prompt #346 - Non Sequitur - Attraction - slashluv18 - Torchwood

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Title: Attraction
Fandom:> Torchwood
Prompt: #346 – non sequitur
Warnings: AU, homosexuality, sexual content, not a brit picker and I don't have one
Pairings: Owen/Ianto, Jack/Gwen, Rhys/Gwen
Rating: R
Word count: 1,782
Summary: Owen and Ianto discover an attraction. Can it turn into more?
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Notes: My eighth week. I have never actually seen Torchwood; it's on my to-watch list. All my knowledge of the show is from fanfiction and youtube videos so forgive me for any inconsistencies, but since it's AU, there shouldn't be many problems. This is AU after Countrycide. In this version, Jack and Gwen start shagging instead of Owen and Gwen and Owen goes to Ianto's flat to check his injuries after the cannibals. I'm also going to assume for this story that Ianto and Jack don't begin having sex until after Countrycide. I've made other assumptions as well, but since this is AU, I'm going with it due to it working for the story.
Feedback: Yes, please!

Ianto winced as Owen applied pressure on his ribs. He smirked as Ianto's fists clenched.

"You're getting a kick out of this, aren't you?"

"It's a perk of the job Teaboy." He continued to examine the ribs which were sporting a nice back and blue coloring. "They're not broken, but two of them are fractured."

Ianto watched as Owen carefully bandaged his torso. "Thanks."

Owen ignored him.

Ianto took a deep breath. He wanted to clear the air once and for all and this seemed like the perfect opportunity. "Owen, I'm sorry for everything I did. I know you hate me because of Lisa. I loved her though and if there was even a small chance to save her I had to take it. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me one day." Ianto stood up and went to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. He had a feeling he wouldn't be sleeping tonight.

Ianto stiffened as he felt a hand land on his shoulder, wondering if was going to be punched.

"I don't hate you," Owen's gruff voice began.

Ianto turned, leaning against the counter.

"I was engaged to a woman named Katie who was killed by a parasitic alien tumor. It's the reason I became inducted into Torchwood. I saw myself in you."

"What do you mean?" Ianto asked, brow furrowing.

"If Katie had been in Lisa's place, I would have done the same thing and—"

"And you hated that about yourself." Ianto finished, understanding dawning in his eyes. Owen looked away and Ianto carefully wrapped his arms around Owen's torso in a soft hug, not wanting to push his luck where the man was concerned.

~ ~

Ianto woke up bright and early and stiffened when he felt a heavy weight on him. He looked over his shoulder and saw Owen's face peaceful in a deep slumber.

What happened the night before came back to him.

Owen wouldn't let him drink the coffee that he freshly made, making him go to bed. What he hadn't realized until later on was that Owe n had decided to stay for a bit. He found this only when he woke up screaming himself horse with Owen holding his body so he wouldn't jar his already injured ribs.

Owen didn't provide the normal teasing at the face of Ianto's tears; he simply held him until the tears ran their course.

After that it's a little foggy. He wasn't sure who initiated it, but they were soon kissing with tongues roughly pushing pass pliant lips, hands ripping off shirts in a desire for skin on skin contact. When Ianto yelled in pain after his ribs were jostled, Owen slowed down but thankfully didn't stop.

Owen's lips had moved down to Ianto's neck, suckling on the pulse point as Ianto wrapped his legs around Owen pulling him closer.

Ianto's pants were quickly thrown away and a hand cupped him, making him blind with pleasure. The last person who had touch him like this that wasn't his own hands had been Lisa so he wasn't used to the sensations and quickly released in the hand.

Ianto's crimson face turned in the pillow due to his embarrassment, but Owen didn't seem to mind as he got rid of his own pants.

Before then, Ianto thought Owen had only ever done girls, but he obviously knew what he was doing. Owen would need to be question about that.

Pain bloomed as Owen began to gently thrust in. Owen wasn't his first guy, but it had been years since he had been with a guy. It was like his first time all over again.

He ground his teeth as Ianto willed his body to adjust to the intrusion. Owen was still and for that Ianto would be forever grateful.

Although it wasn't feeling any better, Ianto hoped it would as Owen began to move so he lightly moved his hips upwards, giving Owen the signal to continue.

Owen was very careful as continued to angle his hips differently with each thrust.

Finally, Ianto was hit just right and he saw stars as he arched. Owen chuckled as Ianto's eyes rolled to the back of his head. "Do that again." Ianto reverently whispered.

Owen obliged and Ianto began to enjoy this experience much more as he met the fierce thrusts. His ribs were aching, but he didn't care.

As Owen reached down between their bodies, hand gripping Ianto's prick, Ianto pulled Owen down to meet his lips in a fast and sloppy kiss.

Ianto felt his orgasm build and as he released, Ianto dug his fingers into Owen's hair, pulling roughly in ecstasy. Owen broke free as he groaned what must have been his release before collapsing on top of Ianto.

After that, Ianto remembers nothing, but it was obvious that Owen had decided to spend the night.

Ianto sat up, wincing at the pain his ribs were in.

Ianto wondered what would happen between Owen and him now. At best, they've been tolerate of each other. Now they had shagged. A very good shag, Ianto corrected himself. But still, it was just a shag.

Something about Owen had drawn Ianto now though and he wanted to explore it. Ianto had wanted something to happen between him and Jack for awhile. There was flirting, but that was it and Ianto was sick of sitting around waiting.

If Jack had been truly interested, something would have happened by now. His exploits were the talk of Torchwood.

This time, Ianto would go after what he wanted. He was a man after all.

Ianto straddled Owen as the man had turned on his back after Ianto had sat up. Careful of his ribs, he leaned down and kissed the loose lips, sticking his tongue in the mouth to explore.

Owen's groan was heard as hands cupped his arse. He grinded downwards, loving the delicious feeling of their groins rubbing. If the noise Owen was making was any indication, he enjoyed the sensation just as much.

The kiss quickly turned into another round of shagging, leaving both sweaty and tired as they cuddled, even though Owen would deny it.

"Does this mean it wasn't a onetime thing?" Owen asked, sounding fearful despite the bravado he tried to put forward.

"I hope not." Ianto answered, cuddling closer while ignoring the twinge his ribs gave. He knew Owen would reprimand him later on, but he'd deal with it then.

"I thought you and Jack—"

"Nothing has happened between Jack and me." Ianto interrupted. "And I'm tired of waiting."

"It would only be shagging." Owen warned.

Ianto closed his eyes. He wasn't one for meaningless sex, but he wanted this thing with Owen, so he'd give it a try. "Okay." He murmured.

When they arrived at Torchwood together (no point in keeping what happened a secret), they saw Gwen already there. That was weird in itself as Gwen was always late. Jack was sitting with her talking and before Ianto left to start the coffee machine he leaned down and the two of them kissed.

Ianto froze. He knew what he said about not waiting for Jack, but it still hurt to see something like that. He quickly shuffled away.

Ianto was setting up the coffee maker when he heard footsteps. Arms circled around him.

"You okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Ianto asked indifferently.

Owen's only answer was a kiss to the cheek.

~ ~

Time passed and their relationship of being friends with benefits continued. Their friendship grew until they were best friends.

Ianto knew Tosh had been hurt by him and Owen shagging, but he was sick of denying himself what he wanted.

When Jack finally got his head out of his arse and discovered the relationship that was plain for everyone else to see, Ianto had trouble discerning the look. Jack looked jealous, but that couldn't be it. Ianto was sure he was just imagining that look.

The relationship continued even after Jack left with the doctor. Ianto felt a twinge of sadness, but it was worse for Gwen. Even though she still had Rhys, it was obvious she'd choose Jack over her boyfriend with just a crook of a finger from Jack.

When Jack came back after three long months, he refused to pick up from where he left off with Gwen much to her disappointment. He reasoned that she was now engaged and he had a change in morality while he was gone.

What Ianto wasn't counting on was Jack to start flirting with him. When he pointed out how him was with Owen was no different than Gwen being with Rhys, Jack shrugged. "There is a difference. You two aren't serious; it's just fun."

"How serious could Gwen be if she was cheating this whole time?" Ianto asked in his monotone voice.

Jack backed Ianto into a corner. "Not my problem."

"Eh hem." Interrupted their staring contest. Both looked over to see Owen with his arms crossed and Jack moved away, whistling some most likely ancient tune.

That night Ianto and Owen was exchanging in some light bantering about movies. "Come on Owen. Zombie movies are so lame, especially with what we deal with on a daily basis. There is nothing scarier than real life for Torchwood Ops."

"I love you." Owen said out of the blue.

"What?" was Ianto's brilliant answer.

Owen laughed, but it was nervous sounding. "I know there's no connection whatsoever to horror movies and love, but I'm sick of being scared of telling you so I decided to bite the bullet."

"What brought this on?" Ianto asked quietly.

"I know I can lose you to Jack. I may still lose you, but I decided I have a better chance if you're aware of my feelings."

"You said it was just shagging."

Owen shrugged. "It started like that, but I grew to care about you. If you don't feel the same, please just tell me now so I can work on moving on with my life."

Ianto smiled before kissing Owen. Hands played with Owen's thick hair as Ianto felt hands hold him by the waist. "I love you too." Ianto whispered as he pulled away.

Owen smiled, claiming Ianto's lips again, pulling the warm body so Ianto was on top. Clothes were shed as they put their love into actions.

It wouldn't be easy, especially with the lifespan of Torchwood employees being so small. One of them could end up alone at a blink of an eye, but they would enjoy the time they had together. They would spend every day like it was their very last.