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Beautiful Iris - part 11

September 18th, 2007 (12:46 am)
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current mood: bitchy

Title: Beautiful Iris
Part 11 - Against the wall
Rating:NC17
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Tosh/Owen (sort of)
Summary: When a seemingly cut-and-dried incident calls out Torchwood early one morning not everything as it seems. Alien technology transmits a strange frequency signal and leads them into a trap of curiosity and an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar faces.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood... believe me... if i did Jack and Ianto would walk around in nothing but tight pants (and a tie for Ianto) The BBC own it. so as much as i love it i don't own it :( also the title don't belong to me lol Although i have some pretty characters i made up myself.
Spoilers : Up to episode 7, also slight spoiler (very tiny) from the book Border Princess
Notes: Reviews welcome :D
Part 1: Cut & dried here -> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/4527.html
Part 2: Alien Lego here --> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/15486.html
Part 3 is here --> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/15691.html
Part 4: Meeting Iris here --> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/17433.html
Part 5: Finding the way here --> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/17963.html
Part 6: Thinking here --> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/18276.html
Part 7: Is this what you want? here --> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/19490.html
Part 8: Lost here --> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/23625.html
Part 9: Making Arrangements here --> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/24721.html]
part 10: The Beast here --> http://jo19844.livejournal.com/24986.html

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Ianto and Tosh followed Jack into the barn, now all in fresh clothing, and crouched down beside him on the ground. “What is it?”

“It appears to be a stone,” Jack said.

The corner, where Jack and Ianto had dragged the body of the beast, was now empty save for a large black stone. It measured no more than four inches in width and looked like an everyday stone that you might find in the garden, except that they all knew it wasn't. Jack reached out towards the object and touched it with the back of his hand; it was cold, and smooth to the touch. He picked it up; it was light, lighter than an ordinary stone of that size and it took on his heat, warming at his touch.

“This,” Jack said, holding up the stone, “is an environmentally friendly alien.”

Ianto rose an eyebrow. “What?”

“An environmentally friendly alien,” he repeated, “I've seen it before. Around the twenty-fifth century they realise that the environment seriously needs preserving, so technology is created to compress all waste into a material into minerals that can be used as a renewable sort of fossil fuel.” He pointed to it. “This is future coal.”

Tosh and Ianto looked at each other and then at Jack.

“What?” he said, “you don't think that aliens have an eco-system to protect? Global warming effects all of us.”

“So, that ages them to the twenty-fifth century?” Ianto asked, catching the stone when Jack tossed it to him.

“At least.”

“So what now?” Toshiko inspected the stone and Ianto handed it to her.

“We need to know if these creatures have come through the rift on their own, or whether they came through with us. If they came through themselves then there's a possibility that there's a temporal weakness somewhere around here.”

“So we could get home?” Tosh asked.

Not necessarily. Just because there's a temporal weakness, it doesn't mean it'll take us home, it just means it'll take us somewhere.” He turned to Toshiko. “Go and ask Iris if she has any camping gear.”

“Why?”

“I want to know more about these things, and the only way to do that is to observe; I want to camp out tonight and do some surveillance.”

“Okay.” Tosh handed Jack the stone and wandered of in the direction of the farmhouse.

Ianto looked at Jack.

“What?”

“On your own?” Ianto asked, “you're going to camp out here alone when there's the possibility that one of those things could attack again?”

“Yes, unless I have a volunteer.”

“Our last camping trip wasn't a success,” Ianto reminded him, “if you remember, i ended up with a meat-cleaver to my throat.”

“I remember,” Jack said, closing the gap between them, “I'll never forget that. But I wouldn't let anything happen to you.”

“You don't know what they're capable of, you don't know what they can do Jack. What will you do if there's more than one of them?”

“I don't know.”

“Or, what if there's a whole herd of them.”

“I don't know!” he repeated. “I don't know anything. We don't have any equipment, or any weapons or any archive to refer to. We have nothing except for what we know, and y'know what?”

“What?”

“I'm scared.” Jack distanced himself from Ianto and looked down at the ground. “I don't know why they're here or what they want, or even if they want anything at all. I have no idea how to get rid of them. But what scares me most is--” Jack pause and looked back up at Ianto, “--what if this is because of us, and these creatures are here because we messed with the rift? I don't want to be responsible for that.”

Ianto closed the gap an kissed Jack's lips softly, pushing him into the shadows to move away from view. Jack wrapped his arms around him and deepened the kiss, only to be pushed away a little after a moment.

“I'm sorry, It's the best distraction I know of.” Ianto put his hands on the side of Jack's neck. “Kissing you seems to be the only guaranteed way to shut you up.”

Jack put his hands on the younger man's stomach and guided him further into the darkness. “I've always wanted to do it in a barn.” He untucked Ianto's shirt from his trousers and slipped his fingers underneath, moving layers until he reached his skin. “Haven't you?”

“I'm not having sex with you in a barn in the middle or the day.”

Jack opened his mouth to speak.

“Or the night,” Ianto said quickly, “it's not going to happen.”

Jack started to trace circles on the Welshman's stomach and moved his lips to his ear. “I think it would be sexy,” he whispered, “we could be so hot together.”

Ianto leaned into Jack's ear and whimpered when he felt his teeth brush gently against his earlobe. “Getting caught isn't sexy.”

“And who says we'll get caught?” Jack's fingers brushed Ianto's stomach again, creating a trail from one side to the other. “we could spend hours in here without anyone even realising we're missing.”

Ianto put his hands on Jack's shoulders to push him away, but found himself melting into him when he pushed him gently against the wall and raked his short nails across his stomach. “Jack.” he muttered his name weakly, resting his head against the wall. “Don't.”

Jack unfastened the buttons of Ianto's shirt and pushed it over his shoulders, then clawed at his undershirt, pushing it halfway up his chest. His lips moved to the Welshman's neck and his hands roamed his torso. “It's your own fault,” he said, “if you hadn't started something upstairs fifteen minutes ago then I wouldn't have you pinned against a wall in a barn.”

“You wouldn't?”

Jack pondered and then broke into a smile on Ianto's neck. “All right, so maybe I would, but you make me worse.” he moved his mouth to Ianto's lips and kissed him softly, nipping his bottom lip between his teeth and sucking on it.

Ianto wrapped his arms around him finally, pulling his body against him; one of his hands roamed Jack's back, finding its way under his shirt, whist the other tangled in his hair. His fingers ran through the Captain's hair and gripped it, pulling a little at the edges as he pulled his lips closer.

“We should be working,” Ianto mumbled between kisses, fighting off Jack's mouth so he could speak. Jack hung off his bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth as he spoke, before moving to kiss his jaw and neck. “The thing just vanished,” he sad weakly, “we should investigate the-- the--”

“The thing?” Jack suggested..

“Yeah. We should investigate the thing.”

Jack started to untie the cord of Ianto's trousers. “We have five minutes to spare,” Jack mumbled.

Suddenly, Ianto pushed him back a little. “Five minutes?”

“Or ten.” Jack moved back to the Welshman's neck. “It's probably not going to be as drawn out as I would like. You got me pretty riled up before.”

Ianto shoved him away to arms length. “Well that's romantic,” he said, “hey here's a barn lets have a quickie; typical.”

Jack pushed Ianto back against the wall and pinned his hands softly by his side. “You cannot be insulted,” he whispered, kissing the Welshman's neck. “You can't turn me on to the point of needing to pin you up against a wall in a barn and then be insulted because I tell you that I can't hold out.”

Ianto slipped his hands away from Jack's grasp and pushed him away a little. “Look at me and read my lips.” He tilted the older man's face to look directly into his eyes. “I am not having sex with you in a barn”.

“Don't you want a little role around in the hay?” Jack asked. “Literally.”

Ianto let himself be pushed back against the wall again. “We're a stones throw from the house. Anyone could hear us.”

Jack kissed Ianto's neck softly. “Then we'll just have to be really quiet.”

“So. You want our first time to be a quickie in a barn, holding back in case someone hears us?” he asked, “that's not going to happen.”

“Why?”

“I know you,” Ianto said, “you're not the quiet type.”

Jack chuckled and leaned into Ianto's ear. “Then you better find something to gag me with.”

The Welshman stretched out his neck and allowed Jack to devour it. “Well if you really want me to hold back and go through the motions I can,” Ianto said, “but that would mean that it wouldn't be half as good as it could be.” he felt Jack's lips come to a stop on his neck. “Because it could be amazing.”

Jack stepped back. “One day you're going to kill me.”

Ianto pulled Jack back by his shirt and kissed him softly, then moved away, letting his thumbs rest on Jack's cheeks. “What we're doing is risky enough without being reckless.”

“I know”

“I want you now probably more than I have ever wanted anyone in my entire life, but if I'm weak , if I give in to you and we're found out then we're dead.”

“I know,” Jack's vice cracked and then he took a breath to control it. “You know, I would die for you a thousand times if you would let me.”

“Don't say that,” Ianto gave Jack a broken smile, “I would never be worth that to you, nobody's worth that to you.”

“You're worth everything to me,” Jack leaned in to Ianto, resting their foreheads together, “if I could sell my soul to get you home then I would. I would do anything for you to be in a world that doesn't make you look like you're scared to breathe when you're with me.”

Ianto thumbed Jack's lips, running his fingertips over the skin. “Sometimes I'm not scared to breathe, i just can't. You look at me and your eyes burn through my skin so much that i can feel the heat, and i forget how to breathe for a moment until you stop.” he looked up at Jack; his gaze was heavy, and Ianto could feel his uneven breath heat his lips. “Jack, losing myself in you is more terrifying than getting lost in time could ever be.”

Jack moved closer an kissed him softly, putting his hand on the Welshman's chin to draw him closer; he didn't deepen the kiss, and instead moved away just a little.

“We should get out of here,” Ianto said, “can't let big winged beast things take over rural Cardiff now can we?”

“Certainly not.” Jack looked at him for a moment and chuckled. “You're a mess.”

“Well that's not my fault; you mauled me.”

“I didn't maul, I don't maul,” Jack said straightening Ianto's shirt over his shoulders, “I grope.”

“Like there's a difference.”

“Groping is a friendly maul,” he explained, aimlessly fastening the buttons, “I'm harmless.”

“Of course you are,” Ianto straightened Jack's ruffled hair as he fastened his shirt, “beautiful and harmless. It's very rare to find both qualities together.”

Jack looked at him as he pulled the cords in the Welshman's trousers and fastened them. “You forgot to mention painfully handsome.”

Ianto straightened Jack's collar and let his hands trail down the shirt, “I'm not going to encourage you.” He pushed himself away from the older man and headed for the door. “We should go and sort out the camping stuff.”


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Owen walked u the steps from the autopsy area wearing his white coat and leant on the wall lethargically. “Okay, so I extracted some more of that blue gunge from the specimen, but unfortunately I can#t do much to analyse it.”

“Why not?” Gwen asked.

“Because every time I come close the bloody stuff vanishes and takes my equipment with it.”

“So what now?”

“Well--” Owen walked over to her, trailing his chair behind him, and then sat opposite her, “I think it's safe to say that this stuff should be kept as far away from people as possible. So, I want you get on to your boys in blue and get a cordon secured within a mile radius of the warehouse.”

Gwen picked u her phone. “And what else do we do?”

“Bugger if I know.”

“Oh well that makes me feel fantastic!” Gwen drawled, “If Jack was here--”

“Well he's not. He's not here, Tosh isn't here and neither is Ianto; it's just you and me and we have to do the best that we can until we can get them back.” Owen stood up and made his way back towards the autopsy area.

“And what if we can't?” Gwen asked, forcing him to stop and turn around. “What if they're stuck?”

“Then we have to replace them,” he said, “but we're not giving up yet.”

“I don't know if I completely trust your ability.”

“Well then, you know where the door is.”

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“Remind me why this is necessary?” Ianto asked, hammering the last tent peg into the ground and stepping back to admire his work. The tent was small and didn't look waterproof, with nothing but a tie-back to keep the cold out.

“I want to see if these things are nocturnal and if there are any more of them.” Jack's hand appeared from inside the tent and grabbed the Welshman's wrist, pulling him inside. “I think it's pretty cosy.”

Inside, the tent was kitted out with a thin groundsheet, a lamp, a tin thermos, a pair of binoculars and a make-shift bed; two pillows lay side-by-side with a few blankets to keep them warm.

“It better not rain,” Ianto said, “and those blankets better be thick. I'm freezing.”

“I got you a present.” Jack sat down on the ground and threw Ianto a wooly hat. “So, that should keep your head warm.”

Ianto pulled it on over his head and glared at the older man who stifled a laugh. “What about the rest of me?”

“Well, I'll take care of that.”

Ianto rolled his eyes dramatically and sat down beside him. “You're insatiable.”

“You make that sound like a bad thing.”

Ianto yawned. “Tonight is not the night for a stakeout Jack, I'm tired. It's been a long day.”

“You can go to sleep, I'll wake you if I want you.”

“That's a dangerous thought.”The Welshman kicked off his shoes, then climbed under the blankets beside Jack, tucking himself under his arm and curling up against his chest. He looked up at him and pulled his jacket tight around him. “This better be worth it.”

Comments

Posted by: JenyTheyScreamed (atheneunknown)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 12:29 am (UTC)

I love this...can I camp out between the boys?

I bet when and if they get home their gonna have wild rampant boy sex wherever they can just because their so pent up.

*happy sigh at the thought*

Posted by: likestowrite (likestowrite)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 06:34 am (UTC)

This is marvelous, i adore this series. I love the romantic/protective touches of Jack over Ianto, and Ianto being a shameful tease.

And Owen's Gwen-bashing; "you know where the door is" is fabulous, certaily perked me up before a slog to uni.

Posted by: Zanna (zannabq)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 09:12 am (UTC)
better than coffee

Oh I love this story! I know, everyone always tells you this, but please update soon! ^_^

Posted by: jane_olive (jane_olive)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 09:53 am (UTC)

I love the eco-friendly alien, and that scene between Ianto and Jack is just gorgeous. I want them to get together, but not if they will be found out *sob*

Posted by: Claudia (therandomgirlie)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 07:47 pm (UTC)

Jack/Ianto - HOT HOT HOT
Very good part :)
More?Now?Please?

Posted by: son_heir (son_heir)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 08:04 pm (UTC)
Owen

“This,” Jack said, holding up the stone, “is an environmentally friendly alien.”


*gigglesnort!*
More please this is one of my fave fics.
*offers cookie*

Posted by: jo19844 (jo19844)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 08:19 pm (UTC)

*takes cookie*

aha! food!!

just what i needed to get me writing...

anyone got anything to drink?? lol

Posted by: son_heir (son_heir)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 08:49 pm (UTC)
Owen

*looks round*
Meh!
*looks again*
Someone stole my lemonade! Sorry I was gunna let you have some but apparently the borrowers like it too much...

Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 09:54 pm (UTC)

*quietly slips Jo a nondescript flask*

Posted by: jo19844 (jo19844)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 10:03 pm (UTC)

*sips as she finishes page one of chapter 12*

Posted by: io_2 (io_2)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 08:52 pm (UTC)
slash_kitten

The need of each other (J/I) is almost subsumable.
I love this series.
(btw. in line 8: Jack reached out towards the object an touched, I think an and misses is d :).

Posted by: jo19844 (jo19844)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 08:59 pm (UTC)

thanks for that. i fixied it up

Posted by: teamane (teamane)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 09:53 pm (UTC)
Firefly1

I'm loving this fic.
I haven't comment before, but I'm a new at Janto and I'm still reading all that I can. Sometimes I don't have time to comment or I'm not at my computer (and not logged in).
I love the intimacy that starts to grow between them, even when Ianto is saying no to Jack. Great Ianto ^.^
Hope you post next chapter soon.
:D

Posted by: jo19844 (jo19844)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 10:02 pm (UTC)

ooh hi!! *waves* new to janto, and very welcome to the ship.. there are no lifeboats cos it just aint gonna sink!

Posted by: JenyTheyScreamed (atheneunknown)
Posted at: September 19th, 2007 07:03 am (UTC)

This ship will never sink...though its crew might flail around a bit like their drowning once in a while. You'll usually find a fic like this one nearbye when that happens though.

Or a good youtube vid.

*flails*

ahem.

Posted by: mustang_bex1126 (mustang_bex1126)
Posted at: September 18th, 2007 11:33 pm (UTC)

All I've got for you is "YAY! Another chapter!" whoo hooo! I am so intrigued by this!

Posted by: Sam (samantharichter)
Posted at: September 19th, 2007 04:42 pm (UTC)
Chopsticks

ooh! *bounces* That was great. Didn't exspect the title to be taken quite so literally, but I'm not complaining. ;)

I also loved the bit with the environmental friendly alien. *snort*

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