[for Ianto re:Ace]

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Jack-

I need time to think, because because while I meant everything everything I said yesterday I don't know why I told you. I- It's not something that I'm fine, and I know how to handle myself, so I'll be safe.

I know that you have what you have with Greg, and it was stupid there's more then enough challenges without me doing saying what I did. I'm sorry-

I- Tell Ianto I'm sorry too, will you? Things- Things happened there yesterday, too. I'm scared It'll be alright.

I love you Take care of yourself, alright?

Ace


It was pinned to her jacket, which she rarely left behind. She couldn't have gone far. He couldn't believe he'd slept deeply enough not to notice.

He held the note and read it over and over, then shook his head and went to his room to pull on jeans and boots, a t-shirt he didn't mind ruining, and a button down shirt in case it took more than one night to find her.

He left a note for everyone in the house, specific and vague at the same time and to the effect of Gone with Ianto to find Ace. Took Stu's gun. WILL return.

First stop was the Redman's hut where he told Stu what had happened and he gave over the M16 without any fuss. The Texan had insisted he take his backpack as well, so by the time he was at Ianto and Tosh's hut, he was ready to go.

"Ianto," he called, knocking hard. "Need your help...you in there?"

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[coffee_sir]

Ianto made a soft noise against Jack's neck, not quite a whimper, but the lightness of Ace's touch just felt like teasing. He reached down and placed his hand over Ace's, squeezing her grip around his cock tighter, and trying to set her at a bit of a rhythm. He let out a low groan then as his mouth left Jack's neck to find Ace's mouth, her jaw, her neck, her ear, pressing kisses and licks and little nips to her skin.

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She followed Ianto's unspoken direction, glad for it, really - she hadn't been sure what to do, and she wanted him to feel good. She gasped when Jack- when he lifted her just a bit it changed the angle, and-

"Bloody hell," she cursed, her voice soft as she flexed her hips as she tried to get that to happen again, the muscles in her thighs trembling every time it was even close. Her hand was fisted on the sheet under her beside her head, as she almost gasped for breath.

Her hand moved in a solid rhythm in time to Jack's movements, only faltering when Jack moved exactly the right way and all her thoughts scattered to the four winds. She shivered when Ianto's mouth found her neck again, and she tilted her head to capture his lips again.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Animalistic groans cut through his throat, but he ketp them muffled by dipping to catch her nipple again. His hips pistoned deeper, faster, building in friction and power until he wasn't thinking of anything but how she moved and how she felt and Ianto's hands and mouth and the tingle of sweat breaking across his shoulders and down his back.

H e had nothing to say. No lies. No sweet obscenities. He was lost in her and him and them and the moment and the jungle and time.

And it was perfect.

[coffee_sir]

The sounds they were making were intoxicating, and Ianto realized belatedly he was making them too: a soft moan as Ace found a good rhythm, his breath coming shorter and quicker. His hips arching into Ace's touch as his lips found hers, tongue diving passed to taste her, run against her tongue and teeth. His senses were full of them, and when he ran his hand down Ace's skin, it found Jack instead, their bodies so aligned. He threaded his fingers through Jack's hair, encouraging him on, as if he'd need it.

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She'd never felt quite like this. The hands on her skin, the taste of Ianto on her lips- it was too much, and then Jack- God, the way Jack was moving and the sounds slipping from his throat made her want even more-

Her whimpers grew louder, soft moans of sound as her muscles trembled more with every thrust. Her hand that had been been tangled in the sheet above her head ended up on his back, and she pulled back from Ianto's kiss moments before a cry of pleasure slipped from her lips.

Her hand faltered out of the rhythm she'd found, her other scoring Jack's back with her nails as she arched off the sheets, her body tightening around him again and again- almost begging him to come with her. "God-" The word was wrenched from her throat, stars almost dancing in front of her eyes as her whole body trembled and she panted for breath. It'd never been like that, her entire body still shaking after, slowly moving back to find that rhythm again, wanting Ianto to feel- Feel everything.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Oh...fuck me he groaned, unable and unwilling to stop for a moment to control himself. She was all over him, burning and holding and her breath and Into's hands and the way the whole tent warmed with their breath and their bodies and it was just all too much. Jack cought her nipple once again, this time to cover the hitch in his breath if he couldn't hide the fast rise and fall as her drove deep and came hard enough to whimper.

And it only took a moment to recover his wits. Just long enough to catch a breath and rise and twist, his hand eagerly exploring the lines and angles of Ianto's toned body and his lips dropping kisses where he could reach.

[coffee_sir]

Any thoughts that Ianto might have possessed in that time vanished, the very sight of Jack and Ace enough to nearly send him over the edge. The tent was so heavy with heat, and the smell of sweat and sex. It was an intensely intimate moment, as comfortable and relaxed as it was erotic and sensual, and Ianto didn't fight against the moans slipping from his throat, the desire to shut his eyes, fall back to one elbow, succumb to the sensations of hands and mouths on his skin.

He thrust into Ace's grip, coming with a caught breath that disturbed his soft pants of "yes, yes, yes". He fell back fully onto the sheets, slowly recovering his breath and control.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

Ace was trying to goad herself into having enough energy to move, move the rest of her to kiss Ianto, to do something, but then the litany of yes from Ianto's throat stopped abruptly as she felt something wet and warm on her fingers.

She didn't even think as she made a soft sound in her throat, half-turning to press kisses to whatever skin she could reach. It almost seemed she couldn't catch her breath, sweat painting her skin. "God-"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He pulled back gently, sliding free from her, but only to change angle enough to be able to get between her leg and hand and Ianto, licking them clean. Still warm, Jack's tongue skated over her fingers and leg, moving to Ianto's hips and stomach, and finally he closed his lips around the head to take the last drops straight from him.

One knee between her legs, and one between the two of them, Jack stretched up, kissing Ianto, then Ace, the lingering taste of her overpowered by a different taste. He rested his weight on both of them, but not entirely. It had been all three of them up until now...and he didn't want it to end just yet.

[coffee_sir]

The touching did not stop, and Ianto would never complain about that. Breathing open-mouthed, he couldn't do anything but let out an exhaled "Oh, God" at the feeling of Jack's warm mouth. He felt completely relaxed and warm and comfortable, skin against skin against skin, and it was easily the best feeling he'd encountered in a year and a half.

He tasted himself on Jack's lips, grinning slightly as he ran his hand along Jack's side, catching his breath as they kissed. A kiss was pressed to Ace's shoulder, and another further up, and another, and he half-turned as well to reach her neck. "Alright?" he asked softly, with another slight smile.

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Ace whimpered when Ianto's mouth skimmed her neck, the aching muscles of her stomach tightening in reaction as her fingers tightening in his hair. A hand running over her side brought a soft purr of breath from her throat, her head tipping back just a bit.

"... Alright. Very... Very alright." Good. Excellent, maybe. The way they acted- The way they acted with her-

She felt.... good. Felt special, like this- this night was something so... good. She turned her head to catch Ianto's lips, alternatively fearing when it would be over, and wishing for that moment not to come.