Fic- The Captain and the Boy 30/65

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Title: The Captain and The Boy 30/65

Pairing: Jack/Ianto, Jack/Others, Ianto/Others

Ratings: Adult – graphic sex and some violence throughout

Spoilers: General spoilers for first 2 series

Summary: An AU version of Jack, Ianto and Torchwood. Some pre-series.

Disclaimers: I own nothing.

Notes: With thanks to oncomingscone and rowanheart24 for their glorious help! Comments make me write more. I hope you enjoy this. I’ve been working on this story for nearly a year and it’s finally finished. I’ve very proud of it and I hope it’s good enough for my lovely readers! This is a finished series and won’t be abandoned. I’m planning to post a chapter a day (at roughly the same time) until it’s finished.

 

 

Ianto had been walking in silence for a long time. Owen glanced across at him.

“You gone back to sleep?”

Ianto sighed. “Just thinking.”

“We should head back now. Maybe you can tell Jack some of this stuff you’re thinking.”

Ianto shrugged. “Maybe.”

Owen patted his shoulder. “Come on. If I don’t get you home soon, Jack’s going to send out a search party.”

Ianto let himself be steered back to the hub.

As they reached the tourist office entrance, Kiral was letting himself out.

Ianto hurried up to him. “Kiral? They let you go. What about Thomas and Patrick?”

“They’re fine. They’ll be at home by now,” Kiral said. He glanced briefly at Owen, then back at Ianto. “You should come and see me if you want some information,” Kiral said.

He embraced Ianto, holding him firmly. “Take care of yourself. You know where to come if you need a new job. You know I’d look after you.”

He touched Ianto’s cheek gently, nodded at Owen and walked away.

Ianto looked at Owen. “Jack let them go.”

Owen nodded. “Yeah. About time.”

They made their way back into the hub. Jack was sitting on the couch, his hands in his pockets, in the semi-darkness, waiting for them to return. There was no one else around.

“Jack? Where is everyone?” Owen asked.

Jack glanced up at him, eyes briefly skirting over Ianto. “Gone home. I let Kiral and his boys go.”

“Right, I’m gonna head off then,” said Owen. He looked at Ianto. “That okay with you?”

Ianto nodded. “Yeah.”

Owen left, leaving Jack and Ianto standing watching each other across the hub.

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 Jack looks sad and lost. Ianto looks at him and feels a pull. He wants to protect him, wants to look after him.

But he’s dangerous. He’s dark. He hurts people. Jack hurts people.

Ianto needs to know what he did. He needs to know where he stands.

“What did you do?” he asks.

Jack takes a breath, holds it, gazes at Ianto.

“I beat someone.”

Ianto chokes on his own breath. “Why?”

“Because he deserved it.”

Ianto stares at him. Jack is just the same as Stuart. Just the same.

He looks away. “Do you want me to leave now?”

Jack shakes his head. “No. I want you to stay. I want you.”

Ianto blinks hard. Jack wants him. Jack wants his body. They all do. That is all he is. Jack is just the same as all the others. He wants Ianto’s body. He doesn’t care he’s a sinner. He only cares how hot he is.

Ianto nods, keeping his eyes away from Jack’s. “I’ll stay.”

Jack goes to Ianto, takes him in his arms and kisses him.

Ianto forces himself to relax in Jack’s arms as he is kissed. He is taken down to the bedroom again, kissed and touched.

Jack is soft and gentle. He holds Ianto close as he fucks him. There is pleasure for both of them. But Ianto is not there. Ianto closes his mind and holds himself away. This is what he does.