Jack pressed a kiss to each wrist. "Trust me, not all wolves mark their territory with bodily fluids, although I would like to try covering you in come again. I was quite fun the last time." He grinned. "Don't worry I am not done with you. That mark on on your hip needs to be refreshed. It is barely there anymore." The hickey was near the 'L' mark on his hip, as if trying to show Ianto's last owner who he belonged to. It was an irrational fear of Jacks.
He held the other man before he started to soap Ianto up. Gently cleaning him up, although they would be dirty with in the hour if Jack had his way. He paid special attention to Ianto's back and arms, massaging him as he went.
"Yeah, let's go lounge. I want to talk to you about that idea you had before we moved. If you still want to run a coffee shop." Ianto had hinted to wanting to run a coffee shop. "Give you time to relax and recuperate before we christen the bed again."