Guilty pleasure

Title: Guilty pleasure

Pairing: Jack/Ianto , the team
Rating: fluffy and mention to MM kiss
Spoilers: Not really, somewhere early in season 2.
Disclaimer: No, I don't know them
Summary: Ianto has guilty pleasure….
Note: This for everyone who need a hug. I'm  so impressed about all the great writers in this communauty, that I wrote this for you all. If I could I will do the same for you (read the fic and you will understand ;)) Its dedicated especially at thrace_adams and 805belladonna  because they wrote so fabulous fic this days !!!!!
Beta: the so fabulous and talented just_being_me08

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Guilty pleasure

 

The day had been long, too long. It had not a bad day, just an exhausting one. Ianto Jones sighs; the tourist office is closed now. But he stays at his desk; to savor the silence, the fleeting moment where time looks like it has stopped, where all there is to feel is to feel alive. He opens a little drawer and takes out a box. Ianto Jones has a secret pleasure and this is just a part of it. Delicately, his fingers touch the coveted object and he smiles. In the box, chocolates wait to be eaten. He takes one quickly and puts it into his mouth. Shivers run through his body as the pure taste of cacao explodes in his mouth. He feels so happy now, so content. Then, he stands up, his duties are not over yet. The others wait for their coffees. He opens the drawer, hesitates and then promptly closes it, taking the box and putting it into his pocket instead. He’s not the only one who has had an exhausting day. He pushes the button for the secret door  to open before walking with a stronger step into the Hub.

 

In the Hub, his teammates are completely absorbed within their work. The rift has been active all day and given none of them any rest. Tosh and Gwen are at their computers, translating and searching through some alien objects and police reports. They look so tired. Ianto makes the coffees, taking care to do it perfectly for everyone. He puts each cup down gently onto his favourite tray. He’s ready for his rounds, except this time he has little guilty pleasures to give too. Delicately he puts a cup down onto Tosh’s desk. Like always she will turn her head and smile softly at him, it’s her way of thanking him and Ianto will always take the time to nod his reply. But this time, with the sight of the small chocolate beside her cup, Tosh’s smile is somehow more grateful. This time, her face is radiant and her eyes sparkling. She looks so cheerful that Ianto has to restrain himself to not kiss her on the cheek. Gwen looks like to be concentrating so hard that he simply puts the cup beside her paper work and walks away. He doesn’t want to disturb her. When he turns over to go over to the medical bay he hears a joyous squeal and barely seconds later her arms fold around him firmly.

“Thank you so much!”

“My pleasure Gwen.”

He leaves her with a piece of happiness in his heart. In the medical bay, Owen is working his way through an autopsy of an alien body. He has a serious look on his face and Ianto knows better than to talk to or disturb him. He puts the cup as close to the medic as he can and leaves quickly. In the silence he hears a surprise exclamation and something that almost sounds like a ‘thanks Ianto’. He smiles, it’s not much but it’s still something. With a wide smile, Ianto then makes his way towards Jack’s office.

 

He enters the office with the tray where only two cups remain. He always enjoys this time of the day. He’s alone with Jack. He looks at his lover, who looks completely exhausted, the papers scattered everywhere on his desk. He doesn’t even seem to notice Ianto’s presence. So Ianto puts down the tray and picks up a single chocolate. Slowly he covers Jack’s eyes with his hand and murmurs into his ear.

“Open your mouth captain and enjoy…”

He smile at the view as Jack obeys without hesitation. He puts the chocolate into his mouth, at the same time caressing his desirable lips with his fingers. The groan that escapes Jack’s mouth is more that he can stand, so he has no choice but to kiss him passionately. He tastes of chocolate and Jack and Ianto can’t help but think that it’s perfect. Strong hands grasp his arms and in seconds he is sitting in Jack’s lap.

“Ianto Jones…..definitely kinkier than you look!”

“Yup. I also know just how much you love it too Captain….”

 “Oh, believe me. You have no idea….”

Jack’s body presses strongly against Ianto’s before he can reply. In Jack’s office a long, too long day ends, but a long night begins with some guilty pleasure and no complaints.

End