amythest_n_ice | Oops I did it again (Part 11)

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Ianto writhed as the Doctor pressed deep inside him, moaning low in his throat. He tangled his fingers in the already untidy hair, pulling the Doctor into a deep, tongue tangling kiss.

“God, yessss.” Ianto hissed as the Doctor flexed his hips, nailing his prostate dead on.

The Doctor set a hard, deep rhythm, swallowing Ianto’s soft moans and whimpers in kisses, as his free hand roamed restlessly over Ianto’s torso, tweaking his nipples, caressing his hot skin, gradually stroking lower until his hand reached Ianto’s weeping, straining erection. One touch was all it took to send Ianto toppling over the edge, his passage tightening vice like around the Doctor as he cried out, the sound muffled by the kiss. The Doctor’s own cry of completion a moment later was buried in the heated skin of Ianto’s shoulder.

The Doctor let his weight down carefully on Ianto, and they lay still connected as they panted, getting their breath back. Finally they relaxed, and the Doctor rolled over to the side, pulling Ianto with him so that they lay face to face in each others arms, kissing lazily.

“So gorgeous,” the Doctor said, gently brushing his thumb over one of Ianto’s cheekbones.

“No, Jack is gorgeous, I get cute mostly,” Ianto snorted, then he sighed and leaned his head into the Doctor’s shoulder.

“What’s up?” The Doctor asked, sensing a change in the human’s mood.

“What if something goes wrong tomorrow? What if he stays a child, or trying to change him kills him.”

“He’s still immortal Ianto, it can’t kill him. Well it, can, but he’ll come back.”

“And do you want to explain to a small boy, even one as intelligent as Raiko, that he is never going to get any older, never going to die, because of something that he doesn’t remember happening, will never remember happening?”

“No, we’ll just have to have faith in Toshiko, that she is as good as Jack gives her credit for.”

“She is,” Ianto said.

“So, there is no point us worrying about it too much now. We’ll be back in Cardiff in the early hours of the morning, Tosh and Owen both said they would be in early so that we can get it done before Gwen turns up for work. It will be all right Ianto, it has to be.”

“I guess.”

“Come on, we need to get showered. Alistair said he could only watch Raiko until 2 o’clock, he has to go out this afternoon.”

They got out of bed, and padded through to the bathroom together.

Ianto and the Doctor paused in the doorway to the kitchen, watching with matched fond smiles as Raiko and Alistair worked on a jigsaw puzzle at the kitchen table. Raiko turned and grinned at them.

//We fix broken picture,// he said happily.

//It’s called a jigsaw, and you’re doing very well,// Ianto said, sitting beside him and taking over from Alistair, helping Raiko put it together.

“Thanks for keeping an eye on him Alistair.” The Doctor squeezed his old friends shoulder as he stood up to face him.

“You’re welcome, the little tyke is no trouble at all. Much better behaved than the full sized version. I’ll miss him.”

“I know, so will Ianto and I, but we’re looking forward to getting Jack back too. We’ll let you know how it goes tomorrow.”

“I’d like that, what time do you think you’ll be off tonight?”

“About one, probably.”

“I probably won’t be back by then. Good luck, Doctor, and don’t leave it so long to visit again, old friend.”

“We might all come back next summer, if we can.”

“I shall look forward to it. I especially look forward to getting to know Captain Harkness better, without the contentions of trying to run Torchwood and UNIT causing arguments.”

Alistair turned back to the table, crouching down and ruffling Raiko’s dark hair.

“Goodbye Raiko, it has been very nice meeting you.”

“Good bye,” Raiko said in stilted English.

Alistair smiled and left the room, and the Doctor sat down across the table from Ianto and Raiko.

//What other Earth words have you learned?// The Doctor asked, curious.

“Some. Timmy talk a lot.” The boy shrugged.

“Are you looking forward to going back to Cardiff tonight?”

“The place before?”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Why not?” Ianto asked, surprised.

Raiko frowned for a long moment, searching for the words, then switched back to his own tongue.

//Scary place, didn’t like false woman.//

//False woman?//

//False smile, false caring, horrible.//

//Oh, Gwen. Don’t worry, we don’t much like her either. She won’t be there when we get there.//

//Good.//

Ianto smiled and hugged Raiko lightly.

//So, what do you want to do for your last afternoon here?// He asked.

“Beach?” Raiko asked hopefully.

“All right, let’s get changed then.” The Doctor smiled, getting up and holding out a hand.

Tosh and Owen arrived in the hub a little after 6am and found Ianto in the kitchen making coffee and putting Danish pastries on a plate. The Doctor was standing watching Raiko, who was playing the video game.

“What’s the munchkin up to?” Owen asked, drifting over to watch Raiko. His eyes widened when he clocked the score that was on the screen.

“No way, he can’t have beaten my high score.”

“He has. Surely it won’t take you long to beat his?”

“You have to be kidding, I haven’t even managed to beat my own score.” Owen blurted, then realized what he had said when he heard Tosh snickering behind him. He turned to see her biting her lip as she put the plate of Danishes down on the table.

“Raiko, come on, breakfast,” Ianto said, coming over and putting a tray down with mugs of coffee, a cup of tea and a glass of milk on the table.

“Not finished.” Raiko protested.

“Come on, you’ve been playing for ages,” Ianto said firmly, walking over and hooking an arm around Raiko’s waist, lifting him off the chair and putting him down on the sofa.

“How many goes did he have to get the score that high?” Owen asked.

“One life,” Raiko said, taking the glass of milk that Ianto handed to him and waiting for his pastry.

“No way.”

“Easy game,” Raiko said dismissively.

“How did you do with the device?” The Doctor asked Tosh when Raiko was focused on eating his breakfast.

“As far as I can tell, it’s in working order now. I couldn’t test it though, aside from the chance that it may still burn out, even if it isn’t as jury rigged as I feared, I didn’t want to take the chance Jack’s pattern might be erased from the buffer.”

“No risk of that, they were designed to separate more than a dozen patterns. It’s not worth the risk of burning it out though. Do you have any last minute checks you need to do on it?”

“No, it’s as ready as it’s going to get. Unless you want to check it out?”

“No, Jack has faith in your abilities, we have to trust you as well.”

“Thank you.” She blushed.

“Well, we’d better get to it, if we want to try to change him back before Gwen comes in. Since you dropped off that second device, she’s been coming in earlier and earlier to try to make sure she doesn’t miss anything.” Owen snorted.

“We’ll do it when we’ve finished breakfast,” the Doctor sighed.

“Maybe we should sedate him, we wouldn’t want him to freak out with that thing pointing at him,” Owen suggested.

“Owen is right, we should sedate him.” Ianto agreed.

“All right. No needles though.”

“No, Ianto, you get him another glass of milk, I’ll get something to put in it.” Owen stood up as he spoke, heading towards his domain.

A few minutes later, Ianto and the Doctor changed a drowsy Raiko into a t-shirt and boxer shorts belonging to his adult self, laying him gently on the sofa in his office. Ianto leaned down and kissed the child on the forehead, smoothing his hair.

“Close your eyes, Raiko,” he whispered. Hazy blue eyes drifted shut, and Ianto turned to the Doctor, stepping into his embrace as they watched Toshiko setting up the device.

“Tell me it’s going to be OK,” he said, hiding his face in the Time Lord’s shoulder.

“It’s going to be OK,” he replied, holding him tightly, neither of them could watch as Tosh activated the device, closing their eyes against the blue flash.

Gwen bounced into the hub at 7am, fixing her brightest smile to her face when she realized that the others had got in before her again. Tosh was tapping away at her keyboard, and Owen was glued to his screen, although he didn’t seem to be watching porn for a change, it looked like some kind of medical report.

“Good morning, can I get you two some coffee?” She chirped with forced brightness.

“No thanks, Ianto already made some,” Tosh said without looking up.

“Oh, Ianto’s back?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, right,”

She looked up and saw Ianto and the Doctor standing shoulder to shoulder beside the water tower.

“Hi, did you and Jack have a nice holiday?”

“There were a few ups and downs, but Raiko had a nice time, yes.”

“So, how is he?”

“Pissed, and wanting a word with you about never learning your lesson. A word about still sticking your nose in stuff that is not, and never will be, any of your business. You’re not getting off unpunished this time, PC Cooper.”

Turning at the sound of the familiar American accent, she saw Jack in the doorway to his office, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. There was something dark, predatory to his eyes.

“Step into my office, PC Cooper, we are going to have a little……chat.”

tbc??????????

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No, seriously, only one chapter, maybe two at the very most left. This is your last chance to put in your twopence worth on Coopers comeuppance.

Once this is finished, After the Dancing is Done will be stepping up to the plate, so what do you think I should do, put the first part up again, or just link to it from the second part? Let me know.

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