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Title: Hollow

Pairing: Jack/Ianto, Ianto/Lisa

Rating: Adult – sex act
Spoilers: Cyberwoman, Fragments

Summary: Pre-Cyberwoman, Ianto is hollow.

Disclaimers: I own nothing.

Notes: Comments please!

Ianto blinked, gazing up through his eyelashes, and smiled sweetly at Jack. “Would you like a blow job, Sir?”

Jack beamed, watching the way Ianto’s eyes glinted in the darkness. “How can I say no to that?”

Ianto smiled softly. Jack could just see the slight blush in his cheeks. Jack reached for him, wanting to kiss those soft pink lips. But Ianto pulled back and the smile disappeared from his face.

“I don’t kiss,” he said, in a whisper so low that Jack could barely hear it.

Jack frowned but managed to shrug. “Okay. Some guys don’t. It’s okay.”

Ianto cocked his head on one side, not quite looking Jack in the eye. He stayed silent for almost a full minute, then he pressed his hands to Jack’s shoulders and gently pushed him into the wall.

“Just relax,” he murmured, then slid down onto his knees.

Jack sighed contentedly and rested his head against the wall. He could feel Ianto’s breathing. It was slightly unsteady.

He looked down at Ianto; the young man Jack hardly knew. He wanted to get to know him better. He wanted to find out what made him tick. He wanted to know what that beautiful young man’s secret was.

Ianto frowned at Jack’s crotch, then slowly undid his pants, opening them and tugging down his underwear at the front to let out Jack’s cock.

Jack was already hard and throbbing already from anticipation. Ianto’s hands didn’t touch Jack’s cock. Instead, he rested them on Jack’s hips. He hesitated for a moment, then leaned forwards and took Jack’s cock into his mouth.

Jack let out a moan. “Uh, yeah,” he murmured.

Ianto didn’t make a sound as he worked Jack’s cock expertly. Jack lowered his hands to Ianto’s shoulders and rested them there lightly.

Ianto didn’t react. He just kept moving his mouth around Jack’s cock, sucking him hard.

Jack let out a moan and felt his own breathing increase. He tried to stay still and relaxed but within a few short minutes, he was thrusting forward into Ianto’s hot wet mouth. Ianto didn’t protest. He just took each wild thrust and sucked Jack hard.

Jack’s hands wandered upwards and tangled themselves in Ianto’s thick curly hair. Ianto didn’t respond, not even when Jack’s grip tightened as he felt himself getting closer.

“Ianto, gonna…” Jack gasped.

Ianto hummed around Jack’s cock and Jack couldn’t hold back. He wanted to warn Ianto but he just couldn’t think, couldn’t get the words out.

He came hard, spurting down Ianto’s throat and gripping his hair tightly.

Ianto didn’t protest, not even a whimper. He swallowed Jack’s come down.

There was silence. Jack breathed heavily, leaning against the wall. His hands slipped to Ianto’s shoulders and Ianto pulled back, letting Jack’s flaccid cock slip out of his mouth. Jack watched him. Ianto withdrew a hanky from his breast-pocket and dabbed at his mouth.

“Wow, that was so good,” Jack murmured.

Ianto gave him that sweet smile again. It seemed to cover everything, hide something from view. Jack didn’t know what it was but he wanted to.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, Sir,” he said and stood.

Jack grinned. “Oh yeah. Sure did. You can do that again any time you like.”

Ianto still didn’t look Jack quite in the eye. “Any time you need me, just ask.” He turned. “I have one or two things to do downstairs, Sir. If you’ll excuse me…”

“Hey, wait!” Jack reached for him, found his arm and held it firmly. “What about you? Don’t you need…”

“No, I’m fine, Sir. Thank you.”

“Oh, come on. Don’t be shy. I bet you’re hard under that pristine suit.” He reached for Ianto’s crotch, pressed a hand there and felt…no hard-on. He could feel Ianto’s cock, nestled neatly in his underwear. But there was no erection.

Ianto flushed and pulled back. “I…I’m…sorry, just…”

Jack’s hand found Ianto’s and held it gently. “What’s wrong, Ianto? It’s something bad, isn’t it?”

There were sudden tears in Ianto’s eyes and he turned away, blinking furiously.

“I…I…”

Jack squeezed his hand. “It’s all right. You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to. But I know there’s something wrong.”

Ianto glanced back at Jack, blinking rapidly. For a moment, he looked as though his entire world had shattered into fragments all around him. Jack wanted to pull him into his arms and hold him until there was no more pain.

Then Ianto shifted, blinked hard and everything was covered up again. The tears were gone and that sweet smile was back on his face.

“Just tired,” he said and carefully extricated himself from Jack’s grip. “You work me hard, Sir.”

Jack smiled a little but he felt troubled still. Ianto had a secret and it was hurting him.

“Go home early tonight. Get a good sleep, eh?”

Ianto’s mouth twitched into a smile again, but his eyes were nothing but shadows. “I’ll just finish up, Sir. In the lower tunnels. One or two things to do.”

Jack nodded. “Not for too long. Sleep is important. Apparently.”

“Yes, Sir,” said Ianto and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Jack sighed and leaned against the wall. There was something about Ianto. Something intriguing. Jack wanted to fuck him. He wanted to hold him. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to protect him. He wanted to soothe him. He wanted to know his secret. He wanted to know him.

* * *

Ianto tiptoed down into the basement and over to her side. She’d been sleeping but she woke when he held her hand. She smiled softly at him.

“Did you do it?” she asked, her voice a shadow.

He stood as close to her as he could. “Yes. He’ll be distracted for a little while longer.”

She pressed her hand to his crotch. “Did you enjoy it?”

Ianto looked away. “I wasn’t there to enjoy it.”

“I said you could though.” She smiled, though it was more of a grimace due to the pain wracking her body. “You have needs.”

He shook his head. “I’m here to look after you. Nothing else matters.”

“Ianto…”

He leaned over her and kissed her. “Nothing else matters.”

Her arm curled around him and held him close to her chest. He tried to ignore the cold metal he could feel pressing against his neck. He swallowed down tears. He wanted her old body back. He wanted to feel that soft bosom under his head. He wanted to feel soothed inside.

But he knew he was empty inside. He’d felt the emptiness the moment the Captain had reached for him to give him pleasure. He was hollow inside and he would never be whole until the day came when he could save the woman he loved.