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Title: Smile
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: Adult – sex, BDSM, adult toys.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Jack knows how dangerous Ianto’s smile can be.

Disclaimers: I own nothing!
Notes: Basically porn- I loved writing this!

Jack had learned many things about Ianto in the course of the young man’s time at Torchwood. He’d learned that Ianto was gentle yet strong; secretive yet open; reserved yet wild; loving yet commanding.

Most of all, more important than anything, he’d learned that Ianto’s smile could be dangerous. Very dangerous indeed.

Jack squirmed and gave Ianto his most endearing look. “Come on, Ianto. Please.”

And Ianto just smiled. “You agreed. Remember?”

Jack pouted. “I thought agreeing to be yours for the day would mean lots of sex.”

Ianto’s smiled widened and he leaned forward over the desk and brushed his lips teasingly across Jack’s. “You be a good boy and maybe you’ll get some tonight.”

“Come, Ianto, you’re killing me here.”

Ianto smiled and came round to Jack’s side of the desk. The grin never leaving his face, he slipped his hand into Jack’s underpants, letting his hand caress his firmly-muscled backside.

Jack suppressed a groan and let his head fall forward to rest on Ianto’s shoulder. Ianto’s slim fingers pushed in between Jack’s buttocks and checked the butt plug was still firmly in place.

“Ianto, please.”

“What do you want, Jack?”

“You, Ianto. Please.”

Ianto pulled back a little to look into Jack’s face. That evil grin was still there on the young face. “What do you want, Jack?”

Jack bit his lip. He knew what he wanted and Ianto knew. But Ianto was going to make him beg.

“I want you, Ianto. I want your cock inside me. Please.”

“You want me to fuck you, Jack?”

“Yes, Ianto.”

Ianto’s face hardened. “You need to speak properly, Jack.”

Ianto backed up his point by twisting the butt plug inside Jack. Jack whimpered and fought to control his breathing. He knew what Ianto was asking him.

“I want you to fuck me, Sir. Please, Sir.”

Ianto smiled, then pulled right away. “That’s better. But you’re going to have to do something for me first.”

“Anything, Ianto.”

Ianto’s smile grew wider. “Do whatever I tell you to, Jack. All day.”

Jack whimpered. “You mean I have to wait all day.”

Ianto grinned. “Yep.” He checked his watch. “The others are going to be here in about half an hour.”

“Ianto…”

“Quiet, Jack. I want you to drop your pants, then get down on your knees and suck me off. Now.”

“But…”

“Now.”

Jack gazed pleadingly at Ianto but Ianto kept his face hard. “I thought you said you wanted my cock.”

Jack’s hands went to his trousers and slowly undid them. When he pushed them down along with his underpants, his cock bounced out at full attention.

Ianto’s dangerous smile spread wider as he took in the sight of Jack, naked from the waist down and hard already. Aching for Ianto.

“There’s a good boy,” Ianto murmured as Jack sunk to his knees in front of Ianto’s crotch. Jack glanced up at Ianto, knowing he wasn’t allowed to open Ianto’s flies himself.

Ianto met Jack’s eyes and Jack swallowed at the complete calm and utter power in those hard blue eyes.

Never once looking away from Jack’s eyes, Ianto slowly popped the button on his suit trousers. Jack heard the harsh sound of the zip as Ianto dragged it down.

Ianto eased his cock out of his trousers. It was hard already, though Jack would never have known it from Ianto’s calm demeanour. When he wanted, when he was in the dominant role, Ianto could hide everything.

Ianto’s eyes narrowed and he looked hard at Jack. “What are you waiting for, boy?”

Jack’s stomach clenched at the word and his cock, nudging Ianto’s leg, twitched. Jack swallowed hard and leaned forward to take Ianto’s cock in his mouth.

Jack’s cock lurched at the familiar taste. It was so Ianto. It was wrapped up in so many memories with Ianto. Slowly, Jack inched his mouth further around Ianto’s cock, letting the velvety skin harden further against the wet inside of his cheek.

He found the slit at the head of Ianto’s cock and tongued it gently. Above him, Ianto gasped. Jack smiled around the cock pulsing in his mouth. He was doing well.

His tongue probed the slit roughly, the way he knew Ianto liked. Ianto let out a deep moan, which Jack felt vibrate all the way through his body to his cock.

Ianto grabbed the back of Jack’s head, gripping his hair tight in his long fingers. He yanked Jack’s head closer, pushing his cock further into Jack’s mouth. Jack relaxed his throat and Ianto pushed all the way inside, throwing back his head in pleasure.

“Mmm, that’s it, Jack. That’s it, my good boy.”

Jack’s stomach twirled in pleasure. He was doing well. Ianto was pleased. He sucked hard, creating a vacuum around Ianto’s cock, deep in his throat. Then he hummed around Ianto’s cock and Ianto’s grip on his hair hardened.

Ianto’s hips thrust forward and his cock pulsed in Jack’s mouth and then he was coming, hard and fast down Jack’s throat, almost too much to take.

But obediently, Jack swallowed him all down, eager and willing. Ianto sagged against him, holding his cock in his mouth for a moment.

Then he pulled away, a soft, sated smile on his face. Jack thought it was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

Ianto was breathing hard but he still carried that air of power and control with him. He traced his fingers along Jack’s cheek. Jack took him in. His spent cock was still hanging out from his trousers and beginning to stir again and his lids were heavy.

“Good,” Ianto said and his deep voice was hoarse. “That was really good.”

Jack grinned. “Thank you, sir.”

Ianto pulled back and tidied himself away. His eyes looked over Jack, over his naked cock standing out proudly from between his thighs. Slowly, Ianto walked around him and took in the butt plug still inside Jack.

“You’ve slipped, boy.”

Jack reached around himself and pushed the plug further inside him, sucking in his breath as it struck his most sensitive spot.

“That’s better,” Ianto said and Jack could feel him grinning. “Right, now, Jack. You are going to obey me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.”

“No matter what. You’re going to obey me.”

Jack turned his head a little, wanting to feel a little closer to Ianto.

“Yes, sir,” he said. He would. He would obey every order Ianto gave him.

“Good. We have ten minutes until the others start to arrive.”

“Yes, sir.”

“So I want you to bend over, right over and press your face into the floor. I want that beautiful arse of yours in the air, boy. I want to see it. I want your body to beg me to fuck you.” Ianto’s voice was deep with arousal.

“What if…”

“No one will see you. Only me. When they arrive you will be allowed to stand and dress and they will not see you. Trust me. I will keep you safe.”

Jack heard Ianto set the stopwatch. Jack swallowed and bent over as ordered, pressing his face into the hard floor. He felt his arse stick up, right up, like he was begging to be fucked. The plug shifted inside him.

He breathed deeply, trying to focus on his body only. He could feel Ianto’s eyes on him, exploring him. Jack felt vulnerable and exposed. He could feel cool air across his arsehole, the plug holding open his cheeks.

He tried not to think about the others coming in and finding him like this. Ianto would keep him safe. He had to believe that. Ianto would look after him.

He breathed hard into the floor. His cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt. He needed to be fucked so much but he knew it wasn’t going to happen, not quite yet.

The ten minutes seemed to go by agonisingly slowly. He was so aware of every inch of his exposed body and he could feel Ianto watching him, although the young man made no sound.

Jack began to tremble. He needed to be fucked so much. He needed to have Ianto inside him instead of the damn plug. But he had to wait.

Finally, Ianto clicked the stopwatch. “Stand up.”

Jack let out a breath and struggled to his feet, still facing away from Ianto. Were they here yet? Was Ianto going to wait until the last minute?

Ianto stalked up behind Jack, his highly polished black shoes echoing on the hard floor. Jack could feel his eyes on him.

Then his hand was on him, light on the small of his back. “Easy, Jack,” he murmured and Jack let out a long breath.

The hand moved lower, nudging in between his buttocks and down to the plug. He pushed on it, making sure it was all the way in.

“Pull your trousers up,” Ianto said as he pulled back.

Jack pulled his trousers up and fastened them as Ianto walked around to the front of him. Ianto’s eyes were dark with lust and he licked his already wet lips.

He looked straight into Jack’s eyes and Jack swallowed. Ianto’s eyes were hard and powerful. Ianto had him completely.

“You are not going to come, Jack. Do you understand that? You are not to come until I give you permission and you are not going to get that permission unless you are good. Understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

“You will not come, no matter what stimulation you may get today.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Ianto smiled brilliantly. He darted forward and kissed Jack on the lips. “This is going to be so good, Jack,” he murmured.

Jack let his arms curl around Ianto for a moment, until Ianto pulled away. “Professional face now, Jack. I just heard the door.” And with another kiss, Ianto pulled away and Jack was alone in the office.

He adjusted himself in his trousers, trying to will his erection away. It diminished a little but didn’t disappear. He was going to have to spend as much of the day as possible behind his desk.

Jack glanced over at Ianto who was making the coffee. He hummed a little as he worked the machine and his hips rocked back and forwards just a little.

Jack swore under his breath. He was going to have to take refuge behind his desk right away. As Jack scrambled back to his desk, he saw Ianto glance at him with that dangerous smile again.

The day was a quiet one but all day, Ianto was driving him mad. He looked perfectly innocent but Jack knew better. When Jack was trying to lead the morning meeting, Ianto watched Jack constantly and the moment Jack looked back at him, Ianto’s pink, skilful tongue slipped out of his mouth and ever so slowly licked his soft red lips. Jack hastily looked away and he could feel Ianto grinning.

After the meeting, Jack was standing at his desk (sitting was to be avoided whenever possible) pretending to do paperwork, when Ianto came into the office behind him.

The young man didn’t say anything, just walked up behind Jack and stood, watching him and breathing gently.

“Ianto?”

“Jack.” Ianto’s voice was calm and tinged with amusement. “Having fun, Jack?”

Jack didn’t turn to face him. The smile would be too much. Ianto’s hand touched him gently on the small of his back. Jack’s breath caught in his throat.

“Ianto,” he breathed.

Ianto’s hand moved lower, edging over his buttocks. “You’re doing really well, Jack.”

“Ianto.” Jack let the word roll around in his mouth.

Ianto pressed further into him. “Are you hard, Jack?”

“Ianto.”

“How hard are you, Jack?” Ianto whispered. “Tell me how hard you are.”

“I…I can’t breathe…I…I want you so much. I’m hard…I’ve been hard since this morning. Please. I’m aching.”

Ianto chuckled softly. “You’re going to get fucked later, Jack. The moment they are gone, you are going to have my cock inside you. You’re going to take it, you’re going to love it, you’re going to beg me for more.”

Jack let his head fall back onto Ianto’s shoulder. Ianto let his arm curl around Jack, holding him tight around his belly. Jack was cradled in Ianto’s loving arms.

Slowly, Ianto’s hand moved slowly round from Jack’s backside to the front of his trousers, pressing gently into Jack’s erection. Jack groaned deeply as Ianto’s long skilful fingers worked his length through his trousers.

“You’re going to come so hard, Jack. You’re going to beg me over and over to fuck you harder and harder. And I’m going to take you, so hard. You’re going to be mine.”

“I’m yours, Ianto. I’m yours already. Please, Ianto.”

Ianto smiled, his cheek against Jack’s. “Soon, Jack. Soon,” he whispered, holding Jack tight.

Ianto released him and with a gentle kiss to his shoulder, he left the room and Jack was alone. He was harder than before. So hard, he couldn’t bear it. He needed some release.

He looked back at the door and saw he was unobserved. His heart was going like mad as he left his paperwork and sneaked downstairs to his quarters. He went into his little bathroom, opened his flies and took out his hard, aching, leaking cock.

Slowly, he wrapped his hand around it, soothing it. Just a little release. That’s all he needed. He let his fist travel slowly up and down his cock, smoothing his thumb over the head. This was what he needed.

“Jack.” A hard, familiar voice reached his buzzing ears. Jack dropped his cock and, dreading the sight, turned to take in Ianto standing at the door with his arms firmly folded across his chest and a hard glare on his face.

“What are you doing?”

“I…I…

“Don’t you want my cock, Jack?”

“I do. Of course I do. I just couldn’t…”

Ianto merely raised his eyebrow and Jack lowered his eyes to the floor. He knew he shouldn’t have done it.

He looked up, risking meeting Ianto’s steely eyes. “I didn’t come.”

“No, Jack. You didn’t. And you should be very glad about that, boy because if you had, you wouldn’t be getting my cock tonight.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

Ianto smiled his dangerous smile. “You will be.”

Jack swallowed. Ianto could make him suffer so easily.

Ianto’s hands were at his tie, tugging open the knot. “My slut. You just can’t help it, can you? All you think about is sex. All you think about it that next orgasm. You just can’t help doing anything you can to get it. You forget the rules. You forget what I have ordered you. All you can think about is that next orgasm. I understand that. You can’t help it.”

The smile widened and Ianto slid his red tie out from beneath his folded collar. “So, since you can’t help it, it is my job as your master, to help you.” He slid the tie through his fingers. “Come here. Take your balls out of your trousers.”

Jack fumbled with his trousers and lifted his hot, heavy balls out of his trousers and went to stand in front of Ianto.

Ianto reached out, long fingers circling Jack’s balls slowly. Jack gasped at the soft touch. It was too much. Ianto hand directly on his bare skin. It was too much.

With an efficient knot, Ianto tied the tie firmly around the base of Jack’s cock, effectively restraining him. Jack gasped. The tie was still warm from being around Ianto’s neck and nestled between his waistcoat and chest.

Ianto tidied Jack away and touched his cheek. “You’re going to have to be on your best behaviour all day now, Jack. Please me and you can have my cock tonight. All right?”

Jack nodded hastily. “Yes, sir.”

Ianto smiled. “Good. Now back upstairs. I want that paperwork finished.”

Jack nodded and hurried past Ianto and back upstairs.

Ten minutes later, Ianto emerged as well, his eyes bright and contented and a new black tie tied in a neat knot at his collar.

He took Jack in standing by his desk, leaning over it doing paperwork. “Sit down, Jack. You’re going to arouse suspicions.”

Jack winced but he sat down on his desk chair, feeling the butt plug shift inside him as he did so. Ianto was an evil man.

Jack watched the clock, anxious for the end of the day. He normally didn’t like the others rushing off before tying off all the loose ends of the day but today he didn’t care. He just wanted them gone so he could get Ianto’s cock inside him instead of that damn butt plug.

Finally, ten to five came and Jack bolted out of his office, yelling. “Right, everybody home. You’ve been here long enough now.”

Owen, Gwen and Tosh looked at him in surprise. Ianto’s dangerous smile spread across his face.

“But, Jack, I thought you wanted those calibrations finished by the end of the week. It is Friday today,” said Ianto.

“Doesn’t matter. I was being overambitious. It can wait a few days.”

“Oh, I’m not sure it can, Jack,” Ianto said innocently. “In fact, just another hour or so and we’ll be finished.”

“Ianto,” growled Jack.

Ianto’s eyebrows arched. “Yes, Jack?” he said, inclining his head ever so slightly towards the others.

Jack closed his mouth, aware the others were staring at him, wondering what the hell was going on. Ianto smiled kindly at him.

“Don’t worry, Jack. We’ll finish this. You just make sure all that paperwork is done and we’ll be out of your hair in an hour or so.”

Jack growled again and disappeared back into his office. Once there, he pressed his face into the wall and breathed deeply. Just another hour. Surely he could cope. He’d survived death, he’d survived torture. Surely he could hold out a little bit longer for Ianto.

But images were flying through his head, wonderful, fantastic images. Images of Ianto. Ianto’s hands on Jack’s cock, teasing, tying that horrible knot. Ianto’s tongue licking those red lips. Ianto’s mouth on Jack’s, playing with his tongue. Ianto’s slim hand moving up and down that long, full cock, wanking in front of Jack’s face.

Ianto’s hands on Jack’s hips, framing him ready to be fucked. Ianto’s cock edging at Jack’s hole. Ianto’s cock pushing balls deep inside him. He had to have it now.

“Jack?”

Jack turned and finally faced Ianto. For a moment, Ianto looked worried, but his eyes read Jack’s face and body and Ianto relaxed and smiled.

“It’s time, Jack. Are you ready?”

“Oh, yes, Ianto. I’m so ready. Please.”

Ianto smiled and Jack could see the glee behind the smile. “You’ve done very well. But it’s not over yet. Undress. Completely.”

Jack’s trembling hands went to the buttons on his shirt. He fumbled with each button and zip, shrugging off his shirt, pushing off his shoes and socks and stepping out of his trousers and underwear.

Finally, he stood naked and exposed in front of Ianto, every inch of his body more than ready for him.

Ianto’s eyes, dark with arousal, took Jack in. His tongue sneaked out to lick his lips as his eyes wandered over Jack.

“You look perfect,” Ianto whispered and Jack’s stomach twirled in pleasure.

“Thank you, Sir.”

Ianto smiled. “Go downstairs, get on the bed and bend over on it, your arse in the air ready for me.”

“Like before?”

“Exactly like before.”

“Yes, Sir,” Jack said and hurried to obey. He knew that Ianto would prepare himself, breathing deeply and making sure he was still firmly in control, before coming down to Jack.

Jack climbed down the ladder to his bedroom and made sure the bed was neatly made and that there was lube on the side, before kneeling on the bed and bending over. He pressed his face into the mattress and stuck his arse in the air. He had to clench to hold onto the plug but he knew Ianto wouldn’t be pleased if it slipped.

He knew he wasn’t going to get much preparation. That had happened that morning, when Ianto’s slicked fingers had expertly prepared Jack for the plug, pressing his sweet spot and thoroughly arousing him.

He’d been ready all day, ready and desperate all day and finally, he was going to get Ianto’s cock.

He heard Ianto stepping down the ladder. Keeping his forehead to the mattress, he turned his head ever so slightly to see Ianto out of the corner of his eye.

Ianto was standing by his side, about a metre away from him and he was slowly undressing. He took off his jacket and shirt and tie, then his shoes and socks and he slowly opened his flies and eased out his cock.

It was hard and it jumped fully to attention at the touch of its owner’s hand. Jack watched hungrily as Ianto wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped lazily a few times. Ianto saw him watching.

“You want this cock, don’t you, boy?”

“Yes, Ianto. Yes, please. I want your cock, sir. Please. I want it inside me. I need it inside me.”

Ianto laughed. “My boy. My slut. All you want is me, isn’t it? That’s all you want. Me. My cock.”

“Yes. Your cock/ Please. You, Sir. Just you.”

Ianto stepped closer, allowing his trousers and underwear to fall away from his wonderful slim body, leaving him naked and perfect.

“Who do you belong to, Jack?”

“You,” Jack answered without hesitation. He pressed his face back into the mattress and stuck his arse even further into the air, letting his body beg for Ianto. “I’m yours,” he said, his voice muffled by the mattress. “I’m just yours. Please, Ianto. I belong to you. Please take me.”

Ianto stepped closer, Jack could feel him. Then he heard Ianto popping open the lid of the bottle of lube and spreading his cock with slickness.

Then Ianto was on the bed behind Jack and his hands were on his cock, deftly undoing the tie and casting it aside. Jack groaned loudly into mattress and clenched hard to hold on.

“Uh, Ianto.”

Ianto let out a breath of a chuckle and Jack knew he was desperate to be inside Jack. He was desperate to fuck as Jack was desperate to be fucked.

Ianto’s soft hands slid around to Jack’s hips, then around to his buttocks. Slowly, he inched out the plug and cast it aside. Jack whimpered. He actually missed it.

But then Ianto’s slick cock was nudging at his entrance and dizzying feeling whirled through Jack. He was finally going to get fucked.

Ianto slid all the way in, fitting perfectly against Jack the way he always did. Jack could feel Ianto’s balls nudging into his buttocks and his slim hips pressing against Jack’s trembling body.

Then Ianto began to move, slow and deep. Jack gasped into the mattress. Ianto was right inside him, taking him down from the inside out.

“Ianto! Ianto, please!” Jack begged and Ianto’s thrusts began to speed up, faster and faster, harder and harder.

Within a minute or two, he was slamming into Jack, hips crashing into him again and again and Jack was lost in the rhythm.

Ianto was taking him, over and over, harder and harder and Jack needed more and more. Ianto gave it, rocking into him, all the way, deeper and deeper.

Ianto grabbed Jack’s cock and then he was pumping in time with his fast, hard, deep thrusts and Jack could do nothing but gasp into the mattress and let Ianto overtake him.

Ianto leaned over Jack, pressing his chest into him and breathing hard on his neck. “Come,” he whispered. “Come now. Come for me, Jack.”

And Jack was coming, arching backwards into Ianto and splattering hot and fast over his own belly. Deep inside him, Ianto’s cock twitched and pulsed and then Ianto was exploding into him, convulsing and trembling against Jack.

“Jack! Oh, Jack. Fuck, Jack,” Ianto gasped. “Mine. All mine.”

“Yours,” Jack gasped. “All yours.”

They collapsed into each other and Jack pulled the trembling young man against him. It was always the same. Ianto could have so much power and control over Jack but when it was all over, he needed Jack just as much as Jack needed him.

Jack wrapped his arms around Ianto and kissed him deeply. “God, you’re fantastic, Ianto,” he murmured.

Ianto let out a breath of a laugh, too exhausted for anything more and he buried his face in Jack’s strong chest.

Jack stroked his back. “You are, you know. It’s that smile.”

Ianto looked up at him, eyes taking him in.

“It’s that smile,” Jack said again. “That fucking dangerous smile and I fucking love it.”

And Ianto smiled, brilliant, dark, sparkling and all for Jack.