AN: Thank you to everyone who has reviewed. This is the last chapter, so please if you've been reading and haven't reviewed, tell me what you thought of the story. Thanks. And, warning, it is rather soppy, not unlike the last chapter. Xx
Ianto rose from his seat, resting his hands on the edge of the table to still some of the continues shaking. Jack smiled up at him and placed one hand over his, giving his new husband the reassurance he needed.
He hated talking in public.
"So, I don't really know where to start. People always say 'start at the beginning', but I'm not entirely sure when the beginning of our relationship was. Everything was a little hazy at the start, but now things couldn't be any more clear. I never expected to be this happy, all through my childhood I dreamed of all sorts of things, but I knew that's all they were, dreams. I was one of the boys who was destined to live a mediocre life, the wife, the two kids, the nine-to-five job, spend all my time worrying about bills. I never imagined one of my biggest dreams would come true. To fall so deeply in love, that nothing else mattered. And I have two people to love now. Not just one. Jack and Cerys are without a doubt the most important people in my life, and I love them both with every atom of my being. I feel like the luckiest man on earth, even if Jack will argue that that title goes to him. Because the way I see it, we're both equals. We've both found love, we both have a beautiful daughter, biological or not, and I've never been happier. He's the man I'll forever look up to, the man that fulfils my every want and need, the man that turned my world upside down, the man that I couldn't live without, and he's the man that, most importantly of all, loves me back. So, I'd like you all to raise your glasses to the man that's made all my dreams, and more, come true, the one and only, Jack."
Jack rose from his seat and kissed Ianto, his tears of joy dampening both their cheeks, as he held on tight, never wanting to let go as chants of 'Jack' echoed round the room.
Eventually though, every good thing had to end, and Jack pulled back, Ianto brushing away the tears with his thumb before sitting back down as Jack began his speech. The one Ianto had witnessed him practicing many times, even if Jack didn't know it.
"Well, how can I top that, eh? How can I top anything this amazing man ever does? As Ianto says, I'll argue to the end of my days that I'm quite possibly the luckiest man on earth, but I won't deny we've been through our fair share of problems, just to get to where we are today. And I'll tell you now, it's all been worth it, just to see the look on Ianto's face when I slipped that ring on his finger. I don't think I've ever seen him look so beautiful. He's perfect in every sense of the word, and I know that I'll be seeing a lot more of that perfection tonight!"
Ianto blushed crimson, whilst Jack just smirked, unable to avoid at least one of his trademark jokes, even if this was the most monumental day of his life.
"What I'm trying to say is, I cherish him more than life itself, and if I ever have to life without him, I won't be living. He really is my everything. I've never believed in soul mates, but if I did, Ianto would be mine. We're perfect for each other, and I won't ever see it any differently. No matter how old and wrinkly we get, I'll still love him, want him, need him, because that's what I'm best at. So, if you could all raise your glasses, for the final time, and toast to Ianto. Because without him, I'd be nothing."
Cerys, who had been bouncing contently on Sally's knee, ran to her dads as everyone toasted to Ianto, jumping into Ianto's arms, receiving a kiss on each cheek from Jack and Ianto.
"I love you, angel."
"I love you too, pops."
Jack and Ianto chuckled, and Jack whispered to Ianto, as every one else in the room, returned to their chatter, "So, I guess you're daddy and I'm pops."
The acoustic guitar began to play as Jack and Ianto were introduced to the floor. The song they had chosen was an acoustic version of Chasing Cars, and with the guitar being the only instrument played and the voice belonging to a female the song took on a completely different quality, as Jack and Ianto swayed to the rhythm.
"This day is so unbelievably perfect."
Both men breathed against the other's neck as they continued to move, safe in the other's arms, inhaling the scents they would never grow tired of.
"I love you, have I told you that?" Jack joked, all the guests watching with tears in their eyes were forgotten, even the music faded into the background as they looked in to each other's eyes.
Ianto chuckled, running a hand up and down Jack's back, "Hmm, once or twice." His voice was low, and he ran a thumb over Jack's hands, as their clasped hands lay against Jack's chest, the beat of his heart soothing, as their lips met, as they danced, torso to torso.
Eventually, the song had to end, and Jack and Ianto pulled back to notice the few other couples that had joined them on the floor. Ianto's eyes scanned the room, attempting to locate his daughter as she was no longer asleep in Elen's arms, who was currently dancing in the arms of Dylan.
He spotted her, on Rhiannon's lap, her head resting against her aunt's chest as she sucked her thumb. Rhiannon was sat at the bar, apparently flirting with some one. Ianto couldn't see who that some one was, thanks to the crowd at the bar, but he would admit that he was happy for her. He had told her Jack had some pretty hot friends, after all.
He just didn't know it would be one of his friends that Rhiannon had suddenly shown an interest in.
As the group of guests at the bar filtered away, the identity of the not-so-secret admirer was revealed.
Sally, with her hand resting on his sister's knee as they talked and laughed. Ianto didn't know what to feel.
"Ianto? You ok?"
He turned back to face Jack, receiving a chaste kiss in return, smiling against Jack's lips as they pulled back.
Jack rest his chin on Ianto's head, as the Welshman listened to his heartbeat.
"Hey, is that Sally and…"
"So… I never knew Rhiannon was…"
"Bi? Me neither. Looks like it's news to everyone."
"So, how do you feel about it?"
"I don't know. Not too bothered, to be honest. It's her life. If she's happy, I'm happy for her."
Ianto and Jack sneaked away on the pretence that they wanted an early night to catch their flight in the morning. Leaving the party in full swing, and Elen to care for Cerys, Rhiannon now to busy exploring the depths of Sally's mouth, to have the time to look after her niece.
Of course, their flight wasn't until four in the afternoon.
Jack slid the key card in the door, never once breaking the kiss, too desperate to hear more of the moans and gasps falling from Ianto's plump, kiss-stung lips.
They tumbled in the door, reaching the bed after much awkward manoeuvring round the large suite. Ianto fell onto the mattress, Jack following and straddling the younger man's hips, grinding their groins together in the most delightful way. He kissed a trail along Ianto's neck, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt with ease, before ripping the rest of the fabric off, the buttons flying away in all directions, his patience no longer intact. Ianto frantically opened Jack's shirt, button by button, reaching up to kiss every inch of skin as it was revealed. Jack's fingernails dug into Ianto's shoulder, leaving a succession of half moon shapes on his skin, as he gave in to the pleasures Ianto was providing as he caressed his back and kissed his chest, his fingers finally slipping below the waistband of Jack's trousers, slipping round the front and unbuckling his belt, popping the button, and sliding down the zip. Jack raised his hips, allowing the garment to pool around his knees, before he kicked off his shoes, sliding the socks from his feet, and kicking away the clothing.
All that remained to separate the men were Jack's boxers and Ianto's trousers.
Jack soon remedied that, by skilfully undressing Ianto from below the waist, and discarding his boxers, all the clothing landing in forgotten piles on the plush hotel carpet.
"Fuck me, Ianto."
Ianto was never one to decline such a request, and rolled both bodies on the bed so he was looming above Jack, their naked bodies coated in a thin sheen of sweat as they were pressed tightly together, kissing and caressing until they couldn't take it anymore.
This was no time for foreplay, that would come in their second round, for sure, but just now was all about animalistic need, untameable passion, and their endless craving for each other.
Ianto licked his way down Jack's body, stopping at his hip bone, where he placed a small kiss, before regretfully leaving the bed to locate his overnight bag, and more importantly the condoms and lube.
He quickly returned to the bed, pouncing on Jack, ripping the condom packet with his teeth, and offering it to Jack to be rolled over his throbbing erection. He then proceeded to coat his cock in lube, squeezing the remainder on his fingers, before lifting Jack's hips, and slipping the first, second and eventually third finger inside Jack's tight hole. He stretched, scissored and teased until Jack cried out,
"Jesus Christ, fuck me already, before I come!"
Ianto kissed Jack again, breathing against his lips, "Your wish is my command."
He pushed all the way in, staying in that position frozen, and just looking at Jack. Looking at him properly. His eyes were blown up with undisguised lust, his cheeks flushed, and his tongue jutted out of his mouth to slide across his dry lips as he waited in anticipation for what was to come.
Ianto reached out a hand, stroking his thumb over Jack's cheekbone, and looking straight into his dazzling blue eyes. "God, I love you so much."
"And I love you even more, but Ianto Jones, if you don't fuck me into this mattress soon, that's going to change."
Ianto chuckled, before thrusting in and out of Jack, his hands slipping round the older man's waist, resting on his back, fingers splayed out, and lifting him so he was practically sitting in his lap. The sensations pulsing through their bodies were multiplied ten-fold my the new position, steadying themselves with flat, sweaty palms rested on shoulders, as Jack moved his hips in time to Ianto's thrusts.
A single bead of sweat trickled down Ianto's forehead, and Jack leaned in, catching the salty liquid on his tongue, before proceeding to kiss Ianto.
Soon, the room was filled with gasps and moans, and Ianto reached his hand between their conjoined bodies, running his palm up and down Jack's rock hard arousal, in time with their movements, flicking his thumb over the sensitive tip, and repeating the motion over and over until Jack's head lolled back, a deep groan of pleasure emitting from his throat as he came, his seed splattering their stomachs and chests.
The tightening and shuddering around him was the last little push Ianto needed to be thrown over the edge, losing himself to the sensation of coming deep inside Jack.
Both mean lay sated, a tangle of limbs amidst the multitude of sheets and pillows on the king size bed, lazily kissing from time-to-time, whilst choosing to gaze into each other's eyes when the joining of lips became tiresome.
Their entwined hands lay on Ianto's hip bone, the only difference from the previous times they had held hands being the rings that glinted in the faint candle light of the room, as they lay trying to catch their breath after the intense activities of mere minutes ago.
"I love you."
"Not as much as I love you."