Ianto rolled his eyes, sitting back his chair, arms crossed over his bare chest. He half wanted to ask John if it would make him happy if they both just whipped their cocks out and compared, end the argument once and for all.

"I'm willing to learn," he finally said, after a few moments of pushing down his annoyance. Acting like a child wasn't going to help any of them. Ianto was, to be honest, a bit ashamed of how jealous he was, and definitely of the way he was acting. Jack wasn't a bloody toy to be fought over. "And you might find out that I'm not so horrid."