Log: [for Lorne]

[likesthecoat]

In the end, Ianto decided not to buy flowers.

He stands on the platform where the 1755 from Crewe will stop, his hands in his pockets. As usual, he appears calm--as usual, he's not quite what he appears. There are always questions when you meet someone for the first time--but it feels different even now than it did when he was waiting for Martha and Sam and Near.

It's the difference, he muses, between waiting for someone you like and waiting for someone you love.

But before he can think on it further, there's the train.

Ianto takes a deep breath. Straightens his tie. Smiles despite his nerves. And waits for Lorne.

[ooc: Yes, it's your friend and mine, adult content. You expected maybe something different?]

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[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

As soon as the conductor announces Cardiff Central as the next stop, Lorne's on his feet. By the time the station comes into view, he's got his duffle down from the overhead storage and is waiting, rather impatiently, at the door to the compartment. He drums his fingers on his thigh nervously. He's aware that he doesn't look his best. He didn't shave this morning and he hasn't slept more than a few hours in the last three days. And, of course, spending all day in a train hasn't helped.

He did remember to brush his teeth though. Once this morning, and again when he stopped in Crewe.

The train slows and stops and the door opens. Lorne steps onto the platform, feeling more than a little lost and scans the crowd for a familiar face, trying to ignore the nerves building in his stomach.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Ianto is taller than most, and it helps now as he scans the departing passengers for a familiar face.

He sees a dark head, broad shoulders--"Lorne!"

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Lorne turns when he hears his name and sees Ianto.

He sees Ianto. For the very first time. And his heart starts hammering in his chest. He forces himself to walk over instead of running. He knows he told Ianto that he wanted to kiss him, but now that he's here, he's terrified. But he has to touch him, just a little.

He lets his duffle slip to the floor and, almost without realizing it, rests his hand momentarily over Ianto's heart, before sliding it up to squeeze his shoulder. From there it's only a short trip to the back of Ianto's neck, and before long, he has his fingers in Ianto's hair and is tilting Ianto's head down, resting their foreheads together in unconscious mimicry of an Athosian greeting.

"Hi," he says breathily.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Ianto stands there quietly for a moment, just enjoying the nearness of him. There's only one first kiss, he thinks and smiles, and holds Lorne's face in both hands.

"Hi," he says quietly.

He kisses Lorne carefully, not too hard, not too intense--a kiss that says hello and thank god you're here and I'm so happy I can't speak.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Lorne sets his hands on Ianto's hips and kisses him back softly, not pulling him closer, just...kissing. Better than any fantasy, because Ianto is here, really here, really kissing him.

He pulls back just a bit to look into Ianto's eyes, smiles and says, "God, I love you, geek."

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Ianto beams at him. "I love you too, dork."

He wraps his arms around Lorne and hugs him tight.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Lorne slides his arms around Ianto's waist and holds him tight. He buries his face in Ianto's neck and breathes in, laughing softly.

"You really do smell like coffee."

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

"And you thought I was exaggerating," Ianto says with a laugh and runs his hand over Lorne's hair. He kisses the top of Lorne's head.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

"Not exaggerating, just making things up to get me to laugh." He smiles up at Ianto and strokes his cheek, one arm still around his waist. "I don't even know what I smell like."

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Ianto grins and presses his nose against Lorne's neck. "At the moment, travel," he says and kisses his neck lightly. "C'mon. Let's get you to my flat and you can relax."

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Lorne laughs. "Best offer I've had all day."

He leans down to pick up his duffle and slings it over his shoulder. "Lay on, MacDuff," he says, taking Ianto's hand with a nervous glance, not quite sure if it's allowed.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

It's allowed. Ianto squeezes his hand and grins at him, and leads him from the platform to his car in the car park. "This one's mine."

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

He's still new to this. Still working out what feels comfortable. Still a little nervous holding Ianto's hand where people can see.

All the same, when they get to Ianto's car, he drops his duffle again and pulls Ianto to him for another quick kiss. "Beautiful," he says, and he's not talking about the car.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Ianto laughs and kisses him back, holding Lorne by the waist. "You're not going to get enough anytime soon, are you," he says, unbelievably pleased, and somehow manages to unlock the boot and get Lorne's duffel bag inside without letting him go.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

"Of you? Never." Lorne smiles, resting his hands on Ianto's shoulders. He kisses him again. "Never enough of you, Ianto Jones."

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Ianto kisses him and says, "Get in the car, you, so I can take you home."

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

"Yes, sir!" Lorne grins and does as he's told. He's a good airman. He knows how to take orders.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

"Shall I take you the scenic route or just straight home?" Ianto says once they're buckled in and he's started the car.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Lorne gives him a wicked smile. "Straight home, I think. We can do the scenic route another time."

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Ianto leans over and kisses him again. "Home it is," he says, a little breathlessly.

He keeps his hand on Lorne's knee the entire drive, except when he needs it to change gears.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

For his part, Lorne watches Ianto nearly the entire time, only turning away when he feels his face breaking into an enormous grin and turning back again as soon as he has it under control. He brushes his fingers over the back of Ianto's hand, resisting the urge to touch him anywhere else, as he's afraid he might cause an accident.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Ianto's flat is at the end of a rather stately drive, in a building that looks like the gatehouse of a long-gone manor. He parks the car in front of his door and smiles at Lorne. "Journey's end," he says, which feels strangely appropriate.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Lorne unbuckles his seatbelt and leans over to kiss Ianto, harder than before, edging on desperation. "Finally," he says, and brushes his thumb across Ianto's cheek before pulling away and getting out of the car.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Ianto gets out of the car and slams the door shut, gets Lorne's duffel from the boot and grabs Lorne's hand. He's quite blunt as he leads Lorne to his door: "I don't know what to do with you first, feed you or fuck you."

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Lorne stops in front of the door and grabs Ianto's hips, pulling him roughly against him. He slides one hand up Ianto's chest and tangles his fingers in Ianto's hair, pulling him down for another kiss, this one all tongues and needy little moans.

"I'm not hungry."