Ianto didn't bother breaking the kiss as he pulled down Jack's braces and worked on the buttons of his shirt, before giving up and practically ripping it off. He was thrilled by the feeling of skin on skin and pressed closer against Jack as his hands fumbled with his lover's belt, one hand reaching into Jack's pocket for the lube he invariably had.
"Yes," he groaned, "god, yes." He couldn't think of anything he wanted to do more in that moment than fuck Jack senseless. He doubted this would last long, they were both too charged up and desperate. "I love you," he moaned against Jack's mouth as he finally got Jack's trousers undone and pushed them down his hips.