Fic- Late

Apr. 25th, 2012 11:07 pm
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Title: Late
Pairing: Jack/Ianto,
Ratings: Adult –sexual activity, spanking
Spoilers: Nothing major
Summary: Ianto is late and Jack gets antsy and dominant. 
Disclaimers: I own nothing!
Notes: So, it’s been a while. Just finished my 2nd year of uni and my novel so now I’ve got time for fic writing! Yay! Comments please!



       

Jack paced. He was getting antsy and agitated. Ianto was late. Jack could see him out there in the main hub, doing filing and making coffee when he should be in here with Jack. It was lunchtime, it was quiet and they’d damn well agreed to meet twenty minutes ago. Jack was achingly hard and the anger was pumping more blood through his body.

          He couldn’t take it anymore. He threw open his office door. ‘Ianto, get in here right now.’

Ianto looked up, startled and his cheeks flushed as everybody turned to stare at him. ‘Sir?’ His voice shook. ‘Is there a problem?’

Jack glared at him and pointed a finger back into his office. ‘Yes. In here now.’

Ianto, his hands shaking, put down the file he was holding and, eyes down, stepped slowly over to Jack. Jack waited until he had passed him and entered the office before he moved. He gave the others a fierce look, then slammed the door behind him. He closed the blinds, then turned to Ianto.

Ianto’s eyes were wide and he was trembling. ‘Jack?’ His throat sounded dry. He swallowed hard.

Jack went to him, standing so close that they could feel each other’s hot breath on their faces.

‘You’re late,’ he breathed, pressing his crotch against Ianto’s, making sure Ianto could feel his hard cock. ‘You were supposed to be here twenty minutes ago. You are in very big trouble.’

‘I am?’

‘Yes,’ Jack growled. He brushed his fingers briefly across Ianto’s left hip to remind him he was safe. He pulled back and straightened up, lifting his heels so he could look down on Ianto. ‘Big trouble. You’re going to get a spanking.’

Ianto swallowed hard and glanced towards the door. ‘But … the others?’

‘The blinds are shut and the door is locked.’

‘But … they might hear.’

Jack leaned forwards, getting in Ianto’s face again. ‘Then they’ll know you’ve been a very naughty boy.’

Ianto swallowed again.

‘Go and bend over the desk.’

Ianto hesitated. Jack reached around him and smacked his bottom sharply. ‘Now.’

Ianto practically ran to obey. Jack waited until he was bending over the desk with his elbows on the desk and his bottom sticking out. Jack strode towards the desk, making sure his boots echoed clearly on the concrete floor. He watched Ianto, who was still trembling in his new position.

Jack took his time, letting Ianto get even more nervous. He reached the desk and walked around to the other side of it. Slowly, he opened his desk drawer and reached inside. Amongst the assorted collected of spanking implements, he found the one he wanted and drew it out. He kept it behind his back where Ianto couldn’t see it. This was really going to drive Ianto mad.

Ianto closed his eyes and chewed on his lip. Jack was really going to spank him in here where the others could hear? What would they think? He could say his safeword, or even just walk out. But something stopped him. His cock was already getting hard in his pants and he just knew the places Jack could take him.

 So he obeyed Jack and here he was, bent over the desk with his bottom presented for a spanking and absolutely terrified.

Jack placed a hand on the small of his back and Ianto felt him raise the implement, whatever it was. There was a pause, then the implement came down with a dull smack across Ianto’s right buttock. Ianto whimpered. He could feel his skin stinging under his trousers. But the smack wasn’t loud. If he could contain his own noises, the others would never know.

Jack spanked him again. Ianto wriggled as the spanks began to come hard and fast. Ianto felt his bottom beginning to get warm. He wondered what implement Jack was using. He couldn’t guess.

‘You’ve been a very naughty boy,’ Jack scolded in a low voice.

Ianto clenched his body, trying to control himself as Jack warmed his bottom and made his cock begin to ache. He was getting close. He could just come like this, bent over the desk with Jack spanking his bottom.

Suddenly Jack pressed his hand hard to Ianto’s crotch. ‘You’re not to come,’ he hissed.

Ianto whimpered and wriggled, rubbing his cock against Jack’s hand. Jack smacked the front of his thigh. ‘Don’t you dare.’

Ianto whimpered and clenched his body. He needed to come so badly. Jack brought that implement down across both cheeks one at a time. Ianto chewed on his lip to stop himself from crying out as his flesh throbbed.

Jack was spanking hard and fast now and it felt like Ianto’s entire body was on fire. He was trembling in the effort to prevent himself from just rubbing against the desk and tumbling into his orgasm.

He could feel Jack’s power and strength with every smack and his face burned as hot as his bottom with the thought that the others were right out there. Jack laid one final hard smack across his buttocks, then stopped and threw the implement down on the desk. Ianto glanced up and saw it was the ruler.

Ianto let out a noise part way between a sob and a moan of pleasure. Jack leaned over him, pushing their bodies together. Ianto could feel the hot hardness of Jack’s cock pressing against his burning buttocks.

‘Don’t let it happen again,’ Jack growled.

Ianto turned his head and felt Jack’s hot breath on his cheek. ‘You sure about that?’

Jack’s dominance fell away and he laughed. ‘Cheeky.’ He pressed a kiss to Ianto’s ear. ‘You still hard?’

‘Aching,’ Ianto whimpered.

Jack stood and found Ianto’s hand. ‘Come here.’ He tugged him up and turned him into him. Ianto pressed his nose to Jack’s neck as Jack unzipped their pants and pulled them down. Ianto gasped at the first contact of their hot flesh.

Jack pulled their groins flush against one another and reached around to grip Ianto’s burning cheeks. Ianto gasped at the sensation. It hurt but sent delicious thrills rocking through him. He couldn’t contain himself. He began to thrust against Jack, rubbing their throbbing cocks together. Jack’s breathing got heavy and Ianto could feel him trembling with need.

‘Fuck, fuck,’ Jack gasped, jerking into Ianto.

Ianto focused on the heat of him, the heaviness of the breathing and the frantic way he moved against him. He’d done this to Jack. He loved that.

‘Ianto, Ianto,’ Jack cried and came, thrusting against Ianto.

The desperation in Jack’s voice tipped Ianto over the edge and he came against Jack. They held still, holding onto each other for several minutes. Jack reached between them and cleaned them up.

Ianto broke the silence. ‘Do you think they heard?’

Jack shrugged, pulling back just a little. ‘Ah, well it’ll give them something to talk about.’

Ianto pulled a face.

Jack laughed. He pulled Ianto’s trousers back up, then dressed himself. ‘We’d better get back to work.’

Ianto sighed. ‘Yeah.’ He leaned in and kissed Jack softly and sweetly on the mouth. ‘Thanks for lunch break, Jack. I’ll be late again tonight.’

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