| Date: 12 December 2007
Characters: Ianto Jones, Jack Harkness Location: hotel lobby and hotel room Link to IJ: thread #4096 |
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 Jack grinned when Ianto came, brief and tense. Then he leaned back, hand moving to Ianto's shoulder and relaxed just enough. His climax made his vision gray, just a little, and the sound he made should have been illegal, and it was just. Well, he'd needed that. |
 Ianto groaned, sliding his hand up Jack's stomach, kissing him hard. |
| Muscle shifted and flexed, following the movement of Ianto's hand, and he met the kiss, deep and hot and with a very faint clash and bite. |
| "Fuck," he groaned into Jack's mouth. |
| He pulled his hand from between them, around Ianto's back and rested it against the back of his thigh. "I thought you said we didn't have time." |
| "I meant before I came," Ianto smiled before biting Jack's collarbone lightly. |
| Jack's tensed, shoulders to thighs. His eyelashes fluttered and his hand against Ianto's back curled, nails scratching, just a bit. "All that caffeine's good for you," he groaned. |
| "I like coffee," he murmured, "All that adrenaline's good for me." |
| "What's longer? Your refractory period or your sleep cycle?" |
| "Sleep," he admitted. |
| He laughed. "That probably says something unflattering about how much you sleep." He eased Ianto back, reached around to turn the water off. "Come on. YOu really do need rest." |
| "Or that I'm 25 and have a fast recovery time." he smiled. |
| "Or that," he confessed, and grabbed a couple of towels. "No, wait, that's exactly what I meant - and that you need more sleep." |
| "Yes, sir," Ianto took a towel and dried himself quickly. |
| Jack dried himself off quickly as well, wrapped and tucked his towel and th en ushered Ianto back into the bedroom. |
| Ianto stretched out on the bed, nude and closed his eyes, feeling more relaxed and comfortable than he had since he got here, "I promise to sleep, Captain." |
| "Good," he said, tossing the blankets up over Ianto and got to work getting himself dressed. "Try for at least eight hours." |
| Ianto snorted skeptically, but closed his eyes ,"Thank you, Jack." |
| When he had half his clothes - and his shoes - on he knelt on the bed and kissed Ianto, warm and affection. "Just try." He grabbed his coat and outter shirt, and turned the light out when he left. |