Title: Quality Time
Ratings: Adult –sex, spanking
Spoilers: General Series 1 and 2
Summary: Ianto decides Jack has been working too hard.
Disclaimers: I own nothing!
Notes: Written to make oncomingsconesmile and she did! Comments please!
Ianto was horny, really horny. Jack had been busy for the last couple of days. Long nights working until it was early morning. Ianto had helped as much as he could but he needed sleep more than Jack. Ianto understood the whole work thing but he really needed a shag. He needed Jack’s attention.
But he knew how to get it. He also knew how to use his horniness to his best advantage. He sauntered in front of Jack, leaning too close whenever there was an opportunity. He ‘accidentally’ brushed a hand across Jack’s thigh as he passed and he felt Jack glare at him.
Ianto smiled sweetly at him. “I’ll get you your coffee, Sir.”
Jack narrowed his eyes. “Try and behave yourself until lunchtime, Ianto.”
Ianto placed one hand on his hip and smirked. “Of course, Jack. Don’t I always behave?”
Jack gave him a full on stern look. “No.”
Ianto bit his lip and tried to look innocent. Jack rolled his eyes. “Just … get me my coffee and try to act your age.”
Ianto grinned, then turned on his heel and sauntered out, making sure to wriggle his bottom as he left.
Lunchtime came. Ianto was about to order Chinese when Jack came out of his office, with a face on him.
“Right you lot. Clear off. Time you got some damn fresh air. Unless Cardiff falls to an alien invasion, I don’t wanna see you lot for an hour at least.”
There was no argument. Tosh, Gwen and Owen grabbed their jackets and legged it. Ianto glanced at Jack and found he had fixed him with a full on stare. Ianto swallowed, flushing, and his eyes dropped to the ground. Something inside him jumped and he was both nervous and excited.
“Ianto,” Jack said dangerously. “My office, right now.”
Ianto chewed his lip and risked a glance up at Jack, who was waiting patiently by his door.
“Now, Ianto,” said Jack, in a tone that meant there was no point in arguing.
Ianto started the slow march to Jack’s door. Jack didn’t move, just kept looking at him. Ianto traipsed past him, brushing past Jack as he did so. Jack was stern and unmoving.
Ianto stopped in the middle of the room and stared. Jack had put the straight backed wooden chair in the middle of the room. That chair was only used for one thing.
Jack brushed past him and stood, arms folded and fixed him with a look. Ianto knew that look.
“Judging from your behaviour today, you need a little attention.”
Jack stood in front of him. “No whining. You’ve been sauntering about all morning, playing up, trying to wind me up. Haven’t you?”
Ianto wriggled and focused on the floor. “Yes, Jack.”
Jack sat down on the chair. “Then I think we need some quality time together, don’t we?”
Ianto squirmed at Jack’s stern tone and looked up at him. Jack held his hand up, making it go stiff. “My hand and your bottom.”
Ianto hung his head. “Yes, Jack.”
Jack reached out and grasped hold of his arm. “Over my knee now.”
Ianto knew there was no point in arguing. He let himself be pulled over Jack’s lap and settled in place. His stomach was doing flips and he was absolutely terrified. He knew Jack was going to spank him and he knew it would hurt. But the words ‘quality time’ rang in his head. He knew that was exactly what he needed.
Jack raised his hand. “You’ve had this coming all day,” he said and brought his hand down hard across Ianto’s backside. Ianto cried out. It was a hard smack, stinging through his trousers and underwear. Jack didn’t pause but brought his hand down again and again, a full two minutes of non-stop spanking. Ianto cried out and kicked but Jack’s hand, doling out stern discipline, was unavoidable.
Ianto’s bottom was getting hot under his trousers. He was getting hot everywhere. Jack’s thighs were firm underneath him. He squirmed against Jack as he was soundly spanked. The heat was overcoming his entire body. It had been too long.
The slaps rang through the air and Ianto arched against those firm thighs. “Ow! Ow, I’m sorry!” He found himself sniffling but at the same time, rubbing himself unwittingly against Jack’s lap.
“You’ve been misbehaving all morning, trying to wind me up and I won’t have it.”
“You’re a very naughty boy, Ianto. Very naughty,” scolded Jack as he spanked him.
Ianto was gasping and crying and not just from the pain. He was ragingly hard. Jack didn’t let up. Ianto’s bottom was burning and he felt his hips jerk forwards of their own accord.
Jack was panting with exhaustion but he didn’t hold back. Ianto felt overcome by his strict manner and punishing hand. He was completely under Jack’s control and he was loving it.
He writhed and wriggled on Jack’s lap as Jack continued to spank his bottom hard. It was all too much, the heat the throbbing. Ianto couldn’t control himself.
He thrust and came in a dizzying rush, spots swirling behind his eyes and he could do nothing but ride the wave of pleasure. He felt hot come soak his underwear. Jack paused as he realised what had happened. Then he smacked Ianto harder than ever before.
“You naughty boy,” he scolded. Ianto felt a hot rush all over. Jack stood him up, yanked down Ianto’s trousers and underpants and smacked him hard on his bare bottom. Ianto felt the heat from the smack spread through him.
He looked at Jack for the first time since before the spanking. His face was flushed and his eyes dark from arousal. Ianto grinned and put his head on one side. He held his hand out to Jack.
Jack stood up, frowning at him. “You’re incorrigible. Do you know that?”
Ianto giggled. “I wonder who I learned that from?”
Jack rolled his eyes, then grabbed Ianto’s hand and tugged him towards the hatch. “I need to clean my naughty boy up, don’t I?”
Ianto grinned. He couldn’t wait.
They stripped each other en route. Ianto used the opportunity to touch, lick and caress Jack, making him squirm with pleasure.
“I’m so gonna get you,” Jack gasped.
Ianto smirked as he was bundled into the shower and pressed against the wall. The water soaked their naked bodies and he felt the pleasant hum of arousal in his belly. He wasn’t hard. He wasn’t that young. Jack was ragingly hard and Ianto knew what was going to happen.
Jack pressed him firmly into the wall and kissed his neck. His hands sneaked lower and cupped Ianto’s red hot bottom. Ianto felt a jerk of pleasure in his insides as Jack kneaded his burning bottom. Jack nibbled on his shoulder as his hands explored the burn he’d put into Ianto’s flesh. Jack reached to the shower caddy and found the water proof lube and pressed it into Jack’s hand.
“Sure?” asked Jack, kissing his shoulder.
Ianto nodded. “Yes,” he said definitely.
Jack chuckled. “Thank fuck for that.” He quickly spread lube on his cock, then teased Ianto’s hole with what remained on his fingers. Ianto was eager. He was relaxed after coming once and he knew he could take Jack.
He pushed his tender bottom back into Jack’s cock and felt Jack’s gasp. He grinned. Jack grabbed hold of his hips and pulled him back onto his cock.
They both held still as they adjusted, then Jack pushed him forward and held him to the wall as he began to thrust.
Ianto revelled in the feelings of being taken by Jack, owned by Jack. He was Jack’s and that’s what he wanted. Jack manhandled Ianto’s burning backside as he fucked him and Ianto cried out in pleasure. He didn’t even know if he was hard again, just that this felt so good.
Jack had punished him, spanked him so well and now he was taking him. In moments like this, Ianto wanted to be Jack’s completely, wanted to give himself to Jack. In moments like this, Jack took him, made him belong.
They came together. Ianto whimpered as he felt Jack’s pleasure rock through him. He didn’t even know how he’d managed to come again so soon but he didn’t care. He was floating. He was in Jack’s arms and Jack had given him everything he wanted.
Weakly, he felt Jack manoeuvring him properly under the spray. He held Ianto in his arms, both of them under the pounding of the water for several minutes. Ianto rested against Jack, letting the water take all the mess away, leaving just them, holding each other.
Jack pulled back enough to kiss Ianto tenderly on the lips. “That make up for the neglect a little bit?”
Ianto nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, definitely.”
Jack grinned. “Good.”
Ianto kissed him. “I don’t mind, you know. All the working.” He put his head on one side. “Just don’t think it’s good for you to work all the time. You need a distraction now and then.”
Jack smacked Ianto firmly on the bottom. “Now, now you naughty boy. That’s no excuse for your behaviour. You’re just a naughty little boy.” He ducked his head and kissed Ianto’s jaw tenderly. He breathed in deep. “Thank you,” he whispered.
Ianto held him tight until Jack pulled back. “Right,” he said. “Time for naughty boys who come in their pants to go and have a change of clothes.” He patted Ianto’s bottom as they climbed out of the shower. “Brand new suit, Ianto and next time you do that, you can expect the hairbrush.”
He wrapped a towel around them both and pressed his hips into Ianto’s and kissed him. “And next time, time permitting, a far longer shower afterwards.”
Ianto chuckled and hugged Jack tight before they both got dressed and got back to work.