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Captain Jack Harkness (foreverjack) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2017-06-20 16:16:00

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ianto jones, jack harkness

Day 433 / Action / Closed to Ianto

It's a while since he promised Ianto another spanking, long enough (he hopes) to really let the anticipation build. And, unlike the previous two times, both of which were Ianto's idea, this time he's prepared. He's got a sex shop with toys he's specifically requested for Ianto, and a back room he's just started to fit out as a play space.

It probably won't be any real surprise to Ianto that when he gets back to the apartment this evening he'll find the leather slapper Jack showed him before lying on the counter, with a business card from Captain Jack's Exotic Emporium lying beside it, with "About time we tried this out?" scrawled on it in Jack's handwriting.

On the back of the card, he's added, "Back room of the shop. Bring the strap, if you want me to use it. And don't bother getting dressed up. You'll be losing it all as soon as you get here."

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	readystopwatch 2017-06-21 03:18 pm UTC (link)
	That simple touch is electric, warm and possessive and promising things to come. He does as instructed, shifting a bit to get comfortable. And yes, of course he notices the height of the bed. He knows Jack's mind far too well to assume it's a coincidence. "You have been thorough here, haven't you?". (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foreverjack
2017-06-21 03:38 pm UTC (link)

"No point in setting up something like this if you don't make it work for you!" he points out smugly, leaning a hip against the bed beside Ianto and rubbing a hand over his ass, enjoying how the cheeks are lifted and spread apart by the position and the spreader bar.

"Mm, that is a really good look on you!" Giving a couple of light slaps to each cheek, not even enough to pink the skin, really, just enough to wake up the nerve endings.

"I want you keep that safeword in mind today," he adds, rubbing again, to avoid distracting Ianto too much while he's making his point. "Any point you suddenly feel you're not okay with your feet being shackled, you use your word, okay? I get you out of them in a trice and it wouldn't have to interrupt the spanking for more than a few seconds."

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readystopwatch
2017-06-21 03:57 pm UTC (link)

He nods, not looking up to meet his eyes because he feels like that might suddenly cause him to be far more emotional than he wants to be right now. Because of course there is an ulterior motive in doing this, in getting comfortable with this sort of thing when he's spent so many months now feeling like he never can be again.

"I think I'll be alright. Not being entirely restrained, having some freedom of movement, I think that helps it feel safe. But I'll use it if I need to, I promise."

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foreverjack
2017-06-21 05:35 pm UTC (link)

The fact that Ianto isn't able to look at him tells him a lot about just how close to the surface this is for him, and it makes him shift up a gear mentally, determined to get Ianto through this and make bondage feel good for him again. If he can play this right, Ianto will not only get a fantastic orgasm out of it but a new sense of achievement too. In some ways, that's more important than the orgasm, but then kink never has been just about the sex, for Jack. Hell, sometimes (regardless of what people probably think) it isn't even about sex at all!

"Good," he says warmly, and steps up his groping a notch, kneading at those ass cheeks to finish warming him up.

And then, without any warning, he gives them a good, hard slap.

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readystopwatch
2017-06-21 08:55 pm UTC (link)

This has the potential to get intense in less than pleasant ways but Jack's right. He wants to prove to himself that he can do this, that he really can walk away from it all. He's always been too stubborn for his own good. Maybe this time it will be for the best.

He's so lost in thought on the matter he isn't expecting the blow and gasps, hard and sharp at the unexpected strike. The benefits of this position are made immediately apparent.

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foreverjack
2017-06-22 07:58 am UTC (link)

He's going to do absolutely everything he can to keep this being a good experience, and get Ianto out the other side in a better state than he went in.

He chuckles at the gasp, loving the reaction and how Ianto obviously immediately starts assessing just how different this is going to feel with his legs spread like this. "Mmm, that's it," he encourages him, and starts in properly on his ass and thighs, firm strikes gradually increasing in intensity, with the occasionally harder strike just to keep it interesting.

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	readystopwatch 2017-06-22 12:50 pm UTC (link)
	The position is very different from how they've done this in the past and he appreciates the lengths Jack has gone to in order to keep things fresh. Then again, when has he ever lacked any sort of sexual creativity? Each blow leaves his skin hot and quivering and soon he's panting for more, each breath accompanied by a faint whine of desire. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foreverjack
2017-06-22 04:08 pm UTC (link)

Well, he does his best to keep things interesting. And a century and a half of experience does tend to help in that regard!

He watches Ianto with love and excitement and close attention, monitoring the colour of his skin, his breathing, the gorgeous little sounds he's making and the growing heat in his own hand, until he determines it's time for something more.

One last slap and then he palms one reddened cheek, leaning down low over Ianto to murmur in his ear, "Feel you're ready to upgrade to leather, now?"

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	readystopwatch 2017-06-22 04:46 pm UTC (link)
	The warm pressure of that hand resting on his inflamed skin makes him groan and rub back against it shamelessly. He nods eagerly, head pillowed against his arms where they're resting on the bed. "Yes, please!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foreverjack
2017-06-23 08:27 am UTC (link)

He still can't quite get over how into this Ianto is, given how long it took him to try it, and it makes him grin as he reaches for the leather strap.

"All right, then," he smiles as he trails the soft, smooth leather over Ianto's heated ass, shivering slightly in empathy as he remembers what that feels like. He's really going to have to around to seeing if he can find someone here who could give him a spanking. He's had so many other new experiences since getting here that he hasn't missed it nearly as much as he expected to, but watching Ianto here, experiencing it all from the other side of the equation, suddenly he's really missing the pure physical sensations of getting his ass whaled on.

That doesn't mean he's not loving giving Ianto this, though. He smiles again as he gradually stills the leather and murmurs, "Here we go," because it's still early days and it seems sensible to give Ianto some warning. Then he starts stropping the leather against those pink cheeks, fairly gently at first and gradually building both in strength and speed.

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readystopwatch
2017-06-23 12:47 pm UTC (link)

To be fair this would have made a job that involves lots of rubbings about a bit more uncomfortable which may factor into why it never even entered his mind to try it. As for reversing their roles sometimes, well, when has he ever said no to that? And they do that the setup Jack has made here at the shop now. Seems a shame not to take full advantage of it in every sense.

He shivers as it trails over his skin, cool and smooth after the heat of his hands. He knows what's coming before Jack warns him, because he can hear that smile in his voice.

The first strike still gets a surprised, "Ah!" from him but starting slow and building up is a good plan. It allows him to adjust to the new sensation and he only grows more vocal as it increases. Probably for the best they're in a more remote location tonight even if his cries are very much ones of enjoyment.

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foreverjack
2017-06-23 03:48 pm UTC (link)

((OOC: I assume 'lots of rubbings' should be 'lots of running'? *g*))</small>

Jack, of course, had the advantage of healing fast, so this kind of thing wasn't quite such a problem back at the Hub. Although it has to be said, he has done his share of tackling aliens whilst wincing from various 'injuries' inflicted in fun!

Here, of course, there's less danger of that anyway. There's probably a greater danger of someone else getting body-swapped in and having to endure the pain instead!

And oh yes, a big part of the reason for setting this room up here was to have somewhere it wouldn't matter if they made a bit more noise. This sort of thing is so much more fun if you can really let go.

He chuckles at Ianto's gasp of surprise, enjoying the sounds that follow as he gets more and more vocal. It's lovely to see the normally controlled Ianto letting go like that. After a minute or two, he changes position and delivers a few backhand blows, to impact on some areas that haven't really been reached so far.

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readystopwatch
2017-06-23 04:04 pm UTC (link)

((I mean with these two it is sort of both let's be real. :p))

Jack's always been one of the only people who can get past that wall of self-control he always keeps up around himself. It's been like that from the start. He doesn't like opening up to people and even with all the work he's been doing about that lately Jack always had a bit of a head start on it.

The change in angle earns a yelp of surprise, barely muffled from where his face is buried against his arms. He twists back a bit to get look at Jack, face flushed and eyes dark with arousal. His whole body feels alive and flooded with the pain and sensitivity in the best way possible and he's clearly losing himself to the rush of adrenaline and endorphins.

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foreverjack
2017-07-02 12:12 pm UTC (link)

The way Ianto looks when he twists back to look at him takes his breath away for a moment, makes him want to throw down the strap and just fuck him, take his breath away too. He still wants to take this further, though, so he gives Ianto a grin and keeps right on hitting him, varying his angle and placement to cover everything from Ianto's upper thighs to just below his waist, so that the pain won't get too intense in any one area but will just grow steadily, evenly covering his skin.

Another pause, then, and he lays the strap down on the bed and leans down beside him, pulling him in for a hot, firm kiss. "How're you doing?" he asks against Ianto's lips, giving him plenty of other stimuli to counter the throbbing in his ass. "Want some more?"

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readystopwatch
2017-07-02 10:39 pm UTC (link)

Ianto is starting to feel grateful for the brace between his quivering legs and the bed he's leaning on because he doubts he could stay upright otherwise. He presses back eagerly into the kiss, doing his best to convey how turned on his is by this, how arousing the intensity of it all is. His whole lower body is throbbing from the strikes and his whimpers greedily at the question, sharing that desire Jack has to take his breath away completely. "Please!"

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foreverjack
2017-07-04 01:42 pm UTC (link)

He runs a hand down Ianto's back, lightly over the sore area and right down to his thighs, noting that telltale quiver and determining that Ianto won't be getting much more - at least not of pain. He chuckles warmly into the kiss and then lets him go, picking up the strap again. He trails it lightly over Ianto's red skin, back and forth, in random directions, until he can't wait any longer. He lets it lie still for a moment in warning, then lifts it and starts hitting him again, not too hard this time because he knows it will feel a lot harder now, after the break.

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readystopwatch
2017-07-04 03:46 pm UTC (link)

It does feel harder after the break and he makes a muffled grunt at the first few strikes before it occurs to him that there's no chance of anyone hearing him here. That's the whole point of this after all. He doesn't have to keep quiet and he imagines Jack will enjoy a more vocal reaction the same way he always enjoys getting him to let that strict self-control of his slide.

The next hit lands and he stops holding back, let's go of that last bit of restraint he was clinging to and cries out, not sure if it's a sound of pain or pleasure and not really caring as long as Jack keeps this up. The bed is wrinkled where his fists have made knots in the sheets and each new strike leaves him shaking and groaning with need, too worked up to do anything but just react.

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foreverjack
2017-07-06 07:14 am UTC (link)

He smiles at the grunts, and then grins widely when Ianto decides to let go and comes out with that lovely cry. "That's it, good boy, just let it come," he croons, hitting him carefully - lovingly, even. Watching the sensations ricochet through him, watching him come apart until he just can't take it any longer.

"I think that's enough," he declares, and flings the strap down onto the bed, stepping in between Ianto's spread legs so Ianto will feel the soft scrape of the fabric of his trousers instead of the smoothness of leather, and leaning down low over Ianto's back, skin on skin, kissing the back of his neck. "Gonna fuck you now, because I can't wait any longer."

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readystopwatch
2017-07-06 12:44 pm UTC (link)

By the time Jack sets the toy aside Ianto is utterly undone. His whole body feels like it's on fire and he's painfully hard. Even the soft fabric of Jack's trousers feels agonizingly rough against his inflamed skin and he let's out a sharp, shocked sound at the contact, one that almost immediately gives way to a noise of needy desire as he grinds back against him to the extent his position will allow him to move.

Shivers run through his whole body at the words, the brush of those lips on his neck, the way he can feel Jack's own arousal pressed against his sensitive skin. He can't even do anything but nod, desperate for this next part.

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foreverjack
2017-07-10 03:17 pm UTC (link)

"Good boy," he whispers against his skin and kisses him again before forcing himself to stand up, though he slides a hand down Ianto's back and keeps it there, maintaining the contact as he one-handedly unfastens his trousers, hissing as his cock is freed, then snags the lube from the pocket and kicks the trousers off.

The hand stays in place as he drizzles cold lube deliberately between Ianto's heated cheeks and starts to open him up, as gently as he can though he knows it's likely to feel anything but gentle, the way his sore skin will be pulled by it.

"You look amazing," he murmurs, as he works a second finger into him. "So sore, so hot, all for me."

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readystopwatch
2017-07-10 04:56 pm UTC (link)

Ianto gasps as the lube hits his skin like ice. He knows Jack is trying to be gentle with his fingers as he works one and then the next in but he can't help but whimper in discomfort as they press inside. He focuses on the words he's saying, on trying to actually breathe instead of just sob for air. Jack's always had a way with words at times like this, and he thinks what really does it is the way he so clearly means what he says. It helps him relax his body enough to let those fingers do their work and soon he's impatient for more.

"I'm ready, Jack, please!" He's the only one whose ever been able to make him beg like this.

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foreverjack
2017-07-10 08:59 pm UTC (link)

It does send a thrill through him, knowing it's him who's made Ianto like this, so open and needy and so very, very thoroughly debauched. He strokes Ianto's back soothingly with his free hand as he feels Ianto start to open up around his fingers, crooning, "Don't worry, sweetheart, I'm going to give you what you want. What we both want."

Because he does want it, desperately, wants to be deep inside him, sharing that heat with him, feeling everything it does to him, to get fucked when he's like this. One last stretch with his fingers, and then he pulls them out, grabs the lube again to slick up his cock, and then he's stepping in between Ianto's spread legs again, and teasing his cock over that heated skin, watching the little trail of lube and pre-come it leaves behind until finally it reaches its destination and he starts to push inside, letting out a breath he hadn't realised he'd been holding.

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	readystopwatch 2017-07-10 09:39 pm UTC (link)
	Ianto shivers as Jack steps away, then whines greedily as he feels him trail the head of his cock over his red and sensitive skin. With his legs spread like this he can't thrust back impatiently the way he wants to. He can only take it, bracing himself against the bed and making sounds of muffled pain and anticipation as Jack thrusts into his abused ass. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foreverjack
2017-07-11 01:36 pm UTC (link)

He rather likes that extra effect of the spreader, that Ianto doesn't have as much leverage as he'd usually have. He can feel those thigh muscles working, trying to push back against his relatively slow, careful entry, and he chuckles breathlessly as he steadfastly refuses to speed up. This part is so exquisite, there's no way he's going to rush it.

At last he's fully seated inside Ianto, tight heat around his cock, and tight heat pressed against his groin too. He holds it there, partly to let Ianto adjust and partly to just let him enjoy feeling fully exactly what he's done to him. "All right?" he asks breathlessly, hands stroking lightly up and down Ianto's sides.

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	readystopwatch 2017-07-11 02:10 pm UTC (link)
	The slowness of it all is excruciating perfection. It makes it utterly impossible to think about anything but the sensation of Jack inside him. His sensative skin screams against ever tiny movement and it's all he can do to nod in response to that question, shuddering under those hands. He can't even articulate how good this is. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)