Bloody Torchwood

Summary: Captain Jack Harkness gets a call at a really inconvenient moment. Jack/Ianto, cameo from President Barack Obama. Rated NC17 for naughtiness.

A/N: If this is not allowed because of it having a real person in it, let me know and I will delete it. But it is only two lines, so hopefully, it is allowed. Thanks.

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"Oh God, Jack. Fuck me," Ianto Jones shouted at the Captain. He was bent over Jack's desk, trousers round his ankles, shirt and waistcoat hanging open as Jack stood behind him, slicking himself up after already preparing Ianto.

"Ready?" Jack asked. Ianto nodded quickly.

"Just hurry up. I need you in me," Ianto said. Jack, happily, obliged and pushed into Ianto, growling low in his throat as he did. Ianto moaned deeply, gripping the sides of the desk in pleasure. Jack gripped Ianto's hips, before moving inside of him, pulling out and pushing in again, teasingly slow. This made Ianto reach round and swipe his arse to make him move faster. Jack laughed before obeyed. They were starting to get lost in each other, when the phone rang. Jack stilled and Ianto took a moment to register what was going on.

"Don't you d ..." he started but Jack had already picked up the phone.

"Captain Jack Harkness," he said, cheerily down the phone. "Wow, it's wonderful to speak to you finally, Mr President." Ianto reached round and nipped Jack hard. Jack swatted his hand and he rested the phone between his cheek and shoulder, returning his hands to Ianto's hips where he began moving again. Ianto moaned deeply, causing Jack to grin.

"Yes, we do our best to try and keep the world ..." a moan escaped his throat as he pounded into Ianto. " ... as safe a place as possible. No, I'm fine. Stubbed my toe!" He moved in and out of Ianto faster, causing beautiful friction between them.

"We have five members in our team ..." Jack said, trying not to moan down the phone again as he began telling the President what his team members did. "And we have Ianto Jones. He's our main archivist. He usually comes and goes when he pleases ..." he heard Ianto snort with laughter, mixed with a growl in his throat as he neared orgasm. "But I have him well trained ... for field work I mean ..." Jack was nearing his own orgasm and he reached round and started stroking Ianto's cock in time with his thrusts.

"You have our best interests ... OH GOD ... at heart, Sir," Jack said down the phone, a few more thrusts into Ianto and it sent him over the edge. A few more strokes of Ianto's cock, and he exploded all over the side of Jack's desk, before he collapsed on top of it, trying to keep silent as Jack spoke on the phone.

"I'll look forward to speaking to you again. Bye for now, Mr President," Jack said, before slamming down the phone and collapsed onto Ianto's back.

"You bastard! Can't believe you answered the phone!"

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President Barack Obama put down the phone in his office in the White House, before smiling and shaking his head.

"Bloody Torchwood!"