... continues from Two finger emergency
Chapter one"Yeah. Just you. And Me. Here. In this room. As long as it takes"
Gwen's voice tapered off and silence filled the room.
Her finger still pointed to the screen as she tried to explain the route the spaceship had taken through downtown traffic but no one seemed to be listening anymore.
Jack and Ianto had fought a few days ago about Ianto working in the tourist office while still adjusting to his evolution and they were doing the no speakies thing. The decaf had been the last straw and everyone was on edge.
She looked around the table at the rest of the team and then quietly sat at her appointed place joining the rest of them in their silent examination of the floorshow.
She felt the walls narrowing as Owen shifted uncomfortably in his seat and cleared his throat nervously pulling at his pants leg. Wow, it was hot in here.
Tosh is so still she might be a weeping angel, peeping between her fingers like a naughty child peeking during a game of hide n' seek.
Ianto was peeling a banana while opening a folder.
Jack whimpered softly, the noise like a sonic boom with a twitch that became a minute Mexican wave around the table.
Oblivious to their attention Ianto continued to eat the banana.
His anger had been ebbing and flowing all morning and by this afternoon he was as tight as a pair of buttoned up jeans on Christmas day. He ignored them all with his attention focused on the UNIT report Jack had spilled something on already forcing a re-print of all five files at more that 500 pages a piece.
His mouth opened slowly as he moved his free hand to wrestle the freshly photocopied pages apart in the file he was reading. His fangs were long and they glistened sharply in the artificial light as he absently bit into the fruit.
Another whimper accompanied the meeting of teeth and Ianto moved the fruit away from his face as his lips closed. He chewed slowly and methodically with the occasional pause as he regarded a portion of the report that seemed to annoy him.
The silver and blue curls around his ears had grown in the weeks since his return with the Doctor and they now tickled at his lobes. A loose curl flopped over his forehead and he blew out the corner of his mouth flapping it back. Jack's eyes flickered from the moving curl to the curling lip that a fang that side peeked out of.
The final section of banana with plucked from its skin and Ianto opened his mouth wide to pop it in when he suddenly looked up.
Jack was half way across the table swimming on his elbows with his mouth open, mirroring Ianto's and with a frown Ianto flicked the banana at him. Jack caught it in a fair imitation of a circus seal and moaned with delight.
Reaching for a mandarin, Tosh winked at Owen and rolled it across the table.
Ianto seized it with lightening reflexes, his eyes shining silver that alerted Jack to his heightened desire and he began peeling the fruit with a thumb and fingernail while maintaining eye contact with his captain.
Owen was panting now, the sound finally alerting Ianto to the silence of the room and he flicked his gaze around the table at his workmates. Owen and Tosh were staring at him in open awe and Gwen was slowly climbing onto the table towards Jack.
A low growl rattled in his chest and the room began to shudder with the noise as Ianto rose from his chair. Before they could blink he was between Gwen and Jack with an open snarl showing his ownership of said Captain.
Gwen gave a shriek of surprise and slid back off the table.
"I was just trying to get him off the table before he scratched it, I know how you hate that" Gwen stammered with her hands palm up.
"Gwen? Um, little help in the med-bay, yeah?" Owen tried to save her hoping furiously no one noticed the help he really needed.
Those pheromones were playing up with everyone's self control and he hoped that they would get this heat-cycle thing sorted soon. Thank god they were both male. Owen hated to think what a pregnancy might do if they were this possessive of one another. Yeah. Definitely might have to kill himself if that event were possible.
Thank god it was only every six months that this was going to happen according to the Doctor, if it was a monthly cycle he might have to kill himself twice over. Two hormonal women plus an angry Ianto every month would be too much.
Tosh did notice his growing problem, looking at his crotch with open glee as she followed her teammates leaving two highly excited men alone on the table.
"Well, that worked!" Jack giggled.
"Yeah. Just you. And Me. Here. In this room. As long as it takes" Ianto breathed into his cheek as he opened his mouth wider to accommodate his Captain's neck.
With a groan of ecstasy Jack's eyes rolled back in their sockets and he began to convulse in Ianto's grip. With a grunt of pleasure Ianto bit down and began to drink his fill of his lover's lifeblood.
Jack grunted and shuddered with delight at the sandpaper like feeling of Ianto's tongue licking his throat as he healed from the bite. Fighting was worth that kind of punishment any day. Who's your Daddy? Mmmm. Ianto can be called anything he wants!
Ianto was now straddling Jack and his eyes were pure silver orbs. His pants had turned to huffs as they began to move, Their cries became feral, the table moving like a boat bobbing in gentle waves.
Ianto's hair flicked about his neck and then began to grow. His lengthening locks flowed down his shoulders to curl at the tips of his shoulder blades as he pumped his mate inside him.
From the hub below, three people froze in horror at the mating noises that differed from the usual giggles and grunts they were used to.
As they both neared climax Ianto opened his eyes to look down into his lover's and Jack's widened with the bond between them strumming like a guitar string. Reaching up, he grabbed handfuls of silky hair and softly pulled as he struggled to embrace his partner.
Finally Ianto screamed, loud and guttural signalling release for Jack.
All three froze having not quite made it out of the hub in time and Owen turned to the two women with stark fear on his face.
"Fuck! Run" Gwen hissed remembering the uproar last time they were caught listening in.