The following weekend came around so quickly, the week being lost in work and successfully moving Ianto into the house. It had been a whirlwind of unpacking and organising, mostly on Ianto's part with Jack's attempts to help generally culminating in the two of them christening that particular room, the half empty boxes abandoned until Ianto managed to peel himself out of Jack's arms much later on. Not that he was complaining, mind. They'd settled into cohabitation effortlessly, neither of them having ever been so happy and in love. And they couldn't keep their hands off each other.

"Welcome to our home!" Jack declared with a flair as he opened the front door. The four guests arrived together having shared a taxi. Jack stepped aside to let them in, where Ianto was waiting with a tray of drinks ready, remembering their usual drinks orders perfectly. Jack wrapped a casual arm around Ianto's waist, smiling contently at him,

"You guys are so domestic it's adorable" Tosh smiled, taking her vodka tonic from the tray as Jack softly kissed Ianto's head.

"We know" Jack teased, earning an eye roll from Ianto, "now come on let's sit down, you're making the place look untidy"

The group followed Jack into the living room, Tosh and Owen looking around appreciatively at the warm, tasteful décor. Gwen had been to the house so many times but was pleased to see so many touches of Ianto that had turned the house into a home.

The alcohol was flowing freely and before long they were all well on their way to drunk. Tosh and Gwen were getting more and more giggly with each sip, just adding to the comic value of Pictionary around the dining table. Rhys was looking flushed and was laughing boisterously with Ianto and Owen at Gwen's complete lack of drawing skills. Jack was completely lost as to what was happening in the game, a lot of which had to do with the position of Ianto's hand on his thigh. From above the table Ianto was a complete professional, with no indication of what his left hand was doing. His fingers traced the inseam of Jack's jeans and upwards towards his crotch, scraping his nails along the rough material creating delicious vibrations across Jack's body. Jack was biting his lip desperately trying to stop a moan from escaping as Ianto's hand relentlessly teased him, edging closer and closer to his hardening length only to back away just before his fingertips made contact, Ianto's face giving nothing away as Jack grew harder by the second. He jumped in his seat as Ianto's hand finally ground against him at just the right angle, and Tosh turned to him with a raised eyebrow.

"Sorry" he gasped out, "got a cramp" he turned to Ianto pleadingly. Ianto grinned, suddenly moving his hand from Jack and standing up, excusing himself with a subtle wink to Jack, who stared at him in disbelief.

When Ianto emerged from the bathroom he was unsurprised to find Jack leaning up against the wall waiting for him. He stepped into his eager arms with a grin, resting their foreheads together their lips inches apart.

"God you don't know what you're doing to me, Jones" Jack whispered, bringing a hand up to rest at Ianto's neck, tangling in his short hairs.

Ianto smirked against his lips, "Oh, I do have some idea"

Jack growled, "Driving me fucking nuts"

"Good" Ianto "imagine the release you'll get later after all this tension" he ran his tongue along Jack's lips tantalisingly slow, his hand running along the waistband of the other man's jeans at the same teasing pace. As Jack pushed his hips forward into Ianto's hand, desperate for real contact, the younger man stepped away neatly and headed for the living room,

"Hurry up Jack" he called over his shoulder, "Wouldn't want you to miss your turn"

X-X-X

Pictionary came to an abrupt end when Gwen threw the marker at Rhys' head. He had dared to suggest her drawing of the big bad wolf actually looked far more like her mother, and Jack got a death glare when he'd laughed in agreement. Tosh had ducked from the table and stumbled over to the cupboard where they kept the board games.

"How about Twister, that's always fun to play drunk" Tosh suggested, holding up the box,

"Yeah could do, we haven't got the Twister out in a while, one of the first nights I stayed over wasn't it?" Ianto looked to Jack, who was grinning at him mischievously,

"Oh, yeah, that was a great evening, your flexibility continues to astound me..."

"How about we play a game that hasn't led to sex for you two?!" Rhys laughed, getting up to fetch himself another beer.

"Well it might take a while to think of one" Jack winked, leering at Ianto,

Tosh rolled her eyes, "You're relentless"

"Yep" Jack agreed with a grin, "But Ianto's worse believe it or not"

Ianto grinned smugly, meeting eyes with Tosh who had turned to him incredulously. She blushed and giggled at being caught staring, but she couldn't help it. Seeing this side of Ianto was so refreshing.

"Let's play never have I ever" Gwen piped up, sprawling across the sofa sloshing her white wine as she sat.

"What are we, 12?" Jack raised an eyebrow at his best friend mockingly, who poked her tongue out in response,

"Oh, shut up its funny" Gwen giggled, "Great way to find out the dirt about all of you lot"

"What are the rules? I've never played" Tosh admitted, settling down on the floor next to Owen, stretching her delicate feet into the fluffy rug,

"Basically, someone says something they've never done and if you've done it, you take a drink" Owen filled her in, wrapping a casual arm around her shoulder. Tosh smiled up at him. Rhys returned with his beer and sat gingerly next to Gwen, who glared at him for a moment before grinning and filling him in on the new game plan.

"Right, I'm going first" Gwen declared, "Never have I ever been arrested"

Ianto sheepishly took a sip of his beer, earning him shocked looks from everyone except Tosh who just grinned cheekily at him,

"Ianto Jones!" Gwen gasped, "Share!"

"I was 15 dicking about with some mates, ended up done for shoplifting" he shrugged, "nothing more exciting I'm afraid"

"What a dark horse" Rhys chuckled, "Ok my turn is it? Never have I ever been skinny dipping"

Every member of the group drank and collapsed into laughter at the look of disbelief on Rhys' face,

"Exhibitionists, the lot of you" he shook his head,

Gwen turned to Jack with a playful grin, "Never have I ever starred in a drag show"

"OH is that how we're playing it Miss Cooper?" Jack laughed, taking a sip of his drink, "Well let's see what I can dig up about you then!"

"Don't you dare" Gwen warned,

"Never have I ever peed in the middle of St Mary Street" Jack raised a glass to her triumphantly,

Gwen's eyes widened, "Screw you Harkness" she took a sip of her wine, "It was your fault I was that rat-arsed and you know it"

"don't blame me for your lack of drinking stamina, missy"

"I'll give you lack of stamina!" Gwen shrieked, diving for the liquor cabinet and pulling out a bottle of tequila,

"Are shots a wise idea, love?" Rhys asked nervously, before being silenced by a murderous glare,

"They're a spectacular idea Rhys!" she insisted, pulling the accompanying shot glasses out and filling them up, mainly splashing it all over the coffee table. She was clumsy at the best of times, and the copious amounts of wine certainly wasn't improving that. Ianto winced, imagining how sticky that table would now be. Jack smiled sympathetically down at him, tapping him gently on the knee.

"Sorry, Yan" he whispered to the younger man, "She tends to get a bit overexcited when she drinks"

"So I see" Ianto muttered, then grinned mischievously, "do you know what I tend to get when I drink?"

"From previous experience I'd guess horny" Jack laughed. Ianto's eyes darkened and he growled softly, pulling Jack towards him so their lips were barely brushing,

"you haven't seen anything yet, Jack" he murmured into his mouth, "just the right amount of liquor and I can be very…..innovative" he finished, biting Jack's lip to fully drive his point home.

"Gwen get that bottle over here now" Jack gasped out, trying to subtly adjust his trousers, "I need to get my boyfriend good and drunk…"