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Tweak says, "Mind if I borrow your date?"

Ianto Jones (kingofcoffee) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-28 05:01:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 9, ianto jones, jack harkness

-Who: Ianto and Jack!
-What: Ianto finally finds Jack
-When: Afternoon-ish
-Where: The hallway in front of Ianto and Jack's rooms; Ianto's room
-Status: Complete
-Rating: R

Ianto let out a refreshing sigh. So far, things didn't look so horrible. His room was actually quite lovely. He had his own bathroom and a closet full of clothes, mostly suits. After taking a warm shower, Ianto had slipped into a red shirt and dark suit, completely his outfit with a matching red and black tie. He wasn't at work at the moment but the suits gave him a sense of comfort and protection. He was in a strange place and truth be told, deep down he was nervous.

His room was a replica of his bedroom at home. It helped to soothe his nerves a little but he knew he couldn't stay cooped up forever. Ianto had to find a way back home. He was worried about Gwen. She was probably panicking since he more or less vanished. Also, he wanted to be there when Jack came back home, because Jack would come back home, he would.

He decided to explore a bit, see if he couldn't find some answers to his many questions. Resting one hand on the doorknob, he straightened his tie with the other and opened the door. One hand slipped into his pocket, grasping his stopwatch that was still ticking away how long Jack had been gone. It probably wasn't accurate anymore but Ianto didn't bother to stop it.

Ianto set off down the hallway, taking five steps forward, then froze. His face paled slightly in shock and his heart started to beat faster. Someone was walking just ahead, their back towards him. Someone wearing an RAF greatcoat. Was it possible? Well, Ianto worked for Torchwood. With Torchwood, anything was possible.

His voice almost didn't work for a moment as he only managed to make a sort of pathetic squeaking sound. The person was walking away. Ianto took one desperate forward and found his voice.

"JACK!"

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kingofcoffee
2008-09-01 03:34 am UTC (link)

Ianto was amazed at how Jack could make him want to punch him one second and kiss him the next with the way he kept on speaking. One second, Ianto was thinking bitterly if the TARDIS was Jack's 'home' then why didn't he just go back there and stay there? But then soon after that, he felt so touched by Jack saying home was where he was that he had to pause and set the coffee down for a moment so he could turn and look at Jack curiously, just to make sure he hadn't imagined it.

Ianto watched him for a quiet moment before turning back to the coffee making. "You know..." he said softly, starting to feel a bit nervous at what he was about to say. "When I thought... when I thought I was going to die, I thought of all the things I had wanted to do before I did, all the things I would never be able to." He was quiet for another long moment, unsure if he should continue or not. Well, Jack had just practically said home was where he was... If he didn't want to, he would say no, and Ianto would deal with it. He was sure (99.999 percent sure) that Jack wouldn't push him away because of a simple question.

He took in a breath. "I thought to myself, 'I wish I had asked Jack to move into mine. He needs a proper place to live besides the Hub.'" Ianto didn't dare look up, glad that he had the coffee as an excuse to keep him busy.

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cannot_die
2008-09-01 05:12 am UTC (link)

Jack wondered for a moment why Ianto had given him that look but before he could ask, Ianto started talking. Jack shuddered at the thought of Ianto dying. He knew it was happen and given that Ianto worked for Torchwood, probably sooner rather that later, but he still wasn’t eager to have it happen any time soon. If he had his way, Ianto would grow old and die peacefully in his bed so that they could have as many years together as possible before he was alone again. Wishful thinking perhaps.

He listened as Ianto spoke and a slow, genuine smile grew on his face. Ianto wanted him to move in with him. It wasn’t something he’d felt he could ask, mostly because he hadn’t been entirely sure how Ianto viewed their relationship.

He walked over behind Ianto and wrapped his arms around the younger man’s waist, dropping a kiss on the back of his neck. “I’d love to,” he murmured, licking a line up the back of Ianto’s neck then kissing his way back down to the collar of his suit. He paused as something occurred to him. “Why wait until we get back?” he suggested as he licked and nibbled on the rim of Ianto’s ear. “You could always move into my room here. Or I could move into yours. Whichever.” He nipped at Ianto’s earlobe. “You know the resort actually managed to provide all the stuff I had in my room in TARDIS before I got left behind? I could show you my RAF uniform. The proper one from the Forties that goes with my coat.”

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kingofcoffee
2008-09-01 05:43 am UTC (link)

"You," Ianto murmured, enunciating the first word, "are distracting me." Even as he spoke, however, he was already closing his eyes and leaning back against Jack for a moment, soaking up his warmth. He bit down on his lower lip to keep himself from making a sound. It was a distraction he didn't mind in the least, now that he knew Jack's answer. He allowed himself to simply feel, safe and content in Jack's arms, before he forced his eyes open to finish the coffee, setting two mugs full of the warm liquid down on the little table the coffee maker was on.

"There. Now that that's done..." Ianto turned around so he was facing Jack and reached out to grasp onto his coat, anchoring himself. "You seem to like your room very much... I don't mind moving there. We'll compromise," he suggested. "Here, I stay in your room and when we get back, you stay at my home." If we ever do get back went unspoken.

Ianto took a step closer, a teasing grin slowly growing on his face as he brought a hand up to rest it lightly on the back of Jack's neck. "If you do show me this uniform, do I get to have the pleasure of getting you out of it?" he asked as he leaned forward, first to kiss him, slow and deep, then to capture Jack's lower lip between his own, sucking on it lightly.

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cannot_die
2008-09-01 06:10 am UTC (link)

Jack chuckled. He didn’t take Ianto’s complaint too seriously... at all seriously for that matter. If Ianto was annoyed with him, he’d know and Ianto certainly wouldn’t relaxing back into his arms. He smiled when Ianto finally finished and turned around.

“Sounds like a good compromise to me,” he said, tightening his grip and pulling Ianto tight against him, sliding one hand down over his arse. “At least here the door locks properly. You couldn’t lock any door in the TARDIS against the Doctor. Can’t tell how many times the Doctor burst in on me at an... inopportune moment.”

He grinned wickedly, remembering the way the Doctor had blinked then blushed and hurried out again. You’d have thought the Doctor would learn after the first couple of times but when he got excited, he got kind of oblivious to everything else.

“Absolutely,” he said in a low purr. “In fact I insist.” He grinned again. “Though I have to tell you, I look damn good in that uniform.” He slid one hand inside Ianto’s jacket. He leaned forward until his lips were almost touching Ianto’s. “Look better out of it.” He closed the gap and kissed Ianto.

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kingofcoffee
2008-09-01 06:39 am UTC (link)

Ianto raised an eyebrow. "I assume I don't want to know about these... inopportune moments. But yes, a locked door would be very much appreciated. I was mortified when Gwen walked in on us that one time in the hothouse," Ianto admitted, unable to hide the slightly embarrassed blush from creeping up his cheeks.

Ianto kissed Jack back, a plan growing in his head. Now that Jack was in his room, he wasn't going to let him leave it so easily... He disentangled himself from the captain and took a step back. "Well. The uniform will have to wait seeing as we're not in your room at the moment. Here." He turned and picked up a mug then handed it to Jack. "You wanted coffee and my coffee is not to be wasted or drunk cold."

He picked up his own mug and took a sip of the warm drink before he set it down again, turning to Jack. "So. What have things been like here? No aliens to chase down? What do you do all day?" As Ianto spoke, he grasped the ends of his suit jacket to start to pull it off. Moving over to the closet, he slowly rolled his shoulders so that it slide off smoothly. Taking a hanger from the closet, he carefully hung it back up then reached down to undo his waistcoat buttons. "Feel free to get comfortable," he offered in a casual tone, keeping his face impassive even thought he felt like smirking on the inside. Hopefully Jack would catch on...

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cannot_die
2008-09-01 07:10 am UTC (link)

"Regrettably I was alone," Jack said with a grin. "The Doctor was always a little strange about me having sex in the TARDIS. I think he thought I was going to corrupt the TARDIS or something." His grin widened at Ianto's blush. He loved to watch his lover blush. It made him look gorgeous. "Not as mortified as she was." He hadn't been embarrassed, of course, just irritated at being interrupted.

"Hey," he said in mild protest when Ianto disentangled himself and handed him the coffee mug. He'd almost forgotten about the coffee. He sipped at it almost automatically and closed his eyes in sheer bliss. "Mmm," he said with a satisfied moan. "Perfect as always, Ianto. God, I've missed your coffee."

He opened his eyes when Ianto started asking questions and his eyebrows went up when he saw what the younger man was doing. A slow, appreciative grin grew on his face. He'd thought he was going to have to work harder for this. "Kind of boring actually. No aliens that I've seen though there are some strange people here," he said absently as he watched intently as Ianto took his jacket off and start working on his waistcoat. "I mostly look for a way out of here though there was the day the resort made me cook and there was another day..." He broke off and shook his head as he remembered the day with Tyler. That had been odd. "Well, nevermind. It was just odd."

He finally broke and drained a good half of the coffee in his mug before putting it down and shouldering out of his overcoat. He tossed it over the back of the nearest chair then strode over to Ianto, batting his hands away from the buttons on his waistcoat. "Let me?" he asked, looking into Ianto's eyes. It had been too long, at least for him, since he'd been with Ianto.

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kingofcoffee
2008-09-01 04:21 pm UTC (link)

Ianto pressed down the tiny bit of jealousy that welled up in him at that. So what, Jack had slept with other people in the past. Being Ianto, he automatically started making a list of pros and cons, analyzing the situation. Con: Jack had slept with other people. Pro: Jack had slept with other people and therefore knew MANY amazing things about what to do to make sex very interesting. And besides, Ianto told himself firmly, that was in the past. This was now and Jack had made it clear he wanted him and only him.

His thoughts shattered when Jack let out a moan that went straight down into Ianto's trousers. He glanced at Jack, catching the last of what he was saying. He smiled. "Of course. Nothing but the best for you, sir," he said, speaking in his teasing Ianto-the-Butler tone.

Ianto knew exactly what he wanted. He'd almost died, the world had almost been destroyed/taken over completely by Daleks, who still freaked him out because of Canary Wharf, and he thought that Jack would go off with the Doctor. Now that he knew different, well... What Jack had said plus the situation he'd recently came from only fueled his body further.

Ianto paused working on his buttons as he lifted his head to stare at Jack in slight incredulousness. "You cook?" His gaze turned curious. "Do you actually cook and I just never knew or did they make you?" He raised an eyebrow slightly as Jack went on but let it go. Ianto never pressed anything with Jack. He'd ask the odd question here and there, but he knew if Jack wanted to tell him something, he would. Ianto'd rather have Jack open himself up because he wanted to then force himself in.

Ianto's eyes followed the greatcoat as Jack placed it on the back of a chair, then slid back to Jack's face as he came over to him. He dropped his hands to rest them lightly on Jack's hips, looking right back into Jack's eyes. "Please," he said softly, not even sure if he was answering or asking a different question with that one word.

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cannot_die
2008-09-02 12:47 am UTC (link)

Jack pretended to look hurt. "Hey, I can cook," he said with amusement then he laughed. "I've lived alone a lot. Of course I can cook. I just find it... boring to be honest so I'm not good at paying attention and that's when things start getting burned and destroyed." He arched an eyebrow at Ianto. "Want me to cook for you when we get back?" He frowned momentarily then shrugged. "They made us actually. It was... very strange. Some sort of bonding activity or something I'd imagine. Not that any of us who ended up in the kitchen was overly thrilled. Or overly skilled for that matter."

Jack's smile bacame rather sensual when Ianto gave his permission and he slowly started sliding the buttons on Ianto's waistcoat out of their holes. "Eight days," he murmured, leanign forward to steal a kiss. "I've been here eight days without you." He kissed Ianto again. "Knew you'd hate it that I'd disappeared again but I couldn't find a way back." He leaned forward for a third kiss, keeping them light and teasing. "Even the Doctor can't get out of here and that's not good."

Not that he sounded like he cared. He did but just not right now. He undid the last button on the waistcoat then with a sudden wicked grin, he circled around Ianto so that he could slide it down his lover's arms. He then folded it and draped it neatly on top of his coat. That was about as far as his patience would take him though. He stepped up behind Ianto and wrapped his arms around the younger man. He began slowly undoing the buttons on his shirt as he nipped and kissed the back of his neck.

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kingofcoffee
2008-09-02 02:02 am UTC (link)

"Now that I have to see," Ianto insisted with amusement. "I'll decide if it's eatable or not." He raised an eyebrow. "Bonding activity? Who made you?"

Wondering who 'they' was quickly went flying out the window, though, as Jack started to undress him. He watched with approval as Jack folded the waistcoat up. He hated just dropping his clothes on the floor. Everything had a place for Ianto. "I've only been without you for a few hours but it was more than enough," Ianto admitted. "I'm... glad to know you wouldn't give up trying to find a way to get back," he said carefully, not wanting to seem too... clingy to Jack by saying his true thoughts since he wasn't sure he was entirely right.

If he didn't tell Jack, Jack couldn't deny it and Ianto could just happily believe it all he wanted, that Jack would never stop looking for a way to get back to him. He'd tried to find Gray but hadn't been successful... Gray had been his brother. Ianto was only his lover, not family. How long would it have been before Jack had given up trying to find a way back to him had he not been taken here himself? Ianto didn't want to believe that he would so he simply didn't.

Almost instantly, Ianto felt a pang of guilt. After all the things Jack had just told him, why should he doubt him? He was wrong to. Jack had said even the Doctor couldn't escape. Even though Ianto wanted to ask Jack about it, he didn't and just accepted it. Jack opened up to him, he didn't pry into Jack's past. That was the way it was.

Ianto reached up with a hand, tangling it lightly into Jack's hair, anchoring himself once again as if he was almost afraid Jack would just disappear into thin air if he moved away from him. He let out a soft sigh, closing his eyes as he focused only on Jack, his hands, and his lips tingling against his skin... They were alright. Together, they were alright.

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