Crossover, Torchwood/Dr. Who, Ten/Ianto/Jack, bananas, handcuffs, sonic blasters - "Unexpected" 2/2
They remained all too still for a long drawn out moment and Ianto bit his lip to prevent cursing the two men for fear of them never moving. Now that he’s here, he had no desire to end things so soon. But he’s also hard and horny and he wanted so much.
It seemed an interminable amount of time later but finally - finally - Jack, and by extension, the Doctor began to move. A slow pace and Ianto didn’t hide his muttered curse this time; he knew Jack, knew Jack in all his moods and he knew that Jack was going to torture them both. And yet… he couldn’t bring himself to complain. The Doctor seemed intent on mapping the skin of his back with his tongue, licking with wide swathes, tasting the sweat that rolled down his back. A hand snaked towards his front, touching his cock, so gently that Ianto barely felt anything at first. His head rested on his clasped hands, his hips moving as slightly as possible as Jack drove and withdrew from the Doctor, setting the pace.
It’s fucking amazing and Ianto had no desire to ever leave where he was.
Slowly, Jack increased his pace. The Doctor kept up and was less careful with his teeth. Ianto’s hands were clasped into the cuffs by then, panting as the metal dug into his skin. The Doctor moved his hand on Ianto’s cock, stroking him firmly and adding to the sensations Ianto already felt. Ianto was completely engulfed with desire and lost to the sensations given unto him. Jack had an uncanny sense in just when to move faster, just how to push the pace to increase the pleasure and Ianto had never been so glad that Jack had all those years of experience to fall back upon. His balls tightened, the sensation of the Doctor hitting his prostate combined with the Doctor’s touch and lips and tongue and teeth and with a shout Ianto came. He’s shuddering, straining in release when the Doctor’s teeth clamped down on his shoulder and he felt the warmth of the Doctor release within him. He couldn’t help but smile because hello! It’s the Doctor and he can’t help but still feel a frisson of disbelief that he’s here, in the same bed as Jack and the Doctor. Jack shouted as he came, and Ianto could feel the shudder that translated from the Doctor to him.
Ianto’s thoughts drifted as they all came down from their high. Eventually Jack recovered enough to uncuff Ianto’s wrists and the Doctor and he prove to Ianto how happy they are with what occurred as they soothe and rub his wrists. Smiles abound and Ianto couldn’t help but wonder: if agreeing to go visit a damned banana grove brought him this, what else laid in store for him in his travels with the two? The TARDIS dimmed the lights in the room; Jack covered them with a duvet and Ianto found himself snuggled between the two. He had no complaints.