You mean it's not already on there? [ He raises a brow, clearly expecting better. ] Jack must be slipping.
[ And like always, that rivalry lights a fire in him, makes him eager to outdo. Stepping in close, he lets his hands sink down to Ianto's hips, tugging him in flush while dipping in to kiss his neck. Of course he's noticed the bruise. It's like a bull's eye. ]