When Alice left to go and collect Stephen from school it was nearing 3pm. Jack looked at the clock and sighed. He felt guilty. He'd persuaded Ianto to take the day off work and then he'd as good as abandoned him. He wondered whether he should call him. It was still fairly early after all. It wasn't too late to salvage rest of the day.

Reaching for his phone Jack called his lover.

Ianto answered after two rings.

'Hey gorgeous,' Jack greeted him.

'Hi Jack,' Ianto replied and Jack could hear the smile in the Welshman's voice and he felt his heart flutter.

'I'm sorry about earlier,' Jack told him honestly.

'It's fine Jack. You don't need to apologise. Is Alice ok?'

'Yeah,' Jack sighed. 'Her ex husband's a bastard but she'll be ok. What are you up to?'

'Nothing much, just watching a DVD,' Ianto replied.

'Want some company?' Jack asked hopefully.

'Oh I think I could make space in my hectic schedule,' Ianto teased.

'Yeah?'

'Yeah.'

Jack grinned. 'I'm on my way.'

Just over half an hour later, Ianto opened his front door and found himself confronted with Jack carrying a small, overnight case and a large dry cleaning suit bag that was slung over his shoulder.

'Hi,' Ianto greeted him with a smile. 'What's all this?'

'My uniform,' Jack explained as he entered Ianto's hallway. 'I've got to fly to Athens tomorrow morning – training run.'

'Oh,' Ianto replied with a small smile. 'Staying here tonight are you?'

'Erm,' Jack stammered suddenly unsure of himself. 'I mean – well I don't have to – I just assumed...'

Ianto took pity on him and silenced him with a soft kiss on the lips. 'Relax Jack, I was just teasing you. Of course I want you to stay tonight.'

Jack looked so relieved that Ianto kissed him again before taking his suit and hanging it up on the back of the living room door.

'Do you want a coffee?' he asked as he entered the kitchen, Jack following closely behind.

'Please.'

As Ianto turned around and began to fiddle with the coffee machine Jack slid up behind him and wrapped his arms around the younger man's waist, smiling as Ianto automatically leaned into the embrace.

'Do you have to stay over in Athens?' Ianto asked as he added the beans. He felt Jack nod.

'Just overnight; I'll fly back on Thursday.'

Ianto bit back a pout knowing it was churlish to sulk because of Jack's job. He really wanted to make a go of this relationship and that meant that he was going to have to get used to Jack being away sometimes, even if he would miss him.

'I'll call you while I'm away,' Jack promised, softly kissing Ianto's neck.

Ianto couldn't help the grin that spread across his face and he turned in Jack's arms. 'Will you?'

'Of course I will,' Jack replied kissing Ianto's lips softly. The kiss quickly grew more heated as Ianto ran his hands up Jack's back, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. Jack held him close, hands on his hips as he nipped lightly at his bottom lip. Ianto let out a moan of arousal as his hands found their way into Jack's hair, tugging gently.

'God Yan,' Jack gasped when they finally parted for air, he rested his forehead against Ianto's and they gazed into each other's eyes. The words I love you were on the tip of Jack's tongue but he swallowed them down. It was still too soon. He didn't want to scare Ianto off. That was the last thing he wanted. It was definitely too soon to tell him how he felt.

Ianto finished making the coffees and the two men sat together on the settee, Jack's arm slung comfortably around Ianto's shoulders. The DVD that Ianto had been watching was still playing but he had given up paying attention he was focused entirely on Jack; on the solid warmth of his body as he leaned against him; his scent – what was that aftershave? It was divine. He couldn't help but nuzzle into Jack's neck slightly to breathe him in.

'You ok?' Jack asked feeling Ianto shift.

'Yeah,' Ianto sighed happily. 'You smell good. What aftershave do you wear?'

'I don't,' Jack replied.

'What?'

'I never wear any.'

'You smell like that naturally?'

'I guess so,' Jack said with a playful grin. 'It must be the pheromones. That's why you find me so irresistible.'

'Oh really?' Ianto teased. 'Find you irresistible do I?'

'Absolutely,' Jack confirmed. 'I mean, we've had sex how many times over the last few days? You clearly can't keep your hands off me.'

Ianto blushed as he thought about it and felt a spark of arousal. 'You've hardly been trying to fight me off,' he smiled. 'If I didn't know better I'd say it was you who can't resist me.'

'Oh I definitely can't resist you Ianto Jones,' Jack said with certainty as he gazed into Ianto's eyes.

Ianto swallowed hard. Jack's stormy blue eyes were filled with so much emotion and he knew that Jack could probably see a similar depth of feeling reflected in his own gaze; lust, desire and something so much deeper.

'Jack...' Ianto breathed softly before leaning in and kissing his lover on the lips. 'Jack, do you want to go to bed?'

'Oh yeah,' Jack nodded and he took Ianto's offered hand and followed his lover upstairs.

They took their time over undressing each other, exploring each new exposed patch of skin with hands, lips and teeth. When they were both fully naked they lay on the bed kissing and lightly caressing each other's skin, Jack loving that he could make Ianto squirm with his touch. He ghosted his hands up Ianto's sides and then pulled away from the kiss slightly. 'I believe I promised you a massage Mr Jones,' he said.

'Actually Mr Harkness,' Ianto replied with a twinkle in his eye. 'I believe you did in fact promise me a massage and a blow job.'

'So I did,' Jack grinned seductively. 'Thank you for reminding me.'

He rolled Ianto over so that he was lying face down on the bed. 'Do you have any oil?' he asked.

'In the bathroom cabinet,' Ianto replied.

A moment later, Jack returned with the small bottle of coconut massage oil. He straddled Ianto's thighs and warmed the oil on his hands before beginning to massage his lover's shoulders and neck.

Ianto let out a soft moan of appreciation as Jack's hands moved along the length of his spine working out all the tension.

'Feel good?' Jack asked as he continued; loving the feel of Ianto's smooth, pale skin beneath his fingers.

'Yeah,' Ianto sighed.

Jack's hands gradually moved lower, down Ianto's lower back. He forced himself to focus, ignoring his own erection and concentrating only on giving Ianto pleasure. When he finally allowed himself to touch Ianto's arse he felt his lover's sense of arousal and anticipation growing.

'What do you want gorgeous?' Jack asked.

'Fuck me,' Ianto replied, his voice low. 'Please Jack...'

Jack used the massage oil to slick his fingers before carefully sliding two fingers inside Ianto, curling them round to stroke his prostate.

'Oh fuck,' Ianto cried out and Jack chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to Ianto's shoulder. Jack continued his preparations for a few more minutes until Ianto was fully stretched and ready for him. He quickly put on a condom and then began to slide into Ianto slowly, inch by inch.

Ianto loved the feeling of having Jack inside him. With Owen, he hadn't been too keen on bottoming but with Jack it was completely different. Jack treated him like he was precious; he was such a generous lover; Owen had been rather selfish in bed. Ianto's pleasure had always seemed to come as something of an afterthought with him... but it wasn't like that with Jack. Jack was fucking him slowly, passionately, he was taking the time to make sure that Ianto was totally aroused; that he hit his prostate with every thrust... That was when Ianto realised – Owen had fucked him but Jack – Jack was making love to him.

He came hard calling Jack's name and a moment later Jack followed him over the edge. The two men collapsed against each other on the bed. Ianto automatically brought Jack down to lie on his chest, his arms around him as they relaxed in the afterglow of their orgasms. Jack placed soft, loving kisses on Ianto's chest. Ianto closed his eyes. He felt so overwhelmed by the depth of his feelings for Jack he couldn't help himself, the words just spilled from his lips before he could stop them.

'I'm falling in love with you.'

Ianto's eyes flew open in shock and he felt Jack tense in his arms. 'Oh fuck,' he said beginning to panic. 'I'm sorry Jack. I didn't mean that.'

Jack shifted, propping his head up on his hand so that he could look at Ianto's face. 'You didn't mean it?' he asked, his tone strange.

'Yes,' Ianto replied nervously. 'No – I don't know...' he trailed off.

'Yan,' Jack said softly. 'Did you mean it?'

'Yeah,' Ianto was aware that his voice was shaking as he spoke.

Jack swallowed.

'You don't have to say anything back,' Ianto continued. 'I know it's too soon. It's...'

'It's not,' Jack interrupted him.

'What?'

'It's not too soon,' Jack repeated.

'It's not?'

'No,' Jack shook his head. 'I think I'm falling in love with you too.'

Jack almost laughed at the look of surprise on Ianto's face but he didn't have chance to because a second later Ianto was on top of him and he was being thoroughly kissed.

They didn't leave the bed until morning.