"Don't you EVER say that again." Jack momentarily snapped. Just hearing that Ianto wanted to die when he was with that woman made Jack wish he had killed her. "Please," he started again after a breath. "Don't ever say that again. If she had...I would have never have met you." He put his arm around the other, bringing him closer. "I started to live again when I met you and to think that you wanted to die...I just can't." He shook his head.
He had been stupid. From the first time he saw that mark he had hated it. He thought his movements were subtle. It seemed like he was just fooling himself again. "Yes I hate it, I hate it more than anything else. It reminds me of a time I wish I had been in London in when you were brought it. I just don't want you to think that because I don't like that I don't like other parts." He kissed Ianto's cheek and then his lips, soft and slow. "Since the night you finally striped for me I have tried so hard to show you that I love your body, every inch of it, because I never want it hidden again. You are to beautiful for that."