OKAY, SO I DID WRITE THE LAST CHAPTER OF THIS, BUT HAD SO MANY REQUESTS TO CONTINUE IT, THAT I DID. HERE IT IS AND THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER SO ENJOY… [WARMING EXPLICIT M/M SEX]

A Taste of Heaven

TWTWTW

Jack lead Ianto into the bedroom, standing him on the right side of the bed as they face it from the door. Ianto watched Jack, trust written all over his face. Standing before him, Jack slowly undressed himself, placing his clothes on the chair next to the double bed; a feet in itself, for Jack. When he was down to his boxers, Jack turned to the younger man beside him, starting to undress him, too. Ianto didn't try to stop him, but let Jack carefully take off each piece of clothing, adding it to his own. When they were both down to their boxers, Jack pulled back the covers and Ianto got onto the bed. Moving round to the other side, Jack got on as well. Ianto laid down, facing Jack, as the older man took him into his arms, kissing his forehead, his button nose, his sensuous lips. Ianto moaned softly, leaning into the kiss. When they broke apart, both men were breathing heavily.

"I-I don't know…what to do…." Ianto stammered, feeling stupid that he'd said anything, then trying to laugh it off.

Jack smiled. "It's okay. We don't have to do anything. I'm quite content to just hold and kiss you." Jack planted a kiss on Ianto's forehead, reassuring him.

Ianto turned trusting eyes to Jack, warming his heart. "I do want you. It's just…." he sighed. "I'm….just not ready to go all the way yet," he laughed again, almost childlike. "I sound like a sixteen year old with her first big love."

Jack smiled. "Sounds kinda cute, to me."

"Thought you might say that." Ianto snuggled down, putting his chin on Jack's shoulder, nuzzling his neck. "We….could touch."

"Mmm, I'd like that."

Releasing his hold on Jack, Ianto turned onto his back, allowing the older man to lean over him. Their lips met again in a bruising kiss. Tracing his hand from Ianto's neck to his chest, Jack turned his attention to the younger man's ear lobe, which elicited small whimpers from Ianto. His hand gradually went lower, so did Jack's kisses. Ianto writhed under his careful administering.

"You like that, huh?" asked Jack, making eye contact.

"Yes…"

Jack continued his assault on Ianto with his hand and mouth, taking a nipple into his mouth, while he gently squeezed the other with his finger tips.

"Jack!"

Jack smiled around the nipple, bringing it to attention, while his hand went lower over Ianto's taut stomach.

Ianto drew his fingers threw Jack's hair, caressing his back. He'd know pleasure before, but not like this. And not with another man. Jack knew just how to touch him. Where to touch him and Ianto's body came alive once again. He ached for this man. His lover.

Jack's mouth went lower, kissing the skin around his navel.

"Lift your hips for me," said Jack, taking hold of the waistband to Ianto's boxers. Drawing them down slowly, he marvelled at the beautiful, naked man before him. "You are so beautiful." His hand brushed against soft pubic hair, now damp from pre-cum. He smelt the muckiness of the Welshman and drank him in. His hand finally captured Ianto's erection, his thumb moving over the slit, covering his fingers in the pre-cum. His mouth joined his hand, as they worked their magic.

"Oh, God!" Ianto cried. "Jack!"

It was enough to undo Jack, but tonight was for Ianto. Taking control of his emotions, Jack took him into his mouth, his tongue licked and sucked, while his hand cupped his balls tenderly. Taking the cock all the way into his mouth, Jack moved his hand to stroke Ianto's inner thigh, making him part his legs. His fingers where still wet, as he found Ianto's entrance and rimmed it with one finger. He felt Ianto tense, so he stopped and then tried again. The younger man relaxed, allowing the digit to push passed the muscle and enter him up to the first knuckle. Moving it slowly in and out, Jack released Ianto's cock and took one of his testicles into his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue. Ianto pushed his hips up, encouraging Jack, who went back to sucking him off, his finger going in a little further. Ianto's hips thrust up, pushing him deeper.

Jack smiled.

"Oh, Jack…the-there!"

Jack brushed his prostrate over and over again and Ianto moaned with pleasure. He continued to suck Ianto and then pushed his finger all the way in, working it, working that spot, in rhythm to Ianto's thrusts.

"I'm…so close…Jack!"

Jack's finger worked fasted, moving in and out of Ianto's body. Jack pushed Ianto's legs further apart, lifting one leg over his shoulder. His head and hand were now between the Welshman's legs, working Ianto into a frenzy. Pushing him closer to the edge with every stroke. Heeling the body below him trembling.

One, two three….Ianto felt his stomach tighten. Three, four, five...his orgasm took over. He thrust his hips up to meet Jack's hungry mouth and probing finger.

"Jack! God! Oh, God! N-no!" His body shuddered as ecstasy took over. He bucked into Jack's mouth, releasing his load, then collapsed, spent on the pillows, trying to catch his breath.

Jack swallowed the creamy seed, as Ianto stilled and lay sated. Then he removed his finger slowly, smiling at his lover. He moved Ianto's leg and relaxed on the bed, pulling the panting man into his arms, and covering them with the thin sheet.

"T-that was amazing!" said Ianto, breathing heavily.

Jack kissed him. "Mmm, thought you might enjoy it."

Ianto laughed. "That, Jack, is an understatement."

"It gets better."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

They lay in each other's arms for another thirty minutes, until Jack's stomach began to make noises.

"Better feed you, before you start on me again," quipped Ianto, pushing back the sheet. He strolled naked to the bedroom door, retrieved a robe and went out into the hallway.

Jack smiled to himself. "Would that be such a bad idea?"

"I think you would still be hungry, Cariad." Ianto called back.

Jack got up and put on his trousers and undershirt, following Ianto into the kitchen.

"I've put the oven on. It won't take more than 20 minutes.

Jack kissed the nape of his neck. "Good. I'm starved."

"Really?"

"Mmm."

Ianto chuckled, feeling at ease with his lover. "Go lay the table, please."

Jack swatted Ianto's butt. "Sure."

Just over 20 minutes later, they were sat at the table eating dinner.

"This is delicious!"

"Glad you like it."

"You are one hellova cook, Ianto Jones. I think I'll keep you."

"Mam taught her little boy well." Ianto said, smiling.

"Yes, she did."

After they had eaten, both men went into the living room to sit side by side on the sofa, glass of vintage wine in their hands.

"Wow! This is really good!" said Ianto, taking a sip.

"Should be. Cost £30 a bottle. It was a lot of money back then."

"And worth every penny." Ianto's eyes shone with love and were dark with desire, as he took Jack's glass from him and put his and Jack's down on the coffee table. Leaning over, he kissed Jack on the lips. "I want to make love to you, like you did me," he whispered.

Jack melted against him. "Mmm, I'd like that."

Ianto carefully stood up, dropping his robe to the floor, then holding out his hand to Jack, who took it. He stood beside the younger man, as Ianto undressed him. Trembling fingers worked the button and zip on Jack's trousers, but Jack didn't try to help. This was Ianto's moment. And he was winning. Slowly the trousers fell to the carpet, followed by the boxers. Jack stepped out of them. Next came the undershirt, revealing Jack's magnificent chest. Ianto gently pushed Jack back down on the sofa, covering his face in kisses. Moving his hand down Jack's torso, Ianto knelt on the floor between Jack's slightly parted legs. He then moved his hand over his lover's stomach in tiny circles, until he reached his goal. He smiled against Jack's neck, feeling his erection growing even harder, if that were possible. Tentative fingers traced lines the length of Jack's cock, causing him to arch his back up against the Welshman's fingers, wanting more.

"I love you," Ianto whispered into the older man's ear. "And I want to please you."

"You are," Jack answered, his breath catching in his throat, as Ianto entwined his fingers around Jack's length.

Ianto continued to work Jack's erection, slowly kissing his way down to his stomach. Looking back up at his lover, Ianto saw Jack smile, as he took him into his mouth. Jack called out his name and whispered "I love you." It was all the encouragement Ianto needed. He licked up and down Jack's length, tonguing the slit, making it leak with pre-cum. Jack pushed up into his mouth, meeting every movement from the Welshman, who's hand was now caressing his swollen balls.

Jack loved this beautiful man with all his heart. Had never loved anyone as much as he loved him. Probably never would again, either.

Ianto continued to taste him. Fondle him. Caress him. Seconds later, Jack felt his balls tighten, and he could hold back no longer. With a final few thrusts of his hips, Jack came in Ianto's mouth, running his hands through the younger man's hair. "Arh! Ianto!"

Ianto let Jack's flaccid cock slip from his mouth, as he still caressed his balls. Then he moved to sit next to the immortal one, enclosing him in an embrace that brought tears to Jack's eyes.

Ianto looked confused. "Are you okay, Jack? Did I hurt you?"

"Mmm, no. I'm fine. Just...happy."

Ianto snuggled closer. "I don't ever want to move."

Jack laughed. "Me neither."

TWTWTW

Fin