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[Ianto’s stood on the Astral Plane, looking confused and more than a little concerned over his situation.]

…it must be the Rift. It doesn’t make sense any other way. But why didn’t we pick up anything on the scans? We’d just about got the monitors working again. We should have been able to tell if there was any activity. Unless they were faulty again... that really wouldn’t be all that surprising given how things are right now. Oh, God… Tosh… I can’t just leave her by herself. I’ve got to find a way back.

[He reaches up to his ear, attempting to work his already faulty headset. Unable to get it to work, he sighs, running a hand through his hair.] Hopefully she’ll think of something. The Rift Manipulator; maybe if she could get that working… no… there’re too many risks in that.

[He frowns, unable to think of any other solutions.] But there’s got to be something she can do…

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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto tightens his hold on Jack, opening his mouth so as to allow Jack to deepen it.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack laps at Ianto's mouth, tasting every inch he can reach, both his arms moving down until he has one hand on either of Ianto's hips, pulling him closer]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He willingly lets Jack pull him closer, pressing himself against him as he nips at his lower lip.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack holds him there, his tongue brushing softly over Ianto's lips as one of his hands moves up, pulling Ianto's shirt free, his fingers pressing against the bare flesh]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto kisses Jack a little more feverishly; it's been too long since he's done this, and he's not in the mood to be patient.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack seems to be more than happy to comply, fingers running up Ianto's back, nails grazing against the skin]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto tugs at Jack's braces, pulling them from his shoulder so he can get under his shirt with more ease.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack shifts to allow Ianto better access, even as his hip grinds against Ianto's]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Braces out of the way Ianto slides one hand up Jack's back, the other starting on undoing Jack's shirt.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack puts the slightest distance between himself and Ianto, but only just enough so that he can work on undoing the younger man's pants]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[The distance makes it easier for Ianto to finish unbuttoning Jack's shirt, so he isn't put off by it. With Jack's shirt undone Ianto's hand is freed up enough to shrug off his suit jacket, his other hand moving from under Jack's shirt so he can get both arms free.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack's hand pulls away from Ianto's back long enough to tug the jacket off completely, letting it fall down to the floor. He finishes undoing Ianto's pants and his hand automatically slides in, figners brushing against his arousal]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto pushes himself against Jack's hand eagerly, nipping at his bottom lip as he does so.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack presses his hand against Ianto more firmly, pulling away from the kiss so he can nip at his earlobe, tugging on it slightly]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[The nip on his earlobe gets a groan from him, and he moves his arms from around Jack so he can unbuckle his belt.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack's lips press against the side of Ianto's neck, nipping and lapping the skin as he works his way down slowly, the hand cupping his arousal squeezing slightly]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Belt unfastened, Ianto makes quick work of Jack's fly, hand slipping into Jack's own trousers and taking hold of his erection.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack let's out a breathy groan against Ianto's skin, biting harder at the skin where neck meets shoulders as his hips grind into the hand]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto squeezes his arousal, using his free hand to loosen his tie and get the first few buttons of his shirt undone, because his shirt's really starting to get in the way of Jack.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack's free hand begins undoing the rest, his mouth moving down as new skin is exposed]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto exhales heavily as Jack's mouth begins to move down, applying the slightest increase of pressure to Jack's erection.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack groans again, his own hand imitating the gesture before his fingers start rubbing at the sensitive flesh]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto grips Jack's shirt with his free hand, his other hand mirroring Jack's own actions.]