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Giving Jack a doughnut had been a bad idea. Giving him a cream filled one had been even worse. Ianto simply hadn’t thought of the consequences when he’d bought them. He simply thought they could both do with a treat as they worked late into the night, waiting for the rest of the team to return. Perched on the edge of Jack’s desk, he ignored his own doughnut, watching instead in morbid fascination, as Jack demolished the sweet offering in two mouthfuls. It never ceased to amaze Ianto how much Jack could fit in his mouth. He shuddered as Jack lick his cream-covered lips, the action conjuring up images in Ianto’s mind of Jack’s lips against his own body, memories which caused a blush to work its way up his pale face. Quickly he looked away and took a nervous bite of his own doughnut.

As Ianto looked away, Jack smiled. He knew what he and the doughnut were doing to the younger man and he loved to tease his welsh tea-boy. With a wicked grin, he leant back in his chair, folding his arms behind his head and launched into a meaningless ramble. He watched Ianto nibble at his doughnut, knowing his words were going in one ear and out the other. Without Ianto realising, Jack shifted his chair, lowering one leg, so that if Ianto stood up he would be caught. Enjoying the moment Jack kept talking nonsense and waited for the moment to pounce.

Jack was right - Ianto wasn’t really listening. All his attention had been stolen by the smear of cream Jack had missed at the corner of his mouth. Every time Jack spoke the smear moved enticingly, and Ianto found himself getting hotter and hotter under the collar watching the inviting smear move.  Without even realising what he was doing, Ianto reached out to brush the offending smear away with his thumb.  As his thumb touched Jacks’ face, Jack caught his hand, causing Ianto to jump surprise at the sudden movement.

As Jack stared questioningly at him, Ianto felt the blush working its way up his face. He gulped hard, trying to decide how to respond. Jack raised one eyebrow, that small movement asking more questions than a thousand words.

Deciding honesty was the best policy, Ianto stammered, “I…I...um sorry, sir, you’ve got some cream…”

He tried to pull his hand back but Jack kept hold of it, pulling slightly on the trapped hand, forcing Ianto to stand up or risk being pulled off the desk and onto Jack’s lap. Ianto suddenly realised the position he was standing in – caught between Jack’s outstretched legs, his hand gripped by Jack – he was trapped. And he was deliriously happy.

Jack, stared hard into Ianto's eyes, his own eyes bursting with erotic joy as he sensed the younger man relax into the situation. Smiling slowly, he sat up, pulling Ianto’s hand up against his lips, and as he brushed his lips against the knuckles, he murmured ”Really?” he paused flicking other kiss against the capture hand, enjoying the gasp that escaped form Ianto’s lips, asking softly “What were you going to do about it?”.

Ianto swallowed hard and as Jack released his hand, and he reached forward, answering breathlessly, his voice thick with desire, “Only this”

Jack’s eyes flashed in delighted surprise as Ianto’s thumb pressed against the corner of his mouth. Brushing the offending cream away until Ianto’s thumb was covered in the sweet mess. As Ianto pulled his hand away, Jack was about to make a flippant comment but the words died on his lips. Ianto slowly straightened and making sure Jack was watching him, carefully raised his cream-kissed thumb to his own lips and slowly sucked it clean. Jack was stunned. He had never felt so turned by such a simple action before.

Ianto felt a surge of pleasure as Jack gazed longingly at him; he could feel the older man’s eyes boring into him as he sucked his thumb clean. Feeling emboldened, Ianto gave his thumb a final lick, noticing with delight Jack’s eyes flash with even more erotic desire. With a slow smile, he lent forward, forcing Jack back in the chair. He took a small step forward and suddenly his legs were pressed against the insides of Jack’s thighs. He felt Jack shift position, and suddenly his legs were gripped between Jack’s thighs. He felt electricity shoot through his body and for a moment it was hard to breath. But then slowly he regained control, forcing himself not to rush what was he hoped was coming.

Ianto continued to lean forward, placing one hand on the back of the chair while slowly he brought his other hand up to Jack’s face. His fingers caressed Jack’s cheek, while he gently ran his thumb along the length of Jack’s lower lip.  Ianto locked his gaze with Jack, and for what seemed an eternity they were frozen in time, neither moving, both simply enjoying the intimacy of the moment. Then slowly Jack opened his mouth, just enough to catch Ianto’s thumb with his lips and ignoring the moan that escaped Ianto’s lips, he drew the digit into his hot, waiting mouth. His tongue swirled round the tip of Ianto’s thumb, flicking the nail and causing the younger man to let out gasps of erotic surprise as Jack’s lips firmly closed round his thumb, drawing the unresisting digit deeper into his mouth. Ianto was on fire, it was one of the most erotic moments of his life and the look on Jack’s face promised it would only get better.

The moment was broken by the large cog door opening, the siren alerting them to the fact the rest of the team were back. Ianto ripped his hand back, stumbling in his haste to get away and put the appropriate space between him and his captain. Jack looked annoyed at first but then softened as he noticed the look of disappointment at interrupted pleasure that lingered on Ianto’s face. Smiling softy at the younger man, Jack got to his feet saying, “Well, better go see what they found out” He was half way out the door when he turned and said suddenly “By the way, next time we have doughnuts,” he paused and grinned, “I get the lick the cream off…” he walked back to stand in front of a now scarlet faced Ianto, he lent forward and with his lips brushing Ianto’s ear, murmured  “And I get to choose which part of the body I lick it off”

Ianto stared in wide eyed amazement as Jack bounded out the office and down the stairs acting as if nothing had happened. Slowly a grin spread across his face as he realised there were plenty more doughnuts in the box left on Jack’s desk.