

“Good boy,” he said, “open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”

Owen obeyed with a promptness that the girls would have been surprised by. Ianto unzipped and freed his still hard cock. All the build up meant it only took a few strokes to shoot into Owen’s mouth. Owen let it pool on his tongue until the last few drops were squeezed out. At Ianto’s nod he swallowed and then licked Ianto’s cock clean.

Only then did he touch his own cock catching his release in one hand. Ianto brought it up to his mouth and licked it clean mimicking the actions he’d done on the CCTV for Owen earlier.

“You really are one kinky fuck,” Owen said as they tidied themselves up.

“And you love it,” Ianto said smugly, knowing how much Owen enjoyed watching.

END

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