Title: Possess All Of Me
Fandoms: Queer As Folk/Torchwood/Doctor Who
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Brian/Justin, Kathy/Tosh, John/Emmett, 9th Doctor/Cynthia, Rhys/Donna, Owen/Katie, Ben/Michael, Jenny/Daphne, Debbie, one-sided Ethan/Justin, one-sided the Master/Ianto
Summary: For centuries Jack Harkness and Brian Kinney have been hunters of the night, taking their pleasures from whomever they desire. Neither man cares that they are the only ones not mated but everything changes the moment they meet Ianto Jones and Justin Taylor, and discover that they’ve finally and unexpectedly found their life mates.
Mystery surrounds the two newcomers and it’s one that has Jack and Brian seeking to solve. Unfortunately, once uncovered, the truth is so much darker than either man could have foreseen. When it’s finally brought to exposed, the truth brings out the protective sides in both Jack and Brian, with amazing and highly satisfying results.
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood or Queer as Folk
Art by: Aragon
The door to Brian’s office swung open explosively and Jack strode in like the conquering hero that he was. “Jack!” Ianto cried out joyfully and shot up from his spot next to a now-clothed Justin to fling himself into his mate’s waiting arms. “You’re all right! I was so worried,” Ianto murmured softly as he tucked his head underneath Jack’s chin.
“I’m fine, sweetheart, not a scratch on me, but all that matters is you’re safe as well.” Jack closed his eyes against a sudden rush of tears and he buried his face in Ianto’s hair, breathing in his familiar scent. As much as he hated to spoil the moment, he had no choice; he had to tell Ianto that he’d failed. “I’m sorry, Yan, but the Master got away.”
Ianto’s blue eyes shone with tears. “That doesn’t matter!” he answered fiercely. “All I care about is you and your safety, Cariad. You proved to the Master that you’re so much stronger than he thought and he won’t be underestimating you again.”
Jack was relieved beyond measure to see that Ianto didn’t blame him for failing. “Come on, my beautiful young boy, let’s go home.”
Nodding Ianto allowed Jack to lead them out the door before calling over his shoulder. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Justin, maybe.” Ianto hadn’t missed the hungry, passion-filled way Brian was looking at Justin; it was very similar to the way that Jack was looking at him and he honestly doubted that Jack was going to let him out of the bed anytime soon.
Keenly aware of Brian’s dark eyes undressing him Justin waved at Ianto. “I’ll talk to you as soon as this one lets me out of bed,” he promised.
Brian stalked closer to his blond mate. “Who told you could get dressed?” he demanded his eyes gleaming with pent-up lust.
Justin’s blue eyes flashed up at him with a knowing smirk on his face. “I didn’t think Ianto would be comfortable with me being in just my birthday suit or that you would want to share me.”
“Damn right; you’re mine, Sunshine. Now, I think Jack had the right idea; it’s time we headed home and I don’t plan on us leaving for a few days at least,” Brian growled out as he nuzzled Justin’s neck.
“That sounds like the best idea I’ve heard all night.” Justin readily agreed; all he wanted was to wrap up with his mate and not leave the bed or his arms for days.
Driving through the darkened streets of Pittsburgh, Jack glanced over at Ianto, who sat quietly, although he’d taken hold of Jack’s right hand the moment he’d started the car and he hadn’t let go yet. Loath to break the silence between them, Jack had a question he had to ask. “Yan?”
Ianto turned to him with shining eyes and a loving smile. “Hmm?”
“What does it mean, you know, when you called me ‘carryad’?”
Unable to stop it, a soft giggle escaped Ianto’s lips as he heard Jack mangle the word. “It’s pronounced ‘care-e-ahd’,” he giggled, “and in Welsh it means beloved.”
Jack stared at his mate for a moment. “Do you mean it?” he whispered. “Do you really love me?”
“I really love you, Jack Harkness, my beloved, with all my heart.” Ianto squeezed Jack’s hand tightly and then pretended not to see the tears that suddenly began slipping down Jack’s cheeks.
Safe once more in the backseat of his armour-protected and bullet-proof car, the Master scowled as his beta, Lucy, tended to his wounds. ‘This isn’t over by a long shot. In the end I will have Ianto and Justin. Enjoy this victory because the war is far from over.’ He vowed. He would bide his time, gain allies, build up his pack and then return in full force. ‘You’re already a dead man, Harkness; you just don’t know it yet!”
“Thank you for telling me, Tosh, I’ll get in contact with Jack and Brian in a few days. You did very well tonight.” Cynthia, Jenny and Daphne were not actually eavesdropping on the Doctor’s conversation with Tosh; they just happened to be passing by and accidentally overheard his side of the phone call.
As the Doctor entered the living room he wasn’t surprised to see his mate, daughter and daughter-in-law looking at him expectantly with curiosity written all over their faces. “Well? What happened?” Cynthia demanded as she pounced on her mate.
“It seemed we were right; the Master struck tonight but he underestimated the strength of the two packs and they managed to drive him back,” the Doctor informed them succinctly.
“So it’s over? Is the Master really gone?” Jenny asked; hope lacing her voice as she clung to her mate. “He’ll never come back?”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” Slowly the Doctor shook his head; he wished he could erase his daughter fear but he couldn’t and it was one of his biggest regrets in life. “The Master is not a fool; he now knows how powerful the Jack and Brian are and how strong the packs are when they work together. He won’t give up but it will be a while before he returns. I’m told that his wounds were quite severe and he’ll need time to heal; he’s quite old now so his recovery will be slow.”
“Good! I hope he’s in pain for a long time,” Jenny muttered as she turned to Daphne for comfort.
The Doctor smiled as he saw the way Daphne wrapped her arms around his daughter and rubbed small circles on her back. Getting back to the topic at hand, he continued, “Unfortunately, that will give him time to find new allies and make new plans for taking us all on at a later date. Until then all we can do live our lives as normally as possible, but in the back of our minds, we’ll know that the Master will be back. We made a powerful enemy tonight and I know him, he isn’t one to give up easily.”
As the women of his family set about closing up the house for the night, the Doctor slumped heavily into his armchair. He’d spoken the truth when he’d said that the only thing they could do was be ready for the Master’s next strike. What he hadn’t said was that if… when the Master came after his family again, the Doctor would do something he should have done the last time he’d met Koschei in battle.
He would finish the Master once and for all.