He's just more flexible when it comes to dancing

[more_flexible]

Jack found the package addressed to him and scurried off to his room to open it. He wasn't used to getting gifts. In fact, he hadn't gotten one since...well, there was Christmas, but he hadn't been given anything since Jane baked him a pie all his own.

He unwrapped it carefully and poured over the records and just stared at the player for a long time. It was surreal, this thing that really wasn't anything spectacular and yet he was so happy he couldn't stop smiling. After a long time of just exploring it, he took an LP out of it's cover and laid it on the turntable. A few cranks of the handle and it began to spin, Moonlight Serenade spilling out his door and down the stairs.

[for those treehouse people who want a dance]

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[coffee_sir]

Ianto was finished admiring his new wardrobe. Honestly, he wanted to admire it a bit more and relish in the fact that he would not have to bend to the whims of the clothesbin anytime soon, but there were people in the treehouse, and mooning over suits was not proper behavior.

And now there was music drifting down from the floors above. Curious, Ianto shut the doors of his new present and wandered up the stairs. He stopped at the door of Jack's room, grinning lightly at the man. "You got a nice mystery present, too?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack stood before the player with his hands in his pockets,just watching the record spin. He looked over at Ianto with a thousand-watt smile. "I did. I love Glenn Miller. One of my favorites."

[coffee_sir]

The grin brightened slightly at Jack's obvious good cheer, and Ianto stepped into the room. He kept his hands in his pockets as he neared, throwing an appraising eye over the player and the various records. "It's quite nice. I'm glad you got something to enjoy."

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"I'm not enjoying as much as I could," he smiled, looking down at Ianto's feet, then back up under his lashes. Barely a heartbeat passed and he closed the distance, holding out his hand. "Dance?"

[coffee_sir]

There was a momentary flush of embarrassment and a flash of a somewhat nervous smile before Ianto conceded, taking Jack's hand. "I'll try. No promises on how well."

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"Just follow my lead," Jack purred, taking Ianto into his arms and leaning in, cheek against cheek.

[coffee_sir]

"All right," he said with a nod and a small smile. Because following Jack's lead was something he could manage, especially in this instance. He rested a hand on Jack's shoulder, doing his best to not think about moving his feet properly.

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Hips swayed and feet moved and Jack guided Ianto backwards in a gentle circle as the music played, lost in the moment.

[coffee_sir]

It was a bit disorienting, letting go and allowing oneself to be led. He shut his eyes and tried to focus on the music and just moving with Jack, easy and smooth.

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He looked at Ianto briefly, then pulled him closer. His arm curled up under Ianto's and held his shoulder gently while he rested his head on his shoulder. The closeness meant smaller steps, and soon it seemed like they were barely moving except for an easy sway.

[coffee_sir]

Smaller steps meant it was easier for Ianto to relax, to breathe out and let his world narrow down to Jack and the music. He turned his head just slightly, taking a breath that was purely comprised of Jack.

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The bridge began to rise and Jack sang along softly. This was, quite possibly, the best song ever written.

Let us stray till break of day
in love's valley of dreams.
Just you and I, a summer sky,
a heavenly breeze kissing the trees.

[coffee_sir]

Jack could sing? Part of Ianto knew he shouldn't be surprised, but he was. Pleasantly so, judging from the smile that pulled over his lips.

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Jack could sing, and sing well. He made it through the last verse before letting go enough to stand up straight and look at Ianto. "You dance just fine, Ianto," he said as the music faded away to a hiss and a pop as the needle found the next song. And Jack didn't let go.

[coffee_sir]

Ianto didn't either. "That's because I have a good partner," he replied, smirking lightly.

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It was almost as if it took a moment for Ianto's words to sink in, but once they did, Jack smiled wide. "Oh, yeah," he laughed, just as a new song in a similar vain began to play. "This ones called Stardust. Wanna go around again?"

[coffee_sir]

It was a curious moment, that, just watching Jack stare back at him, if only because he was usually so quick on things. "Sure," he answered, adding, "If you want," gently. He probably did, but it never hurt to be sure.

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"I could wear out my shoes," he grinned as he began to move in time with the music. "Can you do the jitterbug? The next in line is In The Mood..."

[coffee_sir]

Ianto grinned as he followed, finding it much easier now that a song had passed and he had the feel for it. "I think that may be a bit beyond me," he said cautiously.

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"Not everyone gets In The Mood on the first night," he smiled. "Maybe we'll work up to it."

[coffee_sir]

He was grinning, but also shook his head at the comment. "Honestly, Jack."

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Jack's smile spread almost ear to ear and he threw his head back with deep, hoest laughter. "Too much?"

[coffee_sir]

A smile and laugh like that was nothing short of infectious. "Maybe just a bit," he chuckled. "No need to use such material on me."

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"Hey, now," he chided with a smile. "For you, I'd break out my best material."

[coffee_sir]

"I'm honored," he replied with a smirk. "Truly. But I don't need your lines, Jack."