Casino Electro - Challenge # 007 redisourcolour

Title: Casino Electro
Author: zazajb
Rating: R, mild references to M/M, occasional language
Pairings/Characters: Jack, Ianto, team
Spoilers – set some time after Out of the Rain, brief mention of this episode
Summary: The team plan a surprise for Ianto’s birthday, words 2450
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters - just like to dabble with them from time to time

Xposted to Jantolution & jackxianto

A/N Written for James Bond: challenge # 007 Redisourcolour

 

Casino Electro...      James Bond redisourcolour challenge # 007

“Oh, you have got to be joking!” Owen snarked disgustedly, “...there’s no way I’m dressing up like a dog’s dinner...” he glared at Gwen and Tosh as they giggled.

Tosh looked down at the flyer Gwen had bought in that morning. “I think it’s a great idea – and Ianto will love it...” she glanced over at Jack who was in his usual position stretched out with his feet up on the table. He was studying the flyer, a grin spreading across his face.

“Aw, c’mon Owen, it’ll be fun – and it’s for charity, Ty Hafen’s a worthy cause and you know you’ll have a great time in the casino...you don’t have to watch the film afterwards...I’ll even buy the popcorn...” he grinned at the girls. “You fancy a shopping trip for a posh frock? You can charge it to the Torchwood credit card – call it a bonus for all those late nights chasing weevils...you can take Owen to get a tux...” he stopped abruptly as the door opened and Ianto came in balancing a laden tray of coffee and Danish pastries.

The flyers vanished from sight as they were shoved in pockets or into files, no-one wanting to spoil the surprise for the Welshman’s upcoming birthday. Ianto handed round the coffee, frowning at Jack’s boots on the table. Jack grinned at him and obediently put his feet down, knowing that brownie points translated later into hot kisses!

They got on with the meeting, working rapidly through the agenda so they finished before a second coffee round was needed. Jack dismissed Gwen, Tosh and Owen, telling Ianto they were running errands for him. Catching Tosh’s eye before she went he held up six fingers behind the Welshman’s back, nodding towards Gwen...they’d need a ticket for Rhys as well...

Tosh smiled and the three practically ran out of the hub, leaving Jack and Ianto alone. Jack leant against the table and tugged the Welshman towards him, wrapping him into his arms and nuzzling against his neck, feeling the young man melt into his embrace.

He lifted his head and captured his mouth, delighting in the feel of those soft and sensual lips under his, the kiss deepening as their tongues explored excitedly.  Hands raked over clothing, tugging shirts out of trousers and dragging braces from shoulders, fingers attacking buttons, belts and zips until both were naked save for their shoes and socks.

Jack sank to the floor, pulling Ianto down with him and they vanished from sight of the CCTV which didn’t reach under the conference table! Losing themselves to the moment, Jack proceeded to kiss his young Welshman into oblivion, his gentle sighs lost against his Captain’s mouth as he floated with the stars...

Whilst their boss and his lover were entertaining themselves, Tosh, Gwen and Owen were at the box office in the foyer of the Electro buying the required six tickets for the James Bond Gala charity event, Owen still grumbling about having to wear a tuxedo...”I’m a doctor not a secret agent...” he muttered, although the idea was growing on him...but he wasn’t about to let them know that yet!

“You remember the last time we came here?” he glowered at Gwen, who chuckled, remembering Owen’s rain drenched visage scowling in complete contrast to Ianto’s jubilant ,equally wet, expression of delight as they’d arrived at the tiny cinema for the less than successful reopening...the Night Travellers had been an experience no-one wanted to repeat!

Tickets duly purchased for the casino evening, with fireworks at twilight and a midnight showing of Casino Royale, all in aid of Ty Hafen – a local charity, they headed to the city centre to find evening gowns for the girls and a smart new dinner suit for the acerbic medic, who was now quite enjoying himself, linking arms with the ladies as they strolled in the warmth of the midday sun...

At the far end of the precinct they stopped outside the imposing front window of Dress-Stop, the well-known supplier of gowns to the Miss Wales and Miss UK contests, as well as numerous celebrities. Gwen’s and Tosh’s smiles grew wider still when they went inside and were immediately transported to frock heaven, darting here, there and everywhere as different colours and designs caught their eyes.

Owen shook his head and left them to it, wandering through the archway to the adjoining menswear section where he began flicking through the many styles on offer, a grin spreading across his face...he was really starting to enjoy this...

 Meanwhile, Jack and Ianto were laying in a tangle of limbs, panting hard as their bodies shuddered through the after-shocks of blissful release, leaving them trembling as a warm glow spread through them. Jack’s fingers threaded through Ianto’s hair as he kissed him tenderly. He lay back, pulling the Welshman closer to rest his head on Jack’s chest, closing his eyes contentedly. It was quite actually quite comfortable on the floor under the table...

Gwen and Tosh squealed and spun each other round excitedly before stepping back and admiring each other’s choices. Tosh had gone for a simple red silk Jovani low cut gown with a deep scooped back and floor length skirt that rippled as she walked, teamed with a pair of killer red heels and matching clutch bag. Gwen had opted for a close fitting Faviana in midnight blue that clung to her curves. She’d picked out a sparkling crystal teardrop pendant that nestled just above the soft curve of her breast, a silver clutch bag and silver stiletto courts. Both girls looked and felt like a million dollars...

Owen surveyed the results of his carefully guided choice – Marvin certainly knew how to make his clients look good – he actually looked like a secret agent! He wandered through the shop to get the girls’ opinion, meeting them half way as they headed towards him for the same reason... They looked at each other, mouths dropping open...

“Wow, you look...lovely...” Gwen smiled at Owen, pleased with the reaction. She twirled round, happily. Owen looked at Tosh and took her hands in his. “You look beautiful...just beautiful...” he said quietly, seeing the shy tech genius in a completely new light. Tosh blushed prettily, her heart fluttering at the sight of Owen in his smart suit. Gwen danced back to join them.

“Jack’s gonna freak when he sees us...we’re gorgeous!” she giggled, “...and that’s before he gets the bill!”  They took a few quick pictures on their phones before changing back into their own clothes and Gwen handed over the company credit card to settle the rather exorbitant total. Clutching their purchases they sauntered happily back through the city centre before stopping for a pub lunch – Owen’s suggestion that Jack would appreciate the extra time with his teaboy...

Back at the hub, Ianto was rubbing his eyes sleepily having drifted off warm and secure in his Captain’s arms. “Hello!” Jack’s voice held gentle amusement, “...you back with us?” Ianto stretched luxuriously and leant up for a kiss, cupping the older man’s face softly. He sat up and reached for his clothes.

“We need to get dressed...the others’ll be back soon. I’ll get the coffee on...” He grinned at the pout on Jack’s face as he moved away. “You can help...if you want..?” chuckling as clothes were scrambled into and footsteps followed him rapidly, catching him up in the kitchen where warm arms were wrapped around him from behind as he sorted out beans and mugs...

The team arrived back some twenty minutes later as they were finishing their coffee and a sandwich in Jack’s office. Jack was pleased to see the happy smiles on their faces, even Owen seemed relaxed and amenable... The afternoon passed pleasantly, no rift interruptions meant an early finish, Jack sending them home before six once the paperwork was done.

The next two days saw minor rift activity, a couple of weevils and various bits of space junk dropping in around Cardiff, but nothing to cause any problems and it was all dealt with without incident. Saturday dawned bright and clear...Ianto’s birthday and the day of the charity gala. The team, along with Jack, had decided that they would give him small gifts, except Jack who had something special for him, and a birthday cake but not draw attention to his birthday and then surprise him that evening...

Ianto woke to Jack’s warm breath on his earlobe and a gentle stroking of his thigh. He arched his body towards his Captain as the hand stroking shifted to a more central location and his lips were claimed by Jack’s mouth, his tongue demanding entry where it explored with possessive intent and Ianto surrendered to the desire that crept through his body.

Some considerable time later, hot, panting and thoroughly satisfied, Ianto sighed happily as Jack pulled back from his gloriously pink kiss-swollen lips to whisper “happy birthday” before leading him to the shower to wash him tenderly from top to toe, paying extra special attention to the bits in between... The water was cooling when they finally emerged even more satisfied than before!

Finally dressed, Jack presented Ianto with a small parcel, wrapped carefully in gold paper. Ianto opened it slowly, grinning at Jack’s impatience as he folded the paper neatly before opening the box to reveal a set of platinum coffee bean cufflinks.

“Do you like them?” Jack was anxious...

Ianto tugged his Captain towards him and planted a soft kiss on his mouth. “I love them, cariad... thank you...” he kissed him again before heading to the kitchen to start the coffee. He loved the first coffee of the day when it was just him and Jack, intimate and special... Jack followed him.

Ianto started as he entered the tiny kitchen to find a suit bag with a gold bow hung up. He turned to look at the older man quizzically. “Well, have a look, then...quick!” in typical Jack fashion.

Ianto pulled the zip down slowly, sliding the cover off to reveal an exquisite black dinner suit, a classic crisp white shirt, bow tie and shoes in the bottom of the bag. He gaped as he ran his fingers over the fabric. “It’s beautiful, Jack...” he breathed...”how..?”

Jack grinned. “Mr Ellis at Sartoriani..! Last time you went for a new suit I had him use your measurements to make this one...”

“You’ve been planning this for months...” it wasn’t a question and it gave Ianto the most delicious warm feeling to know that his Captain had gone to so much trouble for his birthday...it made him feel incredibly loved... He hung the suit back up and carefully zipped the bag back up before hurling himself into Jack’s arms and kissing him hard and passionately, breaking apart finally when the need for oxygen asserted itself. Panting hard, they stood pressed together, heads touching, arms entwined... “Thank you...” Ianto whispered.

“You can wear it tonight when I take you out...” Jack’s eyes shone to see his Welshman so happy.

They took their coffee and toast to Jack’s office, where the older man tugged him onto his lap and he leant into his Captain contentedly, not moving until the roller door siren announced the arrival of the team. Emerging from the kitchen with their coffee, Ianto was engulfed in party poppers and he jumped. Taking the tray downstairs to the main hub, he set it on Gwen’s desk.

As soon as his hands were empty he was dragged into a bear hug by the Welshwoman and a soft package was pressed into his hand. He opened it to find a gorgeous red silk tie. “Wow, thanks Gwen...” he caught Jack’s eyes and blushed at the playful glint in them, knowing exactly what was running through the Captain’s mind at the sight of the gift.

Tosh handed him a neatly wrapped parcel which he explored to find a new journal and a Castell pen. He hugged Tosh tightly, delighted with her gift. Finally he was surprised when Owen handed him a carrier bag that turned out to contain the latest James Bond encyclopaedia, “cool...thanks, Owen...” already flicking through the pages.

They picked up their drinks and Tosh produced a carrot cake she’d made, cutting huge slices which they munched enjoyably sat at their desks...

The day passed without incident, Jack and Gwen catching, sedating and releasing two weevils back into the sewers early in the afternoon. At four-thirty Jack shooed everyone out, telling them he was taking Ianto out for dinner and wanted time to get ready, grinning at Owen’s loudly voiced opinion that a noisy shag over the desk was a more probable reason for their early exit!

The roller door had barely closed before Jack had wrapped Ianto into his arms and claimed his lips in a sweet and endless kiss, before showing him completely and thoroughly just how much he loved him...

After another highly pleasurable shower, Ianto dressed in his new suit, shirt and shoes, taking Jack’s breath away when he emerged from the cubby hole under his office. He looked totally magnificent and Jack’s heart swelled with pride. Jack himself was also wearing a dinner suit and looked equally impressive. They made a striking couple as they wandered around the bay for an early dinner at St David’s which they both enjoyed. After a coffee that was almost up to Ianto’s standards, Jack hustled him back to the hub and down to the underground garage where he blindfolded him with his new tie and helped him into the SUV, before driving at usual Jack-neck speed through Cardiff, coming to a stop with the usual screech of brakes.

Jack helped him out and led him a short distance before pulling the blindfold off. Ianto was greeted with the sight of his friends looking totally gorgeous in their new outfits. He shook hands with Rhys and Owen and hugged Gwen and Tosh. “You look absolutely beautiful...both of you...” His voice died away as Tosh handed him the tickets for the James Bond Charity Gala event, the delight on his face captured as the official event photographer snapped the whole laughing group.

Ianto gazed at Jack, love and devotion blazing in his eyes, his Captain capturing his lips in a gentle kiss as the photographer snapped again, catching the tender moment for posterity. “Happy birthday, sweetheart...” he whispered as he took his hand and led him towards the Electro...

End

Requested sequel where they get some alone time and Gwen's gift comes in handy... http://zazajb.livejournal.com/14529.html