Jack Harkness + Ianto Jones
PG-13/R - kissing, fade to black, and talk of threesomes | complete
Ianto had to admit that the new living arrangements provided by Atlantis were nice. He set about spreading the takeaway out on the coffee table, in the mood to eat while watching some telly. Settling down with some pad thai, he tucked a napkin into his collar before sitting down next to Jack.
"I have to say this place is almost as good as the one in Cardiff," he said around a mouth full of noodles. He took a drink of his beer and bit his lip, glancing at Jack. "Colorado was weird wasn't it?"
Jack snagged the green curry and settled back on the couch, less interested with what was on the TV than the food. The changes to their accommodation since they’d returned from Breck had been a nice surprise and Jack found himself happy to stay and help out rather than champing at the bit to get back.
“Colorado was very weird,” he said with a chuckle before taking a bite of his curry. “I’ve never really seen myself as a teacher before but I have to say the whole concierge thing suited you.”
“Mm.. see maybe the tourist front of Torchwood wasn’t the craziest thing we did,” Ianto said as he leaned back against the sofa. “Although I didn’t really need to relive being that clueless..”
He took a sip of beer. “Although I will say that the cuddle parties with Darcy are something I wouldn’t mind continuing…”
“There weren’t a lot of other options,” Jack conceded. “Not with the placement of the Hub where it was. Maybe a wine bar?” He grinned.
Jack shot a look at Ianto. He liked Darcy. It was rare he met someone from the 21st century who was like people were in the 51st but Darcy came pretty close. “I won’t say no to that. She’s eminently cuddleable.” He mock-frowned. “Is that even a word?”
“The last thing we needed was drunk torchwood agents,” Ianto said shaking his head. “It’s certainly a Darcy word, for whatever that counts..”
Ianto stuffed a too big portion of noodles into his mouth and mumbled. “Howwouldyoufeelaboutathreesome?”
“We’ve had that over the years,” Jack said dryly. “The job’s not always been conducive to being sober at all hours.”
It took him a moment to decipher what Ianto had just said and when he did, he looked a little surprised. “Really? I mean, I like her and I love you so sure. But you’ve never been interested in that before.”
“I’m well aware of the number of bottles I cleaned up.” The job had been stressful so it was understandable. Besides, sometimes after a long night of weevil catching you just needed a cold beer or a good whiskey. If you could do more than just collapse on the sofa, that is.
Speaking of drinks, Ianto took a few hurried gulps as his Welsh sense of propriety and decorum returned. “Well, I mean, we don’t have to, and it wouldn’t change things, obviously and it’s not like I want to marry her or anything…. but the sex was great and she’s got some of the best tits I’ve seen and it makes me feel bad for even suggesting it, but-“ he took another hurried drink to shut himself up, wishing the couch would swallow him up.
Jack set his food and drink aside and shifted on the couch so he was facing Ianto, his expression curious and calm. He stretched one arm out along the back of the couch and brushed his fingers against the back of Ianto’s neck and played with the ends of his hair, just to settle him down a little.
“Of course we don’t have to but if you’d like to, I’m certainly open to it. I’ve done this before and it can be a lot of fun. And I like Darcy. She’s fun, she’s smart as a whip and…” He grinned. “You’re right. She does have a great set of tits.” He sobered again. “What’s her opinion on this? Because you know I’m up for just about anything but I do like my partner or partners to be totally on board.”
Ianto let out a soft noise and leaned into Jack's touch, relaxing slightly. "I haven't talked to her yet. I mean, not even the Torchwood manuals had instructions on how to propose a threesome with your ex-girlfriend from an alternate universe. I'm not as clueless as I was in Colorado, but this is somewhat out of my wheelhouse."
He closed his eyes and leaned against Jack's hand. "I mean, you must have experience with this sort of thing. Or do you just wink and they fall over you?"
Jack chuckled, partly at the way Ianto was sort of melting into his touch and partly at his comment. “Sometimes a wink and a smile works but mostly it’s talking. Are they interested? What do they want? What do they like? What don’t they like? What are their limits? It’s not always that clinical, of course, but that’s the gist of it.”
He leaned in to press a kiss against Ianto’s cheek. “Sit down and talk with her about it. Or we can invite her over for dinner and talk about it then.” He grinned. “But I’m afraid there is going to be talking involved. Even when I had that threesome with my executioners, there was talking. Mostly me talking them out of executing me and into their bed but still.”
"Yes, but you can sell ice to eskimos and proposition the queen without blushing, Jack." Ianto cracked an eye open and raised an eyebrow. He took a deep breath. "Let me try talking to Darce and if I don't make a total mess of things maybe we can invite her over and work out the logistics?"
“I am very good with my mouth,” Jack said with a wicked grin. He then nodded. “But that sounds like a good idea. Threesomes or more can be fun but also tricky if everyone’s not going into it on the same page. And it happens. Even with the best of intentions, it still happens.”
Ianto blushed bright red. "I'm well aware of your oral talents, sir…"
Jack’s grin widened as the thought of food slipped from his mind. “I do like to think that I’m an attentive fiance.” He slid off the couch and insinuated himself between Ianto’s knees. “Perhaps I could give you a practical demonstration right now?”
Ianto set his food and drink aside because mind blowing sex aside, he didn't want to spend his evening getting curry out of the sofa cushions. His lip caught between his teeth as he stared down at Jack, his own cheeks still pink enough to match his shirt. "I'd be a fool to say no to that…"