Complying, Jack turned, his knees further apart this time, dropping his chin and leaning forward just a little. His eyes were half-closed, and his fingers dug into his flesh as he pulled his ass cheeks apart, putting himself on display, holding the position despite the strain it put on his thighs. The burn simply added to his arousal.
Ianto drew in a soft breath, a smile curving his lips as he grew harder at the sight of Jack on his knees like this, open and waiting. Intoxicatingly beautiful.