Fic- Ianto's Naughty Boy

[branwen_blaidd]

Title: Ianto’s Naughty Boy
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: Adult- spanking, sex act.
Spoilers: Nothing major
Summary: Jack is naughty.
Disclaimers: I own nothing!
Notes: Comments please!

 

 

 

Jack felt light and giddy inside. He was at Ianto’s place. The rift was quiet, Ianto was relaxed and happy and there was nothing at all to worry about. Ianto had made dinner and they had all night together.

Jack felt like causing mischief. He grinned across the kitchen table at Ianto. “Bet I could flick this pea right across the table,” he said, glancing down at his dinner. It had been steak, chips and peas with gravy. Now it was just peas.

Ianto raised an eyebrow. “I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

Jack smirked. “Why not?”

“Because,” said Ianto calmly. “It could very well lead to trouble.”

Jack put his head on one side and tried to look innocent.

Ianto turned his attention back to his plate and began to cut the last little bit of steak in half.

Jack grinned and studied his peas. He adjusted his plate so it was right across from Ianto. He leaned down so he could see properly and positioned his finger and thumb behind one pea.

Right then, Ianto looked up. “So, do you want to watch a film after…”

He didn’t get any further. Jack flicked the gravy-soaked pea right at Ianto. It hit him directly in the centre of his forehead and left a little round splodge of gravy before it fell onto his lap.

Jack grinned. “Oh, yes, Ianto. I think a movie would be a really good idea.”

Ianto frowned and wagged his fork at Jack, sternly. “Jack, I’m giving you a warning. You need to behave yourself.”

Jack stifled a giggle at Ianto’s face.

Ianto frowned and wiped the gravy from his forehead. “Jack, I’m serious.”

Jack nodded. “Of course,” he said and assumed his famous innocent expression. “I’m being good.”

Ianto raised his eyebrow and finished off his steak. He just had two chips left and a forkful of peas. Jack contemplated. He needed to get in just the right amount of trouble. If he was too naughty, he might make Ianto too angry than was fun.

He waited until Ianto had eaten his chips and was in the process of gathering the peas onto his fork.

Jack lined up the shot. This time, using both hands, he was going to attempt to flick all his peas straight at Ianto!

Ianto had his fork almost to his mouth when Jack flicked. The peas hit him hard, marking his shirt with little splotches of gravy and sending Ianto’s forkful flying all over the kitchen.

There was silence. Ianto stayed very calm. Slowly, he wiped his face with his napkin, pushed his chair back and stood up.

Jack smirked. “Well, what are you going to do about that?” he asked, giggling just a little.

Ianto’s expression was stern. He tossed his napkin down on the table. “Oh, I think you know.”

Jack giggled. “I don’t think you can do anything.”

“Oh, you are in big trouble, young man,” Ianto said. He took a step forwards and Jack took off, racing from the room.

Ianto ran after him, chasing him into the living room and round and round the coffee table. Too caught up with giggling, Jack tripped over a stool and went flying onto the couch.

It was a soft landing and he wasn’t hurt, well not until Ianto caught hold of him anyway.

Ianto grabbed him by the waist and laid several hard smacks on Jack’s bottom through his trousers.

“Ow!” Jack complained, though he was still giggling.

Ianto grip loosened after seven smacks. “Are you going to be a good…”

He didn’t get any further. Jack jerked up and took off at a run towards the bedroom.

“No!” he called back. “Can’t catch me!” He planned to make an effort at slamming the door but Ianto was so fast that Jack was grabbed before he even had a chance.

Within seconds, Jack found himself on the bed and face down over Ianto’s lap with his trousers being yanked down.

Jack made a noise of protest and kicked out his feet. But Ianto wasn’t deterred.

He yanked his underwear down and bared his already slightly pink bottom. Jack struggled but Ianto slung an arm and a leg over him and held him steady.

“Such misbehaviour!” Ianto admonished. “You’re being a very naughty boy, Jack.”

Jack whimpered and Ianto raised his hand and brought it down hard on Jack’s bottom. Over and over again, Jack was spanked hard with Ianto’s firm hand. At first he struggled but Ianto kept right on spanking and Jack knew it was useless.

He started to sniff but Ianto continued to spank his bottom hard. “Naughty, naughty boy,” he scolded.

Jack started to sob properly. Ianto gave six more stinging slaps then stopped, leaving his strong hand on Jack’s red and tender bottom.

“Are you going to be a good boy now?”

Jack didn’t say anything, just sobbed.

“Do I have to put you in the corner to think about it?”

“No! No, I’ll be good. Sorry.”

“Good boy,” said Ianto and kissed the back of Jack’s head.

He stood him up, gave him a smile and took his hand. “Come on. Let’s go and watch a film. The washing up can wait.”

Jack smiled gratefully and wiped his face. He was aware that he had an erection but Ianto didn’t give it any attention.

Instead he led Jack through to the living room and they put on Finding Nemo and lay on the couch to watch it together. Ianto insisted that Jack had to keep his pants down but he cuddled him close and stroked his bottom.

By the end of the film, Jack was lying with his head on Ianto’s lap and almost asleep. Ianto’s fingers played through Jack’s hair soothingly until the last of the credits disappeared off screen.

“Come on, Jack. Time for bed, cariad.”

“Uh huh,” Jack murmured.

Ianto laughed. “Come on, my naughty boy.”

Jack grinned and let Ianto lead him through to the bedroom. Ianto was tender and gently undressed Jack all the way. Jack leaned into him.

“Ianto, want you,” Jack murmured.

Ianto smiled. He pressed down on Jack’s shoulders until he sat down on the bed. Jack was naked and Ianto was fully dressed still. This made Jack feel more than a little vulnerable but it was Ianto after all.

Ianto stroked his hair. “What a naughty boy you are, Jack.”

“I’m sorry, Ianto.”

Ianto smiled. “Yes, my naughty, naughty boy. And just to get a little bit attention.”

Jack pouted. “Wasn’t.”

Ianto smiled gently. “Yes, it was. But rest assured, I will give you attention when you need it, even if it’s a good smack on the bum, okay cariad?”

Jack laughed. “Yeah.” He pressed forwards and rested his head against Ianto’s belly.

“Ianto,” he murmured. “Put me to bed?”

Ianto smiled. “Of course. Lie down.”

Jack obediently lay down on his back with his head on the pillow and watched Ianto get undressed. When he was naked, he joined Jack in bed and held him close.

Jack was hard from Ianto’s attention. Ianto kissed Jack softly and rocked him. He reached between them and took hold of Jack’s cock in a firm but gentle grasp.

Jack closed his eyes and just let himself feel Ianto. Ianto kissed him, taking over him completely and slowly moved his hand up and down Jack’s cock, caressing him and arousing him.

Jack gasped into Ianto’s mouth as Ianto held him close and stroked him towards orgasm. “Ianto,” he gasped. “Ianto, gonna…”

“Go on,” Ianto whispered.

He pumped Jack’s cock mercilessly and kissed him hard.

Jack gasped and jerked, then he was coming hard and spilling over Ianto’s hand. Ianto held him as he shook and gasped his way through his orgasm.

“Ianto,” he gasped.

“All better now,” Ianto soothed.

Exhaustion overcame Jack. He didn’t care how many days and nights he spent fighting alien invasion or dealing with politics as long as he got moments like this too.

“What about you?” he murmured as sleep claimed him. Ianto was quietly cleaning him up with wet wipes. He kissed Jack softly on the top of his head.

“In the morning.” He chuckled softly. “You can suck me off for breakfast.”

Jack smiled as he drifted off to sleep in Ianto’s arms. “Deal.”

Ianto pulled the covers over them and kissed him softly. “Sleep now, my naughty boy. Sleep, Jack.”