Jack's eyes were dark with passion and his kisses were so hot, in his own mind anyway, that he expected burn marks to appear on Ianto's skin briefly but there was nothing. He backed them to the bed and eased the Welshman down onto it.
"You have me," he growled as he worshiped Ianto's body with his mouth, "be in me a few more times if my body has anything to say about it," He slicked his fingers and slid two inside Ianto working him open as he rolled his hips down.