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Tweak says, "No one takes my frock."

coffeeboy (coffeeboy) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-06-13 01:12:00

Entry tags:

ianto jones, owen harper

who. Ianto & Owen
what. attempting conversation
when. tonight.

Ianto headed round to see Owen. He wanted to know what was up with Owen. The fact Owen hadn't wanted to speak about it made him more determined to find out. It proved he could put aside any petty arguements they might have to show genuine concern for a friend. He rang the bell and hoped Owen would answer. He held a bottle of wine he'd brought back from his trip as a sort of peace offereing.

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	coffeeboy 2008-06-14 07:33 pm UTC (link)
	Ianto didn't raise an eyebrow when Owen did what he'd been told, not asked. However much he may have wanted to. Ianto sat on the bed next to him. "You are going to do whatever it is you think Jack did with me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

genius_mind
2008-06-14 07:38 pm UTC (link)

He blinked. He stared at Ianto and, for a moment, said nothing. He was thinking it over, what he thought Jack did with him. Was Jack a top or a bottom? Was Jack loving or rough? There was so little he knew about Jack, he really wasn't sure how to go with this.

"I..." He sighed. "I don't know what to do with that. I don't know what he did and I don't think I've ever thought about it before." He reache up and wrapped an arm around Ianto's shoulders, inching closer.

"Uh... I guess... hug?"

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coffeeboy
2008-06-14 07:49 pm UTC (link)

Ianto looked at Owen a moment before hugging him back. There was something he didn't expect to ever see from Owen, certainly not with him.

He moved back and hit Owen round the back of the head and decided that maybe this wouldn't be his greatest moment where words were concerned but this was Owen an sometimes it took blunt words to give him the idea of what was going on. "Just fuck me you idiot."

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	genius_mind 2008-06-14 07:54 pm UTC (link)
	Owen hugged him. He hated knowing that Ianto was hurting. He hated knowing that Jack had done this. And if had to be a substitute Jack, he would be. He'd not like to think of it exactly that way, but that's what it was. And then he was hit. "Oh fuck! Oi!!" He looked up at Ianto. "Well not if you're playing it rough. I'm not in the mood for rough," he teased. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	coffeeboy 2008-06-14 11:18 pm UTC (link)
	"I'm not really in the mood for nice." Ianto countered with a smirk that hid the fact he wasn't so much kidding with that. "You're saying no?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	(Anonymous) 2008-06-15 01:43 am UTC (link)
	Owen thought about it. He liked that smirk on Ianto's face. Reaching up, he brushed his fingers against Ianto's shoulder, gently squeezing it. He had a similar smirk on his face as well. "I trust you. I'm saying yes." (Reply to this) (Parent)

	genius_mind 2008-06-15 01:45 am UTC (link)
	Owen thought about it. He liked that smirk on Ianto's face. Reaching up, he brushed his fingers against Ianto's shoulder, gently squeezing it. He had a similar smirk on his face as well. "I trust you. I'm saying yes." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	coffeeboy 2008-06-15 03:14 pm UTC (link)
	"Good." Ianto had his hand back on the back of Owen's neck again. "So get on with it." Before he dragged Owen in crushing their lips together again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	genius_mind 2008-06-15 03:31 pm UTC (link)
	Owen didn't have a chance to protest. Anything he might have said died when Ianto pulled him forward. He kissed Ianto with everything he had, hands gripping him and tongue thrusting into his mouth. If he wanted that way, Owen could try to do it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	coffeeboy 2008-06-15 03:45 pm UTC (link)
	Ianto was thankful to Owen, he lost himself into their kissing moving back dragging Owen along with him. Frustration of what was going on in his head about Jack being transferred then to what he wanted. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	genius_mind 2008-06-15 10:13 pm UTC (link)
	Owen had no problem with this. He arched his back and let Ianto lead the way. One hand crept up into Ianto's hair, tugging roughly on it. He stretched out on the bed, smirking into the kiss. He could feel the frustration on Ianto. He hated to know he was feeling that way, but he wouldn't mind the consequences. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	coffeeboy 2008-06-15 10:55 pm UTC (link)
	Ianto gave a muffled moan when Owen tugged his hair. The same time lifting his hips up against Owen with little realisation or control that he was doing it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	genius_mind 2008-06-16 05:29 pm UTC (link)
	Owen took that moment to take charge. Well, try to take charge. Well, attempt it anyway. He smirked and rolled them over, so that Ianto was on his back. Grinning down at him, he let one hand move down to his hip, giving it a harsh squeeze. He kept the kisses hungry and the hands tough as he pushed down, wanting Ianto to enjoy this moment. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	coffeeboy 2008-06-16 05:55 pm UTC (link)
	Ianto gave a yelp that faded to a moan as he moved against Owen again, happy to give him complete control. That was how much he trusted him. Still wanting to forget Jack and this was perfect for that. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	genius_mind 2008-06-17 12:08 am UTC (link)
	Owen wasn't exactly sure that he wanted control, but he'd take it. He kissed down to Ianto's adam's apple, sucking and teasing at it. His teeth grazed against his skin, one hand moving down to grab at his thigh. "What do you want? Tell me," he growled. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	coffeeboy 2008-06-17 06:30 pm UTC (link)
	He shivered, with his eyes closed he almost forgot then it was Owen doing that and not Jack. Though he hated comparing them. It wasn't right and he knew it. But he wasn't about to say it out loud or tell Owen to stop. "Fuck, anything." Ianto whined desperate. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

genius_mind
2008-06-19 08:45 pm UTC (link)

In his mind, Owen wasn’t comparing Ianto to anyone of the male persuasion. And he surely wasn’t comparing Ianto to Lyssa or Diane either. For Owen, this was something completely different. Strangely, Owen was comparing himself to Jack, in almost the same capacity Ianto was. I wonder if Jack did this? I wonder if Jack said that… These thoughts ran through his mind, try as he did to push them out.

“I don’t fuck anything.” He looked down at Ianto, a serious look in his eyes. “This is not a relationship, but it’s more than just a fuck to me.” And with that, he reached over into the bedside drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. “Got that,” he growled.

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	coffeeboy 2008-06-19 09:12 pm UTC (link)
	Ianto stopped himself asking 'what the fuck is this then?' Instead nodding. "Yeah." He barely spoke, he didn't trust himself to say anything more. And Owen acting like that, was pretty damn good. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

genius_mind
2008-06-19 09:30 pm UTC (link)

Owen shook his head. He wished Ianto understood, but he knew he wouldn't. He never would. To Owen, this was two friends seeking comfort. It was a time for them where they were feeling a little dejected. It was about Jack in a way. But it wasn't a relationship. It was a one time thing. And yet, at least to Owen, this was not just a fuck. And he'd never think of it as such. He had much more respect for Ianto than that.

"Good." He lubed himself up, feeing how hard he was in the palm of his hand. It was kind of hard to ignore. He wouldn't use a condom. He didn't feel he needed. He got himself tested regularly. And he pretty much trusted Ianto as well. Grabbing Ianto roughly by his hips, he thrust inside, burying himself as deeply as he could.

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	coffeeboy 2008-06-19 11:27 pm UTC (link)
	Ianto let out a little gasp so surprise and then bit on his lip with his eyes closed, muttering quietly to himself as he shifted slightly. "Thank you." He said a little louder than he thought he was saying breathlessly and didn't realise. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

genius_mind
2008-06-20 04:26 pm UTC (link)

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.

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	coffeeboy 2008-06-20 09:53 pm UTC (link)
	Ianto lay still as he could, covering his face with his hands. Owen wasn't meant to have heard, hell Ianto wasn't even meant to have said anything. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

genius_mind
2008-06-20 10:23 pm UTC (link)

Owen pulled back, staring down at Ianto. He stilled his own movements as well, laying buried inside of him. He was panting, his breath ragged. He didn't know if he was meant to continue or pull out. Slowly, he did just that, pulling out and pulling away from Ianto. Any moron could see that with his face covered like that, he was not enjoying the moment.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled. Owen assumed Ianto had thought this a mistake. And the last thing he wanted to do was alienate his friend.

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coffeeboy
2008-06-20 10:32 pm UTC (link)

Ianto moved his hands slightly down his face so he could see Owen. It was obvious then that he was crying, not anything to with Owen but how much then he hated himself. Hated how he was using Owen in some way. Hated how he felt about Reinette and what she would think of him.

"I'm sorry." It wasn't Owen who should be saying that first, it was him. He rolled onto his side, turning away from Owen then, hands trying to muffle a quiet sob at the thought he'd just fucked up everything.

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genius_mind
2008-06-21 02:36 am UTC (link)

Owen sighed. He hated to see his friend in that state. This had been such a mistake, he thought to himself. But he blamed Ianto none. No, he shouldered most of the blame himself. He was such a prat sometimes. He never learned, did he.

Moving over, he laid behind Ianto. Quietly, he wrapped his arms around Ianto and held him. He said nothing, afraid to say the wrong thing. He just held his friend, comforting him. If he needed to sob, he would let him sob.

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