Title: London Interlude
Author: bookwrm89
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Series: 1) A Torchwood Costume Party, 2) Private Unmasking, 3) Meet Ceryse...She's Welsh
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Jack & Ianto don't belong to me...if they did...well...sorry, where was I? Oh yeah...they don't belong to me, but Ceryse is all mine!
A/N: Sorry this took so long to get posted. The combination of fever and cold medicine did some weird things to my imagination and everytime I tried to write this I'd get angry at Jack for being attracted to Ceryse when he's already got the fabulous Ianto at his side. Ianto and Ceryse finally sat me down and let me know that, really, they don't mind sharing Jack...so, here it is! Hope you like it!
Summary: Cross dressing Ianto (yes, I went there).

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"Jack, where are we going?"  Ianto was used to Jack's spontaneity, but dropping everything and taking off for the weekend was new.
"It's a surprise."
"That is a particularly unenlightening reply.  I don't even have any extra clothes with me." 
"Relax, Ianto.  I dropped by your flat and packed for you.  You have everything you're going to need."
"I hope you realize that a toothbrush and lube does not qualify as everything I'm going need."  Ianto teased.
Jack laughed. "I love the way your mind works, but, no, that is not all I packed for you."  He slid a teasing look at the man sitting next to him.  "I also packed deoderant and the stopwatch."
Ianto let out a shout of laughter and relaxed back into his seat.  Whatever Jack had planned, Ianto knew that he'd end up having fun.  He trusted his captain.
"So, I've been meaning to ask, what was up with Owen and the voice modulator at the costume party?  He said you were the one that found it for him."  
"You really need to read the Discworld books.  You don't know what you're missing out on."  Ianto shook his head in exasperation.  "At least I finally got you to read The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy."
"Yeah, that was good.  Betelguesian's aren't anything like that Ford Prefect guy though, they have tentacles, and this really neat thing they do with..."
"Stop.  I don't want to know."

Ianto eventually realized they were headed to London, but Jack still wouldn't tell him why, even when Ianto tried to seduce the information out of him.  That just ended up adding an extra hour to the trip because Jack couldn't wait and found a deserted lane to have his way with Ianto in the backseat of the SUV.

When they finally arrived at the hotel and checked in, Jack tipped the bellman and then pulled Ianto into his arms, giving him a long, slow kiss before telling him what the plan was.
"I did some research this morning after you left my office and Vixens is still in business.  I thought it would be fun to go there and dance, just spend some time together away from Cardiff.  You can go as Ceryse if you want, but if you don't want to, that's fine too.  I brought clothes for both."  Jack held his breath, waiting to see if Ianto liked his idea or not.
"Jack...thank you...I think it's a wonderful idea."  Ianto kissed him softly.  "Now, let's see what you packed."

Jack pointed him in the direction of the suitcase and shopping bags he'd packed and laughed as Ianto dug into the bags with all the joy of a kid at Christmas.  Ianto disappeared into the bathroom to take a shower and Jack, though he was tempted to follow and offer to wash his back, laid down on the bed instead.  He smiled to himself, thinking how lucky he was to have Ianto in his life.  There was something about the young Welshman that had attracted him from the beginning, but it had gone much deeper than that and now...well, he'd see how the weekend went.

Ianto walked out of the bathroom wearing nothing except a towel wrapped low around his hips.  His hair was wet and there was a drop of water making it's way down his neck to the hollow of his throat.  Jack couldn't resist and walked over to lick the drop of water away before kissing his way up the side of Ianto's neck.
"Jack, we're never going to leave the hotel room if you keep doing that." Ianto gasped. 
"Mmmm, would that be such a bad thing?" Jack breathed into Ianto's ear.
"Nope.  It would be lovely.  But I would kind of like to go out dancing with you."
"Ok, ok...dancing it is." Laughed Jack.  "But we are definitely continuing this later."
"Definitely."

Jack walked into the bathroom to take a shower and Ianto started to get ready.  He smiled to himself as he put on the outfit Jack had picked out for Ceryse.  Jack always had liked him in red.  He was sitting at the dressing table putting Ceryse's makeup on when Jack came out of the bathroom.  By the time Jack was dressed in his leather trousers and a fitted black shirt, Ceryse was ready to go.  Slipping on the stilleto heels, she stood up and twirled around.
"Well, Captain, do I meet with your approval?"  Ceryse's husky voice asked.
"Oh, yeah."  Jack replied.  "There's just one thing missing."  He reached into the pocket of his greatcoat and pulled out a black velvet box.  Handing the box to his lover, he watched as Ceryse opened the lid.  The blue eyes widened as the antique silver locket on a black velvet ribbon was revealed.
"Jack?"  Ianto's voice questioned.
"Open it."  Jack whispered.
Opening the locket, Ianto saw a picture of he and Jack that Tosh had taken several weeks ago.  They had their arms around each other and Tosh had snapped the picture just after they'd kissed.  They hadn't realized anyone else was there until the camera had flashed and the look on their faces was ungaurded and tender.  Tears welled up in Ianto's eyes as he realized where he'd seen the locket before.  After Gwen's wedding, Jack had shown him the pictures in the tin box.  She hadn't been wearing it in the wedding picture, but there was another picture of her where she was wearing the locket.  Jack's wife, Melissa.
"Jack, I can't..."
"I want you to have it, Ianto.  She would be glad that I've found someone else, even if it took me 100 years to do it, and she would've loved you."  Jack's voice was husky with emotion.
"Thank you, Jack.  Could you?"  Ianto turned so Jack could fasten the locket around his neck.

"Now, let's go dancing, shall we?"  Jack smiled and held his arm out expectantly.
Ianto laughed and replied, "Lead on, my Captain.  I just hope I don't break an ankle, it's been awhile since I wore stiletto heels."
"Hey, you're with the Captain.  I'll take care of you."

They took a taxi to Vixens and walked in after paying the cover charge.  The club hadn't changed all that much in the last six years, the walls were a different color and the dance floor was a little bigger, but that was it.  As they looked around for a table, they heard someone calling Ceryse's name.
"Oh my god, Ceryse, is that really you?"  It was the owner of the club, Brent Evans. "It is you!  I haven't seen you in years!  Where have you been?"
"Brent, it's good to see you!"  Ceryse's husky voice exclaimed.  "I wasn't sure you'd still be here."
"Where else would I be?" Brent laughed.  "Where the hell have you been, and who is this gorgeous man?"
Jack laughed and held out his hand, "Jack Harkness.  I'm Ia..Ceryse's boyfriend.  We've been keeping her hidden down in Cardiff."  He'd felt the small start of surprise when he'd introduced himself as Ianto's boyfriend and smiled to himself at the other surprises he had in store for the young Welshman.
"As much as I'd love to sit and get all caught up, I have the feeling you two would like to be alone.  The VIP table is empty, sit there and drinks are on the house tonight.  Have a great evening!"

They sat down at the table indicated and gave their drink orders to the waitress.  The drinks were delivered and Jack looked his lover sitting silently next to him.
"Penny for your thoughts."
"I was just thinking how much I've changed since I quit working here.  It seems strange to think back to those carefree days."  It was Ianto's voice that answered.
"How long did you work here?"  Jack asked.
"About six months.  It was fun, but the bar scene got old pretty fast.  I was dating one of the bartenders and when we broke up it was awkward working here, so I quit.  I left Ceryse behind and drifted through a series of boring jobs until Torchwood recruited me."  There was a slight shadow in the blue eyes, until Ianto shook it off.  His next words were in Ceryse's husky tones, "So, Captain.  You didn't invite me out to reminisce about my past.  Would you like to dance?"

Jack had been enjoying the ungaurded look into Ianto's past, but realized that the younger man didn't want to talk about it anymore.  He stood up and held his hand out as he replied, "Yes, I would like to dance.  Very much."

They spent the evening on the dance floor, their bodies moving in time to the music.  To outsiders they appeared to be a man and a woman on a romantic date.  But Jack was very aware that it was Ianto he was holding close in his arms.  It was Ianto's head on his shoulder and Ianto's blue eyes looking into his own.  And it was Ianto that he'd fallen in love with.

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Jack closed the door quietly behind him, trying not to waken the sleeping man in his arms.  They'd spent the night dancing and after the day at work and the long drive to London, Ianto had been exhausted and fallen asleep on the cab ride back to the hotel.  Not wanting to disturb his peaceful slumber, Jack had carried him into the hotel and up to their room, thanking the gods that the hotel had elevators now.  Dropping the room key on a table as he passed, Jack walked over to the four poster bed and gently laid Ianto down, smiling at the small frown that crossed the young man's face at the loss of contact.  He reached out and removed the black wig before gently easing Ianto out of the red jumper and black mini skirt.  He also removed the black tights, revealing those long, luscious legs to his view.  Jack smiled to himself, remembering the fate of the stiletto heels.  Ianto had kicked them off the minute they got in the cab with a comment that women were insane for wearing them on a daily basis.  Jack had left them in the cab.

He walked into the bathroom and ran warm water over a face cloth, wringing it out and then going back to gently wash the makeup off of his lover's face.  His pulse increased when Ianto turned his face into his hand and kissed his wrist.  The younger man didn't wake up however and Jack made sure he was tucked up under the sheet and duvet before taking the face cloth back to the bathroom.  

Wishing he felt like sleeping, Jack shed his clothes and climbed into the bed, smiling when Ianto automatically snuggled up next to him.  Wrapping his arms around the young man, he allowed his mind to wander.  Something Ianto had said earlier in the day brushed his mind so he pulled it out and looked at. "By the time we started...whatever we.... Then you left, and came back, and we started dating."  They'd never really discussed exactly what their relationship was though, and that's what Jack was hoping for from this weekend.  He knew what he wanted, but it was extremely difficult to read Ianto, and the young Welshman was very good at keeping his true thoughts to himself.  There were moments when he was sure he saw love shining out of those blue eyes and he allowed himself to hope that maybe Ianto hadn't said anything because he hadn't said anything.  Without realizing it, Jack drifted to sleep dreaming of a lifetime with Ianto.

He awoke the next morning to a pair of warm lips doing decidedly wicked things to his ear and long fingers caressing their way down his chest and abdomen and brushing feather-light touches on his instantly awake cock.  He smiled and stretched, opening his eyes to look up into Ianto's serious blue gaze.  Reaching up, he drew Ianto's head down and captured those lips with his own.  Their passion quickly spiraled and the gentle caresses turned more demanding.  The room filled with the small moans and sighs that accompanied the foreplay.  Then Ianto reached for the lube and poured a generous amount into his hand.  Jack gasped when Ianto slipped two fingers inside of him and began caressing and stretching, quickly adding a third finger until Jack begged him for more.  Ianto used the rest of the lube on his hand to prepare himself then positioned himself, lifting Jack's leg to his shoulder before thrusting himself deep inside with one sure stroke.  Jack's hands grabbed Ianto's hips and urged him to move faster.  Ianto reached down and took Jack's swollen cock in his hand, stroking in time with his thrusts until Jack came with a shout.  With two more quick thrusts, Ianto followed, spilling his seed deep inside of Jack.

Ianto collapsed on top of Jack, giving him a kiss before pulling back and telling him, "Good morning."
Jack laughed and wrapped his arms around the younger man, "Oh, that's one of the reasons I love you, Ianto Jones, you're impeccable manners."
"What did you just say?"  Ianto's voice was quiet.
Jack looked up into the shocked blue eyes above him, "I said I love you, Ianto Jones."  He watched as the shock softened and dissolved into wonder then brightened into pure happiness.
"I love you too, Jack."  Ianto said softly.  
They melted together into a slow, loving kiss.  Jack pulled back though when he tasted tears.  He looked at the beautiful man in his arms and reached out to tenderly brush the tears off of his face.
"Shhhh, Ianto.  What's wrong?" he whispered.
"Nothing...I just...Jack, I was so afraid.  I tried...I really tried not to fall for you, but I couldn't help myself.  I told myself that we were friends with benefits, that it would never be anything more...and I convinced myself that would be enough...." his voice trailed off.
"I was afraid too, Ianto.  I've loved and lost before.  I can't spend the rest of my life with you and it's going to hurt like hell when I lose you.  I tried not to fall for you too.  But you, Ianto Jones, are irresistable.  The more I got to know you, the deeper I fell.  And I don't want to spend whatever time I have left with you trying to hide what I feel."  Jack's voice shook, "I still am afraid.  I know what the future holds, I've been there, but I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow.  What I do know is that I love you, and whatever happens tomorrow or the next day, I want you there by my side."
Ianto cupped his hand around Jack's face and drew him in for another kiss, which dissolved into laughter when both of their stomachs rumbled in hunger.
"So much for romance, eh?"  Jack laughed.  "Let's get cleaned up and order some room service."

They showered together, kissing and caressing until the passion built up again and they ended up making love while the hot water cascaded over them.  When they got out, Jack picked up the phone and ordered breakfast while Ianto looked through the clothes Jack had packed for him.  Deciding on jeans and a button up, striped shirt, he quickly got dressed.  Jack had disappeared into the bathroom, so Ianto opened the door when room service knocked.  An attractive young woman wheeled the cart into the room.
"Good morning, Sir.  Would you like me to set up the table for you?" she asked with a bright smile.
"Um, yeah, sure..thank you."
"Ianto, have you seen my cuff-links?"  Jack walked out of the bathroom wearing jeans and with his shirt unbuttoned.  Ianto looked around the room and saw the cuff-links on the table next to the bed.  He picked them up and gave them to Jack, who smiled and gave him a quick kiss.  "Thanks."
"All set, Sirs.  If you could just sign the bill?"  
Jack signed, writing in a generous tip, and the young lady left the room.
"Mmmmm...coffee, the nectar of the gods."  Jack sighed, pouring himself and Ianto a cup.  "It's not as good as yours, but they make pretty good coffee here."

Over breakfast, they discussed what they were going to do for the rest of the day.
"Well, I've been thinking.  When we get back to Cardiff, how would you feel about us moving in together?"  Jack was a little hesitant in asking, he didn't want to rush the younger man.
Ianto smiled, immediately putting Jack's fears to rest.  "I think that would be a great idea.  The only question is where?  You're living area at the Hub is kind of cramped and my place isn't much better."
"We could expand the area at the Hub, of course that would mean retconning the entire construction crew.  Maybe we should find someplace away from work?"  Jack asked.
"It would be nice to have a place all our own.  The Hub isn't exactly the most private place, even after hours."  Ianto mused, thinking of the time Gwen had caught them in the arboretum.  Jack grinned, knowing exactly what Ianto was thinking about.
"So, we'll find a flat when we get back.  Let's go shopping today and get some stuff for our new place!"  jack smiled expectantly.
Household shopping with Jack, Ianto thought, this should be interesting.  He found himself getting caught up in Jack's excitement though, fascinated at this never before seen part of his lover's personality.

Two hours later Ianto's sides ached from laughing at Jack's antics.  The man was an impulsive shopper who had the ability to turn everything into a sexual innuendo.  Some of the ideas he'd had for using kitchen utensils were definitely worth remembering though.  Ianto had made a list of things they'd need and so far they'd only managed to buy one thing...a new coffee machine.  If there was one thing Jack was willing to be serious about, it was his coffee.  Which is why they were currently sitting in the department store's coffee shop.
"Nope, it has to be red."  Jack insisted.  "You look gorgeous in red and when we're in bed, I want to see you surrounded in the color."
Ianto rolled his eyes, but smiled, secretly pleased.  He was loving Jack's romantic side.

That afternoon they returned to the hotel loaded down with bags.  They'd bought new bedding, towels, dishes, cutlery, the coffee machine and several other household items.
"Oh my god, Jack, where are we going to put all of this stuff?"
"We'll dump it in the Hub until we find a place.  In fact..."  Jack looked at the younger man, "let's head back now.  We can spend tomorrow looking for a place."
Ianto laughed, "You just want to get back and make sure there's no problems with the Rift."
"Not true.  I'm just anxious to start my new life with you, Ianto Jones."  Jack replied, pulling the Welshman in for a kiss.  
"You, Jack Harkness, are very convincing," Ianto laughed, when Jack finally let him up for air.  "Ok, let's go back to Cardiff."

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Next story in series - Don't Forget Me, Ceryse.