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zazajbTitle: Lost inside of you Part 29/?
Author: zazajb
Rating: NC-17 overall, adult concepts, occasional language, M/M
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Martha/Tom, The Doctor [10] Lois/Peter
Spoilers - TW anything is possible - via memories, inc DW
Summary: Sequel to No place to hide. Sometimes I don't know where I end and he begins...
Previous chapters: http://zazajb.livejournal.com/6286.html
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters - just like to dabble with them from time to time
This is for the wonderful wise_n_witty
A/N Quite a bit later than planned due to going back to school and volume of work, plus lots of oneshot bunny distractions and some quite aggressive bunny disagreements, but we’re all friends again now!
Thanks to the awesome Wykling for the story banner *hugs*
Chapter 29
Ianto woke up alone, the tiny space in the bed beside him was cold – Jack had been gone a while. He rolled onto his back and attempted to stretch...he’d gotten too used to a king sized bed at St David’s he thought ruefully...
“Morning, sleepyhead...you complaining about my cosy little bunk..?” Jack’s thoughts brushed his mind gently
“Not at all, cariad...in fact I was thinking we could recreate this room at the house...” he smirked as Jack spluttered in his head, sending back some deliciously amorous encounters from their honeymoon bed before appearing in person down the ladder from his office, balancing a cup of tea and a plate of hot buttered toast.
Ianto slid out of bed to greet him, planting a light kiss on his lips as he took the proffered mug and plate. They sat side by side and shared the toast before Ianto headed for the shower and Jack returned to his office.
As he stepped under the steaming spray Ianto realised that this was one of the few times he’d showered alone since their ceremony...strange how such a tiny space could feel so lonely...
“I was hoping you’d miss me..!” Jack’s favourite shower scenes streamed into his head and a warm body pressed up against him before he’d even had time to reach for the shower gel!
“I thought you had work to do...” Ianto murmured as Jack drew him in for a tender kiss, sharing the familiar jolt of butterflies in his stomach and the sheer wonder of everything that was just Jack... They melted against each other as the world was temporarily forgotten...it was just them...right here, right now...from soft caresses and sensual touch to urgent passion and wild desire... It was an exciting journey and they were both breathing heavily by the time the water was running cool and they emerged glowing and satisfied.
They dried each other and dressed quickly before they could be tempted to linger, Jack returning to his neglected paperwork while Ianto headed for the kitchen, narrowly missing tumbling down the stairs as His Nids wound around his feet. He bent down and picked the little dragon up, rubbing its ears and grinning at the loud purring that resulted from this attention. Once in the kitchen he set down a plate of red grapes on the floor and chuckled as they were pounced upon, sharing the pictures with Jack, before turning his attention to the coffee machine...
The coffee was done just as the roller door blared, announcing the arrival of the team, Lois clutching the familiar and welcome paper bags from the bakers. She skipped up the stairs and handed them in through the door as Ianto was heading out of it, grinning happily as the aroma of the freshly brewed coffee drifted around her... “I missed your coffee...” she sighed, adding hastily, “...and you too, of course..!”
Ianto chuckled at her, “...missing my coffee is good enough..!” He touched her arm lightly and returned to set the mugs out. When he descended the stairs they were all gathered round Gwen’s workstation as she marked out the area of the Lampeter Estate into blocks for their round of door-to-door... Jack handed out the day’s assignments as Ianto dished out the coffee and pastries...
“Lois and Gwen, can you go with Andy, Peter...I need you to go back to the hospital to catch up on the new cases there...find out if there’s any significant change in the pattern or severity of the incidences...I’m going to go over everything you’ve done so far and then I’ll be out to take a look myself...” he paused for breath, catching Ianto’s eye as the Welshman sent a puzzled question mark for the lack of assignment. He sent a swift reassuring hug and a plea for patience that was received, understood and acknowledged with a nod. “Ok people, let’s get to work...”
Once the roller door had closed behind the team, Jack pulled Ianto into his arms and kissed him tenderly, loving thoughts caressing his mind as the young man melted into the embrace... They came up for air, soft pants and shared warm breath as they rested their foreheads together, each relishing the closeness of the intimate stolen moment...
“So, cariad...” Ianto’s thoughts switched to work mode, “...why am I here and not...” he waved his hand vaguely, “...out there..?” He softened the tone with a quiet whisper into his Captain’s ear, “...and before you even think it, we’ve not done enough work to sneak down to the archives for an illicit blowjob!”
Jack grinned and pressed a light kiss to the end of his Welshman’s nose. “You’ve got the vital job of furnishing our house today...the sooner it’s furnished, the sooner we get to move in...” he streamed an assortment of suggestions for the christening of each room into Ianto’s mind, smirking as he felt the young man’s immediate bodily response pressing against his thigh...
Jack pulled away reluctantly, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to resist for much longer and impressing himself with his self-control. He dug his wallet out of his back packet and flipped through it for his bank card, pausing to look fondly at the well worn photo of the two of them fast asleep in bed...he still marvelled at how closely their bodies pressed together, how their hands entwined and the soft smiles on their faces...even in sleep...
Ianto peered over his shoulder, smiling at the memory despite the sadness attached to it... A sudden thought occurred to him and he blocked it before Jack could share it...he’d just realised what he could give Jack for a wedding present – it wouldn’t come anywhere near an entire house, but he knew instinctively that Jack would like it... He filed it away on his to do list, nuzzling happily into his Captain’s neck before taking the card he held out...
“Whatever you want...there’s about a thousand years’ wages in there so...” the thought trailed away, both knowing that ultimately Jack would be alone in the house after Ianto’s eventual death – even if that was a few hundred years away...
“...but we choose the bed together...” Ianto grinned as his suggestions for headboard designs with plenty of anchor points received Jack’s lower body approval and he wriggled out of the way as the older man reached for him. “Later...work first...we still have to sort out these violent outbursts and unexplained headaches...” he sent a gentle kiss as he headed to the kitchen to make them a fresh coffee and Jack turned towards his office.
By the time the coffee was ready, Jack was immersed in the mountain of reports his team had gathered, quietly impressed at their thoroughness...they were truly fantastic people and he loved them dearly... His memory flashed back to another time when he’d had the exact same thoughts looking down on his team...Tosh, Owen, Gwen and Ianto a few days before Gwen’s wedding when they’d toasted the bride-to-be with champagne and he’d presented her with their gift, a honeymoon in Antigua...her excited squeals had deafened them and she’d crushed the air out of them with the intensity of her hugs...
“Good times...fond memories...” Ianto’s thoughts wrapped around his own, preceding the arrival of his soul mate whom he adored with every fibre of his being...especially when he brought coffee, he added, standing to take the mug from the Welshman’s hand and place it carefully on the coaster before dragging the young man into a crushing embrace to kiss him senseless... He released him when the need for oxygen asserted itself and they stood gasping, Ianto’s knees weak and trembling...
Jack grinned at him, his eyes taking in the dishevelled hair, flushed cheeks and deliciously kiss swollen lips...he’s just gorgeous he thought, his gaze lingering on those pink and sensual lips...and he helped himself to another serving of their responsive softness, folding the young man into his arms and holding him tightly like he never wanted to let him go as his tongue plundered the Welshman’s mouth, sending him floating away on the stars...
Ianto moaned against his Captain’s mouth as he was kissed to oblivion and back, his hands raking over Jack’s body, tugging his braces from his shoulders and pulling shirt and t-shirt out from his trousers so he could slide his hands underneath to the warm flesh below. Senses soaring, they broke apart for breath, one of Jack’s hands caressing his partner’s cheek, the other resting in the small of his back, keeping him close as they ground their hips together...
Growling with want, Jack tugged Ianto towards the sofa and they sank down onto it, hands reaching for buttons, belts and zips as passions rose...
“Jack..?” Peter’s voice sounded over the hub pa system.
Breathing heavily, Jack pulled away regretfully from what was shaping up to be a most memorable occasion, and responded somewhat breathlessly, “Peter..?”
“I’ll bet that’s not work related panting – you’d better not be down on my table..!” Peter’s spot-on assessment brought a rueful grin from the Captain and an attractive deepening of the rose tint of Ianto’s cheeks, the Welshman sending a fond, “...he gets more like Owen every day...kinda nice...”
“Newlyweds...and we’re nowhere near autopsy...what’s up?”
“Besides you?” Peter’s deep chuckle echoed round the hub, “...ok, there have been increased incidences and whilst they don’t seem to be changing in intensity, they are spreading out...many new cases are on the outer edges of the target zone...we really have to find what’s causing it and stop it before there’s a major incident...”
Ripples in the pond just like you said...Jack’s thoughtful expression morphed into one of worry as he shared his concerns with the Welshman, I need to get down there...see for myself... “Thanks, Pete, can you send the data back here and we’ll add it to what we’ve got, then could you join the girls and Andy...did you give them all a shot..?”
“Will do...yeah, Gwen and Lois had the full dose and I gave Andy a sixty percent strength pill so he’ll not get the blinding migraine – he might get a bit of a tension headache by the end of the day... I’ll be on my way in about fifteen minutes...”
“Ok, thanks...” Jack turned his attention back to Ianto, stroking his hand lovingly through the Welshman’s hair, “...now where were we..?” he murmured as he captured the young man’s lips and they gave themselves to the pleasurable sensations of sweet and endless kisses...
Some long minutes later, they pulled apart and Ianto gently extracted himself from Jack’s embrace, smiling at Jack’s pout...”we really do have work to do...I’ll fix us some fresh coffee while you add Peter’s data to the stuff you’ve got over there...”
He straightened his clothes and picked up the mugs of cold coffee, grinning at the gentle love you’s that streamed into his head as he headed towards the kitchen, caressing them tenderly before sending them back...
While the coffee brewed, he returned to his perusal of the Furniture Store on his PDA and added to his selections, a warmth spreading through him as he visualised each piece in place in their new home... Ianto Jones was one very happy young man as he poured the fresh brew and dug into his secret stash tin to pull out two slices of chewy chocolate brownie to go with their drinks...
Landing Jack’s mug and plate on his desk and planting a soft kiss on his lips, Ianto left him to it and busied himself with his chores, quietly and efficiently until he’d crossed everything off his to do list apart from one... This one needed assistance so he composed a swift email to Lois and attached the file from his phone, pressing send with a satisfied grin on his face...
He felt Jack’s mind pressing gently against his own, what’s got you all excited and happy..? Jack’s thoughts held fond amusement, turning to a matching warmth in his belly with Ianto’s simple reply you, cariad...
Making his way back to Jack’s office, Ianto leant on the doorway and watched as his Captain raked his hands frustratingly through his hair and sighed heavily... “We know so much and yet we still don’t know what, who, where, why? We might as well know nothing! I need to get down there...”
“I need you first...” Jack’s grin lit up the room and he pushed his chair back, holding out his arms invitingly...” Ianto’s eyebrows arched and he grinned back...
“You’ll need your coat...sir!” The grin passed the one hundred wattage mark, wild images of previous coat loving sessions streaming back and forth, drawing an amused chuckle and a shake of the head from the Welshman. “Not quite what I had in mind right now...although...” he marked one and sent it back...this one...later... “I’ve ordered most of the furniture but I’m not choosing the bed without you...so, get your coat!”
It didn’t take long to choose the bed – king size with a wrought iron headboard and decorative pillars topped with ornate twists at each corner...fun, attractive and functional in one complete package! It was in stock so they arranged delivery for the following day...it was going to be a busy morning at the house tomorrow with most of the furniture arriving between eight and one... They left the showroom with arms wound round waist and shoulders, prompting a wistful smile from the salesman as he thought what a handsome couple they made...
Jack dropped Ianto back at the hub and then headed out towards the Lampeter Estate, both men putting the comms into their ears so they could keep in contact with the team.
“Gwen..?” Ianto spoke quietly so as not to make her jump. He waited until she responded before getting a precise location and update, relaying the information to Jack and remotely sending it to the SUV’s SatNav. Once the team were all up to date with each other’s movements, Ianto returned to Jack’s office to go over the mass of information they had in an attempt to find anything that would help them...
Gwen, Lois and Andy were deep in student housing territory with a frustrating number of unanswered front doors, many students having returned home for the long summer holidays or those who were staying on either out or reluctant to open the door to a policeman... There were pockets of more elderly residents in between the mass of student accommodation – those original residents who’d decided that they were too set in their routines and lifestyle to contemplate moving... These residents were the most welcoming and this often resulted in an invitation in, a cup of tea and a willingness to gossip...
Thanking Mrs Evans warmly for the tea and biscuits and the information, Gwen led the way back down the path unaware that they were being watched from a first floor window across the street...
The man’s eyes narrowed. They were close now, but it was still only the women and a soppy looking earth policeman...why wasn’t he with them..? His anger rose to simmer levels and the familiar shouting started next door... He watched as the small group made their way down the path of the house directly opposite to knock on the door - there would be no answer to that one...
His lip curled at the recollection of the broken body of the elderly man lying at the bottom of the stairs...he’d had no choice – the man had seen him disposing of the body of the student and was going to call in the law enforcement so he’d signed his own death warrant...in the end it had saved him having to bury the other body so he’d just dumped it in the kitchen and followed the old man up the stairs, catching him easily and giving him a firm push backwards...
He took a swig from his bottle and continued to watch...frowning as they were joined by another man he didn’t know...looked like the Captain had been replacing his lost soldiers... He took another long drink and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as the group opposite stood patiently at the door before obviously deciding there would be no response and retreated back down the path. Once back on the pavement they paused, it looked like they were planning to split up when suddenly they all turned and looked up the road...
A large black SUV swung around the corner and pulled up in a parking booth a short distance up the street. The door was flung open to reveal an instantly recognisable figure with that familiar arrogant stride, his coat billowing behind him as he headed towards his team... The man’s face twisted into an expression of both satisfaction and hatred... “...finally..! Now it begins... You’ll pay, Jack Harkness...”
The man closed his eyes and reached out with his mind, tentatively...well aware of the capabilities of his foe and unwilling for the moment to reveal himself...that time will come...soon...
