Title: Torchwood Easter - #2 Holy Saturday
Author: brella_owul
Team Players: Jack & Ianto
Series: 1) 1) Torchwood Easter - Good Friday
Disclaimers: All owned by BBC and RTD of course!
Spoilers: None
Rating: NC-17 !
Summary: Sweet tastes and a cake that was never going to bake - PWP !
*OK forgive me - I'm trying not to over-indulge on chocolate and so I'm indulging in slash instead*
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Sitting on the sink, Jack licked the spoon like a hungry child and
smiled at Ianto
'This is almost as delicious as you'
'Whatever Jack!.... oi get your fingers out of the bowl' Ianto snapped, flicking Jack's hands away
'Well give me
somewhere else to put them then!' Jack teased.
Ianto looked at him and raised an eyebrow, he sighed
'This isn't easy you know Jack - you have hardly any food in here and as far as kitchens go, this....' he indicated around him '...makes a great cupboard!'
Jack threw a
chocolate chip at him but missed
'You're the one who wanted to cook - I was happy to keep you naked all day
and just play'
'Its tradition - we always cook on Holy Saturday in our house'
'Holy Saturday? - has this got something to do with Batman?' Jack giggled and aimed more successfully with his next chocolate chip. He couldn't be sure if it was the chocolate hitting its target or what he said that earned the frown from Ianto
'No Jack!'
the Welshman sighed 'its just Holy Saturday, we didn't go to church so I don't
know about that stuff but ma always cooks'
Jack leant back against the cupboard door and watched Ianto quietly as he
poured random amounts of ingredient into his bowl, there seemed to be no need
for measuring. Ianto looked up
'It's when you bake the cakes and biscuits for Easter day'
Jack dipped a finger in the bowl and tasted the mixture 'Mmmm that's good' he
said and when Ianto met his eye he winked and made a greater play of sucking
his finger
'Bloody hell, stop thinking about sex!' Ianto said shaking his head and trying to ignore the sudden blood flow to his groin that Jack's behaviour was causing.
'Ah come on!
Lets have some fun....' Jack cried slipping down from the sink and smacking
Ianto's ass with the wooden spoon. The Welshman span round and offered a
warning glare
'Stop it!' he said firmly
'Sorry' Jack smiled flicking some cake mix at him, it landed on Ianto's cheek and he growled
'Jack! Let me get this in the oven'
'I have something that needs putting somewhere hot too' he teased and flicked Ianto's ass with the tea-towel
'Jack!' he looked murderous but as he turned away his left hand came up and tossed a cupped palm of flour at the grinning Captain. The white dust caught him face on and he sneezed
'Oh like that is it' Jack retaliated with a teaspoon catapult and a glob of butter - it hit Ianto's chest and slid slowly off onto the floor. The Welshman looked down at the buttery impact and pulled his t-shirt off with a look of barely suppressed amusement
'Behave' he
warned and wiped a sticky, cake mix covered hand down Jack's chest.
Jack lunged for him and rubbed butter in his hair, leaving it mussed up and on
end
but then had to struggle away as Ianto poured coco powder down his boxers. Jack
stepped quickly out of them and both men laughed at the site of his coco dusted
erection
'I'm reminded of one of your Cappuccinos' Jack drawled and looked at Ianto
grinning. Their eyes met and the challenge was unmistakeable, in answer to it
Jack aimed an egg at Ianto's ass and instead caught his side leaving egg
running down his boxers and onto his thigh
'Ughhhhh! You twat' Ianto shrieked and dipped a full grasping hand into the
butter. He charged towards the Captain who laughed as he ran behind the
armchair. He and Ianto danced warily around each other until finally Ianto
dived across the chair and caught Jack's arm, pulling him down and smearing the
butter across his face and neck.
Jack stood and spat the salty fat from his mouth
'Ewww ...' he said making for the kitchen 'I need a drink!' but he headed
instead for the cake mix and arming himself fully he turned to see a vulnerable
Ianto pulling his slimy shorts off and using them to wipe egg from his
leg.
Jack narrowed his eyes wickedly and stepping closer took aim with an entire
handful of cake mix, it hit Ianto's back as the Welshman stood upright and he
shrieked. Bringing his hand back from his back he saw the chocolaty batter and
his eyebrows lowered, he ran at the giggling Jack and caught him around the
waist, they wrestled to pass each other and as Jack claimed a cheeky kiss,
Ianto grabbed the milk from behind him and held the bottle like a loaded gun
'No, Ianto' Jack smirked backing away 'put it down....'
Ianto shrugged and made to obey then as Jack stopped moving he swung his arm up
and launched the cold milk at him.
'Ahhh!' Jack shouted and Ianto laughed as he watched the whiteness roll down
the Captain's chest, running over the smeared cake mix. Jack looked himself up
and down and grinned
'Truce?' he offered Ianto and the Welshman who was trying to figure out how
he'd got cake batter on his thighs smiled.
He looked at Jack and for all the wet milk, chocolaty batter, coco and butter
he looked hot....in fact Ianto realised, he looked incredibly fuckable covered
in stickiness. Jack was by now standing with his coco dusted cock in hand
looking intently at Ianto's naked, gooey body
'Come here' he said hoarsely
Ianto smiled and obeyed, as he reached Jack he scooped the cake batter from his
chest and put his finger to the Captain's waiting lips. His mouth opened slowly
and Ianto watched intently as Jack held his eye and sucked his finger
gently.
A soft "Mmmm" escaped his lips as Ianto pulled his finger away and
trailed it down Jack's chin. He leant forward and kissed him, smooth fingers
running over his naked body, searching for the special zones guaranteed to
please.
Jack broke
the kiss and pulling Ianto by the hand he turned towards his room
'Bed' he ordered
'Cake?' Ianto panted
Jack raised
an eyebrow and then looked down at his own chest
'Get me any hotter and it'll bake right here' he grinned and pulled
the Welshman firmly to the bed
Ianto lay flat on his back on the messed up bed, moaning and trying so hard to
maintain control. Jack was lying next to him and was in his element, roughly
licking the Welshman's body clean. He was loving the groans and straining
muscles as he used his mouth to touch everywhere other than Ianto's cock. He
knew he could make the younger man cum in seconds if he'd only stray that way
but he was having too much fun. Ianto groaned, one hand soft in the back of
Jack's hair. The Captain loved these sounds his lover made, the moans, the
filthy 21st century profanities, the deep growls of welsh and of course his
name. His name was short in Ianto's voice, it was ragged and harsh in his
groans and often it was soft in his peaking moans.
Finally Jack had tortured enough and he raised his head to look at his lover's eyes.
'Jack...God,... don't stop' Ianto pulled him up and kissed him roughly, his cock desperate for attention and hard against Jack's thigh.
Jack giggled and rubbed his nose around Ianto's face, nuzzling him lustfully and finally Eskimo kissing him
'I thought you might want to do something else' he breathed
Ianto
growled.
'Either get back down there or start fucking me' he begged
'Mmmm...decisions, decisions' the Captain giggled again and ran his hands over the Welshman's chest, flicking at his nipples. Ianto moaned and put his own hands firmly on the older man's hips and kissed his shoulders and neck, his teeth nipping occasionally in response to pinches to his nipples. Jack now covered the Welshman's body with his own, one large hand clutching the curve of a hip and the other the back of his neck.
'You have no idea how much I want you...' Jack whispered
Ianto
reached down and firmly fisted the Captain's wet cock
'I think I do' he smiled
A low growl came from Jack's throat and he knelt up off of Ianto, looking deep
into his eyes he licked his lips and ordered
'Up, on your knees'
Ianto moved
to the head of the bed, he knelt up and pressed his palms to the solid wall.
Jack's arms encircled him and he felt the hot body pressed up against his own.
Jack was panting, and he kissed Ianto's neck with ragged kisses as the Welshman
pressed himself back against the older man's cock, allowing him to slide in
smoothly. He cried out as he took the whole of Jack's length and to keep
himself from cumming he pressed his forehead to the wall and kept his eyes
focused on Jack's knees between his own. He was shaking and it was up to the
stronger body of the Captain to support him as he turned his head to the side.
Jack kissed him, tasting the salty-sweetness of the sweat running down from his
brow then took hold of his cock firmly and began to stroke him in time with his
thrusts.
Ianto gasped 'Ohh fuck...Jack'
He knew he wouldn't last long especially with the added friction of Jack's body
stuck to him with the cake batter on his back.
He was right and neither of them lasted long.
Ianto came
long and hard, spilling repeatedly over Jack's hand just as the man behind him
let out a deep groan and filled him with hot cum. Jack panted, resting his chin
on Ianto's shoulder as the Welshman leant against the wall, squirming through
some aftershocks as Jack slid out of him. They slid down onto the bed together
laughing as their breathing slowed.
'Wow' Ianto panted pulling Jack closer into his back 'that was good'
Jack obliged him and snuggled into a comfortable spoon hug, his arm across
Ianto's chest holding him tight
'Yeah...better than cake'
'Hey' Ianto laughed 'you've never tasted my cake'
'No...' Jack whispered into the Welshman's ear, pushing his already recovering cock against him 'but I have tasted you and I can't believe there's anything better
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