Title: Magic Hands
Author: 805belladonna</lj> 
Rating: PG
Summary: Ianto gives Tosh a neck rub - which Jack interrupts.
Warning: fluffy with the mildest hint of naughty
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Russell T Davies and the BBC. No copyright or trademark infringement is intended and no money is being made.
Notes: Unbeta'd, so please forgive any mistakes you may find (please, please, pretty please)

 

“You okay?” asked Ianto softly as he passed Tosh’s station heading towards Jack’s office.

 

Tosh opened her eyes and looked at him. Shaking her head, she started to stretch her neck out, mumbling, “I’ve been sitting here for hours trying to get the programme to work and my neck is killing…”

 

“Here let me,” interrupted Ianto.

 

Setting the tray down, he gently brushed her hands away and circled her slim neck with his hands. Positioning his thumbs on either side of her spine he began to tenderly massage Tosh’s neck.

 

Tosh started to protest but after a second she gave a soft purr sighing, "Ohhh….ooh that feels good.”

 

Ianto just smiled and continued to give her a neck rub made of pure bliss.

 

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In his office Jack looked up wondering were both Ianto and his coffee were. Setting his pen down, he hit his comm. link and whined playfully, “Iiiiiaaaantoooo, Where are you? Where’s my coffee?”

 

There was no reply.

 

Jack called again this time sounding vaguely pathetic

 

”I’m a little preoccupied, Sir. I’ll be with you in a moment,” soothed Ianto the soft voice going someway to calm Jack down.

 

But Jack being Jack wasn’t satisfied. Leaning back in his chair he asked petulantly, “What’s more important than sharing a coffee with me?”

 

The way he emphasised the word coffee gained him a soft gurgle of laughter and a fond reprimand, ”Now Sir,” chuckled Ianto, “Good things come to those who wait.”

 

Jack grinned; he liked it when Ianto was playful. He liked it even more when Ianto was in the same room as him and playful. The grin faded as he murmured, "But I don’t like waiting.”

 

Pushing himself up and out of his chair, he wandered across to the door and pulled it open. He froze, staring in disbelief at the sight that greeted him.

 

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Ianto smiled, his head titled to one side as he continued to manipulate Tosh’s neck and shoulders. She was practically purring as she dipped her head forward, giving his long fingers access to every part of her tight tense muscles. At a loud mew Ianto gave a soft chuckle and asked, "You okay, Tosh?”

 

“Mmmm,” sighed Tosh in reply, “You have no idea how good that feels.”

 

“Glad to be of service,” replied Ianto warmly.

 

“Do you do this for Jack?” asked Tosh trying to stop her mind floating away of the cloud of bliss Ianto was creating with the massage.

 

“Sometimes, if he’s had a bad day or he’s died.” said Ianto softly, “He likes being touched. He’s very tactile. So yeah I do this for him.” He paused then added with a soft chuckle, “Among other thing.”

 

Tosh gave a squeal and giggled asking, “Does he ever return the favour?”

 

Ianto thought a moment then replied, "You mean does he give me a massage? No he’s never given me one of those," his voice faded for a moment and when he started to speak again his voice held such a dreamy quality Tosh opened her eyes and twisted so she could look at him while he spoke, "Sometimes I wish he would. Sometimes I wish he’d just lay me down and just explore my body with his hands…but that’s not Jack, it’s not what he does...not what we do…” his voice faded and he gave her a shy smile.

 

Tosh didn’t press for anymore information. Instead she just leant back and resting her head against his chest, she said, "Thank you for that, it was what I needed”

“You’re welcome,” murmured Ianto. Leaning down he gave her a kiss on the top of her head

 

A loud cough made them both jump and turning Ianto saw Jack sitting in Owen’s chair, gazing at them both a strange smile playing across his face.

 

"Sir.... I…I was...I...” stammered Ianto, unnerved by Jack’s sudden appearance and completely thrown by the idea that Jack may have heard his confession to Tosh.

 

Jack smiled and called warmly, "Relax Ianto.” Looking passed the flustered young man, Jack held Tosh’s gaze and asked, ”He’s good, isn’t he?”

 

Tosh nodded smiling back at him, “Yeah,” she said, “He’s really good. I’d go so far as to say he has magic hands.”

 

“Oh yeah," purred Jack, “Magic hands indeed.”

 

He grinned then bouncing out the chair he closed the space between him and Ianto. Grabbing Ianto by the hips, Jack pulled him against his body growling, ”But they're my magic hands, aren’t they, Mr Jones. They’re not supposed to be used on anyone else.”

 

Ianto, blushing furiously, just stammered, “I...you...I…”

 

Jack gave a rumble of laugher and brushing his lips over Ianto’s cheek, he looked over at Tosh and ordered fondly, "Go home, Tosh. Go home rest relax and I’ll see you in the morning.”

 

Tosh gave him a knowing grin and as she grabbed her bag she turned back and waited. As Jack finally broke the kiss he and Ianto had been sharing behind her, Tosh said softly, ”You know, Jack, you might want to see if you have magic hands yourself. I think Ianto would like that, wouldn't you, Ianto?”

 

Both men gazed at her, Jack with a grin bright enough to light the hub, while Ianto, blushing ever more than before, stared at her like she’d revealed some great secret.

 

“Go home, Tosh,” growled Jack playfully.

 

He gave her a wink as she waved at them from the cog door.

 

Spinning Ianto round, Jack bought his hand up and running a finger along Ianto’s jaw line, he asked, “Is that what you’d like from me? A massage?”

 

Ianto just swallowed then as Jack repeated the question he whispered breathlessly, ”Yep…”

 

Chuckling Jack leant in and claiming Ianto’s mouth, he whispered, “Good, because I want to spend the night exploring your body. I’m gonna make you see stars, Ianto. I promise.”

 

Ianto just groaned into the kiss and closed his eyes in anticipation.

 

FIN x

Sequel: Touch me