Fic- Holding You

[branwen_blaidd]

Title: Holding You

Pairing: Jack/Ianto

Rating: Adult – sex
Spoilers: Nothing major

Summary: Jack warms Ianto up.  

Disclaimers: I own nothing.

Notes: Taking a small break from my mini series. I just needed to write this. Pure fluff. Comments please!

 

 

 

Ianto stumbled out of Jack’s little bathroom, with a towel wrapped around his naked shivering body. Jack tried not to laugh at the rather pathetic look on Ianto’s face.

Ianto glared at him. Jack was already naked and waiting for Ianto.

“Your shower has got serious problems.”

Jack chuckled. “What’s it doing this time?”

Ianto pulled the towel tighter around himself. “It’s running cold. Again. It only does it to me. It never bloody does it to you,” Ianto groused.

Jack grinned and went over to him. “Let me warm you up,” he murmured and leaned in to kiss Ianto’s neck.

Ianto moaned a little as Jack pressed soft kisses to his neck. In a few moments, Ianto found himself being pressed against the wall and held there by Jack’s strong body. The towel fell to the floor

“I think…you’ve programmed that bloody thing…uh…just so you can do this,” gasped Ianto as Jack kissed and sucked on his neck.

Jack just chuckled, letting the noise vibrate through Ianto’s skin.

Ianto’s hands tightened around Jack’s upper arms and he pressed his hardening cock into Jack’s thigh.

Jack pulled back a little and grinned at Ianto, finding Ianto’s cock with his own. They rubbed against each other, gasping into each other. Ianto could feel the heat of Jack, overwhelming him completely.

“Uh, please, Jack, please.”

Jack grinned at him, their mouths barely an inch apart. Jack had gone blurry in Ianto’s eyes and Ianto couldn’t tell if it was because he was so close, or because Ianto’s mind had gone fuzzy with arousal.

“What do you want, my boy?” Jack murmured, rubbing his cock slowly against Ianto’s.

“Erm, a way for you to fuck me without me needing to shower again?”

Jack laughed out loud. “I can give you the first one and then join you in the shower?”

Ianto giggled. “That’ll do.”

Jack gazed into Ianto’s eyes with such an intense look that Ianto found himself unable to breathe.

Suddenly, Jack grasped hold of Ianto’s arms, spun him around and pressed him to the wall. His hands were firm but his manner and voice were soft.

“I’m gonna fuck you, Ianto. And it’s gonna feel so good.”

Ianto shivered with pleasure. Jack rocked his hips into him and Ianto could feel that cock he loved pressing gently into the hot space between his buttocks.

“Lube?” Ianto reminded him.

“I’ve got it here,” whispered Jack. “Don’t think about that. Just relax.”

Ianto tried to do as he was told. He waited against Jack’s wall as Jack sorted out the lube. Ianto could feel himself trembling and he focused on Jack’s hips rocking slowly against him.

Jack had him, Jack was going to give him pleasure, Jack was going to hold him. Jack’s hips left him briefly and Ianto pressed his face into the wall and waited.

Jack’s strong arm wrapped around his chest and held him close. Ianto held his breath and then Jack was sliding slowly inside him. Ianto’s head flung back and he gasped loudly, pushing back into Jack.

Jack kissed his neck and held him steady for just a moment, then began to move. Each thrust was slow and deep and Ianto could do nothing but gasp and arch in pleasure against Jack.

Jack held him close, kissing his neck and cheek and fucking him oh so slowly. Ianto couldn’t bear it, it was so good. He was hot all over and trembling and Jack held him.

“Feeling a little warmer yet?”

Ianto couldn’t respond. He turned his head into Jack and moaned and gasped as Jack’s cock reached the very depths of him. Ianto’s body was limp but for his cock and all he could do was let his body move with Jack.

Jack’s other arm slid around him and gently stroked his hip and thigh so gently. “I’ve got you,” he murmured. “I’ll always hold you, I promise.”

Ianto’s breath caught in his throat. He was light-headed and giddy with pleasure and Jack’s soft words. His hips rocked with Jack and he could hear himself crying out with each thrust.

They were coming a little quicker now, but still deep, still giving him pleasure all the way inside.

Jack’s hand slid up to Ianto’s cheek and turned his face into him. Ianto breathed in the warm, clean, familiar scent of Jack.

“Uh, Jack, please, gonna…”

“Shush,” Jack whispered. He smiled tenderly at Ianto, then closed the gap between them and met Ianto’s lips in a kiss.

Ianto moaned into him as he was kissed and fucked and held so gently. Jack’s hand slowly traced itself up Ianto’s cock and Ianto knew he was coming. That was all he knew. That and Jack’s loving touches on and inside his body.

Ianto didn’t know if Jack had come. All he knew was that he was being held and rocked. Jack kissed him tenderly and murmured soft words against his skin.

“I’m holding you,” he whispered. “I’ll hold you.”

Ianto’s body felt weak with exhaustion. But he was strong. He was made strong by Jack.

Jack’s strong arms were snug around Ianto and he slowly led him back into the shower. “It’ll be warm for you now,” he murmured.

Ianto turned his face up into the shower spray and he didn’t really care how warm or how cold it was because Jack was holding him. Jack would always hold him.