Title: Untitled
By: cupiecake
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: NC-17
Warning: character (Jack) death
Summary: How's that song go? One week since you looked at me, cocked your head to the side and said 'I'm angry'? Ianto/Jack. DIRTY.***
Jack died a week ago. He understands by now how this works.
It hurts Ianto to see that happen to him. To see Jack lying lifeless, sometimes bleeding out, eyes unfocused and unblinking. Jack gets it. He lets Ianto have time, space. He doesn't take it personally when Ianto doesn't look at him directly. Ianto won't touch him, but Jack touches Ianto, little light reassuring touches whenever he can.
Today's different. Jack can feel it in the air. Ianto's vowels are crisp, and he's brusque with Owen. During lunch Ianto disappears for several hours, and Jack knows he'll reappear freshly-showered.
Jack's been half-hard all day.
This is how it works, and Jack will encourage the others to go home early unless something comes up. He'll watch Ianto clean up the hub. Ianto's got a lovely body, and Jack always enjoys this particular step.
Then Ianto just looks at him, and his eyes are smouldering. Ianto hasn't looked at him, especially not like that, in days, and that's just it for Jack. It's almost his favorite part of the ritual.
Ianto strides up the stairs with intent, and Jack's prepared for what's coming next, but it's still a thrill. Ianto pulls him into the conference room by his braces and then uses him to push the door shut, his hands fisted in the front of Jack's shirt.
Ianto's pressing him into the glass, and Jack feels alive again for the first time since he woke up. This is what it means to be alive, he remembers, and Ianto's kissing him ruthlessly. Jack closes his eyes because there's so much pain there, pain he put there, just open for the world to see on Ianto's face.
Sometimes Ianto cries, and that's the only part of this Jack hates, because -
Because the rest of it is because Ianto loves him, and so Jack loves it too.
But Ianto's tears break something inside Jack, make him want to take Ianto away from all this, somewhere he can be protected and loved for everything he is; and Jack knows he can't do that.
Ianto's not crying today, just fierce and needy. He's scrabbling at Jack's fly with one hand and trying to pull him towards the table with the other, biting at Jack's lips every so often.
Jack turns them around, lets Ianto push him onto the table. Busies his hands in opening Ianto's pants so their cocks can press together. He pulls Ianto in and twists their hands together around them both. Ianto ducks his head to bite at Jack's neck, muttering Welsh into Jack's skin.
"Yan," Jack groans. This doesn't happen too often, and he wants to take advantage of it, of this possessively dominant Ianto. "God, Ianto. Fuck me."
Ianto's hand stills and Jack groans again. Ianto's eyes are dark, his pupils blown. "Jack," he breathes, and Jack's eyes slip closed again. They haven't done this yet; Ianto's never been on top. The thought sends a thrill down Jack's spine.
"Fuck me, Ianto," Jack repeats again, because now he needs it, needs to feel Ianto's weight, Ianto inside him.
"Take off your clothes," Ianto orders softly, and Jack's glad for the practice he has in getting naked fast. He leans back over the table and waits, watching Ianto greedily.
Ianto just... touches him. Light strokes, mapping his skin, driving him insane. He bends to bite Jack's collarbone, scrapes his teeth over the planes of Jack's stomach. He reaches his hand up, and Jack takes it, pulls Ianto's hand to his mouth. Jack kisses Ianto's fingers, wraps his tongue around them. Sucks them into his mouth, and Ianto growls.
Ianto looks fucking gorgeous like this, in charge, all his attention on Jack, on the way his fingers slide in and out of Jack's mouth. He's reluctant to let them slip from his mouth, but it's better, because then Ianto's sliding them around his cleft. Welsh vowels mingle with his moans as a finger opens him up, and then two, two is better, and Ianto crooks them, watching Jack intently, memorizing Jack. "Ianto," Jack moans, and Ianto pulls out to add a third. Ianto's fucking him with his fingers, and either Ianto's done this before or he's just really been paying attention to Jack, because there's no hesitation, just those long fingers with all Ianto's easy skill. Jack's making broken noises as Ianto presses kisses to his chest and stomach.
"Yan, Yan please," Jack whimpers, because he wants to come so badly it hurts, because even though Ianto's great at this, fingers aren't enough. Still he can't help but whine when Ianto's fingers slip out, when Ianto pulls away to slip on the condom.
Then the heat of Ianto's cock against his ass, and the slow burn of Ianto filling him, and Ianto just - stops. "Jack," he whispers, nails digging into Jack's shoulders as he pulled at Jack, trying to get him up, kissing Jack. Possessing Jack. Jack gasps at Ianto's first thrust, pulling him in with one leg, closer and tighter.
Jack wants to watch Ianto, but it's so good, Ianto's thrusts at just the right angle, slowly speeding up, his eyes keep slipping shut with the pleasure of it.
"F - Fuck, Yan, I'm," Jack pants.
"Jack, ie, yes," Ianto says before biting into Jack's shoulder, and Jack comes, slickness spreading over his belly in spurts. Ianto's mouth moves to Jack's, stealing kisses and breath as Jack shudders. It's only a few more thrusts before Ianto's coming too, and Jack can feel the heat inside him in pulses as Ianto's back arches, his mouth falling open. Jack watches it eagerly, his cock twitching sleepily.
Ianto sprawls loose-limbed over Jack, and Jack wraps his arms around him.
"...garu di," Ianto mumbles. "Jack." Jack kisses Ianto's hair lazily, knows it's going to get cold and they're going to be sore if they stay here too much longer.
He smiles, strokes the length of Ianto's back. He doesn't move. "Love you too, Ianto."***
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