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Title: Not So Far Away

Pairing: Jack/Ianto

Ratings: Adult -sex

Spoilers: Series 1 & 2

Summary: Ianto moves into a new place and Jack helps him celebrate.

Disclaimers: I own nothing!

Notes: This is my 400th fic and I wanted to do something sweet, loving and hot. I hope I’ve accomplished this! Enjoy! Comments please!

 

Ianto stood at his window, looking out. The little one bedroom house was definitely a step up from that little flat but the view wasn’t that much better. At least he could see the sky.

          Jack had helped him move in, dropping boxes and tracking dirt up the hall. At least he’d tried. It was dark now and Ianto could see the stars from his window, above next door’s roof. He wondered what lay beyond his own world. He hoped one day to actually see what was up there.

He heard Jack come into the room. “I cleaned the hall. It’s spotless.”

Ianto smiled. “Thank you.”

Jack stepped up behind him and put his arms around his waist. “I love your new place.”

“Yeah?”

Jack settled his hand on Ianto’s hip. “Yep, it’s detached. No listening neighbours.”

Ianto grinned and leaned back into Jack. “That’s true.” He kept his eyes on the night sky and felt Jack’s hot breath on his ear.

“Is your home one of those stars?” he asked.

Jack chuckled, breathing hotly on his neck. “Yes but home is so far away.” He leaned in close and kissed Ianto’s neck. Ianto let out a soft sigh of pleasure and Jack grinned.

He pressed himself as close to Ianto as he could. “Do you feel like celebrating your new place?”

Ianto grinned, pushing back into Jack. “Sounds fun.”

Jack pressed more hot kisses along Ianto’s neck. He reached one hand up and loosened Ianto’s tie. He parted his shirt and kissed his shoulders, feeling his heat. Ianto’s hands went back and gripped Jack’s thighs, pulling him into him.

Jack was eager to be as close to Ianto as possible and they began to move their hips in synch, an echo of the rhythm they would soon share. Jack suddenly grasped Ianto by the hips and spun him round. He pressed him into the wall and kissed him hard.

Ianto opened himself up to Jack’s kiss, hands finding hips and pulling him as close as he could. They moved slowly together, back and forward, sharing their heat. Clothes were shed slowly and with little attention to where they fell. Now naked, they kissed hard and deep.

Jack cupped Ianto’s face with both hands, stroked his cheeks with his thumbs and looked closely into his eyes.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he whispered and traced his lips across Ianto’s.

“And all yours,” breathed Ianto, reaching around Jack and grasping his firm backside.

Jack beamed and rocked into Ianto. “All mine.”

Ianto grasped Jack by the shoulders and pushed him towards the bed. They collapsed onto it, Ianto on top and pressing eagerly into Jack. Jack trailed his hands up and down Ianto’s sides, stroking and caressing, giving him pleasure. Ianto moaned and whimpered and Jack felt Ianto’s erection grow firmer against his thigh.

Jack reached up and tangled his hands in Ianto’s soft curls. “My beautiful boy,” he whispered and Ianto blushed. “Wanna keep you forever.”

Ianto didn’t speak in response, he just kissed Jack and they began to move together again. Jack kissed Ianto everywhere he could reach, his cheeks, his lips, his shoulders. He brought Ianto close and kissed the corner of his eye.

“My Ianto,” he breathed.

Ianto grinned at him. “You wanna be on top?”

Jack smirked. “Oh yeah.” He grasped Ianto by the hips and flipped him. Ianto laughed and didn’t fight. Tonight was not a night for fighting. Jack thrust against him.

“You want me inside you?” he whispered and kissed Ianto’s jaw.

“Mmm,” Ianto moaned. “Yes, Jack,” he gasped.

Jack grinned. He wrapped one hand around Ianto’s erection and stroked lazily, watching Ianto’s response. Ianto’s eyes closed and he moaned with pleasure. One handed, Jack reached for the lube and, slowly, he prepared Ianto to take him.

Ianto drifted into a world of pleasure and Jack watched him. There was nothing better than watching Ianto give into the pleasure Jack gave him.

Ianto arched up. “Now, Jack, now, please!” he gasped.

Jack grinned. “Whatever you say, beautiful.” Slowly, he eased himself into Ianto, watching his boy’s face. At work and in his daily life, Ianto was reserved and kept his emotions strictly controlled. But here, in bed with Jack, he let it all show. Jack loved it.

Jack was consumed by Ianto, watching the writhing of Ianto’s body and the sparkle in his eyes. Jack loved making him this happy.

 They moved together, arching and writhing and thrusting together, as one. Jack tangled his hand in Ianto’s hair and kissed him, all over. Ianto was getting lost in the pleasure. He arched in Jack’s arms, panting and gasping and beginning to shake. Jack thrust harder, holding Ianto tightly through their pleasure.

They peaked, crying each other’s names into the room. Jack pressed his face into Ianto’s warm neck and breathed hard. “Ianto Jones,” he said, as his breathing recovered. “I’m so glad you’re all mine.”

Ianto turned his head and kissed his cheek. “All yours.”

They cleaned up and settled into a loose embrace. “Well, we’ve christened the bedroom. Only four more rooms to do, five if I’m very lucky and get to christen the garden too.”

Ianto grinned. “Maybe if you’re on your very best behaviour.” He sat up and reached for his bedside drawer. He took something out of it, then turned back to Jack.

“I got you something,” he said.

Jack’s eyebrows raised. “Oh yeah?”

Ianto bit his lip, then took a deep breath and handed it over. It was a key. Ianto’s front door key. “I know … you had one before but … that was because of Torchwood. This is … because I want you to have one.”

Jack looked back at him, studying him in surprise. “You really want me to have this?”

Ianto swallowed and nodded. “Yes. I want you to keep it.”

Jack gave him a soft but very real smile. “Thank you.”

Ianto blushed and shrugged it off. “Maybe now you’ll stop waking me up in the middle of the night to get in.”

Jack grinned, letting Ianto brush off the gesture as nothing serious. They both knew better but they weren’t about to discuss it.

Jack placed the key safely in his trouser pocket, then lay back down and tugged Ianto in his arms. He kissed him softly. “Maybe home isn’t so far away.”

Ianto smiled and settled his head on Jack’s shoulder, his arm around his waist. “Not so far away.” He gave Jack a squeeze and Jack smiled and settled into Ianto’s warm embrace.

 


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