Twos and Blues...13/?
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zazajbTitle: Twos and Blues: 13/?
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 4500
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! 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... SWFRS= South Wales Fire and Rescue Service
A/N2 For spud1963 enjoy! I love that you love it! and magikalrhiannon – hope you had an amazing birthday hon!
Cross posted so you might get this more than once – sorry!
Twos and Blues 13/?
Chapter 13
Jack drove just within the constraints of the law, Ianto’s hand on his thigh bleeding a warmth through his jeans that was a constant reminder of the night to come. Neither spoke, their minds racing, bodies burning with desire... Jack turned into the yard of @Yanno and yanked the handbrake on, releasing both seatbelts before leaning across to haul the Welshman bodily into his lap where he crushed their mouths together and they kissed hungrily, hands raking over clothing and tangling in hair.
They broke apart panting heavily and scrambled out of the car, staggering towards the flat entrance, their arms entwined, kissing messily as they went. Dragging his mouth from Jack’s just long enough to tap the entrance code into the keypad, Ianto opened the door and they almost fell through it in their haste, lips once more pressed together as they shared hot wet kisses...
Still kissing passionately they tackled the stairs, hands now grabbing at clothing as they ascended. Three stairs up Ianto’s coat hit the carpet as they continued their urgent search for smooth warm flesh... Several stairs later Jack’s coat joined the casualties and they paused momentarily as both searched pockets for the door key, Jack’s search providing the required item first. Ianto took it from him with hands that trembled and unlocked the door, raising his arms as his jumper was tugged over his head and dropped behind them. He melted into his Captain’s embrace as he was pressed against the wall, their tongues duelling hotly as passion grew. Coming up for air they made it through the door, Ianto kicking it shut behind them as his hands dragged Jack’s t-shirt off and flung it away, both gasping at the delicious sensation of hot skin to hot skin as they resumed their frantic kisses and hands groped at belts, buttons and zips...
Shoes and socks were kicked off one at a time as they moved closer to the bedroom, Jack’s jeans hitting the floor just past the living room, closely followed by Ianto’s cargo pants outside the bedroom door. Without breaking their kiss they each tore off their own underwear and staggered the final steps to the bed where they flung themselves down, arms and legs tangling as they arched against each other and the heady scent of desire floated around them...
Lips roamed pleasurably over sensitised flesh, exploring anew, the drag of hot wet tongues tasting the salty tang of sweat as a light sheen covered their bodies and they sank deeper into the throes of passion...rolling over and over as each took the lead, hands alternately dancing warm trails with tantalising lightness followed by firm touches as they tugged in closer and their senses flew...
Breathless and dizzy with desire they landed side by side, limbs entwined, their every touch like fire on heated skin... Ianto cupped his Captain’s face with a trembling hand and brushed their lips together softly, gazing into lust-blown blue grey pools “teach me Jack, teach me how to make love to you...” Jack’s low moan of longing was lost against Ianto’s mouth as he kissed him fiercely and pulled him closer still...
“You need to prepare...oh Yanno... I want you so much...need to...” he scrabbled for the lube and pressed it into the Welshman’s hand, “...like I did...” He lay back, breath a series of tiny pants as Ianto flipped the lid and coated several fingers, sliding his hand back until he found the entrance to Jack’s body and traced one finger nervously around the edge. Encouraged by the shudders of pleasure and the immediate heavy press of his Captain’s body against his hand he tentatively slipped a fingertip inside, pulling it out instantly as Jack gasped.
“Did I hurt you?” Ianto’s anxious expression was soothed away as Jack planted dozens of kisses over his face, “no...God no, sweetheart, you didn’t hut me at all, it just feels so good...knowing that you’re going to...please...” He claimed Ianto’s mouth as the Welshman pushed his finger back in, tongue seeking its mate to dance the rumba in a slow seduction as Ianto’s confidence increased and he added a second finger, moving them carefully as Jack pressed back hard against him. His fingers brushed that magic spot and Jack arched into the touch, his moan of pleasure swallowed up by their wild kiss...
Jack was writhing and quivering at his hands as Ianto added a third finger, “now, Yanno, please...need you now...” He tore the condom wrapper and smoothed the latex on carefully, showing the Welshman how to add more lube, before laying back as Ianto slid in slowly, gasping loudly at the feel of Jack, hot and tight around him...
He stilled, desperately taking deep even breaths as his climax threatened before he’d even started moving...
Jack’s hand caressed his face, light loving touches, whispering “I love you” as he tugged his head down gently to capture his lips and they kissed tenderly, heartbeats slowing, regaining control...until, his eyes locked on Jack’s, Ianto began to move, deep, slow thrusts that built gradually into a crescendo and hot tears spilled down his face as he followed Jack over the edge into exquisite release and they floated together amongst the stars...the world faded away....it was just them, right here, right now...
Ianto slumped against Jack’s body as they came down from their orgasmic high, feeling the tingling warmth radiating through him and it was with regret that he withdrew and disposed of the condom before reaching for the wipes to mop Jack’s stomach. Leaning forward he pressed their mouths together in a soft kiss, tongues swirling lazily, hands entwining, stroking...gentle movements that resonated sated contentment.
They slid under the covers, Ianto snuggling into his Captain’s chest “Love you too, cariad...” as his eyelids drooped, the long day and the intensity of his climax leaving him blissfully drowsy. Jack kissed his temple and closed his own eyes, a sense of completeness he’d not felt in a very long time lulling him into peaceful slumber and they slept wrapped in each other’s arms.
Ianto woke the next morning to gentle kisses brushing his hair, his cheeks and along his jawline, Jack nuzzling into his neck before kissing his lips tenderly, whispering “morning lovely, how’d you feel?” when they pulled apart and lay facing each other, noses almost touching, hands caressing faces...
“Happier than I’ve ever been...complete...utterly loved and like I could stay in this bed forever...just you and me...” he traced the outline of Jack’s lips, “Last night was fantastic...I never dreamt that I’d ever...” his breath hitched as he choked back a sob, “...just...I love you Jack Harkness...”
“I’ve been waiting for you for so long Yanno...and I’ve loved you since the moment we met...” he brushed his thumbs gently over the Welshman’s cheeks, sweeping aside the silent tears and folding the young man tighter into his arms.
They lay still, bodies entwined, content in each other’s closeness and dozed, deliciously warm and cosy under the quilt until the radio blared into life, Bill Withers declaring tunefully there ‘Ain’t no sunshine’. The song finished and moved on to a Bee Gees classic. Moving regretfully out of Jack’s embrace, Ianto sat up and hit the off button, threw back the quilt and got out of bed. He stretched, the lingering effects of their lovemaking bringing a grin to his face and he held out a hand to his Captain, leading him to the bathroom where they showered enjoyably without any agenda; just the simple pleasures of washing each other in between soft kisses...
Encased in fluffy bath towels they returned to the bedroom. Ianto watched as Jack sorted out his trademark blue trousers, braces, white undershirt and blue shirt – after these past few heady days of togetherness it was going to be strange...horrible...without him there all day and he bit his bottom lip hard, quashing the needy whimper that he felt building in his gut. He turned away abruptly and sorted out his own clothes.
Jack leant against the doorframe enjoying the view as Ianto carefully encased his gorgeous body in layers of maroon Swiss cotton and pristine charcoal grey wool blend, adding the tie in a perfect knot at his throat. Finally, both dressed, they gazed at each other. Jack held out his arms and Ianto fell into them willingly as the older man buried his face into the Welshman’s hair, soaking up the scent of his ginger and lime shampoo alongside the delicious aroma that was just Ianto. “I’m going to miss you today...my Yanno” he mumbled into his ear, his arms tightening possessively.
“Me too cariad...” he lifted his head to press for a kiss, tongues sweeping minty-fresh mouths with increasing vigour. They broke for air and headed towards the stairs to the shop. “Who am I going to give my order sheet to today?” Ianto’s grin and Jack’s answering chuckle lifting their spirits.
“I’ll take it with me...no-one else gets their hands on my Welshman! They headed down the stairs, Jack to the kitchen to sort out a couple of toasted bagels while Ianto went to work on the coffee machine, before thinking carefully about his order sheet, finally deciding on bath and massage which he wrote neatly and placed next to Jack’s coffee mug on the breakfast bar. They chatted over their breakfast, Jack explaining a bit more about his engineering company and the type of work they did.
Their time passed swiftly and it was with extreme reluctance that Ianto carried their plates and mugs out to the dishwasher. Jack followed him, tucking his order sheet carefully into his wallet before drawing the younger man into a hug and holding him tightly as they stood in the open doorway. “I’ll pop in at lunchtime if I can...” Jack whispered into his ear...”now I really have to go or you’ll be late setting up...”
“What about your coat?” remembering that it lay somewhere on the stairs to the flat along with his own and his jumper, as Jack released him and stepped through the doorway into the uninviting drizzle that was falling from a leaden sky.
“You keep it, your need is greater!” Jack grinned and the day took on a brightness and a vibrancy that chased away the clouds.
Ianto laughed delightedly and stepped after him, dragging him back into the kitchen to capture his lips, a murmured “and where’s my goodbye?” prompting a throaty chuckle from the other man. They were in the middle of a long lingering kiss when first Sue, then Rhi appeared, any comments they might have made forgotten when a shrill bleeping split the air and Jack pulled away, whispering a brief “sorry Yanno!” as he strode to the SUV and drove away rapidly.
Ianto gazed after him as Rhi nodded at Sue. “Morning! You’ll get used to them, they’re at it all the time...”
“I think it’s kinda cute..! Morning!”
Ianto blushed, the hue deepening as Rhi’s loud whisper reached his ears –as it was intended to no doubt, “I just hope he doesn’t go all lovesick puppy on us though!” The two women laughed and went through to the shop, Ianto closing the door slowly before following them. Sue was officially welcomed to the staff and shown where all the stock was kept, the till and other basic routines. Rhi went back out to the kitchen to lay out the breakfast specials ready for the big oven and to shove some into the small oven for herself and Sue.
Ianto finished setting up while the ladies had their breakfast and opened a bit early when he saw some of his regulars stood outside in the rain, a familiar face joining them as they came in thankfully out of the wet. As he ground beans and filled each customer’s order, he thought back to what Jack had told him about Pete; “great bloke, been in twelve years now, or thereabouts, my other Crew Manager. He’s a bit of a dark horse is our Pete – he’s got an engineering background, is a trained masseur and fitness instructor and now works for the NHS as a sexual health advisor, meaning he runs clinics and goes into schools, youth clubs and all sorts of other places. I think he’s in the early stages of a relationship with Nick, but they’re keeping it under wraps so I’m not a hundred percent sure...” he’d nodded thoughtfully before continuing, “I hope it works out for them as well as it has for us...
He’s the carnival guru too and he’s brilliant at enthusing us all and organising what we’re doing so we have a good showing each year...community is very important when you’re retained – we all live and work locally so we need to be seen as accessible and involved...not to mention it’s bloody good fun!”
Jack had leant forward at that point, whispering throatily into his ear, “...and I can’t wait to see you all dressed up...” and the personnel run-down had come to an abrupt halt as they’d melted into each other’s arms for an enjoyable snogging session...
A smile curved the corners of his mouth as the memory played out in his head and he grinned a warm welcome to the firefighter in question as Pete took his turn at the head of the queue. “Morning Ianto, a New York breakfast please, running a training session today and I need a decent start to set me up for the day...” he ginned back, “how’s it all going so far?”
“Good...very good in fact, and Jack’s been amazing, helping with everything...”
“Yeah, he looked the part in his polo top! It’s good to see him happy again...you’re obviously good for him – he bounded into that wagon with a grin on him like the Cheshire Cat this morning! They’ll be back shortly I expect, it was alarms at one of the care homes...we go quite often..! I’m booked off from seven but I was almost at the station when it went off so I stopped in to see what it was...we’re a bit like that as I’m sure you’ll find out...” he paused, “you are joining us, right ?”
Ianto nodded. “I’m doing the paperwork with Owen on Thursday... Am I mad?” he asked, joking, but with an underlying seriousness that broadened the smile on the other man’s face.
“Yep, probably! But you’ll love it, and you can ask anything, anytime...” he took his coffee and moved along the counter towards the till, nodding his thanks as Rhi came out from the kitchen with his toasted bagel, “...and we’ll keep Hart out of your hair, so don’t you worry about him...”
Ianto gazed after him at his parting remark, recalling the predatory look on John Hart’s face when they’d been introduced. He shuddered...there was just something about the man that made him shiver...
“@Yanno breakfast special please...” his next customer dragged his attention back to the job in hand and he smiled a welcome, chatting about the coffees and the miserable weather with the next dozen or so people until he’d cleared the queue and he had the time to scan the tables. Pete had gone, leaving the Welshman with a question or two in his head...
His phone beeped in his pocket and he dug it out, a fond smile dancing over his face as Jack’s name flashed up on the screen. He opened the message. Hey Yanno, back from shout – nothing much – burnt toast, again! Going straight to work now, catch up @ lunch. ILY J x
He jumped as Rhi’s voice filtered through his dreamy haze and he looked up to see his sister and Sue laughing. “Message from lover boy?” Rhi shook her head, “I’ve done the stock take you wanted...” she held the sheet of paper out, amusement twinkling in her eyes as she turned and headed back into the kitchen.
Sue moved away to clear some tables as the early breakfast rush died down and Ianto was able to deal with the drinks and the till. It was definitely quieter today. He pulled his notebook out from under the counter and made a few notes on the weather and rough customer numbers. Time would tell if his opening hours needed changing...
It was fairly steady between ten o’clock and midday; the drizzle had cleared and the coffee and cake trade did brisk business until the lunchtime rush. Ianto had filled in and emailed his order sheet for the frozen pastries and raw ingredients from the cash and carry and had time to chat to Sue a little more, both about archaeology and the fruit tea she’d brought with her for her break, the outcome being Ianto had added half a dozen different flavoured teas to his order... “It gives the non-coffee drinkers something other than water or hot chocolate and all you have to do is supply the mug and hot water...it’s a good addition to the menu...” she smiled, “you should try one!”
“I’ll stick to the coffee for now...but one day...maybe!” Ianto grinned, pleased with his decision to hire her – they all got on well, had shared interests and she’d already asked him to show her how the coffee machine worked so she could learn the basics...all in all, it had worked out really well...
Two thirty rolled round very quickly with no sign of Jack other than a brief sorry I, in meeting J x text at twenty past one. Once Rhi and Sue had finished the clearing up and restocked the front of house, they said their goodbyes and left, Rhi teasing her brother about being all by himself for the rest of the afternoon. He shoved her good naturedly and grinned, reeling off a list of jobs he had to do, including several different baking sessions for a coffee and walnut cake, giant choc chip cookies, oat cookies and some more Welsh cakes as they’d sold out that morning.
“I won’t have time to do everything as it is!” he said, shooing the pair of giggling ladies out of the back door. “See you both tomorrow!” he waved and shut the door, his cheerful facade dropping immediately there was solid UPVC between them and him, in reality he felt bereft, missing Jack more acutely than he’d ever felt it was possible after just six days together...snap out of it Jones! he told himself sternly, turning the radio up in the shop before forcing himself to start assembling the ingredients and equipment he’d need for his first recipe.
He made slow progress and the cookies had only just gone in the oven when the door opened and a pair of pale blue-clad shirt sleeves slid around his waist from behind and warm fragrant breath caressed his neck before a gentle kiss was pressed just above his collar “missed you, my Yanno...”
Ianto turned in the embrace and flung his arms around Jack’s neck, crushing their lips together in a frantic and heated kiss, tongues seeking each other out as they explored familiar territory... They came up for air. “Did you miss me?” Jack murmured against the Welshman’s mouth as they panted softly, lips just millimetres apart as hands threaded lovingly through hair...
“Nope!” Ianto deadpanned back, as a huge knowing grin lit up his Captain’s face.
“You’re pining for me...withering away..!”
“You got me!” Ianto smiled briefly, “now shut up and kiss me!”
“Bossy...oh I like bossy!” Jack chuckled as he pressed their mouths together to kiss him into oblivion and did that thing with his tongue that he knew made Ianto’s nerve endings tingle and they floated on a wave of euphoria, lips warm and responsive and time stood still...
They broke apart breathing heavily as they rested their foreheads together and rapid heartbeats slowed, relishing the stolen moments, “I needed that..!” Ianto breathed against Jack’s ear, the almost touch sending trails of goose bumps down the Captain’s spine and a surge of heat to his groin. He moaned softly as Ianto thrust his hips forward and twin arousals strained against the restrictive confines of their trousers...
”I could so have you right now...over your kitchen table...or against the larder door...” Jack’s voice was low and full of want and it was with considerable restraint that he pulled back and dropped a light kiss on the end of Ianto’s nose.”What I want, however, isn’t what I need right now...” he sighed apologetically, “sorry I never made lunch – we’re entertaining some new clients, big clients...Caterpillar Industries... they’re just having a breath of fresh air while Gav sorts out the contract and I shot out to collect the info file I had on them in my office at home. Thought I’d sneak in and see you on my way back and steal a few kisses to see me through the afternoon! Although now I’ve had some I really...” he stopped as his phone rang
“Yeah, hi Gav... Yes, got the file, I’m just @Yanno picking up some coffee to seal the deal...oh haha, no...absolutely no quickies - I like – and Ianto likes - to take my time...” he winked at the Welshman, catching his breath at the delicious rosy pink hues that spread over his pale cheeks as he moved towards the shop to make the coffees. “I’ll be back with you in about ten...” He hung up and joined Ianto, watching those slim elegant fingers as they worked their coffee magic.
“I’ve done Gav a New York one...” as he marked NY on the side of one of the cups, “the rest are your blend...” snapping the plastic lids on each steaming cup and placing them into a cardboard holder for easy transportation. “So I guess you gotta go again now...” He bit his lip as he realised how needy that sounded, “Sorry...I’ve just missed you today...” He turned away quickly and went back into the kitchen, “but I’ve got masses of baking to do to keep me busy...so see you later..?”
Jack hurried after him and carefully took the drinks out his hand, placing them on the worktop, before enveloping the young man in his arms and crushing their lips together, plundering his mouth as passion built rapidly. Ianto’s moans of pleasure were swallowed up as Jack’s tongue took control and mapped every inch of his mouth possessively, one hand moving to caress the Welshman’s face as the other tangled in his hair. Time stood still as they lost themselves in the embrace, Ianto’s arms closing tightly around his Captain’s warm body, arching his back as his groin reacted to the heady sensations of being kissed to within an inch of his life.
“That’s a promise for later...you, me...a warm bath and some seriously sensual massage...” Jack panted breathlessly when they broke apart. “Love you, Ianto Jones...” he pressed a kiss to the end of his nose, “now I really have to go...”
“Love you too Jack...” Ianto felt like a teenager again, wanting to scream yesyesyes at the undoubted intensity of emotion blazing from Jack’s eyes. He opened the door, “now go close that deal before my coffee’s ruined!”
“Yessir!” Jack grinned and saluted smartly as he strode to the car.
Ianto watched as the SUV vanished around the corner, he felt buoyant and full of life and he wanted to tell the whole world, grinning as the opening bars to one of his favourite disco tracks of all time began playing on the radio. He hummed along, spooning flour into his mixing bowl, moving his body in time to the beat as the Pointer Sisters told the airwaves ‘I’m so excited’ Throwing himself completely into the song, he danced around the kitchen with total abandon, shaking his hips and waving his hands in the air as he sang along, letting out the complete joy he felt in being alive, in loving and being loved in return...
He leant breathlessly against the worktop as the song changed and the gravelly voice of Rod Stewart took over...
Jack watched from the doorway into the shop, having got just out of sight when he realised he’d left his file on the counter so he’d turned left to bring him round to the front of the shop and let himself in quietly, intending to just grab his file and go. However, the sound of Ianto’s delectable Welsh tones belting out “I’m so excited...and I just can’t hide it..!” he couldn’t resist creeping through the archway to see what his gorgeous young man was up to, a huge grin breaking across his face at the sight before him and he fell in love all over again.
“Looks like I just found Rhys a duet partner..!” he said softly as Ianto jumped and spun round, his face flushing scarlet. “Every time I think I can’t love you any more, you surprise me again...” He waved his file, moving closer “I forgot this...” as Ianto stood with his mouth open. “You are amazing...my Yanno...” he whispered as he folded him into his arms and kissed him hard. “Later can’t come soon enough...you’re my world...” He released him and spun on his heel, almost running back to his car so the Welshman didn’t see the tears that filled his eyes.
Ianto stood gazing at the space where Jack had been moments earlier as he ran a finger over his lips, lips that still tingled from the heat of Jack’s kisses... He grinned and moved back to his mixing bowl, throwing himself happily into his baking...
A mile away, Jack completed his deal with his clients, a huge smile on his face as he replayed the vision of a carefree and uninhibited young Welshman in his head.
Tonight was going to be a good night...
tbc
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Date: 2011-09-03 10:29 pm (UTC)Love the image of Ianto dancing around the kitchen while baking! That must have been quite a sight! Bet the cake comes out extra light and fluffy! Hope they'll save me a slice =)
Trying for an earlier night tonight, I'm shattered!
*hugs tight* Love J xxx
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Date: 2011-09-14 09:35 pm (UTC)glad you're enjoying and hope you're okay
*gentle hugs*
d xxx
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Date: 2011-09-03 11:49 pm (UTC)It's nice to see the other firefighters so supportive of the boys and so protective of Ianto. They're all happy to see Jack happy again, so I don't think John will get away with anything after Ianto joins them.
Great update!
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Date: 2011-09-14 09:06 pm (UTC)D xxx
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Date: 2011-09-04 04:24 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-09-25 06:02 pm (UTC)I had such a happy image in my head of Ianto dancing - pure abandon! :-)
D xxx