A/N: This is the FINAL CHAPTER. I do hope you have enjoyed it. Thanks for reading. Closing comments are greatly appreciated.

Chapter 19

Over an hour later, Jack finally had both officers and bodies removed from his property. In the normal scheme of things, an hour was very fast for all the red tape involved with such events. He had sped up the process with his on hands involvement. Applying pressure to the right individuals hadn't hurt his cause either. Bottom line - he was finished with this case. John Hart was finally in custody, and out of his life. He had been assured by the prosecuting attorney that no bond would be requested in his case. Knowing how the system worked, Jack was confident none would be given. John Hart was a danger to society, and a flight risk. No judge would let him out on bail.

This nightmare was finally over. Other than a obligatory testimony in court, he had washed his hands of the entire mess. His staff was well skilled in these matters. In fact, Jack was debating taking some vacation time. He had weeks due to him. As he proceeded up the stairs, and in the direction of his bedroom, Jack couldn't find a better time for one. Ianto was probably pissed beyond belief by now. He was still manacled to the bed, the drug John had used on him had most likely worn off. Jack was hoping it had. He had no need for a chemically enhanced arousal in his lover. He could produce that all on his own.

Slipping into his room, he smiled hungrily at the man that glared at him from the bed. "Alone at last, Gorgeous."

"It's about damned bloody time, Captain Harkness!" Ianto thundered from the bed. "I'd like these handcuffs off of me... if you please!"

Jack tilted his head as he pretended to give the matter some thought. He had no intention of releasing him from those bonds. At least, not quite yet. There was something infinitely arousing about having Ianto Jones trapped in his bed. Perhaps it was a new kink that he hadn't had previously. Jack realized it could be one of many that would materialize with Ianto in his life. Everything about this man brought out every sexual fantasy he'd ever had... and produced ones he'd never thought of - at least not before knowing him. "I'm afraid I don't please..."

"What!?" Ianto sputtered. "Y-you mean to keep me handcuffed indefinitely?"

Slowly he began to slide out of his clothes, his eyes remaining on Ianto's expression the entire time. His beautiful Welshman wasn't fooling him for a single minute. He was loving this attention. Without a doubt, he was enjoying how Jack lost control with him. Ianto loved being dominated by him... and he was definitely up for that task. After all the fear they had each endured at John Hart's hands, this little visit to the wild, and erotic side would be a much enjoyed trip. He couldn't wait to get his hands, mouth, and body completely on his man again.

Leisurely kicking out of his clothes, Jack affixed a burning look on the flushed face of his lover. "Not indefinitely, Yan. I just want to play a little." Jack licked at his lower lip, as his eyes trailed up and down the body covered only by a thin covering. "And... I think you might want that too."

Ianto gave a nonchalant shrug; he knew his own desire was clearly displayed in his eyes. Jack Harkness was one of a kind. Only this man could revert him from incensed to aroused in an instant. He loved, and desired this man with all that was in him. This entire nightmare had resolved all his doubts regarding their future. It wasn't just sex for Jack; the beautiful, and domineering man loved him in return. Whereas he realized normalcy would probably never play a part in their lives, he couldn't wait to see what it entailed. Ianto figured this was a good enough place to start. "Perhaps. Although, I do think you're a bit presumptuous..."

"All part of my charm, lover." Jack winked as he crawled onto the bed, his hand tugging at the sheet that was the only fabric that now separated them. His eyes lovingly, yet wantonly caressed every inch. "You are so fucking beautiful," Jack rasped. "I'll never get enough of you."

"I hope not..." Ianto whimpered the instant he felt Jack's breath stirring across the flesh of his quickly expanding cock.

"You can count on that-" Jack growled, as he engulfed Ianto in one determined lunge. As much as he had stated he wanted to play... he wasn't playing regarding this. He needed to taste his lover - now. Perhaps it was a affirmation of his feelings for him, and how close he came to losing him today. Jack wasn't sure. All he knew was that he couldn't restrain himself. Jack didn't even intend to try. His tongue stabbed at the slit that already wept for him, his hand firmly enclosing the shaft in his grip; Jack growled as Ianto's taste hit his tongue.

Ianto's head thrashed on the pillow, Welsh curses escaping his lips as he was overtaken with pleasure; his frustration more acute due to his restraints. He wanted to touch Jack so badly. There wasn't anything he had ever needed more. "J-Jack, please..." His heart beat erratically in his chest as he begged his lover, he wasn't certain he could handle it if Jack didn't release him soon. "Uncuff me... n-need to touch you so much."

Jack's eyes lifted to meet the tormented ones of his beautiful lover; they were both dark mirrors of the other. Each of them needed this connection. Neither of them would be satisfied without a full abandonment. Swirling his tongue around Ianto's cock, his hand reached at the side of the bed where he'd tossed his pants. Amazed at his own skill, Jack extracted the keys. He pulled his mouth from Ianto's cock with a loud pop, his body scraping upwards against Ianto's, deliberately rubbing their cocks together. His words were barely audible, when he rasped, "Alright, Gorgeous. I'll release you."

"Thank you..." Ianto whispered, his eyes on the smoldering heat in Jack's as his cuffs were released. He couldn't look away from the primitive desire in Jack's eyes. His lover looked like a savage... and he couldn't wait to feel him taking him again. "Fuck me, Jack. Forget all the rest... just fuck me now."

"That's exactly what I had in mind..." Jack huskily murmured, his hands making quick work of finding a condom and sliding it on. Generously he lubed it up, knowing he wasn't going to have the patience for a slow preparation. He needed to be inside of Ianto more than anything right now. "I need you so fucking badly, Yan."

A soft smile pulled Ianto's lips apart, a gasp emitting when he felt Jack gently pushing inside. "Don't wait for anything, then. I'm more than ready for you." Ianto looked deeply into Jack's eyes, uncaring that his heart was full on display in his own. He didn't have to hide it any longer. Nothing felt better than that. "Jack?" he whispered with a longing in his voice.

Jack paused in his slow progression to ask him, "What is it, Gorgeous?"

"Nothing really." Ianto blushed and smiled. "I love you."

His heart and cock quickening at the same time, Jack leaned forward to brush his lips tenderly across Ianto's. It was amazing that he could be gentle in what had began as a frenzied act... but that was just what this man did to him. Love, pure and simple. He kissed him deeply, his tongue slipping in at the same pace his cock was now sliding into his opening; Jack knew nothing could ever make him feel more complete than this. He was home in every sense of the word. Releasing his lips, Jack returned almost achingly, "I love you too, Ianto Jones. Not only do I love you... but I plan on loving you, and protecting you forever."

Ianto clutched at his lover's hips as they each thrust towards the other, both of them seeking that bliss that could only be so effectively found with the other. He had found his counterpart, his soul mate even. Nothing could ever tear him from this man. After a slow motion that turned into gasps, moans, and vows of love, they each found that blessed release; when they came, they did so with the name of the other man's falling from their lips. Ianto ran his fingers through Jack's now damp strands of hair, his voice breaking, when he said, "Forever. I'll take it. Oh yeah. I'll take it for a start."

The End