Locking the door behind the last patron Jack turned to Ianto. 'You know, if the hospital thing doesn't work out for you I could always put you on the payroll.'

Playing a more modern piece of music he smiled. 'Paperwork or piano player, hmm. You do make it hard.'

'God I hope so.'

Ianto laughed. 'Yeap.' Popping the p he stopped playing and closed the piano lid. 'While I don't see me quitting any time soon, I could be persuaded to drop by on occasion.' He swung his right leg over the piano stool so he was straddling it while facing Jack. 'For the right incentive.'

Crossing the room in long strides Jack slid onto the piano stool facing Ianto. 'I think I can come up with something.' He crashed his lips onto the younger man's and let four hours of frustrated flirting explode as they kissed.

Andy picked his jacket up and headed out into the bar to farewell his boss and decided Jack wasn't going to notice so he ducked out the back door. Making sure to snick the lock so it closed behind him. He shook his head as he climbed into his car and headed for home wondering if his house-mate was at theirs or the new girlfriend's place. Rhys was a good mate but he had the worst taste in women.

Breaking apart the two men panted as Jack looked around. 'I'll check the door is locked and we should continue this upstairs I think.'

'Oh yeah. Might be an idea. Just, make sure you grab your coat.'

'We wont be outside long enough to get cold.'

Ianto shook his head. 'That has nothing to do with it.' He leaned on the piano with a smile. 'I rather find I like the coat.'

'Oh.' Jack's grin grew a little wider. 'Really.'

'Yeap.'

'Mr Jones, aren't you a saucy minx. I just need to do a final sweep and we are done for the night.'

'Hmm, I rather think that we are just getting started myself.'

'Bloody hell, we wont make it upstairs if you keep saying things like that Ianto.'

'I guess you should ask yourself Jack.' He pulled his own coat on, smile innocent. 'Which one of us will be screaming out the other's name first.'

Jack had to take a moment to adjust himself before catching Ianto's eye. 'Maybe you should check the loos are empty and we can get out of here faster.'

'Of course, Sir.' He brushed invisible lint from his lapels and began humming one of the tunes he had played earlier as he moved across the room. He wasn't entirely sure where this playful confidence was coming from but was loving the reaction he was getting as he put a little bit of emphasis on the wiggle in his hips. He knew he'd hit his intended target when Jack groaned.

Locking the safe and his office Jack found Ianto and took him by the hand. 'Come on, upstairs with you.' Heading out the back door and setting the alarm as he locked up he moved around the to the door to his upstairs flat. Pulling Ianto to him as soon as the door was locked behind him Jack decided to start with kissing and unwrap his unexpected gift.

He groaned. 'Upstairs before I have you here and I'm not as young as I was last time I got shagged on a flight of stairs.'

'Way to sell the coming attractions there Jack.' Ianto laughed as he let himself be led up the stairs.

'I wouldn't worry about that.' He winked as he waved at the rooms he was dragging the Welshman though. 'Guided tour, reception room, bathroom, kitchen's there if you want a glass of water. Sitting room, spare room slash storage and this is my bedroom.'

The room was dominated by a large four poster bed, red velvet curtains were tied back and it looked inviting with the matching red comforter. 'How did you know red was my colour.' Ianto laughed as he began undressing. 'Don't forget your coat, Captain.' He turned to find Jack standing there in his socks and his coat and he suspected not much else. 'That works.' Toeing his own shoes and socks off Ianto stood there in his boxers, shirt and tie. Each step Jack took towards him revealed just how little the man was indeed wearing under the coat.

'Take the shirt off but leave the tie.' He commanded as he backed Ianto onto the bed. 'It's a lovely shade of red and it would be a shame to ignore how good you do indeed look in red.'

Ianto grinned as he complied. 'I don't think that will be a problem.' Letting his shirt fall to the floor he propped himself up on his elbows and watched as Jack, having removed his socks, was climbing up his body confirming Ianto's suspicion that he was wearing the coat and a smile and nothing else.

Sunlight dared peek around the curtains as Jack flopped back with a satisfied grin. 'Mr Jones, you do not disappoint.'

'Thank you, now I believe I was promised a full English breakfast.'

'Ah.' Jack rolled onto his side and faced Ianto. 'About that.'

'I also believe I made myself quite clear, about that.' He punctuated his comment with a raised eyebrow.

'I haven't been organised enough to get a proper shop in but I should be able to work some sort of culinary magic.'

'I see.' Ianto brushed a kiss on the end of Jack's nose. 'In that case, that's all you are getting until I get my breakfast although it is practically lunch time.'

Jack rolled onto his back and laughed before swinging out of bed. 'Oh Mr Jones, what am I going to do with you.' He pulled his boxers on and reached for his robe as he watched Ianto pause in the bedroom door.

'I found you to be quite up to the task of figuring that out last night and this morning. I have every confidence in your abilities to work that out to our mutual satisfaction. Sir.'

Jack threw him a tshirt to go with his boxers and grinned as he padded past. 'I'm confident I can do us bacon and eggs and I should have enough bread left for toast but I'm afraid I only have instant coffee.'

'Do you have tea?'

'Is instant coffee really that bad?'

'Given you have not tasted my coffee I am willing to over look the fact you said that.'

Throwing back his head Jack barked out a laugh that curled Ianto's toes.

Ianto smiled to himself as he checked the requisition forms on his desk, not even losing the smile as Owen slapped his form on the pile before making a beeline to the coffee pot.

Throwing himself into a waiting chair Owen sighed. 'I guess that answers my question.'

Looking up a brief frown flashed across Ianto's eyes. 'Did you say something?'

'I asked if you had a good weekend after Tosh and I left but I put that together with the fact you are looking at req forms and still smiling so wasn't sure why I bothered asking in the first place.'

Putting his pen down Ianto brought his hands together and gave a polite smile. 'Whatever do you mean?'

'Well, Monday mornings you are not usually a ray of sunshine when dealing with the requests for, ah, all and sundry and a kitchen sink, I believe is your usual turn of phrase.'

'I should thank you for not trying to say that with a Welsh accent but I don't want to encourage you.'

'That's better, there's my snarky little friend.' Owen leaned back and grinned.

A large American voice boomed into the room. 'Oh there's nothing little -.'

And was promptly cut off at a look from Ianto as Jack and Tosh entered his sanctuary.

'Hello Ianto, I found Jack wondering the corridors and he said he was meeting you for lunch?'

'Oh yes thank you, I must have lost track of the time.'

Owen turned to catch Tosh's eyes and they both gasped. Ianto Jones never lost track of anything.

He blushed and glared at the two doctors. 'Don't you both have things to be doing? Important things that I authorise your wages for.'

'Steady on Jones.' Owen rose to his feet as his pager went off. 'Well, that's me anyway. Catch you kids later.' He looked at Tosh who nodded with a blush of her own.

Ianto raised an eyebrow as he rose to his feet and towards the coffee station in pride of place in his office. 'Toshiko, I thank you for escorting Jack in.' He handed her a cup of coffee and all but shooed her out the door. Taking the cup with a shrug and a smile she melted into her coffee and headed back to her lab.

Sipping the coffee Ianto handed him Jack didn't even bother to bite back his moan of ecstasy.

'Bugger me but that's good.'

With a dismissive shrug Ianto flashed a quick smile. 'I believe that isn't the first time you've said that to me.'

'Yeah well I meant it then too but this is bloody amazing except now you will have to move in with me so I can have coffee every day.'

Ianto perched on the edge of his desk and laughed. 'That would give them something to gossip about I suppose.'

Flashing his best grin Jack set the now empty coffee cup on Ianto's desk and stalked towards the Welshman. 'That wasn't a no.' Stepping into Ianto's space he leaned in and brought their lips together. 'I'll take what I can get.'

Pulling apart when the need to breathe was no loner able to be ignored Ianto shook his head. 'That is at least a conversation for the third date, Sir.'

Jack shivered. 'You have the most sexy accent I have ever heard, it's somewhat distracting.'

'I believe it's the vowels.'

'It's just as well you don't work for me, we'd never get any work done.'

'That'd be harassment.'

Jack started to shrug and nodded instead. 'More than likely.'

'I have a stop watch.'

He raised an eyebrow at the Welshman. 'Oh yes?'

'Yeap. Lots of things you can do with a stop watch.' He leaned back slightly and gave Jack a wicked little grin. 'I'd have to set you time limits for the harassing if I worked for you. Or we'd never get anything done other than each other.'

'You know.' Jack drawled with a thoughtful tone. 'If we pooled our resources and weren't too extravagant I reckon we could both quit our jobs and just spend the next forty years finding that out.' He stepped back with a soft laugh. 'But this isn't the third date.'

Ianto sighed. 'No, it isn't, and if I don't get back to work I wont be bringing much of anything to the party when we do get to the third date because I'll be out of a job.'

'I am still looking for a decent piano player.'

'Ah but Jack.' Ianto smiled. 'Just because I'm wearing clothes doesn't make me decent.'