Jack half pushed John back until he went sprawling against the fur, his grin wide before he marked over to Ianto. Arms crossed, he gazed at him in interst and then snorted. "You're not getting away with just watching," he murmured, picking up Ianto with an arm under his legs to bear him over to the rug as well.

The shorts were easy to strip off, leaving one man in boots and and a jacket and the other, next to him, completely naked.