This final chapter is dedicated to my wonderful Beta milady_dragon.

Please Note: Lines with an * are meant to have a line through them.

Practicing Domestic

Shaking out the sheets from the packet along with the pillow cases, Ianto loaded them into the washing machine. Picking up the cardboard inner he read through the washing instructions. He measured out the washing powder and then turned the machine on. Turning he now walked towards the bedroom to give Jack a hand.

Opening the door he saw Jack had a crumbled sheet of paper in his hand and was ticking what looked like an item on a list. Jack startled looking sheepish he quickly pushed the sheet into his back trouser pocket.

"Right let's get this off," Ianto said as he went to helping Jack pull off the large plastic cover off the mattress.

"I love it when you talk dirty," Jack replied.

"What was that you had," Ianto asked as they heaved together.

"What?" Jack replied in all innocence.

"In your hand, it looked like a list."

"Nothing," Jack said shaking his head as he helped Ianto fold up the huge sheet of plastic.

"Looked like something," Ianto asked intrigued.

"No, nothing important," Jack said they now lifted and manoeuvred the mattress on to the base.

Jack now sat on the edge bouncing up and down testing its firmness. Ianto came past him picking up pieces of cardboard protector from the floor. Grabbing him he pulled him on to the bed.

"I can't wait to christen this," Jack told him as Ianto threw all the cardboard into the air as he wrapped his arms around him,

"I've put on the new sheets on to wash…so it shouldn't be too long and we can…" He pulled his hand down and pulled out the sheet from Jack's trouser pockets.

"Ah ha," Ianto said as Jack wrestled with him.

"That's private," Jack told him as he tried to grab it back.

Ianto twisted to the side and held the paper out of reach.

"Playing dirty, ha!" Jack said. "Two can play at that." He began to tickle him.

Roaring with laughter, Ianto bucked and twisted about sharply under Jack's assault but still managed to keep the paper just out of reach.

Several frantic moments of wrestling passed when Ianto said panting, "Let me look and I promise I'll take you as rough as you like tonight."

"Tempting offer but I had plans for you tonight." Ianto drew him into a hug and Jack put his head on his chest.

"We can do both," Ianto shook out the paper.

"I was marking this one off," Jack said as he pointed at the fifth item on the list as Ianto kissed him.

Supermarket shopping,*

going for walks,*

holding hands,*

going on a mini break,*

buying a bed,*

moving into together,*

making slow passionate love (as much as possible)

waking up together*, after all the passionate love making)

sharing breakfast*, after a night of passionate love making

setting up a home*, where we christen every room*

arguing what colour the kitchen should be , followed by great make up sex.

sitting at home eating a curry watching some stupid movie curled up a sofa with my head on your shoulder your arms around me or vice versa*,

Real conversation*

Talking about something stupid on television*

"We still need to argue over the colour of the kitchen, but we can do the makeup sex first," Jack told him. I added a few notes," Jack said as he pointed the extra bits he had added.

"I see," Ianto commented with approval. "And several are not marked off." They reach towards each other and kissed.

"There's more," Jack said turning over the paper

Tell Ianto I love him.

Cook him breakfast.

Taking Spud for walks.

Get married.*

Tell Ianto I love him.

Buy another dog in case Spud gets lonely.

Take him ice skating Rockefeller Centre.

Practice kissing with Ianto.

Birthday surprise.

Christmas

Surprises

Take him out for lunch

Make sure Ianto never forgets how much I love him.

"I'm a bit out of practice with the domestic side of things," Jack admitted.

"Yes you need to improve your cooking skills if you want to cook me breakfast."

"As long as all I have to do is open a packet I'm fine," Jack told him honestly

"Well I thought we should start with something simple, like toast."

"Are you sure you can trust me after the last toast fiasco?" Jack pointed out.

"I'm sure practice makes perfect," Ianto said as Spud leapt up to join them.

"Good because I want to master the prefect fried egg, on toast," Jack admitted.

"150 plus years Jack, frying an egg, it's not rocket science." He shook his head.

"Then I want to move on to bacon, and hash browns and I've always wondered what you do with black pudding."

"I think we'll stick with toast, master that first," Ianto teased.

"A roast, I love roasts. What amazes me Ianto is everything starts at different times but you manage to get everything to come together at the same time."

"It's easy Jack, you just put the food in that takes the longest first," Ianto said. He heard the washing machine finish.

"Don't spoil the mystery, it's like magic," Jack told him as Ianto pulled away and headed to the put the sheets in the dryer. Jack now got up and headed to the kitchen with Spud following up fast behind.

Pulling on his trainers Jack now took the lead. Spud jumped up, excited, then sat back waiting with eager anticipation her whole body quivering.

Clipping the lead on he turned to Ianto who was now also ready to go out. "It's cold, does she need a coat?" Jack asked.

"I'll grab one," Ianto agreed disappearing and returning a few moments later with a padded dog jacket. Jack opened the door.

"Blue is so her colour," Jack told Ianto who was slipping the dog coat on.

"I've brought a spare just in case." He pulled a green tartan coat from his pocket.

Jack picked her up and Spud licked Jack's face. "You need to learn some self-control," he told her fondly as Ianto joined him.

"It's a walk in the park with ducks, Jack."

"Ducks!" Jack said to her. He put her down and she almost exploded out the door.

"I think we could have the argument about the colour of the kitchen," Ianto teased as they made their way into the park.

"Yeah," Jack said as Spud bounded ahead.

"I was thinking black."

"Black, I was thinking red," Jack replied

"Red, are you mad? This is not the eighties…." Ianto snorted as they walked down the path towards the lake.

Spud looked about. Her eyes scanning the lay of the land, she saw a feather.

"Ducks!" She barked out as her new daddy undid the lead and she was off.