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Ianto Jones ([info]readystopwatch) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2016-05-02 13:54:00

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Entry tags:ianto jones, jack harkness, martha jones, sam winchester, spike

Day 374 | Action | Open
[The Hub]

[It's a boring dream by Torchwood standards, an interesting one of your work doesn't consist of a top secret science fiction bunker, complete with mysterious alien gadgets lying everywhere, incomprehensible computer programs running on most of the screens and a pteranodon nesting high up near the roof and occasionally squawking to herself.

As for Ianto he's not doing anything as exciting as his surroundings. He's just cleaning up at the end of the day, throwing away empty pizza boxes ordered under the name of Torchwood, washing coffee mugs, dusting off keyboards, putting away discarded firearms. Maybe he's dreaming about this because he organizes thing even in his sleep. Or maybe he just missed his old routine.]


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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-04 06:49 pm UTC (link)
He's glad Ianto doesn't fight the smile any more, because he likes seeing Ianto smiling. It happens a lot more nowadays than it once did, but it still seems pretty rare - a pure, uncomplicated smile like this.

He looks good in just the shirt and tie and smile. He'll look even better when he's bent over the desk, but Jack's not going to rush the kiss to get there. He keeps it going until he feels Ianto's hand go out to the desk, knowing it means he's melting nicely, and then he pulls back with a smirk and steps back, making a 'turn around' gesture with his hand while he leans over to retrieve one of the several bottles of lube strategically positioned throughout his office.

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-04 07:05 pm UTC (link)
He does smile more easily here than he did at home. It's probably because he's happier in this place than he ever was there, and most of that happiness is thanks to Jack. It's nice to be back here, but he won't miss it when he wakes up in the morning. What they have now is better.

He turns around obediently at the gesture, clearing a space on the desk in front of him while he does. Even if it doesn't matter in this dream he still doesn't want papers swept on the floor. Aside from that he waits for instructions, not bending over just yet, not until he's told to.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-05 10:15 am UTC (link)
He grins behind Ianto at the characteristic clearing of his desk - not that he blames him because after all lying on decanters and desk tidies does not make for a comfortable fuck. Jack never has been one to have a clear desk. He likes his paraphernalia close at hand.

He doesn't order Ianto to bend over, not in words; he doesn't need to. He just places a large, warm hand in the small of Ianto's back and presses lightly, knowing he'll go over. He leans over him as he goes, to ask, low and alluring, "Do you need me to open you up, or has Spike already done that for me?"

This being a dream, after all, it could go either way.

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-05 11:55 am UTC (link)
He lets Jack press him down until he's resting on his forearms on the desk, bent over and perfectly positioned. There will never be a time when he doesn't find this unbelievably hot. Just being in place like this is enough to turn him on, start to get him hard with no more contact from Jack than that kiss and the hand he can feel on his back, warm through the pink fabric of his shirt.

"I need you." He means it than just an answer to the question. He needs Jack, needs every step of this. Even if he was physically ready from Spike he would still want Jack to do this.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-05 12:17 pm UTC (link)
After all this time, Jack knows very well what will turn Ianto on (just as much as it turns him on), but he's still unprepared for the level of need in Ianto's voice as he answers, and it sends a surge of want through him in response.

"I'm glad," he says breathily, because while finding Ianto already loose and open from Spike would be pretty hot (and may well be when they get down to in their actual - or, well, slightly less virtual - bodies), he wants this time, here, in the Hub to be about them.

He squeezes out lube, warms it up between his fingers, and then slips one of them down between Ianto's cheeks - doing it by feel so he can stay leaning over him, breath on his back, his own elbow on the desk beside Ianto's, his still-clothes cock brushing against Ianto's hip. He plays for a moment with just sliding his finger up and down Ianto's crack; then impatience gets the better of him and he presses on inwards, gasping as his finger is sucked in by hot, tight, silky flesh.

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-05 03:11 pm UTC (link)
This is their place. It always will be. His dream with Spike won't include anything more than a conversation here. He shivers as Jack moves closer, feeling the tantalizing press of him through the fabric, the brush of an arm against his, the pressure of his chest against his back.

He shudders as Jack's fingers get to work, fighting to keep still, to keep from rocking back, fighting for more.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-05 03:40 pm UTC (link)
Ianto's so responsive, and so good for him, his struggle to stay still very obvious in the new tension Jack can see and feel in his muscles. "It's okay, let go, just relax, let me have all those gorgeous reactions," he coaxes, his voice honey-toned, while his finger works to coax more reactions from his body, twisting and rubbing, finding that sweet little bulge and pausing there to try and draw more reactions from him. Then pulling out and being replaced by two, while Jack leans low over him, breath and then lips on the back of his neck.

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-05 04:11 pm UTC (link)
That's all the permission he needs to let go, to grind back against those fingers, making a noise of pleased approval low in his throat. Two fingers is even better than one and he dips his head down against his arms, catching his breath and responding enthusiastically to Jack's words and touch. He's so good at this its impossible not to.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-06 10:58 am UTC (link)
Oh, that's good, that's lovely. He does so enjoy coaxing a heartfelt response out of Ianto, watching him give up so much more than he ever does in everyday life. Two fingers become three, and then once he's sure Ianto's ready he slides them out and finally gets his own belt and fly undone, letting out a soft sigh of relief as his cock springs out, eager for action.

"God, you look so hot like this," he breathes, sucking a breath at the sensation as he slicks up his cock. "I'd be tempted to pause and give you a good spanking, make those cheeks match your shirt - if I weren't so impatient to get inside you and fuck you through the desk."

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-06 11:38 am UTC (link)
Ianto groans wantonly at the suggestion, desperate for anything after the loss of those fingers. It's a relief to hear him I clasp his belt, to know what's coming next. He keeps his head down, still bent over the desk, open and aching for him. "I don't care what you do, just do it."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-06 01:22 pm UTC (link)
Jack grins behind him at that reaction. "Oh, like that idea, do you?" he teases, setting the lube down and coming in behind Ianto, tapping the insides of his thighs lightly to suggest he wants them spread further apart, just because. He lines his cock up but just rubs it in little circles over Ianto's slicked, pink hole for now. "Next time we're in the library, hmm? Perhaps over that table you fucked me on the first time?"

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-06 01:43 pm UTC (link)
That suggestion gets another one of those low, greedy noises from him because, yes, that sounds amazing. He slides his legs apart a bit, shifting the angle of his back slightly so he's more comfortable on the desk. He tries to push back against Jack as he feels him slide across him but there's not much he can do to get more contact besides beg. "Anything you want. You know that. Anything."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-06 03:07 pm UTC (link)
"Anything, Ianto?" he teases, leaning down close to nip and tug gently on an ear as he slides his cock up and down Ianto's crack once more, just to relish the anticipation a moment longer. His tone drops lower. "You should be careful what you promise, you know."

Not that he'd ever do anything Ianto didn't want, but it's fun to tease. Enough teasing with his cock now, though. Smoothly, he lines himself up and pushes inside, firm and steady, and slowly enough to tease them both.

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-06 06:21 pm UTC (link)
He shivers at the touch, at the words, at the teeth on his ear and the teasing movements of that cock. "Anything." He repeats it, means it, doesn't care what happens as long as it's with him.

And then finally Jack is there, inside him, hard and hot. He moans as he pushes in, relishing the slowness, the way he's able to tease those reactions out of him. Jack knows him so well, knows exactly what to do to make him wild, desperate for more.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-06 08:35 pm UTC (link)
Ianto's assurance is persistent enough that it sends a shiver of arousal, of love, through him because it's a big thing to promise, even if Jack would never abuse it. Not intentionally, at least. He's not always quite as careful with other people's feelings as he'd like to think he is.

For now, though, he's absolutely certain they're on the same page. He's groaning unreservedly as he feels Ianto swallow him up, and Ianto's moaning beneath him, hot and tight and amazing. Once he's in, he lets go of his cock and gets his hand on the desk instead so that he's got all the leverage he needs to start rocking into Ianto, slowly at first, and then steadily gaining pace, every thrust perfectly angled because he knows exactly how Ianto likes it.

And meanwhile his mouth is on Ianto's back, nipping at him through his shirt, sucking little wet patches in the fabric that he'd have to hide under his jacket afterwards while they made his shirt stick to him, if there were anyone to hide them from any more.

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-06 09:15 pm UTC (link)
He always loved that, letting Jack destroy a crisp, perfect suit and then hiding the evidence. It always made their encounters feel like they went on for hours afterwards, like he could still feel Jack's hands on him as part of a dirty secret.

He thrusts back against his movements, arm shifting for balance and knocking a stack of papers off the desk to scatter haphazardly across the floor. Even if they were real he doesn't think he'd care.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-06 10:58 pm UTC (link)
Jack's always liked it too, knowing that his outwardly perfectly attired butler-secretary is marked as his underneath it all. Bite marks down his spine, bruise sucked into his neck, or simply wet spots on his shirt - he's not fussy.

He doesn't care in the least about the papers getting scattered either. He just laughs, and fucks Ianto harder, hard enough that he's going to have to hang on hard if he's not going to get his dick bruised against the edge of the desk.

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-07 10:44 am UTC (link)
His own cock was feeling a bit neglected anyway, and he frees up one of his arms so he can drop his hand down to it and begin to stroke in time with Jack's thrusts into him. Another loud moan as Jack hits that particular spot with practiced precision. "I'm so close! Like that! Ah!"

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-07 04:28 pm UTC (link)
He could bat Ianto's hand away, forbid him that extra stimulation, but this isn't so much an intense D/s scene as just a boss/secretary one and he's fine with Ianto fisting his cock. It leaves his own hands free to brace firmly against the desk and fuck him hard, and at exactly the right angle.

"Like this?" he teases breathlessly, his cock raking over Ianto's sweet spot on every thrust now. "Gonna come for me, Ianto? Gonna spill yourself all over my beautiful desk?"

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-07 05:18 pm UTC (link)
Some other time, perhaps. He'll never say no to being dominated by Jack, particularly like this, on this desk. And now that Jack has that extra leverage, the ability to really slam into him, he's too far gone to care about changing up they dynamic. All he can do is follow those instructions, crying out and coming hard, splattering over his fingers and he edge of the desk as pleasure surges through his body.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-07 09:04 pm UTC (link)
It's so hot to see the normally stoic Ianto come apart like that, hear him cry out and feel the clench of his body, hard enough to make Jack's breath stutter. He hasn't really been thinking much about his own arousal, he's been so focussed on Ianto, but all of a sudden he realises he's almost there too.

He keeps it going for Ianto until he's sure he's finished, and then he lets rip, slamming into him once, twice, three more times and then just holding there, shaking, as he shouts out his own release.

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-07 09:33 pm UTC (link)
He always comes undone with this, always finds it unbelievably hot. Maybe because it's their place, their thing, their dynamic, and that makes it special to him. Regardless it leaves him feelings undone, overwhelmed, like all that matters in the world is the two of them, right here, like this.

He shudders as he feels Jack come inside him, slumped over the desk and shivering with aftershocks of pleasure. God, he's missed this.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-07 10:32 pm UTC (link)
It is their thing, in their place. He's had trysts galore with his team over the years, but none of them have been like this. Not on this desk, in this office, like this.

He leans down to press a long, warm kiss to Ianto's neck above the collar of his still-buttoned shirt, and smooths his hands down his sides, reassurance and praise. "You are amazing," he smiles, reaching for the wipes as he pulls out and cleans himself up briefly before tucking himself away.

Then he gets down on his knees behind Ianto, pressing a kiss to a warm cheek while he wipes away the come starting to seep out of his hole. "And you look amazing like this," he murmurs, reaching round to clean up Ianto's cock and the hand that had been stipping it. "Your hole all pink and open and used. Your come all over you, and my come inside you. Gorgeous."

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[info]readystopwatch
2016-05-08 02:42 am UTC (link)
Ianto makes a faint murmur of approval and pleasure at Jack's words, at the touch of his hand and his mouth. It makes the aftermath of this feel so much more intimate and tender. Plus he's always liked the way Jack has with dirty talk.

"I love you." It's the first time he's said it here, and it feels important even if it is a dream. Like it needs to be spoken in this place, just once before the end.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-05-08 05:39 pm UTC (link)
It is the first time he's said it here and the juxtaposition of that - their relationship as it is now and this place where when they were here they were, really, doing little more than just fucking - throws him for a moment.

Then he chuckles, a little roughly, and stands up, reaching out a hand to Ianto to pull him up.

"I love you too."

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(no subject) - [info]readystopwatch, 2016-05-08 07:48 pm UTC
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