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Title: Too Easy
Author: Zinnith
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Wordcount: 655
Spoilers: For 2x01 - Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang

Notes: [personal profile] oxoniensis's Porn Battle V makes me try out all kinds of new fandoms! The prompts were Jack/Ianto, anger, home, taste.  I owe many thanks to [personal profile] the_cephalopod for looking this over and for squeeing with me over all the yummy canon slash.

ETA: You must also read the Jack POV of this fic that [personal profile] the_cephalopod wrote. It will make your heart break. In a good good way, of course. It's called Pretence and can be found here.

Summary: Ianto finds it too easy to believe.


It’s easy to belive.

 

They go to a fancy Italian restaurant, complete with linen napkins and snotty waiters, because Jack wants to do it properly. He keeps smiling – a bright attentive smile that almost chases away the timeless, restless look in his eyes, the look that Jack probably isn’t even aware of himself.  

 

After dinner, they go to see a movie; some stupid action film that neither of them pays any attention to because they’re too busy necking like teenagers, tongues playing tag in the dark.

 

Yes, it’s easy to belive. In fact it’s almost too easy, which means that there has to be a catch – with Jack there’s always a catch. Even if Jack has managed to convince himself that he’s here to stay, that Ianto and Torchwood is enough to keep him on Earth, he will never convince Ianto. Jack left once. He will leave again.   

 

But knowing this doesn’t stop Ianto from inviting Jack up for coffee afterwards. Doesn’t stop him from leaning into Jack’s touch, letting Jack undress him and press hot lips against his bare skin. It doesn’t stop him from getting hard in Jack’s hand, like some Pavlovian response to Jack’s mere presence.

 

And when Jack lies down in Ianto’s bed, smiles, spreads his legs and says, “Fuck me,” it doesn’t stop Ianto from going to him. He kneels between Jack’s thighs and works him open, feels Jack’s body clench around his fingers, hears the way Jack’s breath catches when Ianto hits that spot inside him that makes him squirm.

 

Ianto has never been with anyone who’s enjoyed sex quite like Jack, someone who can just let go like this, without a shred of self-consciousness. Jack melts around him, loses himself in the pleasure that Ianto is only too willing to give. He doesn’t rush, there’s nothing urgent about this. Ianto takes his time to re-learn Jack’s body, to touch and taste every inch.

 

When he takes Jack’s cock into his mouth, Jack’s fingers come to rest on his head, combing lightly through his hair. His touch is so gentle, and it makes it so easy for Ianto to believe that this is

 

(love)

 

real, too easy to believe that this is permanent.

 

The taste of Jack on his tongue is familiar, like it was only yesterday they were doing this, like it hasn’t been months. God, it’s been months, it could have been years; maybe someday it will. And suddenly Ianto is being a little rougher than usual, using his teeth to draw deep groans from Jack, but there’s anger burning in his throat and behind his eyes. Jack left, he left without a word and now he’s back, thinking that everything can just go back to the way it was, like nothing has changed.

 

So maybe Ianto is being a little rough. Maybe he’s gripping Jack’s hips a little harder than necessary when he lines himself up and slams inside Jack’s body. Maybe he’s going a little faster than he meant to, driving a little deeper, like he’s trying to reclaim this, find some way to tie Jack back to Earth so he’ll never be able to leave again.

 

Maybe there are tears in his eyes. Maybe his kisses draw blood from Jack’s lips. Maybe he likes it, likes that he’s able to make Jack bleed and writhe and come beneath him.

 

It has to hurt, but Jack says nothing. Instead, he reaches up and wraps his arms around Ianto, holds him while he shudders and spills deep inside Jack’s body.

 

Afterwards, Ianto rests his head on Jack’s chest, softening inside him, but not ready to slide out just yet. His breath is coming in near sobs, and Jack has his fingers back in Ianto’s hair, rubbing gentle circles against his scalp with his fingertips and whispering, “Ianto, my beautiful Ianto. It’s all right, I’m here, I’m home.”

 

And maybe, just for now, it’s okay to believe.




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(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-18 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thefannishwaldo.livejournal.com
Oh wow. You've really captured how I see the conflict in Ianto over all this. Yeah, he's back, but that's only because he LEFT...

Poor woobies, the lot of them. :)

Nice job.

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myshka23.livejournal.com
Angsty, hot and gorgeous all at the same time. Loved it :)

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] qaffangyrl.livejournal.com
that was beautiful. Ianto topping was a little unexpected, though in this context quite possible. Great job. I'm VERY new to the fandom it's always nice to come across talented TW writers.

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] infinimato.livejournal.com
Oh. Oh, my, that's very good.

One of my favorite things about KKBB is seeing how much more self confident Ianto has become. That shows here.

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
Yes, and Ianto has already lost so many people and he's so afraid of allowing himself to believe he won't be left alone again.

Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
Thank you, I'm so glad you liked it!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
Heh... well I might have a little kink for the dominant guys bottoming. Also, I think Jack understood Ianto's need to top this time.

You can't possibly be more new than me! I've been active in the fandom for *checks watch* an hour and a half, give or take a few minutes :-)

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
Oh yes, Ianto has grown a spine indeed. Which is all kinds of good.

Thank you so much for reading and taking the time to comment!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] airenko.livejournal.com
This was really beautiful, touching, and well written. It really showed Ianto's conflict to trust Jack yet still be pissed with him for leaving. Loved it, great job. ♥

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shiome.livejournal.com
Ohoh, it appears we have the same little kink.
Amazing writing, I'm definitely looking forward to more of your works!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 12:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sazzat.livejournal.com
Ooooo I really loved this :) I loved how you captured Ianto's conflict and emotions. Very well done.

His breath is coming in near sobs, and Jack has his fingers back in Ianto’s hair, rubbing gentle circles against his scalp with his fingertips and whispering, “Ianto, my beautiful Ianto. It’s all right, I’m here, I’m home.”

*dies* I swear, if Jack breaks his heart and brings that poor boy more pain then there will be trouble *taps spork in hand*

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 01:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lunamazes.livejournal.com
Nice, you write torchwood fic. squeee

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 01:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sarkastic.livejournal.com
This is lovely. Poor Ianto!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 01:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badwolf36.livejournal.com
Painful as hell and absolutely gorgeous for it. I think you managed to capture those two and Ianto's anger and feelings very well. Thanks for sharing!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 01:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bella-reeve.livejournal.com
God that's beautiful. And painful. And hot. I'm not sure if I should cry or go take a cold shower so I think I'll go do both now.

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 01:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kerryblaze.livejournal.com
Wow. Beautiful. I love pieces like this that are short and simple, but filled with so much emotion.

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 01:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gaycrow.livejournal.com
Wow! I'm new to this fandom, and this is one of the first Ianto/Jack stories I've read. And what a great story it is! I liked this very much indeed. My standards are going to be very high from now on.

I hope you write more of this pairing. :-)

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! (And much credit for the writing goes to [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] since she's the one who turns my random sentences into coherent English...)

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
Ah yes, Jack against thousands of furious Ianto-fangirls. We all know how that would end. He's got no choice but to treat our boy right ;-)

Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 02:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
:-D
I blame the Porn Battle...

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 02:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
Thank you!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
Thank you, that was what I was going for. I'm glad it worked. Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
And what a very nice little kink it is ;-)
Thank you for reading!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
:-D
Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-01-19 03:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zinfic.livejournal.com
That makes me happy to hear, thank you!
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