Twos and Blues...6/?
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zazajbTitle: Twos and Blues: 6/?
Author: zazajb
Rating: R - N/C-17 overall, adult concepts, occasional language, M/M
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, [past]Jack/John, Tosh/Owen, Gwen/Rhys, Andy, Gareth, Harris, Nick, Pete, Mica, Rhiannion
Spoilers – none – totally AU
Summary: Jack is the Station Commander of a retained* fire station. This is the story of their adventures. Words: this chapter 3950
Previous chapters: http://zazajb.livejournal.com/6286.html
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters – anything you recognise is owned by RTD & BBC, even if they don’t know how to look after them properly...
With thanks to the wonderful fjorda77 for the awesome banner *hugs*
A/N So, I’ve finally gone completely AU...new departure for me – thank you for all the comments so far...and please excuse the liberties I’m taking with Welsh geography! Thank you for your patience while LJ was out of commission – future updates will now be posted to both LJ and DW
A/N1 Retained stations are crewed by part-time firefighters who live and work locally, responding to a bleeper signal when the fire appliance is needed – in all other respects they are the same as whole-time firefighters...
A/N2 Apologies for the lack of Captain Coat and Coffee Man recently – I do have two partly done, but I have to admit to being totally caught up in this at the moment, plus the Ianto BB as well. Hopefully an update on CC&CM by the end of the weekend...
Twos and Blues 6/?
Chapter 6
Ianto let out a shaky breath as he felt Jack stretch out beside him, the warmth of his body pressing close both calmly reassuring and exciting terrifying at the same time...
“Relax...” Jack brushed his lips against the Welshman’s and threaded one hand gently through his hair, the touch immediately soothing and his eyes fluttered open to see Jack propped up on one elbow as he gazed at him, a tender smile on his face. “You’re so beautiful Yanno...” The hand stroking his hair moved to cup his face as Jack captured his mouth, the kiss slow and deep, deliberate sensual sweeps of tongue against tongue shooting delicious sparks of fire through the young man’s body.
When they came up for air, Ianto’s senses were on hyper-alert, lips parted as he panted softly. Jack shifted slightly to slide one hand down to entwine with Ianto’s, squeezing his fingers briefly before dropping feather-light kisses over his face, starting on his forehead, trailing down over his cute button nose and moving to cover his cheeks and chin, finally returning to those pouting pink lips to kiss him into oblivion.
Jack’s mouth moved from Ianto’s lips to his neck, kissing and nibbling his soft skin as Ianto let out a low moan and stretched his head to one side, giving his Captain more access. He gasped loudly with the combined sensation of pleasure and pain as Jack reached the juncture between neck and shoulder and bit down, sucking the warm skin into his mouth hard enough to leave a bruise before soothing it with his tongue.
Moving onwards, Jack’s lips left tiny electric charges wherever they touched Ianto’s aroused and sensitive skin, arching his neck as Jack paused to lap in the hollow of his throat before kissing and nibbling his way back up the other side of his neck to recapture his lips once more, tongue plundering the young man’s mouth as he lost himself in pleasurable sensation...
Ianto’s breath was a series of tiny pants, his focus now solely on the touch of Jack’s hands and the heat of his mouth against his skin and the world faded away... Jack’s fingers trailed lightly over Ianto’s shoulders and down to his chest, spreading joyously as they finally got to run through the soft downy hair until they sought out his nipples and teased them, rolling the rapidly responding nubs of flesh between finger and thumb...
Unintelligible strings of Welsh floated down from above as Jack’s mouth followed his fingers, the sound sending a surge of desire directly to the older man’s groin and he caught his breath, before resuming the lazy swirl of his tongue around the now hardened nipple, his fingers dancing ever lower with the lightest of touches and Ianto’s fingers dug into the duvet as he arched his body...completely lost in exquisite pleasure...
Pulling back for a moment, Jack gazed at Ianto, his heart racing and blood pounding at the sight of his pale skin against the dark bedding and the way the Welshman had come undone at his hands...his mouth...he was so fucking beautiful...as he committed the image to his memory...
A needy whimper filtered through his dreamy haze and he smiled as Ianto’s eyes met his, total trust and longing shining from those deep blue pools...and something more... Jack scrambled back to Ianto’s mouth, crushing their lips together as he poured his feelings into the kiss to leave them riding on a tidal wave of shared emotion...
Returning, a little breathless, to his trail of kisses, Jack moved down the Welshman’s stomach, dipping his tongue playfully into his belly button so Ianto arched off the bed, shuddering with desire as Jack’s mouth moved ever lower, hot wet kisses on his hips leading to another string of Welsh falling from those perfect pink, kiss swollen lips... Jack’s downward trail reached Ianto’s foot, his tongue now flicking at his toes, then moving to lick in the arch before climbing slowly back up on the inside of his leg...
Ianto’s brain had long since melted with the intensity of sensations rolling thick and fast through his body. If he never experienced another thing in his life, this would sustain him for eternity, the random thought flashing into his head as another lick of that wicked and talented tongue on the inside of his thigh, followed by another nip and soothe that he knew would match the various strategically placed brandings, sent him higher into the cosmos, only to groan as hot breath passed over his straining arousal to repeat the exploration on his other leg...
Time stood still, nothing existed beyond the feel of Jack’s lips on his flesh, the heavy weight of Jack’s own body nudging against his side as his Captain knelt over him. He reached for him, only to have his hands batted gently aside, “this is all about you...your pleasure...” as Jack resumed his slow crawl back up the inside if the Welshman’s inner thigh...
Ianto’s dazed synapses wondered fleetingly what it would be like...Lisa had tried it once, professed she hated it and that, as they say, had been that...the miniscule flicker of wonder suddenly eclipsed as Jack’s mouth finally closed over him and he was surrounded in warm, moist heat, a strangled gasp of pleasure escaping from his lips and a hand reached up to entwine with his own as he writhed and trembled under the mind blowing attentions of Jack’s tongue and light scraping of teeth...
Jack hummed as he felt Ianto’s body trembling, knowing the pleasure he was giving was like nothing the young man had ever experienced before, the vibrations increasing the sensation beyond all earthly description “JackJackJack” interspersed with wanton moans and low guttural strings of Welsh as Ianto writhed and arched under his touch...
Ianto felt his climax building, starting from the soles of his feet and spreading up and out like cracks in ice as delicious tendrils of fire ignited in every cell of his body, nerve endings stretched taut as wave after wave of indescribable pleasure washed over him and he exploded, his body shaking and bucking wildly as he fell off the precipice to float amongst the stars...
Jack continued to suck until Ianto had stopped shuddering, sliding back up his body to capture his lips in a searing kiss, their tongues tangling wildly as the Welshman tasted himself for the first time.
A delicious sense of warmth and tingling flooded Ianto’s body as he came down from his orgasmic high to bask in the afterglow and he snuggled into Jack’s embrace as the older man urged them under the duvet and wrapped him into his arms.
“That was...was...fucking fantastic...no words...I can’t...Jack..!” Ianto gave up on words and pressed a tender kiss to Jack’s lips, one hand threading through his hair as they each lost themselves in the other... Breaking apart gently, they lay back, content in their closeness. Ianto reached a tentative hand towards Jack’s body...again it was gently pushed aside.
“Later...this was about you, your pleasure...and my pleasure to share with you...” he kissed him softly, “and this is just the start, Yanno...now, rest!” he dropped a light kiss on the end of Ianto’s button nose and turned him onto his side, spooning in close behind, one arm curling possessively around his waist to keep him in close as he buried his face in the young man’s hair and closed his eyes. Ianto pressed back against him, sated and drowsy. Within moments they were asleep.
They were woken by a loud hammering on the shop door, Jack was dressed and down the stairs - years of swift middle-of the-night dressing for fires coming into play - before Ianto’s sleep addled brain had even registered where the sound was coming from!
Opening the door to the delivery driver, his barrow stacked high with boxes the man grunted bad temperedly at him. “I was about to go on, delivery for Jones, you Jones?”
“Nope!” the reply and wide grin causing a further frown to cross the man’s weathered features. “Jones needs to sign for them...says specifically...” he pointed at the delivery note. “I’ll have to take them away and he’ll have to collect them from the depot...”
Ianto padded barefoot across to the door, glancing from a smiling Jack to the scowling delivery man.
Jack draped an arm around Ianto’s shoulders and leant against him “This is Jones..!” he squeezed the Welshman’s shoulder, “so sign away!”
The driver looked from one man to the other, took in the semi-dressed state of the newest arrival, the mussed hair and kiss swollen lips of the pair, coupled with the inside out t-shirt of the first man and muttered about ‘blooming poofters’ almost under his breath. Ianto blushed...endearingly in Jack’s opinion... as he counted the boxes, ticked to confirm the number and signed for the delivery.
Once the boxes were piled inside the door and the clipboard and pen safely back in Grumpy’s possession, Jack moved in, his smiling face at odds with the fierce intensity of his words, “personal opinion you are entitled to, however, in our property we do what we want, you have neither the right nor the intelligence to know what you’re talking about and if I ever hear you making those kind of derogatory comments again I guarantee you, I’ll have your job... You got that? Now beat it!” He stepped closer to the man who backed away over the threshold so Jack closed the door in his face and hauled Ianto in for a body-zinging snog. Neither man heard the van drive away...
Ianto blinked breathlessly when he was released “wow, Jack!”
“Sorry, I get a bit wound up when faced with such ignorance...”
“...you said our...” Ianto’s voice was awed
“Sorry!”
“C’m here..!” Ianto tangled his hands into the front of Jack’s...actually it was his University t-shirt...tugging him close to kiss him with a passion that made them dizzy. When they parted, Ianto slid his hand into Jack’s and led him back upstairs, pausing at the bathroom door “shower with me?” he whispered, pink colouring his cheeks at his boldness, his eyes suddenly finding the floor incredibly interesting as he bit his lip, what if that’s too much bowling through his head, shitshitshit...
A thumb tipping his chin up so lips could be pressed softly against his own dragged him from mini-panic mode and he met Jack’s smiling gaze, a sudden grin lighting his own face, “three days and I can’t get enough of you!” he buried his face in Jack’s neck at the admission as the other man chuckled, “likewise, Yanno...” his voice dropped as he breathed against the Welshman’s ear “I don’t know what you do to me Ianto Jones, but you captivate me and I will never get enough of you...”
They staggered through the bathroom door, mouths locked together as they kissed hotly, finally breaking apart to pull their clothes off, discarding them into a messy heap on the floor. Ianto turned the shower on to warm as they sank back into blissful kiss after kiss and the room filled with steam.
Panting breathlessly, they stepped into the tiny cubicle and ducked under the cascading water, their bodies pressed close together as they resumed their fiery kisses and desire reignited. They washed each other’s hair, Ianto delighting in the intimacy of the action...somehow this was even more intimate than what they’d done earlier, unable to stop the huge grin that lit up his face as images from that amazing experience replayed in his head.
Jack kissed the corners of his mouth, “What’s got you so happy?” he murmured, pulling the young man in closer as he deepened the kiss.
Ianto pulled back briefly, “you!” before giving himself to the pleasures of Jack’s wondrous kisses as the water powered down on their heads. They broke apart when air became a necessity, hips grinding together as blood supplies gathered hopefully... Jack reached for the shower gel and tipped a generous amount out in his hand.
“This is one we do together...” grabbing Ianto’s hand to pour some into his as well, before pressing their bodies together so their arousal twitched as they brushed against each other. He guided Ianto’s hand down to wrap it around them both, covering the gap with his own hand as they began to move, building up a rhythm for pleasure rather than release as he captured the Welshman’s lips in a messy kiss, their tongues duelling hotly until they broke off panting. Their hands moved faster, pressure and pleasure increasing until they spilled into their joined hands and Ianto cried out, sagging against his Captain as his boneless legs refused to hold him up.
Jack kissed him tenderly and soaped them both quickly before turning the cooling water off and wrapping them both in fluffy lemon bath-sheets. He slid his arms around the younger man and just held him, closing his eyes as they absorbed the timeless pleasure of simply being... After long, enjoyable minutes while each revisited everything they’d shared over the past few days in their respective heads, they untangled themselves and sorted out their clothing, finally returning to the shop, dry, dressed and in serious need of caffeine!
Jack began unpacking the boxes of computer equipment, looking in horror at all the instructions to set up the proxy settings so the service couldn’t be abused by any undesirable patrons. He dug his phone out of his pocket as Ianto brought their coffee mugs and slabs of fruit cake over on a tray. “Do you mind if I ask Tosh to come and sort these out? She’ll be ten times faster than us!”
“Do it! I’m okay with computers, but my brain is currently mush – wouldn’t have anything to do with a certain Captain would it?”
Jack attempted to look innocent, a look that failed completely as Ianto whispered into his ear and Jack’s body immediately sprang back to life! He was still spluttering when Tosh answered, a brief conversation later and he hung up grinning. “She’ll be here in about half an hour... what do you want me to do in the meantime?”
Ianto looked around and mentally prioritised the numerous small jobs that still had to be done – menus to be put in holders, napkins, rubbish bins to be lined, loyalty cards and stamps needed unpacking – the list was endless. He grabbed an order pad and wrote it all down, handing the sheet of paper to Jack with a flourish, “think that’ll keep you out of trouble for now?” he grinned as Jack read it and gasped, “I like the last task..!”
“Thought you might! Right, I need to get into the kitchen or I’ll never be ready for the morning...” he reached out and entwined their fingers, “thanks Jack...for everything...for being you...” Releasing his hand he hurried into the kitchen before the other man could catch the sparkle of tears welling in his eyes Jack had made life worth living...given him a purpose again...and he lo...” he bit his lip, hard, too soon...don’t spoil it...but it wasn’t long before the images in his head chased away any fears and he hummed contentedly to the soulful songs playing on the radio that Jack had obviously switched on...
True to her word, Tosh tapped on the door just under thirty minutes later and set straight to work, Jack having plugged all the leads together in the basic set up. Hearing her voice, Ianto went in to say hello and make her a coffee, the pretty tech genius opting for the mocha blend with a dash of milk which she pronounced heavenly after a brief silence where she just inhaled the aroma.
Jack sipped his regular hazelnut and grinned, another one won over by the amazing coffee skills of his gorgeous Welshman. He grabbed him around the waist and kissed him lightly, unaware that Tosh was watching in the reflection from the monitor. She smiled indulgently, now she knew the real reason Jack was here and it was good to see him so happy, especially after all his troubles with John...who would not like this development at all she realised, resolving to keep a careful eye on the abrasive and sometimes ruthless firefighter...
Jack had released Ianto and the young man returned to his kitchen where he was whipping the filling for his coffee and walnut cake. An hour passed rapidly; Ianto had bagged all his Welsh cakes, finished his cake, placed his cookies and shortbread in tins and completed a full inventory of bagels, croissants and pain au chocolat so he knew exactly how many breakfasts he could cater...thoughts of breakfast reminded him they’d eaten very little and his tummy rumbled in confirmation as he went through into the shop.
Tosh and Jack were huddled around the computers, heads together, their attention focused, conversation muted. A sudden flicker of doubt raced across his mind...Jack, the Fire Service, the shop...what if it all went wrong? He bit his lip and moved to the coffee machine, chasing the negative thoughts away with a stream of images from earlier...
He clattered the mugs and plates loudly in an attempt to alert them to his presence without peering over their shoulders and making them jump. It also meant he could check off the jobs that Jack had done so he’d know if the last task would be tonight...the thought sent shivers of anticipation surging directly below his waistline and his attention drifted...
“Yanno...Ianto..!” Jack’s hand slapping the counter dragged him from his pleasant mental meanderings and he looked up to see the Captain gazing amusedly at him. “Welcome back!” He stood on tiptoes and leant over the counter, grabbed a handful of t-shirt and hauled the Welshman in for a kiss, leaving him pink cheeked and spluttering when he was released.
Tosh giggled and clapped her hands, Ianto’s blush deepening as he caught her eye. He opened his mouth to speak just as her phone rang and she answered it, smiling broadly, “Owen! No, I’m at Ianto’s coffee shop...yeah, that’s the one...he makes awesome coffee! ...I’m sure he will...yeah, almost done...love you too!” She hung up and shoved her phone back in her pocket, turning to look at Ianto “Is it okay if Owen comes here to meet me? I’ve promised him a coffee if you don’t mind?”
Ianto grinned, “as my Auntie I think anything you do is fine! Have to keep Auntie happy – is that right Jack?”
“Always...but it’s Captain first, then Auntie!”
“Hahaha!” Tosh held her hand out to Ianto, “come and see what we’ve done...”
Dropping into the chair, Ianto gazed at the blank screen as Jack draped himself over his shoulders, nestling his chin into the crook of his neck. Tosh woke the screen up and Ianto gasped, the background was set as the front of the shop, the @Yanno logo repeated in a string around the edge, with links to the menus, information about the coffee and other relevant sites of interest.
“Wow, Tosh that’s amazing – you’re brilliant!” Ianto’s face lit up excitedly, this seemed to make it all so much more real!
Tosh blushed with pleasure and clicked on the mouse, “I’ve set all the proxy settings so you won’t get anyone looking at inappropriate sites and it’ll prompt the user to confirm they want to continue every fifteen minutes, that usually means most people will check to see if others are waiting...it’s a customer friendly nudge to ‘play nice’!”
“That’s brilliant...you’re brilliant Thank you, thank you!” Ianto leant across to give Tosh a hug as Owen peered through the window and tapped on the glass.
Jack grinned and went to let him in. “Oi, tea boy, that’s my girlfriend you’ve got your arms around!” the first words out of his mouth as he strode in through the door.
“Ignore him, Ianto he’s a grumpy sod at the best of times!” Jack gave Owen a friendly shove, “and that’s my boyfriend your girlfriend’s hugging, so looks like we’re even!”
The silence was deafening as they all stared at Jack, mouths open, Ianto included. Tosh released the Welshman as Jack moved to his side and put his hands on the young man’s shoulders, “you don’t like boyfriend? How about partner? Is that better?” He cupped his face and kissed him softly, smiling into the kiss as Ianto’s arms slid round his waist to pull him closer as tongues danced playfully.
Tosh and Owen grinned at each other, this was a Jack they’d not seen in a very long time...too long! Owen squeezed Tosh’s hand and winked at her, barking “Oi, put the tea boy down, Harkness, I’m still waiting for my coffee!”
Jack and Ianto sprang apart, Ianto blushing furiously as he moved to his coffee machine to make coffee for everyone, joining in the laughter as Jack and Owen continued to spar.
They sat and drank their coffee in one of the booths, chatting easily, munching on cherry and coconut cookies and Ianto quickly felt included as an equal, leaning against Jack with their fingers linked, listening intently when they moved on to share their stories of different shouts, the camaraderie evident in their turn taking and good natured teasing of failings and humorous incidents.
Reluctantly, Tosh and Owen stood up to take their leave, declining an invitation to stay for some dinner as they were due at Tosh’s mum’s, but did happily agree to return for the @Yanno breakfast special, on the house.
Ianto shook hands with Owen and was pulled into a hug by Tosh and then they were gone. As he locked the door Jack came back from the kitchen where he’d washed the mugs and joined him as he gazed around the shop, now fully stocked and laid out for the morning. “It looks great Yanno...it’s going to be amazing...” he pulled the young man into his arms and kissed him lightly. “I’ve finished my list...all apart from the last one...”
Ianto’s heart rate increased rapidly as he linked their hands and led his Captain towards the stairs to his flat, the order sheet clutched in his other hand...
tbc
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Date: 2011-08-05 09:39 am (UTC)*Huge, Warm, Huggles!*
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Date: 2011-08-10 05:01 pm (UTC)T&E always my love
D xxx
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Date: 2011-08-10 05:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-05 01:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-10 05:02 pm (UTC)xxx
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Date: 2011-08-05 10:10 pm (UTC)Loved Jack standing up to the delivery man, that put him firmly in his place! And I'm glad they had Tosh in to set up the computers, she will have thought of everything =)
Even Owen is impressed by the coffee =D
*very sleepy hugs* I really need an early(ish) night, I'm done in! J xxx
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Date: 2011-08-10 05:22 pm (UTC)They're moving so fast and it feels so right - however, i'm certain there will be wibbles at some point!
Jack just had to put that delivery bloke in his place!!!
D xxx
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Date: 2012-09-24 04:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-24 07:48 pm (UTC)Ianto is fast making some real true friends in Tosh and Owen...
:))
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