“That’s good. That’s fantastic,” Jack replies. He stares for a moment, then dips in, places his lips to Ianto’s and keeps it there for a long moment. When he pulls away, he coughs and steps back. “So. What’re your plans now that you’re back? Eating? Sleeping?”
Ianto smiled. He was going to speak when Jack kissed him. A noise of surprise left him and he returned the kiss softly. An amused smile crossed his features as Jack coughed and asked him a few questions. “Dunno. Haven’t really given it thought. I’ve made a lot of tea.” He chuckled.