"I told you," Jack whispered. "Whatever you need, Ianto." His hand cradled the back of his head, pushing Ianto closer to his heart as if Jack knew his living beat could fill the silence.

"Go back to sleep," Jack told him. "I can't promise you it'll be better tomorrow, but it will get better."

Ianto wrapped his arms around Jack's middle, felt the velvety skin of Jack's lax genitals against his hip.

Jack understood. "It's fine," he promised hoarsely. "I'll be here."

Thank God, Ianto thought fervently. He tightened his hold. Thank God, thank God.

Ianto concentrated on every single inch of Jack's skin touching him and drifted back to sleep.





that part was PUUUUUUUUURE bliss... i am so excited for the new upcoming chapters!! thanks so much for writing and sharing!!