[for Ianto re:Ace]

[more_flexible]

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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[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

Ianto's name was the only thing that begged to slip from her lips, but soft gasps and moans replaced the word. Her leg was tight around his hips, her own body flexing and rising to meet every thrust. It took her a few moments to find that rhythm, but once she did she didn't think she'd ever lose it.

Her mouth mated with his as she actively tried not to claw his back even though she never wished to hurt him. "Good- Oh, Ianto-" Her breath caught in a high pitched whimper, feeling the muscles of his back shift as he moved.

[coffee_sir]

Near constant low moans of pleasure were muffled by her skin as Ianto devoured her skin. He didn't bite, didn't suck hard, not wanting to leave a mark that would serve a reminder of the night, or imply something that wasn't-- that she was his. But every inch of her skin that he could reach was touched with palm or fingers, lips or tongue, teeth and hot breath.

Shifting her hips only slightly, then running his fingers along the underside of her thigh, Ianto pushed as deeply within her as he could manage. Not rough, but insistent and strong, wanting her to feel him and him to feel her.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

Her head tipped back when he shifted his hips, her nails digging into that unmarked skin even as her thighs shifted higher. It was so different, and so good at the same time. His body sliding in hers, that closeness, and God every time he moved just the right way-

Her body tightened around him, giving what was possibly the best positive reinforcement as she whimpered low in her throat. "Ianto-" She could feel her muscles starting to tighten, that low ache in her stomach that would end up being so bloody good.

[coffee_sir]

"God, Ace," he groaned out, his breath short pants against the crook of her neck. He was so close, he could feel it, feel her, feel the heat between them building up to just that edge of pleasure. But he wanted to hold out, hold on, make sure she came first.

Eyes shut, Ianto found that spot just beneath her ear again, first with tongue and then with a light graze of teeth. "Ace." It was almost a whimper, like a plea, full of need and want.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

That did it. That skim of teeth made her nails bite into his back, a cry slipping from between her lips as her legs tightened around his hips. "G-God, Ianto-" Her body shook as she bit her lower lip, her back bowed underneath him as she felt pleasure just explode through her body.

She'd never expected this, to have this moment with him, not after before- But she wasn't thinking of that, just of the way he felt and how warm he was and how bloody good this felt.

[coffee_sir]

He could feel her tighten around him, and the moment the words slipping from her mouth, Ianto let go too, coming with her, hard and gasping. Lazily thrusting into her a few more times, still holding on to the tail end of that rhythm, Ianto rested his forehead against hers, eyes shut as he panted to catch his breath. Ianto licked his lips and, blindly, pressed them lightly to her mouth, her jaw, open mouthed kisses so he could gulp air but still taste her.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

Her leg slipped from his hip to the back of his thighs for a moment, before she pulled in a trembling breath. Her hand skimmed his sweat-dampened hair, and she sighed low in her throat, her head tipped back.

"Oh, Ianto-" His name was a slur from her lips, her breath coming in fits and starts as she forced herself finally to reopen her eyes.

[coffee_sir]

There was a moment -- while he just laid there pressed against her, her fingers in his hair, the sounds of the jungle mingled with her breathing -- that Ianto wished that it could be this way ... for a good long time. Forever seemed impossible, but he thought he could be quite content to lay this way tomorrow, and the day after, and many days and nights after that.

But then Ianto opened his eyes and remembered himself. Remembered that this was only for tonight, and for Ace. He missed this closeness, desperately so. But he knew better than to say anything about it. "Alright?" he asked softly, nuzzling at her cheek as his breathing evened out, a light smile on his face, knowing what the answer would be.

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She purred low in her throat, and her mouth found his, lazy and sweet. "Mmmhmm." She skimmed her fingers down over his back, her eyes half-lidded with those lovely afterglow bits that she was learning to love.

"You?" She didn't particularly care that she was in the grass and bits of plants tickled and there were surely bugs and things, just because this- the solid weight of him on her, his lips against her skin was something that could almost make her heart stop with how perfect it was.

[coffee_sir]

"Very good," Ianto answered, his voice low and soft. He nuzzled into her neck again, a hand sliding down her side to rest at her hip. It was a steadying movement, because he then carefully pulled out of her, shifting onto his side.

Propping himself up on one elbow, Ianto gazed down at her, the hand at her hip gently running up and down her skin, though he already knew that in moving, some of the magic had been dispelled. Which was as it should be. "We shouldn't stay out here too long."

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

She nodded, and leaned up on her elbows, wincing as she shifted the stick she'd apparently been on from under her. "I think I'm going to go rinse off-" Her back was covered with various bits and leaves and smushed up green bits.

"You should get some sleep. Alright?" She wasn't quite sure what to do now, and having a readymade excuse as to why to go away seemed a blessing.

[coffee_sir]

"Alright," Ianto replied softly. It was probably better that she was the one walking away, but it didn't do anything to soothe Ianto's nerves. He wanted this to be the right thing, for things not to be awkward later, and he wasn't sure if a little awkwardness right now was indicative of their future or not.

He lifted his hand from her hip, cupping her cheek gently for a moment. Then Ianto leaned in to give Ace a light, soft kiss, nothing more than that, but probably more than he'd every allow himself to give her again. "You be sure to sleep, too," he said.

[pawnoffenric.livejournal.com]

"I will." Her voice was quiet, and she leaned up impulsively, and kissed him again, still light, gentle, barely a press of lips- It just felt right, and her fingers ghosted over his chest for a moment before she quirked a smile.

"Sleep good, Ianto."