Fic- Would You Miss Me?

[branwen_blaidd]

Title: Would You Miss Me?
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: Adult –graphic sex, swearing

Spoilers: To the Last Man
Summary: Set directly after the kiss in To the Last Man, Ianto and Jack resume their physical relationship.

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Notes: Comments=love=more fics. Using this space to ask for requests! If there's anything anyone wants me to write, send me a message and I'll give it a go!

 

 

“This time tomorrow he’ll be back in 1918,” Jack said, hearing Ianto come up behind him. Everyone had gone home. It was just the two of them.

“In his own time. Would you go back to yours, if you could?” Ianto’s voice was soft, quiet.

“Why? Would you miss me?”

“Yep.”

The direct response startled Jack and his stomach jumped in pleasure. He hesitated before responding. “I left home a long time ago. Don’t really know where I really belong. Maybe that doesn’t matter anymore.”

Ianto was buzzing with quiet nervous energy. He took a comfortable seat on Jack’s desk. “I…don’t you get lonely?”

Jack glanced up at him. “Going home wouldn’t fix that.” His eyes slid away. “Being here I’ve seen things I never dreamt I’d see, loved people I never would have known if I’d just stayed where I was.” He looked up at Ianto and waited for those deep eyes to meet his.

 “And I wouldn’t change that for the world.”

Jack’s words were honest, sincere. He gazed into Ianto’s eyes and tried to convey how much he meant them.

As Ianto gazed back at him, his eyes widened and suddenly he was lurching towards Jack, his hand firm on the back of his neck, and he was kissing him.

Jack grabbed hold of Ianto, holding his shoulders firmly but letting Ianto control everything. This was up to Ianto.

Ianto cupped Jack’s face, caressing, capturing, possessing him. Jack’s hands slid to Ianto’s cheeks as the kiss deepened.

Suddenly, Ianto was pulling away but not far. Their mouths parted but Ianto kept his forehead against Jack’s and his hands stayed cupping his face.

He looked into Jack’s eyes and Jack found himself smiling. That had been a passionate kiss. In fact, it’d been their first real kiss since before Jack had left.

Ianto was blurry so close to him but Jack didn’t care. He could gaze at him like that forever.

Ianto smiled. “Jack.”

“Ianto.”

Ianto chuckled, then his face straightened and he looked serious. “Jack, I’m ready.”

“You…you’re ready?”

A soft smile played across Ianto’s lips. “Yes. I’m ready to make love with you.”

Jack stood, capturing Ianto’s mouth in another kiss. Without breaking it, Ianto slid from the desk and pressed his body against Jack’s. Jack could already feel Ianto’s erection stirring against him.

It had been so long. Jack could just so easily throw Ianto down on the desk and fuck him hard but tonight wasn’t going to be like that.

“Downstairs,” he whispered against Ianto’s lips.

Ianto nodded. “Take it slow.”

Jack took hold of Ianto’s hand, looping their fingers securely together and led him downstairs. Once there, Ianto stood Jack by the bed and looked into his eyes.

“This is more,” he whispered, smoothing his hands across Jack’s shoulders. “This is more than it was before.” He hooked his hands beneath Jack’s braces and eased them down.

Jack repeated the motion on Ianto to rid him of his jacket. Not once looking away from Jack’s eyes, Ianto’s hands went to the buttons on Jack’s eyes and slowly undid them, to reveal the white t-shirt beneath.

Ianto smiled. “You know for someone who likes sex so much, you’re awfully overdressed.”

Jack grinned, pushing his hips forwards into Ianto. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

Ianto smiled. “I know.” He flung Jack’s shirt right away. “I know.”

“No, I mean…Ianto, I’ve really been waiting. There’s been nothing, ever since the last time we had sex, there’s been no one else. Ianto, not even my hand.”

Ianto grinned. “Really?”

“Really.”

Ianto took hold of Jack by the hem of his t-shirt and brought him close. He pressed his lips to Jack’s and slowly caressed them with his tongue. Jack shivered against him, bucking into him.

“God, Ianto,” Jack murmured against him.

Ianto grinned and deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue into Jack’s mouth. Jack hands went to Ianto’s tie, slowly working it loose. Ianto’s clever tongue caressed Jack’s mouth, making them both moan into the kiss.

Jack got Ianto’s tie off and away, then the first few buttons loose around his collar. He sneaked his hand down Ianto’s shirt to feel the soft skin the shirt had covered. Ianto moaned against him.

“God, Jack, I’ve missed your touch so much,” he whispered.

Jack grinned. “Of course you have,” he said, before he could stop himself. He pressed his mouth to Ianto’s neck, kissing softly and feeling the moans vibrate through Ianto’s skin.

“I’ve missed you too,” Jack whispered honestly.

Ianto’s fingers, still at Jack’s waist, gripped him tightly for a moment, then lifted the t-shirt up and over Jack’s head. Jack moaned aloud as his bare skin was exposed to the cool air. He could feel his nipples hardening with arousal.

Ianto’s soft hands skimmed Jack’s chest, brushing his thumbs over his nipples. Jack whimpered low in his throat. He needed to feel more of Ianto against him.

He fumbled with Ianto’s shirt buttons, arousal dulling his manual dexterity. Ianto laughed against Jack’s mouth.

“Getting impatient?”

“It’s been so long, Ianto. If you knew how long…”

Ianto pulled back and looked at him. His face was serious and his eyes read Jack. Jack swallowed and fought not to look away from that gaze.

Finally, a slow smile spread across Ianto’s face and he shrugged off his shirt, revealing his lean chest. Jack drank in the sight of him. Every inch of skin, every curve, every soft hair. He knew it all.

“Is that better, Jack?”

Jack nodded, swallowing hard. He lurched forwards and grabbed Ianto close to him. “Want you,” he murmured against him.

Ianto grinned as Jack kissed and sucked his neck. “What do you want, Jack?”

“Anything. Anything. I don’t care. Just you.”

Ianto grinned wider and pushed Jack towards the bed. “In that case,” he said, gripping Jack by the waistband on his trousers. “I am going to decide.”

Jack grinned. “By all means.”

Suddenly, Ianto plunged his hand into Jack’s trousers and the pleasure was so much, Jack could hardly breathe. “I want you to fuck me.”

Jack’s breath hitched and his cock twitched under Ianto’s touch. “Yes, please,” he whispered and Ianto grinned.

Slowly, far too slowly, he undid Jack’s trousers and eased them down. Jack gasped and bit his lip. It had been far too long.

Ianto was watching him as he eased down Jack’s briefs to follow. Jack knew that Ianto would be able to tell instinctively how much Jack could stand. As Ianto’s hand closed around Jack’s cock, Jack closed his eyes and simply felt. Ianto. He had thought so often of Ianto during that long year in captivity. And since he’d returned, he’d enjoyed just being with Ianto; talking with him; going on dates with him; holding hands; and sleeping beside him, chaste and pure.

But now it was time for him to feel Ianto next to his skin, to feel Ianto’s body wrapping around him. Now it was time for him to take pleasure in Ianto’s body and to give the young man pleasure and show him just how much he treasured him.

Ianto had got Jack completely naked and slowly moved his hand up and down Jack’s cock, sending waves of pleasure through Jack. But Jack wanted Ianto naked. He wanted to feel that familiar body against him, every inch of it.

His hands were trembling but he reached out for Ianto and tried fumbling with the button and flies on his trousers. Ianto smiled.

“Easy, Jack,” he murmured.

His hand moved away from his exquisite ministrations on Jack’s cock and around to his hips, gently caressing Jack’s skin and Jack found he could breathe again.

He found the fastenings on Ianto’s jeans and, with some effort, worked them free. Ianto gasped and let his head fall back as his hard cock was finally exposed to the air.

Jack took in the sight of him. Ianto’s eyes had drifted shut and his mouth had fallen open. His pink tongue darted out to lick his red lips.

Jack’s eyes travelled lower, taking in Ianto’s slim body. His long cock stood up proudly from the dark bush of hair below his belly. The red swollen head inched out from the foreskin and Jack wanted to taste the clear drop of precum nestled in the slit.

Jack glanced back at Ianto’s face and saw his eyes were still closed. Quiet and stealthy, Jack sunk to his knees and took Ianto’s swollen cock into his mouth. Ianto cried out in pleasure, the sound sending throbs of pleasure through Jack’s own body.

Ianto’s cock jumped in Jack’s mouth and Jack took him deeper, savouring the taste he had missed for so long. He hummed softly around the pulsing flesh and Ianto gasped. He grasped Jack by the hair and held onto him as Jack took his cock down his throat.

“God, Jack, I’d forgotten…fuck…” he finished the half-formed sentence with a gasp and Jack grinned inside. He loved doing this.

He pulled back, swirling his tongue around the head and Ianto moaned, his fingers flexing in Jack’s hair. Jack took him deeper and then back, fucking his mouth on Ianto’s cock. Ianto thrust with him, his cock twitching and pulsing in Jack’s mouth.

Jack let his hands travel up Ianto’s slim, muscular legs, smoothing his fingers over the delicate skin on the back of his knees, then up his thighs. Ianto moaned aloud and Jack let his hands travel further up to Ianto’s firm buttocks, pulling him further in.

Suddenly, Ianto pulled away. His cock was leaking and he was panting hard. “Jack…Jack…”

Jack sat back on his heels and looked up at him. “Ianto.”

Ianto looked down at him, his eyes dark with arousal. “Bed, Jack.”

Jack nodded and struggled to his feet. He took hold of Ianto in his arms, pulling him close and easing him into bed.

They lay there, pressing close and kissing lazily. Jack could feel their erections nudging each other, eager and ready. Jack smoothed his hands over Ianto’s shoulders and rolled them over, so Jack was on top, pressing into Ianto.

Ianto rolled his hips beneath Jack, driving him mad. Jack pressed close, pressing his mouth into Ianto’s.

“You want me inside you?” Jack hissed against Ianto’s soft lips. “You want me to show you how much I’ve missed you?”

Ianto grinned, pushing his hips up into Jack. “Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me slow and deep.”

Again, Jack pressed forward into Ianto’s mouth, feeling his cock pulse against Ianto’s thigh. Blindly, Jack reached for the lube and found it…wasn’t there.

“Shit,” Jack hissed, pulling away and yanking open his bedside drawer. “Shit. Where the fuck is the fucking lube? Fuck, just when I fucking need it it’s not fucking there.”

Ianto started giggling. “Jack, calm down.”

Jack looked back at Ianto, an expression of utter dismay on his face. “Ianto, how can I calm down? I was going to get sex and now I can’t ‘cause there’s no fucking lube.”

Ianto laughed, smoothing his hand over Jack’s shoulders. “You’re still going to get sex, Jack.”

“But…”

“Jack, when have you ever known me to be less than fully prepared for every situation?”

Jack started to smile. “Well you do have the most adorable way of becoming my perfect boy scout when needed.”

Even fully naked and with an impressive erection, Ianto still managed to look scathing. “I’m not a boy.”

“But…” prompted Jack eagerly.

Ianto sighed dramatically. “I’m well prepared. Look in my jacket.”

Jack darted forward and kissed Ianto square on the lips. “You’re fantastic, do I ever tell you that?”

Ianto smiled  “Not enough.”

Jack chuckled and jumped off the bed, grabbing Ianto’s jacket and rummaging through the pockets. In Ianto’s inside pocket, he found a not-new tube of lube. He bit his tongue to stop the questions pouring out of him. Tonight was supposed to be special. He wasn’t going to ruin that with jealousy.

He returned to Ianto and kissed him deeply, trying to convey with the kiss how important Ianto was. Ianto’s arms slid around Jack and held him tight. “Jack, he whispered. “I’m ready now.”

Jack nodded hastily. He slid off Ianto and settled by his side, still looking into his eyes. Ianto looked back, eyes hazy with lust but serious.

Jack eased his slicked fingers between Ianto’s legs. Automatically, Ianto spread his legs wider, raising his knees to give Jack better access. Slowly, ever so slowly, Jack eased in a finger. He knew, or rather he hoped, it had been a s good few months since Ianto had done this. He would be tight. The last thing Jack wanted to do was make Ianto remember this night with pain.

Ianto’s eyes drifted shut as Jack eased his finger all the way inside him. Ianto’s muscles clenched tight around him and Jack had to stop himself from thinking about what that tightness would feel like around his cock.

Ianto winced as Jack added another finger and Jack pulled back. “All right?”

“Mmm,” Ianto murmured. “Just…go slow.”

Jack nodded. “Tell me if I go too fast or…if you want to stop. It’s no problem.”

Ianto nodded, keeping his eyes closed.

Carefully and not taking his eyes away from Ianto’s face, Jack moved his fingers inside Ianto, exploring, reaching for that spot. It had been so long.

Suddenly Ianto yelped, jerking upwards into him. “Fuck, Jack,” he gasped. “Jack, Jack, Jack. God, only you can do that.”

He was trembling. Jack held him tight. “All right?”

“Yeah.”

Jack moved his fingers again, working that tight ring of muscle loose enough to take him. Ianto was writhing impatiently around his fingers. “God, Jack, can’t wait, please, Jack.”

Jack had four fingers inside Ianto and he could feel his own cock was throbbing, leaking. “You’re ready? You sure?”

Frantically, Ianto nodded. “Sure. Please. Jack.”

“I’ll go slow,” Jack promised. He pulled back and slicked his cock up. Ianto watched him, trembling with desire.

Jack grinned at him. “You ready for this monster inside you?”

Ianto grinned. “Oh, yeah!”

Jack settled himself over Ianto again, one hand by Ianto’s head to support himself, the other gripping onto his own cock, guiding it towards Ianto.

He watched Ianto’s face intently as he brushed the blunt head of his cock against Ianto’s tight ring of muscle. The muscles in Ianto’s face worked furiously and, as Jack breached him, Ianto could do nothing but gasp.

“Okay?”

“Uh, keep going,” Ianto gasped.

Grunting with the effort of keeping it slow, Jack slowly pushed further inside. Ianto’s slim hands clung to him, gripping his hips tight, then running his hands up Jack’s strong back. He was breathing hard, panting and gasping as Jack pushed further inside him.

Finally, Jack was all the way inside Ianto, balls deep and he had to stop, had to hold on and not move, just so he didn’t come too soon.

Ianto smiled hazily up at him. Jack recognised the look in his eyes. Ianto was so deep in arousal he could barely think, couldn’t feel anything but Jack inside him.

“Jack, Jack, please.”

Jack leaned down and kissed him deeply. “Slow and steady,” he whispered. Ianto clung tighter to him.

Jack pulled back, almost all the way out, then back in, Ianto’s body welcoming him with tight heat.

Jack began to thrust, slow and deep like Ianto wanted. Ianto’s pants and gasps punctuated each thrust and he clung tighter and tighter. Jack looked into his eyes, those normally pale blues dark with lust. Ianto looked no where but Jack’s eyes, taking him all in.

“Jack,” he whispered.

“Ianto,” Jack gasped.

“Jack, faster,”

Jack pulled back, then pushed in, harder, deeper, faster. Ianto’s body squeezed his cock tight. Ianto’s hands grasped Jack’s backside, pulling him further in and Jack picked up the pace, feeling the eagerness in Ianto’s entire body.

Ianto began to cry out as Jack began to slam faster and deeper into him. “Jack, Jack, please!” he cried.

Jack rolled his hips into him and Ianto jerked upwards, losing himself in the deep pleasure Jack was giving him. Ianto’s cock twitched between them and Jack could feel it throbbing and pulsing.

“Jack, I’m going to…”

Jack leaned down, pressing his mouth to Ianto’s. “Let go,” he whispered and then he was kissing Ianto. Ianto was clinging to him, his tongue deep in Jack’s mouth. His moans vibrated deep through Jack and Jack could feel his belly rubbing Ianto’s cock, giving it the friction he needed.

Ianto cried Jack’s name into his mouth and then he was coming, writhing and jerking up into Jack over and over and Jack felt Ianto’s come spurt up his belly.

Jack thrust again and then he was coming too, fucking Ianto through their orgasms.

“God, Ianto, Ianto!” he cried into the still air around them.

And then it was over and they were clutching onto one another and panting against each other.

“Jack,” Ianto whispered, pressing his face into Jack’s neck.

“All right?”

Ianto nodded. “Yeah.”

Jack cleaned them up, then settled beside Ianto, pulling his naked body against his and pulling the blankets over them both.

Ianto rested his head on Jack’s chest and sighed contentedly.

“All right?” Jack asked again as he palmed his hand over Ianto’s bare shoulder.

Ianto looked up at him, grinning widely. “Fucking fantastic, Jack.”

Jack grinned back at him. “Good. Me too.”

Ianto held his gaze for a moment, then settled back on Jack’s chest and breathed slowly. Jack loved the feeling of Ianto’s warm breath across his skin. It was the perfect moment and he couldn’t believe he’d almost thrown it all away.

“Ianto…tell me about what it was like for you when I was gone.”

“I’ve told you, Jack. I missed you, I stopped eating. The others helped me.”

“No, I don’t mean that. I mean…I mean…”

Ianto smiled up at him. “You want to know who I had sex with whilst you were gone.”

“Well, yeah. Sorry. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want.”

“No. It’s all right. I’ll tell you. There were three people.”

“Okay.”

“The first one was a man. He fucked me. That’s when I used the lube. It was…only a few days after you left. The second was a girl. I fucked her. Met her in a club, took her back to mine. Then, there was another guy. We gave each other blow jobs in the bathroom of a gay club in town.”

“Were you safe?”

“Of course.”

“Tell me about the first guy.”

Ianto flushed and looked down. “It…it was in the hub. On the sofa. I was dreaming about you, dreaming I was kissing you, but then I woke up and…”

“And, what?”

“It was Owen.” Ianto sat up and looked straight at Jack. “He looked after me, Jack. He really did. It wasn’t just sex. It was about needing something, needing another person, another touch. It was like when I was first with you, Jack. He…he made me feel like I was worth something after all, that I didn’t deserve to just be dumped.”

“Ianto, I’m sorry. I didn’t…I didn’t mean to make you feel like that.”

Ianto smiled softly and soothed his hands across Jack’s strong chest. “I know. I know why you left and I don’t blame you. I’m not angry or hurting any more, Jack.”

“Ianto, I won’t ever leave you again, I promise.”

Ianto smiled. “Jack, I don’t want you to make a promise like that.”

“Ianto…”

“No, hush, Jack. Be quiet and listen to me.” His voice was soft and Jack listened intently.

“I want you to only make promises you can keep. And I know that if your…doctor needs you, you’ll go to him. And that’s fine.” He smiled. “You’re Captain Jack Harkness and saving the world has to come first.”

“Ianto…”

“Torchwood is the same. So, Jack, I want you to go to your doctor when he needs you and to not feel guilty.”

“Ianto, I’m not sure I can promise that.”

Ianto smiled. “Well, maybe not the no guilt part. But the rest, yes. Most importantly, Jack, I want you to tell me that your going and that you’ll come back. I don’t want to feel dumped again, Jack.”

Jack put his arms around Ianto’s waist, holding him firmly in his large hands. He looked into his eyes. “I promise, Ianto. I will never make you feel like that. Ever. And I won’t leave without telling you.”

Ianto smiled and the joy showed out of his eyes. “Thank you, Jack.”

He lay back down, settling himself comfortably in Jack’s arms. For a few moments, he let the silence hang, then he spoke in a whisper.

“Jack, would you miss me? If I went away?”

“Yep.” Jack’s answer was as instant and definite as Ianto’s had been earlier that evening. He felt Ianto as close to him as he could. “Every second, Ianto. Every fucking second.”

Comments

Another great story

[drunkendeadcat.livejournal.com]

Ianto cried Jack’s name into his mouth and then he was coming

That's got to be one of the greatest sentences ever, it deserves an award

Re: Another great story

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[missthingsplace.livejournal.com]

Oh wow that was so hot .... i forgot i had a saucepan on the cooker!

*melts*

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Lol
Thanks so much!

[missthingsplace.livejournal.com]

I had to make myself a new rule .. no reading smut while cooking!

Luckily this time it was only water heating for pasta!

[temporal-witch.livejournal.com]

What a way to start the day! Beats the hell out of the newspaper any day of the week! Lovely descriptions, great dialogue. Entirely believable. This is the point in the series in which I see Ianto having forgiven and taken Jack back, as well. Nice to see it so well addressed.
Slashy yumminess! YAY!

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much!

[nightporters.livejournal.com]

Gone to memories.

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Yay! Thank you!

[candy-belle.livejournal.com]

fantastic as always xx I just love your writing, thank you xx

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Aww, thank you so much!

[totallytracy.livejournal.com]

If I could just block out the Owen part it would be perfect....no, actually it was HOT ! And to be honest, given the circumstances, I can see that Owen might have looked to Ianto for comfort and vice versa when everything went down.

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Thanks.
That bit was actually based on my story Yearning- which dealt with the whole I/O thing.
Thanks!

[nursie-teach.livejournal.com]

a very hot and sexy piece like always! I loved the honesty that is between Ianto and Jack. Am I correct in guessing that Jack is accepting of Ianto's other brief relationships, even with Owen?

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Thank you!
Yeah, Jack is fine. He has a little bit of jealousy but he's fine with it.
In a way, I think he'd also be happy that Ianto was able to have some other life and experience outside of Jack and Torchwood. That's how I see it anyway.
Thanks!

[thrace-adams.livejournal.com]

OMG this was so hot! And yet so emotional too. Poor Jack asking about the others and OMG Owen!!! Damn! But wow...so hot.

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Thank you!
There's a little bit of jealousy in Jack!
thanks!

[domluver.livejournal.com]

That was fantastic! I loved every second of it!

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[thalassa-ipx.livejournal.com]

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[alba17.livejournal.com]

I loved that.

[branwen-blaidd.livejournal.com]

Thanks!
Love your icon.