"I quiver with fear," Ianto said, his own breathing hitched at Abby's attentions. His arm snaked around her and stroked up and down her spine. "And your heart's got nothing to do with it." He turned and kissed Abby more fully. He knew he was the old fashioned one here, the one who liked there to be love and respect when it came to sex. Or at the least the one who expected it to be more than a one night stand. But he had to admit that he liked this. He liked the dynamic. He played with Jack's member, insisting on getting it hard again even as he continued to kiss Abby.