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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto is sorting through the bottles in the Astral Bar.  Because of the lack of light he's having to sort by taste, but that's not something he's too worried about right now.

When he manages to find a bottle of high quality whiskey he seats himself on one of the barstools, pouring it into a glass he's already found, tossing it back.  He repeats this a few times before pushing his glass away.  He still doesn't feel any better about this.]

((So.  It's Ianto's 25th... his canon DOB is 19th August 1983.  I swear I'm not just being sadistic. .__.))

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[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack doesn't think it's fair that he had to guess, but he's too busy lapping at Ianto's mouth to bother voicing this]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He can complain later. Right now Ianto's too busy trying to move his stool closer to Jack's without breaking the kiss to listen, anyway.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack seems to be able to tell, because he simply stands and moves close to Ianto, arms wrapping around his waist securely]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Standing is definitely a better option, so Ianto would be doing the same.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack shifts slightly to accommodate the new position, pushing the chair away as he leans forward to deepen the kiss]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto pushes Jack back against the bar, pulling back from the kiss to nuzzle his neck.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack reaches back for a moment to steady the torch, he'd much rather avoid complete darkness thank you, then buries his hand in Ianto's hair, running his fingers through it]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto nips at his neck, sliding one hand into Jack's boxers.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack let's out a soft groan, his other hand slipping under Ianto's shirt]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto hums contentedly, wrapping his hand round Jack's arousal.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack's hips buck into his hand, his eyes half-lidded]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto starts moving his hand, but only applies enough pressure to do little more than tease.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack makes an annoyed, impatient sound deep in his throat] Ianto.....

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He stops what he's doing, pulling back to give him a questioning look.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He let's out a whine before he can stop himself, hips bucking uselessly] Come on Ianto, stop teasing so much....

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto grins, pulling back completely before tugging at one of his wrists.] Bed?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack gives him a look, then grins, grabbing the torch behind him before heading in the direction of the bed]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto's more than happy to follow him.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[And as soon as they reach the bed? Jack let's the torch drop down at the edge of the mattress and starts kissing Ianto again, pinning him down on the bed as he pauses long enough to smirk and mumble something against his cheek that sounds vaguely like 'I think the alcohol just makes you taste that much sexier']

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto makes an impatient sound in his throat, pulling Jack into a deeper kiss as he runs a hand down his back.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack is more than happy to return th kiss, pawing at Ianto's clothes impatiently]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto shifts to make his clothes more accessible, loosening his tie as he does so.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack shifts so that he can get at Ianto's clothes more easily, unbuttoning and pushing aside his shirt, then reaching down to undo his pants. He pointedly leaves the tie where it is]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto frowns slightly, tugging at the tie.] Weren't you supposed to wear your coat when we did this?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack puts slightly, nuzzling at his ear] I try and make a habit of not sleeping in my coat.