And Jack knew that Ianto would try -- they had been together long enough to know those little things about each other. Right now, however, Jack wanted Ianto and no one but Ianto would do. "Well, throwing mud balls can be fun. Particularly if accompanied by some naked wrestling..." Jack said with an impish smirk.
He shrugged out of the braces, letting them pool at his sides and snaked a free arm around Ianto's waist. "They both are gone. In some instances, regrettably," Jack said, bringing back that interesting little fantasy. Jack shot Ianto an 'unamused' glare when he saw that smirk -- yes, John wasn't exactly a high-point in his past and he was quite happy to leave him there. Making a contented noise in the back of his throat at the nip, Jack let his hand remain where it was to enjoy the attention, his free hand tugging Ianto's shirt from the waistband of his trousers.