John kissed down Jack jaw and neck, moaning softly before looking down at Ianto with a smirk, "Now this is where I hope he's not a quick learner."

Moving from Jack, he leaned over Ianto, slowly running the rough pad of his tongue from the base to the tip of Ianto's cock. Once, twice, the third time he peppered kisses up Ianto's chest, only stopping to tease each nipple until it was hard. And then, and only then, did their lips meet.