"I..." Jack trailed off and then sighed. It was utterly useless attempting to argue with Ianto, particularly when he knew things like that -- and he shouldn't. "Even thought I disabled the CCTV that day too," Jack muttered under his breath. He gave Ianto a look that clearly said the memory of the blueprints should go by the wayside and never mentioned again. Not even in jest. There was nothing wrong with a very healthy ego. Particularly when a man was immortal and had saved the world on more than one occasion.
Jack gave Ianto a rather impish smile. "Such a shame, too. A rather nice bum to photocopy. Other nice bits of anatomy too. Immortalised forever in grainy quality by a copier." Jack grinned at the thought, and also the look on Owen's face if he was the next person to use said copier. The grin faded as he leaned into the kiss, losing himself in Ianto. It was so easy to do and he loved the ability to think of nothing but Ianto when he was kissed like that.
Smiling, Jack ran his thumb over the ring, his nail running over the ridges that spelled out 'cariad'. Jack had done his homework, wanting to find something that bespoke of Ianto's heritage. Something that was appropriate for them and them alone. Times had changed and it wasn't as uncommon for two men to sport rings such as these. Why not take advantage of it?
This was a definite rare occasion to see Ianto at a loss for words. Or, really, babbling as he attempted to get a coherent statement out. "Doubt I'll manage to find something that will top this," Jack pointed out. He shifted slightly, making more room for Ianto on his lap, hands idly running over his clothed back. "It is real and I love you too," Jack said, reaching into his own pocket and withdrawing a ring, slipping it on his own hand before resuming his rubbing of Ianto's back. "We talked about it a while ago. Didn't want you to think I forgot."