Janto ||| One Shots

Tonight-Janto (SMUT)

Jack's POV:

I came to work after stopping at a hotel. I needed to sort my head out. Gwen had me wrapped around her pretty little fingers and oh how I hated it. She knew I loved her. She'd tease me and play with my emotions. Lead me in and break me. I needed to move on. But how can I just rid of feelings? I never have been able to, usually, it was always the other way around. I sit down with an empty cup. I need someone who's there for me. Someone who would love me for my flaws. Someone who'd make me a warm...cup...of coffee.... Ianto. I've always loved Ianto but since Gwen came in, I haven't really told him. Honestly, it's hard since Lisa. Maybe he still hates me for it. Maybe he'd think I killed her to have him to myself. I think about him a lot. Not just sexually but waking up to him. Not only as a business partner but as a lover, a boyfriend. I've flirted with him on many occasions but I don't know if he knows that was me loving him and not just me being me.

-Time Skip-

He looked at me. He did. And there was something I hadn't noticed. He looked at me the way I look at him. No. He couldn't have. There's no way. I couldn't ever have my way with him, he's too smart for that.

Ianto's POV:

Him. It's weird. We're weird. We've been intimate but, that's it. Complicated. That's what we are. I don't think there's any love there, especially from his end. I'm just a side sex doll. I look at him frequently and he never notices. I admire his jawline and his smile. His beautiful eyes and...no. He's my boss. I'm straight. Him. I love him. That's so weird to say. Boyfriend. Husband. It's weird but not wrong. I turn on the coffee machine and stare at the warm liquid pouring into his favourite cup. I'm not someone he notices. I never have been. I'd just scurry around and because Gwen has Rhys and Tosh has Owen and Owen has almost every girl in Cardiff, he's left with me. I grab his full cup and knock on the door.
"Sir, your coffee." I wait, it seemed like hours until he opened the door and I was greeted by a tall, handsome figure. I couldn't think of anything but him, him here and now. Him when we're together. Together. We're not...really together per say. More like, friends with benifits. No, colleagues with benifits.
"Ianto." he states. Oh the way he says my name. I'd love it to be daily. "Ianto?" he repeates, slightly with more concern.
"Oh, yes sorry sir, I must've lost myself in thought, your coffee?" I panic. I know him and he knows me. He knows me enough to not just get lost in thought. He takes his coffee and places it down, signalling me in.
"Ianto Jones, what's bothering you. I've been watching and you're spacing out a lot." he ponders. I couldn't let him know I've been having a mix of both fantasies and doubts.
"You've been stalking me, sir?" I reply swiftly, I want to get him off my back
"Not the point Ianto" he looks at me with a mixture of concern and strictness in his eyes.
"Sir I'm... I'm fine. I'm just thinking a lot." I'm digging myself into a deeper hole.
"Of what, Ianto?" he places his hand on my shoulder.
"Of you, sir. Of us." I reply. Why did I just say that? Fuuuuck.

Jack's POV:

"Of you, sir. Of us" he replied. I can tell he regretted saying anything.
"Of us, Ianto?" I question. Us. Ianto Jones and I. Me and him. "Us, sir" he repeates. He's shifting uncomfortably. What's stopping me from kissing him here and now?
"Ianto..." I begin and he cuts me off.
"There is no us sir, I understand. I understand there can't be and won't be. I understand you don't see me as an us, sir. I've just been thinking, what if?" I feel bad. I wasn't gonna say that but that's what he thought. I paced forward and he looked at me in confusion. I had no lust. No want for anything more than this. I held his hips and pulled him towards me in a deep kiss.

Ianto's POV:

He's kissing me. Oh my god. Does he want to fuck me? I don't understand. I reach for his belt.
"No, I want to show you that you mean more than that to me Ianto. I want to show you that I really...like you."
That's the closest I'll get to a 'love you' off of him.
"Sir-Jack...I want to." I reply. I love him and this time it won't just be sex, it'll be love making.
Jack nods and gives everyone an early leave in which they took without question.
He pins me against a wall in a passionate kiss, our lips moving in sync. I felt my trousers grow tight as the friction of his bulge was turning me on.
"Fuck Jack just-" I attempt to say. He knew what I was saying because he started to remove my shirt as I was left there catching my breath. He removed his jacket and I removed his suspenders. I then took the first move in kissing him back while unbuttoning his shirt.
"This is a new side of you, Ianto Jones" he whispers, I can hear the smirk on his voice which only turned me on more. I palm him through his trousers, hearing moans escape his mouth.
"F-fuck Ianto I-" he tried completing a sentence but couldn't out of the pleasure I, Ianto Jones, had been giving him. I pull down his suit trousers and dark red boxers. His erect cock slapping his stomach which made him moan slightly. I removed my trousers and underwear leaving us both fully unclothed.
"Turn around" I demand, I have to admit, dominating Jack was turning me on as much as it did him. He turned with hesitation. I grabbed his belt from his trousers and whipped him across the ass with it. A small moan of pain and pleasure escaped him. He flinched slightly as it was without warning. I lubed myself up, ready.
"Are you ready, slut?" I protest. A small nod was seen. We both wasn't used to this but its something I've wanted to try.
"I didn't hear you, speak up!" I yell, whipping him once more.
"Yes, master" he replied in a flustered tone.
I inserted my dick into his ass, making his back arch, his ass still twitching from the whip.
"Ianto~" he moaned.
"What did you just call me?" I sharpishly say, demeaning him.
"I-I'm so sorry master, won't happen again" Jack replied, shaking.
"Good slut" I praise in reply.
I push into him more, each time getting harder.

Jack's POV:

Fuck, this was hot. I've been with many people but no one quite like this and I've had to admit, it turned me on. My thoughts were racing, I couldn't focus.
"Harder, Master!" I call out, he slaps my ass once again.
"Beg, bitch"
I try to wiggle to get more friction.
"Harder, Master, Please..." I beg. He slams into me, making my dick twitch. I start to stroke it with the friction.
"Stop that!" he demands. I remove my hand almost immediately. I feel his cock twitch inside of me.

Ianto's POV:

I was ready to cum.
"Slut, start stroking your dick now and do not release until I say!" I demand, my movements getting sloppier and breathier.
"Okay Master" he replied.
He started to rub and hearing a mixture of moans filling the room would've been heard by all of Cardiff.
"3....2....1" I demand
We both release and my legs finally collapse as I fall onto the floor, both breathing heavy.
"Ianto Jones..." he starts off, my heart still beathing inside my throat.
"You're a fucking amazing boyfriend"
Boyfriend? Did he just call me his boyfriend?
"Boyfriend, Sir?" I hastily reply.
"Boyfriend. Have a problem with that, Ianto Jones?" he grins.
"No, not at all sir"
"And you can lose the sir, after tonight, I should be the one calling you sir"
I giggle, "I'd much prefer you didn't, Jack."

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A/N: There won't be many author's notes but I just wanted to say this was my first smut and I think I did pretty well, I hope you did too.