Oh Owen heard him. He wasn't sure though if he was supposed to hear him. She he didn't know if he should actually respond to the thank you or not. He pulled out, slowly, almost completely before slamming back in again. His movements where rhythmic in their nature, building up to speed, focusing on thrust first. His fingers dug into Ianto's skin, perhaps hard enough to leave a few marks, but not actually drawing blood.
He could feel Ianto responding, as they both worked together, taking out their aggressions against their Captain. He almost wanted to think former Captain, but Jack still was their Captain. Wasn't he? Owen didn't know. And right then and there, he didn't want to think about it either. Instead, he chose to growl and focus on Ianto. He leaned down and nipped at his chest, licking and biting wherever he wanted to.
"You're welcome," he murmured softly, barely audible.