In a situation like this, it'd be absolute folly for people to turn one another away from places. They weren't on vacation, they were in a hostile environment. It'd be cruelty to deny someone shelter. Besides, it'd be better, generally, to stick together, wouldn't it? He was too tired to think about that rationally, right now. Especially without coffee.
"I don't play jealous lover ever. Well. Maybe once or twice for all of a minute or two. It's not as much fun, though, as being Ianto Jones." Ianto's eyes closed as Jack's fingers began passing through his hair and his face tipped so he could press lips up against Jack's neck.
"Is it bad?" he asked softly. It had to be, if the quiet need for closeness was any indication. Not that he was complaining. It was the perfect thing after the hellish day he had.