tampered | Log: Ongoing

Log: Ongoing

When; Tuesday evening / Wednesday morning
Rating; It's going to be MA-17
Characters; Ianto Jones

king_coffee and Captain Jack Harkness

handsomejack
Summary; Jack whisks Ianto off for an overnight of romance.
Log;

Jack had been planning this for a few days now and as someone had been keeping him house bound and fairly quiet, he'd had plenty of time to plot, research and put his plan into motion.

First off had been getting the place. After some thought and some poking around, Jack had chosen a hotel on the beach, thinking back to the time he'd slept with his head on Ianto's lap while on the beach. Second had been to secure a Ianto for the night! Third, Jack had packed a couple of bags, an over night bag for himself and a 'goodie' bag for fun with Ianto.

Back at the flat, Jack had insisted Ianto take off his tie at which point he'd blindfolded the younger man with the silk cloth. Then, with a few taps to his wrist, he teleported them both from the flat to their destination. He'd gotten the key earlier in the day and gently guided Ianto into their reserved room and then took off the blind fold.

"Wha lah," Jack whispered against the younger man's ear.

They were in a beach front room, the windows open to let in the salty scented breeze and the sounds of the ocean beyond. The room was fairly simple but elegant as was the en suite bathroom for later use!

Jack perched his chin on Ianto's shoulder and quietly waited while the younger man took it all in.

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"I know you won't," Ianto said against Jack's lips just as the other man pulled away, arching slightly as the other man trailed the kisses down his throat.

Now. he hadn't been expecting that.

He gasped and flexed against the cuffs, but not anything to do with pain. "Oh God Jack," he said, futilely trying to reach for him.

[ooc: Sorry about that, I was piercing my brother's ear~]

Oh but did he love Ianto's voice when it was saying his name like that!

Kissing the top of the younger man's abdomen, Jack reached to carefully replace the candle -no fires kthnx- and then, while he gently massages Ianto's hip, he reached down for his little bag of goodies.

Drawing something out, Jack once again leaned up to kiss and nuzzle Ianto's mouth and jaw, attempting to hold the younger man's attention as he prepped the item he'd drawn out. When he was ready, Jack was once again on the move, kissing trailed down along his lover's breastbone, a tongue darting into his navel, just loving touches here and there.

Delicately, Jack reached up and peeled the now dry wax off Ianto's nipples, teasing the ruddy flesh with a neatly trimmed nail before discarding of the wax. He wanted that flesh hypersensitive and hoped that Ianto had enjoyed his impromptu waxing. Casting a wicked glance up along the younger man's body, a soft buzzing started to sound and in the next moment the vibrating tip of a toy (http://www.edenfantasys.com/vibrators/anal-vibrators/silicone-flexi-power-rod) began to circle those sensitive nubbins.

While it was tempting to simultaneously go down on Ianto's cock, Jack had learned that sometimes too much pleasure could cancel itself out, so he picked up a well timed rhythm of curling his tongue around the tip of his lover's dick and applying the vibrator to Ianto's nipples.

Ianto tried to lift his head to see what the other man seemed to be pulling out of his bag of tricks, but the kisses stopped him doing so. He kissed Jack enthusiastically in return, making a small growling noise when the man moved down and away.

"Undressed already," he managed, just as Jack began to tease his nipples, more than sensitive from the wax.

When he heard the buzzing sound, though, he did manage to look down just in time to see the toy make contact with his skin.

"O' Duw, cnych," he praised and swore, not even noticing that he'd slipped into the language, his hands straining against the cuffs, and his feet raised to he could at least touch Jack somehow, the feel of the vibrator and Jack's tongue making him wild.

Ianto speaking Welsh sent a delightful shiver down Jack's spine and he continued to apply the toy to Ianto's nipples while at the same time licking and occasionally suckling just the tip into his eager mouth.

He did not, however, move to take off his clothing!

After judicious application of the device and his mouth, Jack slowly sat up, letting Ianto see where a small smear of precum was on the older man's lip. Lazily licking it off, Jack turned off the toy and reached up under the pillow.

"I told you, Ianto. Tonight is about you," he said in a throaty tone that indicated that Jack was not unaffected by his lover's cries, writhes and general ... well, presence on his planet!

Drawing out a tube of lube, Jack very carefully smeared the slick substance onto the toy. Then he reached for one of those shifting legs and drew it up along his body. Kissing Ianto's thigh softly, Jack hooked the leg so that it could rest comfortably over his shoulder and then he moved the toy to the other man's entrance.

The vibrator was nice and slick, designed for easy insertion but Jack was still infinitely gentle as he penetrated his lover with it. Getting it into position, the older man leaned over Ianto and placed his mouth on one of the young Welshman's nipples, sucking eagerly as he turned the vibrator back on.

"Yes, and," he was cut off by a sharp intake of breath, and it took him a few seconds to start again, "I want you to be naked."

Fair argument?

The sight of Jack, though, licking his lips and the sound of his voice went straight to Ianto's cock, and his eyes darkened in pleasure. God, he wanted the man so much, and it was driving him crazy that he couldn't touch him.

His breath was hot and heavy as Jack lifted his leg over his shoulder, watching Jack's every movement, although he was sure he could anticipate what the other man was trying to do.

He trusted Jack, and didn't tense up at all as the older man entered him with the vibrator, although his breathing quickened and he arched when Jack switched it on, trying to press up against him.

Edited 2008-06-04 19:40 (UTC)

Jack adjusted the vibrator setting as he navigated the angle deep within Ianto's body. He had some experience with these items and brought it up to press against the younger man's prostate with quick, teasing hits as he kissed and loved on the other man's torso with mouth and hands.

Really for Jack this was perfect. Though he adored Ianto's hands on him, being able to focus all his attention on the other man like this was a thrill and the immortal sought to play his lover's body like the finely tuned instrument it was.

Still, the trick never to cross over to that point where it could start becoming too much. Pausing at one point to let Ianto catch his breath, Jack smiled.

"Very well," he rumbled and slid off the bed so that Ianto had a full view of him.

At that point, Jack stripped out of his shoes and socks. He then unbuttoned the crisp white shirt, leaving it to hang off his broad shoulders as he undid his slacks and slipped them off.

As he had promised, the older man's package was snuggling harnessed up in a cock and ball cage (http://www.edenfantasys.com/ENGLISH-COCK-AND-BALL-CAGE/adult-toys-dvds-5119) to keep him in his place till Jack decided he was ready to play.

The undone shirt was staying though. Something of a sexy fetish that ... a man's white shirt.

A loud groan tore from Ianto's throat as Jack artfully pleasured Ianto with the vibrator, arms straining against the cuffs again in almost-frustration at not being able to touch Jack. He understood what Jack was doing, but touching Jack was something that Ianto very much liked to do.

It felt amazing, though, to be the sole centre of Jack's attention, even if he couldn't reciprocate.

He watched as Jack undressed, biting his lip as he tried to control his breathing, attempting to hook his leg around the other man's, still trying to touch him at least somehow.

Allowing Ianto's leg to curl around his own, Jack slid back up onto the bed, his shirt rustling softly as it brushed across both of them.

And yes, for tonight, Ianto was the center of Jack's universe. So often it couldn't be like this, there were too many other factors, for both of them and as much as Jack wanted to show Ianto that he loved him, circumstances didn't always allow for more than a quick touch or a warm smile. Tonight, however, was Ianto's.

Reaching once more for the handle of the vibrator, Jack slowly began to ramp up the intensity of the toy as he leaned down and took his lover's cock in his mouth, finally deep throating the younger man.

And that raised a shout from Ianto, the usually quiet man babbling away in a mixture of English and Welsh - although it was mainly Welsh - cursing Jack, adoring Jack, telling the other man it was too much but he just had to keep going because there was nothing in the world that Ianto wanted more at that moment.

Yes, because if they'd have been back home, and the rift alarm had gone off at that moment? Ianto may have killed someone.

He wanted to thread his hands through Jack's hair, touch his face, is neck, his shoulders, feel the other man's skin but his hands were still caught up in the cuffs.

If Jack knew nothing else about Ianto, he knew what an incredible giver his lover was. Ianto gave his loyalty, gave his service, gave his friendship and his love to Jack and to the team. He was always there to provide support, even if it was nothing more or less than a cup of coffee when you didn't know you needed it or a quick one liner to break tension.

That was why Jack had insisted on the cuffs. He knew that left to his own devices, Ianto would have been trying to give back tonight and Jack didn't want that. He wanted Ianto to be the one being gifted, being loved and being cherished.

Turning the vibrator up, he alternated the pace of his blow job with bringing it up against the younger man's prostate and back off, so that no one sensation ever became too much. Jack's fingertips touched the younger man's jaw and neck lovingly as he used his whole body to do nothing more than pleasure and please Ianto Jones.

Yes, he would too, because that's just the way Ianto was.

Still, he pulled against the cuffs, half grounding himself and half frustration at not being able to touch, but in a way, not being able to use his hands was even more of a turn on, even if it meant he couldn't touch Jack. He'd just have to make up for it later, though.

Jack truly knew what he was doing, though, because although at points it felt like everything was almost too much, it was never quite too much, and Ianto was being more than vocal about it.

The more vocal Ianto was, the happier Jack was and he applied himself diligently to wringing every last cry he could manage out of the other man.

When he had Ianto wriggling at just the right tempo, Jack slowly slid up his lover's body, leaning against him to whisper softly.

"Come for, Ianto. Let me watch you lose yourself."

As he spoke, continuing to whisper naughty words in Welsh, he turned up the intensity of the vibrator and skillfully palmed the younger man, stroking Ianto at the tempo he knew his lover often found the most pleasurable.

Ianto was nearing climax before Jack spoke, so the sound of the other man speaking his native language, and the way he was palming him and the feel ov the vibrator all crashed together and brought Ianto over the edge, his head tipping back in a low moan, completely undone.

Oh, the things Jack did to him.

"D' win dy garu di," he gasped, trying to lift his head to touch foreheads with Jack.

Jack wasn't there to be a sadist and Ianto's climax had him panting as if it had been his own. Turning his head he touched his forehead to the younger man's, nuzzling Ianto softly.

"I love you too, m' cara."

Kissing Ianto with infinite tenderness across his face and down his neck, Jack carefully removed the vibrator and set it aside. His hands moving to softly stroke the other man's body in a soothing way, cradling Ianto lovingly.

Now more than ever, Ianto wanted to touch Jack, it somehow seemed even more maddening to not be able to return the older man's loving touches that it ever did in the throes of passion.

He tipped his head up to return the kiss, though, trying to keep Jack there with him, using just his mouth to stop him from moving away.

For all that Jack could be the world's worst tease, he seemed to know what Ianto was asking for and so he settled beside the younger man, kissing him warmly on the mouth.

Right here he promised with the movement of his lips across Ianto's, the touch of his tongue. Meanwhile his hands continued to caress gently as he smoothed his palms along muscles that had become so taut.

Slowly relaxing under Jack's touch, Ianto put everything he could into the kiss, tilting his head for the best possible fit against the other man's mouth, making sure the kiss was slow, messy and dirty, seemingly fitting for what had just happened.

"Going to free me yet?" he murmured against Jack's mouth before kissing him again.

"Who says I'm done with you yet?" Jack rumbled softly against his lover's mouth, kissing him even more deeply.

Jack was far from done with Ianto Jones.

For the next few hours, he produced a couple more tricks and toys and introduced them to their love play. Using his mouth and hands along with the toys, he brought Ianto to climax again and yet again. Each time giving the younger man time to recover while lavishing him with touches that spoke of love, genuine affection, tenderness and how deeply he cherished his lover.

By the time he was done though, his own body was also sheened in sweat, the white shirt sticking to his shoulders and sides, almost transparent. Jack's breathing was becoming ragged where he nuzzled against Ianto's face, holding him tightly with one arm.

With the other hand he was freeing him from the cuffs.

After which, Ianto could honestly say it had been the most intense night of his life. Although sleeping with Jack had always been pleasurable to say the least, nothing they'd done so far had quite compared to this.

As soon as his hands were released, Ianto was cradling Jack's face, bringing the other man in for a kiss, before letting his hands drift into the older man's hair, down his throat and neck, and across his shoulders.

Jack surprised himself by issuing a soft sob when Ianto's hands came down on his body.

Not that he would have changed a single step of what he'd done tonight but he hadn't realized how much he'd missed the younger man's soothing, arousing, amazing touch.

Arms curled around Ianto, pulling him close as they kissed.

And Ianto had sorely missed touching Jack, proven by the way he seemingly couldn't get enough of the other man, hands everywhere he could reach on the other man's skin, stroking, petting and touching to his heart's content.

He pressed closer to Jack as well, as they kissed, wanting to be as close to the other man as possible.

Encouraging Ianto to touch to his heart's content -like Jack was going to say no???- the older man reached down and set about releasing himself from the cock and ball cage he'd been wearing all this time.

With a groan of relief, he tossed the item over onto the nightstand next to the almost burnt down candle and then took himself in hand, stroking his own member while still arching and moaning beneath Ianto's beloved hands.

Realising what Jack was doing, Ianto reached down and tried to bat Jack's hand out of the way so he could stroke Jack instead, savouring every touch of the other man that he could possibly get.

True, it wasn't nearly as much as Jack had done for him, but Ianto doubted he even had the energy.

Another time.

Jack chuckled roughly into their kiss, his lips breaking away from Ianto's so he could gently trail light caresses along his jaw.

"Want something?" He asked.

"To give you something back, even if it's as small as this," Ianto replied, giving Jack's cock long, firm strokes as he leaned in to kiss him again.

Just one small thing, Jack?

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