dalek_chicken

Pink lace and Scented oils

Sun, 09 Aug 2009 16:20:44 GMT

Disclaimer: I own nothing except a mind that live in the gutter
A 9 Doc and Rose Fan Fic

Rose Tyler entered the Tardis control room, a look of nervous uncertainty on her face. “Doctor?” She asked, looking around for his familiar form. She noticed his worn leather jacket draped over

the jump seat. She smirked, realising the Doctor was back to his tinkering. She strolled up to the seat, tilting her head to inspect the Doctors work for a moment.

She moved over to where his lithe, but muscular frame lay across the floor, his top half dissappearing under the console. She nudged him gently in the side with her frosty pink painted toes.

She heard a sigh before he pulled himself out from under his beloved Tardis’ circuitry.

The expression of annoyance that was on his face dissipated as soon as he saw Rose.

He stood in front of her, gaping in shocked silence. She grinned at him, tongue poking out slightly. Her eyes danced as she moved closer to him.

“R..Rose” He managed to stammer out, his gaze slowly making its way down her body.

Her blonde hair was loosley tied back, her fringe loosely whisped down the side of her face.

Her perfect plump lips were a tinted baby pink colour and glistened as they moved. She was wearing a loose almost transparent robe several shades darker then her lips. It was tied just above her breasts, and ran down to her thighs. The pink panties she wore almost caused him to drool at the sight. The pink lace was semi transperant and he could make out the patch of curls that proctected her womanhood.

He visibly gulped when she stepped up to him. She leaned forward and delicately kissed him on the corner of his mouth, flicking her tonuge out a little. He tried turning his head to kiss her back, but she pulled away. She held up a hand, a thick strip of black cloth dangling from her grasp. “I have a suprise for you.” She said simply, waiting for him to take the blindfold from her. He considered for a moment before stretching his hand out and taking the cloth from her. He gave her a curious look before covering his eyes with the blindfold. She helped him tie it, making sure it was secure.

Then she took both his hands gently in hers and led him out of the console room. Making sure he didnt trip or run into anything, she led him through several corridors and they came to a stop outside their destination. She let his hands go, looking up at his face, which was relaxed, except for the small frown that meant he was trying to figure out what she had planned. She wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling the soft flesh under his jaw before kissing her way up to his ear. “Ready?” She breathed lightly into his ear as she nibbled the lobe. He growled a low almost animalistic growl in response. “Dont take the blind fold of til we’re inside. ‘kay?” She asked, kissing her way back down to his neck. She felt him nod. She let him go, smiling at the half whimper that escaped his lips. She opened the door, leading him inside.

He heard the door close and reached up to take the blindfold off the first thing he saw once his sight had adjusted was his bed. Except Rose had made some adjustments. The normal drab covers were replaced with soft silk covers, he couldnt tell exactly guess what colour it was, somewhere between a crimson red and mauve. Soft candlelight lit the room, casting dramatic shadows over the walls. His eyes roamed around the room until they focused on the young woman who was carrying a tray of bottles

Rose smiled warmly at the Doctor, setting the tray down on the bedside table. She turned and held out her hand, her eyes full of warmth. He stepped forward without thinking, taking her hand in his. She gazed up at him for a moment, her eyes glittering.

“Strip.” She said simply, her expression unchanged.

He stared at her for a moment, the words taking some time to register.

“W....what?” He stammered.

Rose sighed.

“I said....s...t...r...i...p.”

He quickly removed the thin mauve sweater he had worn today.

Rose smiled triumphantly as he proceeded to remove the thin white singlet that had hidden his lightly toned chest.

Her gaze moved from his face to down his chest. Her eyes slowly trailed after his hands, resting on where his large hands were undoing the clasp of his belt. She unconciously licked her lips, a fresh wave of lust hitting her as they were slowly pulled over his hips and down his legs. He stepped out of them, taking his shoes and sock with them. She took all of him in as he stood infront of her, naked. Suddenly she smiled brightly and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the bed.

“Rose, what....” he was cut off as she gently shoved him onto the bed. He ignored the hard, wanting ache that spread inside of him at the sight of her, in nothing but underwear leaning over him.

“Trust me.” She whispered in his ear, before pulling away and pushing him dslowly onto his back. He watched her from where he lay, his breath slightly hitched as she turned and opened some of the bottles on the tray.

“Move to the middle of the bed.” Rose said, her voice suddenly full of confidence. The Doctor realised he had moved a soon as the order came out. He lay sprawled across his bed, whilst Rose had just turned around, her hands were moist and the Doctor could smell something faint coming from her as well, something familiar that he couldnt quite place.

She took his right foot into his hands, gently rubbing the sole, working her way from the toes to the heel. The Doctor closed his eyes at the feeling, resisting the urge to moan.

She made her way back up to the toes, giving each of them their own personal massage.

She stroked along his foot, gripping the ankle in her hands. As they rubbed and stroked the skin there she took one of his toes into her mouth, her gaze meeting his as he moaned softly. She suckled on it gently before nipping at the flesh, all the while, her hands were rubbing up his calf.

She kissed her way along his foot, gently nipping or licking every now and then, until her mouth had coyaght up to her hands. The Doctor tried to pull her up to him, but she swatted his attempts away. She replaced her hands just above his knees, making small sweeping movements to relax the muscles.

The Doctor repressed another groan as her mouth moved back to his leg, She nuzzled his knee for a moment before placing open mouthed kisses around it, then headed up his inner thigh. He moaned and bucked a little as Rose's hand accidently brushed against his already hard erection. Rose

grinned up at him, her big eyes full of lust and mischeif. She followed her hands, kissing along the same path. She stopped short, just below where he really wanted her to go. She sat uo and backed away a little. He cursed silently, almost reaching for her, but then she started the same treatment on his other leg and he lay back down, watching her as she rubbed his foot tenderly, her hands silken with the oil.

Rose gave his leg the same treatment, this time not brushing against the hard on she knew was there. She sat back up once she had made it to his thigh, slicking her hands up with oil again.

He felt her move, realising he had closed his eyes during the last little bit. He opened them, looking for her. Their eyes met breifly as she sat to his side, her hands moving to the centre of his abdomen. As she slowly pulled her hands back towards her, massaging the muscles as she went along, the Doctor reached a hand and played with the edge of her robe, the soft silk running lightly through his hands. She watched him for a second, before returning to her ministrations. His hands moved beneath the robe to the small of her back, gently stroking small circles there as she returned back down to his abdoman. His hand stayed there as she made her way back up. He opened his mouth to protest as she sat back, moving away from him again. She reapplied the oil once again and moved to his other side, going the long way knowing that if she tried crawling over him he wouldn't let her go. She repeated what she had done with the other side, but became distracteed as a hand slipped beneath her robe. It pulled at the side, revealing one of her breasts into sight, She shivered as his hand lightly trailed up her side, stopping when her got to his prize. Her hands faltered as he took her nipple between his fingers and squeezed it. He then cupped it, slowly stroking the soft flesh. She took a breath and continued up his chest. Once she was done Rose let the Doctor continute what he was doing before taking the hand into her own. Her eyes never left his face as she gave each finger a massage, thenmoved down to his wrist. His whole body shook as she took a finger into its mouth, only stopping when she reached the knuckle. Rose sucked back up the length, eyes still on the Doctors, which were dark with lust. His body cried out with need, burning, wanting the beautiful temptress that seduced him so wickedly. He closed his eyes, trying to tame the wildness within.

It bacme quite hard when she spoke.

“Turn over. She whispered, her voice heavy with her own wanton lust.

He did as she said, feeling particularly vulnerable now.

Rose ran her gaze along his body, soaking in the sight of him spread out for her. Her eyes lingered over his perfect arse, before she moved. She started at the feet again, and worked her way up.

The Doctor had his eye glued to the perfect view he had of Rose leaning over his legs, her breasts all but tumbling out of the thin robe. He closed his eyes as she ran her tongue up his calf, moving to his inner thigh. His breathing had become ragged and harsh.

He moaned loudly as she cupped his buttocks for a moment, mesmerising the shape and feel of them. She gently stroked out wards, causing the Doctor to hiss with need when her hands sliiped beneath him.

She grinned as she straddled his bum, wanting to torture him a bit. He swore in several languages she didnt speak. She thrust against gently, causing another raking shudder to escape. She leaned forward, rubbing the always tense muscles of his back.

She worked her way up from his lower back up to his shoulders. She worked small circles over his shoulder blades splaying her hands out wide when she reached his neck. She gently rubbed the back of his neck, finishing it by running a hand through his hair and giving his scalp a gentle massage.

The Doctor smiled when she said to turn over. He gripped her hips as she tried to get off. Settling her back down, this time against his throbbing erection. She smiled down at him, the smile of a seductress looking down upon her prize. He smiled back at her, ignoring the aching need in the pit of his stomach as he brought a hand up and gently stroked her cheek. He slid the hand behind her neck, pulling her hair free to tumble down her shoulders. His other hand had slid around her waist, anchoring her to him.

The Doctor watched as exitement filled Rose's eyes, her hands running over his chest, still slick with oil, spreading that faint scent all over him. He breathed it in, along with the scent of Rose herself.

His free had wandered around to her chest, lightly grazing across the fabric before cupping the breast that was still imprisoned beneath the silky soft material that suited her so. Her chest lifted lightly as she remembered to breath, a moan escaping her lips. He splayed his hand over it, squeezing and rubbing it. Her head fell back, her lips slightly parted. She looked delicious as her chest heaved towards him, inviting him.

The Doctor leaned forward, taking a nipple into his mouth and began suckling. A strangled cry escaped her lips, her hips thrusting against the erection that had become almost painful. He released her hips, fumbling to undo the clasp of her robe, freeing her of it in moments. He pulled her against him, flesh meeting flesh and a hand ran up her back, gently making its way back down til it cupped her buttocks, kneading the pantie covered flesh there.

She made an almost keening sound as he slid his hand underneath the thin scrap, running a finger along her spine then he quickly pulled her underwear down to her knees. She discarded them hurriedly craving closer contact with her Doctor.

She felt warmth coil in the pit of her core as she settled back down over him, his hard on rubbing the inside of her thigh.

She took it in hand and stroked it, causing the Doctor to buck up into the touch, a startled gasp escaped as suddenly sank down on it, the length of him entering and filling her. She bit her bottom lip as she took the last of him in. She looked down at her Doctor and smiled.

His breath stilled in his lungs at the perfect picture above him. Her large brown eyes were filled with want, need, and something akin to awe asthey gazed so lovingly into his own.

She moved suddenly, leaning forward to capture his lips, rising up as she did so that only his swollen head remained inside her. He moaned pitifully against her luscious lips, which turned into a heartfelt cry of joy as she thrust back down. He moved a hand up to cup one of her breasts, he tweaked the already sesitive nipple in time with her thrusts, occasionally twisting it in an almost painful manner.

Suddenly Rose found herself underneath his larger frame as he pumped furiously into her, her lust filled mind forgetting her need of oxygen for a few moments. Both knew they wouldnt last much longer.

Rose thrust her hips up to meet him, their tongues as frantic as the rest of them as their lips clashed.

She was spiralling out of control, lost in a vortex of feelings and passion. She clung to the Doctor as she toppled over the precipice, her muscles clamping down, squeezinghard on the Doctors erection as she came.

He shuddered violently as the hot, slick walls closed in on his thick, seeping member. He thrust in hard and soon his seed was spilling into the young goddess beneath him. He held onto her tightly, long after the aftershocks had subsided.

Eventually he found the energy to roll over enough so that he wasn't smothering her.

Rose lay her head on his chest and snuggled in close, her body melding in with his, fitting perfectly at his side.

The Doctor ran a hand through her hair, smiling down at her as she nuzzled his chest hair.

“Not that I'm complaining, but, what bought that on?” He asked quietly.

She looked up to meet his vivid blue eyes.

“You did.” She said simply.

He raised an eyebrow.

Rose smiloed warmly.

“You do so much for all those people we meet, you save lives, even worlds. You look after all the universes and galaxies out there, but no one looks after you.” She kissed his lips lightly, her eyes glowing with warmth.

“I decided it was about time someone did.”

He gazed at her for a moment, heart jumping into his throat as he realised, it wasn't just warmth that filled her eyes, but love. Unconditional and irrevocable love that could defeat anything. His heart melted as wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled close, her warmth and goodness engulfing him.

Even as his mind clouded and he was drifting off to sleep, all he could feel was awe that someone so full of life and passion could love him as much as she did. And for once he slept peacfully, dreaming of a young human girl who cared enough about him to offer him what he needed.

A Janto Christmas Part 2 (Adult content)

Tue, 16 Dec 2008 09:35:05 GMT

A Janto Christmas Part 2

Warning for Bondage and Graphic sex.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys unfortunately.

Ianto Jones squirmed, his wrists getting itchy from their glittery confinds.

He turned a little, wondering where his lover had gotten too.

His throbbing erection ached for attention, but he was unable to do anything.

He moved his legs a bit so they didn't cramp.

Jack had been gone for just over ten minutes, and Ianto was starting to get worried.

Suddenly the door that led to his lovers small room opened and Jack quickly made his way down to the floor, closing the hatch behind him. Ianto froze when he saw the christmas stocking in Jacks hands.

Jack grinned at him after setting it down, leaning over to kiss Ianto, who strained against his bonds for more contact with the man who stood over him.

Jack pulled back, his eyes full of laughter as Ianto moaned at the sudden loss.

Ianto arched up, wanting Jack to touch him, but Jack was in a cruel mood tonight. He moved over to the small desk that sat against the wall.

He opened up the sack, taking out something that Ianto couldn't see clearly.

He tensed as Jack approached, wondering what he had planned.

Ianto found out a minute later when Jack moved to his erection, placing a cock ring around the base of his erection. Ianto groaned realizing the night was far from over. He watched Jack admiring the sight infront of him. The ring was basic black leather, with Jack's and Ianto's name enscribed in silver around it.

He closed his eyes as Jack moved up and kissed him, demanding submission.

Ianto more then willingly gave him what he wanted.

Jack smiled mischeviously as he sat back, leaving Ianto momentarily breathless.

He kissed a trail down his chest, getting momentarily distracted when he played with one of Ianto's nipples, causing Ianto to squirm underneath him.

He made his way down to his lover's navel, his tongue thrusting in sharply, for which he got a delicious moan from Ianto.

He licked and nipped his way downto his hipbone, suckling at the skin there before making his way down Ianto's thigh.

Ianto was all but whimpering now, pre cum oozing slightly out of the head of his erection.

As Jack made his way up Ianto's other thigh Ianto threw his head back, trying to supress the loud keening sound that managed to escape his swollen lips.

Jack smiled as he nuzzled Ianto for a moment, nipping at the sensitized skin near the ring.

He spent a few minutes licking and nipping his balls, taking them in his hands, massaging them. Ianto gave a choking cry, begging Jack to let himn cum.

Jack looked up mat Ianto;s face, and nearly came himself at the sight that lay bafore him.

His lovers face was thrown back, eyes closed.

His lips were parted and swollen from their kissing. His hair stuck out at odd angles, except his fringe.

The tiny curls were plastered against his forehead and Jack couldn't remember seeing anything more gorgeous in all his years.

Then those beautiful blue eyes opened, desire easily readable in them.

“Please Jack.........please.” He begged, his voice all but a choked whisper.

“Soon, I promise.” Jack answered, capturing his lovers lips for a heated kiss.

Ianto moaned as Jack deepened the kiss, mometnarily forgetting everything else.

Then Jack pulled back completely, leaning over to the sack, pulling out a red and green stripped object.

Ianto's eyes widened, recognising the vibrator that was approaching him.

He took a breath, but still gasped when it touched his skin.

Jack ran it slowly down his chest, following the trail his mouth had not long before.

Ianto cursed in welsh as it made its way lower, the vibrations running through his abdomen to his core, his erection straining further, if that was possible.

He cried out as it brushed against the sensitised area, running along his length.

He thrust up wishing Jack would stop teasing him and fuck him already.

After a few more moments of play Jack pulled the vibrator away, setting it aside for now. He loosened the tinsel that held Ianto's ankles, but not so he could get away. Not that Ianto was in any state to leave the bed.

Jack slipped a pillow underneath Ianto's hips, spreading his legs open for him. Jack looked at him again for a moment, before pulling a very festively coloured anal vibrator. This also Held Jack and Ianto's name, however this time it was in gold. He pulled out a tube of lubricant, quickly applying some to the red and white stripped tool.

He ran it down Ianto's thigh, before making its way down to his entrance.

Ianto gasped, thrusting towards Jack as it breached his hole. Jack licked the trickling cum from Ianto's head, sucking on the tip for a moment. Suddenly he pulled the vibrator out of Ianto, deciding he wanted to be inside his lover when he came. Ianto whimpered at the loss, reaching for Jack.

Jack leaned down, thrusting in as he took possesion of Ianto's mouth, swallowing his cries. He stroked his lovers erection, savouring the sounds Ianto created.

Jack knew it wouldn't last long and it didn't. Ianto soon came over both their stomachs.

Not too long after Jack was crying out Ianto's name as he found his release.

He collapsed, half on Ianto. They both lay that way for several long minutes as they fought to catch their breath. Evetually Jack rolled over, taking Ianto in his arms and pulling him close.

Ianto sighed happily as he rested in Jacks strong arms, his eyes closed.

Jack sran his hand through Ianto's hair, enjoying how Ianto felt against him. It took him a few minutes to realise Ianto had fallen asleep. Once he had he smiled warmly, taking the ring and placing it in the drawer next to the bed then lay back and closed his eyes, thoughts of what he and Ianto could do with the special gift pulling him into sleep with a small smile on his face.

A Janto Christmas (Adult content)

Tue, 16 Dec 2008 09:31:04 GMT

A Christmas Janto Smut Fic

Disclaimer: Don't own TW, Jack or Ianto, no matter how much I wish I did. They all blong to BBC and RTD

WARNING: Explicit adult content. M/M. Don't like it, then tough, cos I do.

Author's notes: Yet another excuse for smut, which is all this is. Janto of course. Enjoy.

Jack stopped in his tracks when he turned the corner, the two drinks in his hands. The blood seemed to literally drain form his face as he watched Ianto kissing another man. He took a breath, pretending it didn't bother him. He sat the cups down and made a hasty exit.

Ianto pushed away from the man who had snogged him. "Stop!"

"Oh, come on, it's tradition!" He leaned forward against Ianto, the alcohol on his breath more then evident.

Ianto gently pushed him away, taking a step back. "Ianto, really, it's just a kiss."He reached forward. Ianto swatted the attempt to grab him and moved away quickly, heading to the bar, where he saw Jack last. He frowned when he couldn't see Jack anywhere in the crowd. He spotted Gwen and Rhys sitting at the bar, laughing and talking happily. He made his way to them.

"Sorry, Gwen, but have you seen Jack at all?"

Gwen nodded, taking a sip of her pint.

"He passed us not long ago, looked upset, is something wrong?"

Ianto shook his head. "Not that i can think of."

'Oh, well, good luck."

Ianto nodded and smiled, trying not to hyperventilate.

He grabbed his coat, and noticed Jack hadn't taken his. He grabbed it.

He went out side, thinking for a moment before making his way to the rose garden that connected to the driveway. He found the man he was searching for standing before the large fountain. His shoulders were hunched over and shaking slightly. Ianto slipped the great coat over Jack's shoulders. Jack stood up straight, hastily wiping the obvious tears from his eyes.

"Are you alright?" Ianto asked quietly, making to wrap an arm around his Captains shoulders, but it was shrugged off. "Jack?" Ianto wasn't sure what had gotten into him. He had been having a great time until he went to get the next round of drinks. NAd then Ianto had been hauled underneath a piece of mistletoe and....Oh.

"It was nothing Jack. Just some drunk idiot."

This didn't seem to help.

He grabbed him gently by the shoulder and turned him so they were facing each other. He took Jacks face in his hands, making him look him in the eyes.

"It didn't mean anything. Not to me. He just caught me under some mistletoe. It was just bad luck, thats all"

"Bad luck I happened to walk past right then you mean?"

Ianto shook his head.

"No, that isn't what I meant." he sighed.

"Jack, I wouldn't lie to you, you know that. "

Jack nodded slightly.

"Then believe me when I say he meant nothing to me."

"And me?"

Ianto smiled warmly, brushing his lips gently against Jacks in a chaste kiss.

"You mean more to me then anybody here." He kissed him again. "And anybody in Cardiff."

He repeated this several times, bringing a grin to Jacks face. He pulled Ianto in for a kiss, this time letting it last. He demanded entrance to Iantos mouth.

His tongue darted in, dominating Iantos mouth. Ianto kissed back more then willingly, his hands falling to rest on Jacks shoulders. Jack wrapped a hand round his lovers waist, pulling them closer. After several minutes Ianto reluctantly broke the kiss. He leaned his head against the now wet shoulder and pulled back, laughing when he realised it had been snowing lightly during their kissing session. He ran a hand through Jacks hair, making it stand on end. "Come on, we'd best get going, don't want to be catching a cold now, do we?" He asked, sliding his hand into the slightly larger one. They walked to the SUV together, getting in and sharing another kiss before driving off.

They barely made it into the hub before they had stripped down. Jack had Ianto pressed up against one of the workstations, holding him close possesively with one arm, the other caressing and teasing Ianto's chest, slowly inching its way south. One of Iantos arms were braced againt the desk, the other was running down Jacks back, tracing patterns on the smooth muscles that seemed to quiver as he touched them. Jack broke the kiss, his mouth now attacking Ianto's neck. he gently nuzzled and kissed the soft flesh occasionally nipping gently. Ianto moaned, his head falling back as Jacks hand stroked his erection. His hand gripped Jacks shoulder as his lovers expert fingers started to move faster.

“Jack...” Ianto moaned, thrusting his hips towards his lover.

“Please....” he mewled, not caring hiw he sounded, all he wanted was Jack. And he wanted his lover now.

Jack grinned against the delicate skin of Ianto's collarbone.

“Tell me what you want.” He whispered into his lovers ear, causing shivers to go down his spine.

Iamto whimpered as Jack released his erection.

“You. Want you. Need you. Please.”

Jack watched Ianto as he begged for him. Jack quickly undressed, then stepped forward, capturing Ianto's swollen lips in his own.

He quickly helped Ianto divest himself of what was left of his now crumpled suit. He pulled their bodies close, deepening their kiss in the process. Ianto moaned into Jacks mouth as Jack began to stroke his lovers cock.

“Please Jack.......please, fuck me, need you to................yesssss.” Ianto hissed as Jack lined his own erection with Ianto's entrance, not waiting to prepare his lover. He thrust in suddenly, causing Ianto to arch into his touch.

Jack watched Ianto's face as he thrust in again, the pleasure etched across his face.

“Harder.....”Ianto broke off with a moan as Jack complied. Ianto thrust up to meet his lover, pulling him in for another kiss.

Ianto cried out his lovers name as he came over both their stomachs, Jack coming soon after. Ianto leaned back, letting Jacks weight fall sgainst him. He wrapped his arms around the man he loved, tilting his face so he could look into his eyes. He gently stroked Jack's cheek, sighing inwardly when he saw the slight puffiness of his sprakling blue eyes.

He drew him in for a chaste kiss, pulling back after a few seconds.

“You are the only person I want in my bed tonight.”

“What about tomorrow night?” Jack asked with a mischevious grin.

“And tomorrow night and all the nights after that til we're sick of each other. And even then I'll find a way into your bed.”

Jack chuckled. “You always have a place in my bed. Don't doubt it.” He picked himself up, relieving Ianto of his weight. He took Ianto's hand and led him down to the small cot that was his bed.

Ianto grinned when he saw the sight infront of him. Jack had hung mistletoe over the bed, and a large unusually glittery wreath hung over the head of the bed.

“Should I be worried?” He asked, not liking the mischevious glint in Jacks eyes. He backed away from the other man a little.

“Now, Jack......there really isn't any need.........what are you planning to do with that?”

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Tue, 02 Dec 2008 07:19:05 GMT

YAY!!!! I finally put my pics up! They vary in subject, well they revolve around DW/TW.

A weekend away

Wed, 12 Nov 2008 05:55:30 GMT

A Weekend Away

Authors notes: Yet another excuse for smut.

Spoilers: Countrycide

Disclaimer: I don't own Jack or Ianto, that right is reserved for the BBC and RTD.

Ianto Jones frowned in concentration as he studied the map. He sat in the passenger seat of his car. Sitting in the drivers seat was his boss and camping companion for the weekend, Captain Jack Harkness.

Jack had managed to convince the others they could handle any rift activity that might occur, leaving them two with two days to themselves. At first Ianto flat out refused the offer of a weekend camping trip. The memory of what happened in the Brecon Beacon still sat large in his mind. But after much persuasion from Jack he finally relented.

Now, however, Ianto was rethinking the idea. Jack had decided he wanted to navigate, which was fine with Ianto until he realised Jack couldn't read Welsh and had been making up the directions to save face.

So Ianto had spent the last couple hours trying to figure out where they were.

"Did I say I was sorry?" Jack asked.

"Several times, Jack."

"It's not such a bad thing is it? I mean, we're still in wales, right? What else do we need?"

Ianro sighed, looking up from the map. "You need some lessons in Welsh. And no, that isn't an invitation."

Jack pouted. "I wasn't going to..."

"Yes you were."

Jack conceded, giving a nod. "Alright, I was."

Ianto smirked, his eyes back on the map.

"Did you happen to see a gas station on the high way?" He asked, his brow now furrowed as he tried to piece together where they were.

"I think there was one just past where we turned, why?"

Ianto gave an exasperrated sigh. "Because we were supposed to turn past it."

"Oh."

Ianto sat the map down, rubbing his eyes. "You okay?" Jack asked, his voice full of concern.Ianto nodded, glancing at his watch.

"Just tired from staring at that map, I guess."

Jack moved closer to Ianto, wrapping one arm around him, the other cupping his face.

"I really am sorry."

Ianto smiled. "I know, Its alright, really." He leaned forward, capturing Jacks eager lips. His tongue hesitantly asked for admittance. Jacks lips happily parted, Iantos tongue darting in to take possesion of his mouth. For several minutes thier tongues dualed for dominance. Ianto tried to move closer, but the gear stick was in the way. Without breaking the kiss he moved so he was straddling Jacks lap.

They were pressed closely together, hands now free to roam. One of Jacks arms had snaked its way around Ianto's waist, caressing his lower back through the soft fabric of Ianto's shirt. The other hand was making its way down his lovers shirt, undoing the buttons. Jack broke the kiss, nuzzling Ianto's neck. Ianto clutched at one of Jacks braces, his other hand running through Jack's hair.

“You know,” came Jacks muffled voice. “We could just spend the weekend here.”

Ianto gulped for air as Jack hand slid under his belt, caressing his bulging erection.

It took him several attempts to voice a semi coherent response.

“I am not spending an entire weekend in the backseat of the SUV, sir.”

Jack grinned. “Who said it had to be the back seat?”

Ianto chuckled at that, shaking his head as he captured his captains lips.

Jack slipped his hand beneath Ianto's shirt, gently caressing the soft flesh he found there. He pushed the shirt down Ianto's arms. It fell forgotten on the floor. Ianto moaned as Jacks hand fell to his crotch, teasing the bulge that had grown there.

Ianto pushed Jacks braces down, wanting to touch him. He shivered as Jack contiued to palm him, thrusting into his touch a little. He quickly undid the buttons, Lifting up the white singlet underneath, running his hand over the toned muscles. Jack shited so Ianto could take off his shirts. Their bodies pressed close toegther, hands and tongues exploring.

Ianto undid Jacks straining cock, sliding down to his knees, lightly nipping at his thighs before taking his head in his mouth, his tongue swirling across the slit. Jack bucked forward, his hands reaching for Ianto's hair. Ianto took his whole length in his mouth, then started licking and grazing lightly against the length, causing Jack to shudder violently and make some very gutteral noises, the hands in Iantos hair tugging gently. Before moving up to Jack he slipped of his own pants and underwear, his shoes and socks also being discarded.

He straddled Jacks lap, settling on top of the head. He moaned as he began to ride Jack, slow at first, but soon gave in to his urges and pretty soon they were both thrusting hard and fast, meeting to kiss, their hands exploring each others bodies.

Jack stroked Iantos erection, causing him to murmur in appreciation. Ianto was close. So close. He slipped a hand between them, gently squeezing Jacks balls. Jack bit down on Iantos neck as he orgasmed.

Ianto soon followed still fondling Jack. Jack rested his head against Ianto's shoulder for a moment, Ianto following suit. They sat like this whilst they caught their breath. Eventually Ianto sat back, sighing.

“Whats wrong?” Jack asked, concern across his face.

“Nothing, but......”

“But.....?”

“But we have company.”

Standing by the window stood a police officer, an amused look on his face.

Jack wound down the window, much to Ianto's dismay.

“Good evening officer, is something wrong?”

The cop grinned. “Just wondering if you needed assistance. Thought you might have broken down.”

“Nope. But there is something you could help us with, see we were headed out for a weekend and...got lost, could you tell us how to get onto the highway?” Ianto asked.

The cop shrugged. Just keep following the road, theres a turn off to the right about 700m away. Follow that road for about 200m then theres a turn off to the highway.”

“Thank you.”

The officer went back to his car, mumbling about tourists.

Jack grinned at Ianto. “You can drive.”

Ianto reached for his clothes. Jack caught his wrist.

“But..........”

Ianto groaned after hearing Jack's request. But he granted it never the less.

Jack grinned the rest of the way back to the highway, his hand fondling Ianto's bare thigh.

This weekend was going better then he expected.

Jack, Ianto and Tiramisu

Wed, 12 Nov 2008 03:51:28 GMT

Jack, Ianto and Tiramisu
Warning: contains M/M.
Authors Notes: Just an excuse for Janto Smut
My first Janto fic, well first one I'm publishing anyway.
This idea was inspired by F.I.A, who happened to be eating the said choc at the time.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Jack or Ianto(unless your counting my phone, but I doubt you are) They are the property of the BBC and RTD.

Captain Jack Harkness grinned as he lathered the brown substance on his sleeping lover. He was tempted to start on his treat right now, but forced himself to keep some semblance of self control as he spread the melted chocolate over the young man's chest. He emptied the plastic container, Dabbing a bit on Ianto's lips, then lapping it up. Ianto stirred, his eyes opening slowly. He smiled as he saw Jack leaning over him. The smile dissappeared when he saw the look in Jack's eyes.

“What did you do?” He asked suspiciously.

Jacks face was the picture of innocence.

“Me? Well, I....”

“Jack, that chocolate wasn't for bedroom games!” Ianto protested as he saw the mess across his body.

Jack pouted. “But you look good enough to eat. Not that you need chocolate for that.”

Ianto sighed, pulling Jack in for a kiss. He moved so their bodies were touching as much as possible, pulling away with a wicked grin on his face.

Jack's eyes widened as he looked down and noticed that now they were both smeared with chocolate. He grinned, leaning down to capture Ianto's lips again.

He moved down lower, licking around one of Ianto's nipples. He took it in his mouth, alternating between sucking and nipping.

He made his way across to the other nipple, treating it with the same attention.

Ianto moaned as Jack nipped and lapped up the molten chocolate piecesas he went.He was soon writhing and gasping as Jack moved down to his stomach.

He clutched Jacks shoulders, tugging him back up to eye level. He pulled him into a passionate kiss, rolling them so he was on top. He straddled Jack, running his eyes appreciatively down his lovers body. He bent down, kissing Jacks navel, licking the chocolate from his lips.

He placed open mouth kisses over jacks stoamch, swirling his tongue to lap up the delicious chocolate. He sat up, causing Jack to whimper in complaint. He leaned back down, his lips near Jacks ear. He nipped the lobe, sucking for a moment before speaking.

“Mmmm......I love your choice in chocolate.” He moved down, nizzling Jacks neck, running a finger down Jacks chest, causing shivers to run down his spine.

“Tiramisu, is it?” He asked, bringing the finger to his lips, making sure Jack was watching as he lapped up the brown substance.

Jack managed a small nod, his lips parting as he watched Ianto make sure he got every single drop.

Ianto smirked, repeating the prcocess, this time holding his digit to Jacks waiting mouth.

Jack accepted the gift greedily, sucking on Ianto's finger, swirling his tongue over it every now and then.

Jack hummed happily as he continued sucking, the chocolate now long gone. Ianto's eyes were closed, enjoying the sensations Jacks mouth was creating.

Jack moved his hand down Ianto's naked form, resting on his hip for a moment. Ianto shifted, so his lower body was closer to Jacks. He bent his head down, continuing the job of cleaning Jack up. Jack moved his hand lower, cupping Ianto's balls, running a fingertip in circles for a moment before taking his already hard erection in his skilled hand.

Ianto moaned, squirming pleasatnly agaisnt Jack as he stroked his cock. Ianto moaned deliciously against Jacks chest, moving to take Jack's lips with his own. They moved so Jack was on top, still stroking his lover.

Ianto ran his hands up Jacks chest, forgetting about the chocolate.

“Jack...please.” he managed to gasp out,breaking the kiss for a moment.

Jack grinned.

“What do you want?” He whispered against Ianto's lips.

“You. In me. Now:”

With no argument against that, Jack reached in his drawer for his supply of lube and condoms.

He lubed up his fingers, teasing Ianto's opening. Ianto thrust against Jacks fingers, wanting more. Ianto spread his legs wider, wrapping them around Jack's waist, trying to pull him closer. Jack took the hint, extracting his fingers and moved above Ianto, setting the head of his own cock against Ianto's entrance. He thrust in, Ianto moaning thrusting to meet Jacks rhythm. He pulled Jack down to meet him in yet another kiss, gasping as Jacks cock hit all the right places.

Jack nipped and sucked at Ianto's neck, creating a lovebite.

Ianto ran his hand down Jack's back, smearing what was left over the rippling muscles. Jack stroked Ianto's erection, Ianto's seed soon spilling out over Jack's hand as he climaxed.

The contractions of Ianto's muscles squeezing against his penis caused Jack's Rhythm to falter, gasping as he came inside his lover. He lay on top of Ianto for a moment, careful not to sqaush him. He rolled over, holding Ianto close. They snuggled for a little while, sharing gentle kisses and caresses. Eventually they both fell asleep.

Several hours later Ianto woke up, still in Jacks arms. He woke his lover up, dragging him too the shoowers, washing all the remenants of their little game away.

They returned to bed, engaging in another round.

The next day Ianto got up early, going down to the nearest store, buying several blocks of chocolate, this time going for a number of flavours, but making sure he grabbed the tirsamisu, he had a feeling he would be growing fond of it in times to come.

NaNoWriMo

Tue, 04 Nov 2008 14:34:45 GMT

Am doing the National Writers Novel Month Challenge, it should be interesting. Need to chug out 50,000 words by the 30th.
Have a vague idea as to what I want to do, but it a little hazey. Will keep You updated.