Author: Milady Dragon
Pairing(s): JackHarkness/Ianto Jones, Toshiko Sato/Kathy Swanson, Owen Harper/Diane Holmes
Warnings: Sexual Situation concerning two consenting dragons
Spoilers: For S2, E13, "Fragments" and "Exit Wounds", the audio play "Lost Souls", and various other Dragon-Verse stories
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, I would have treated it better.
Author's Note: And here it is, the last story of Series Two. It's been a long, and sometimes bumpy, road but I've loved every minute of it. Thanks to everyone who have stuck around and read this monster universe.
There is a sexual situation in this between two adult, consensual dragons.
Next up, the first story of Series Three: "The Stolen Earth Incident", the Dragon-Verse version of "Stolen Earth"/"Journey's End".
Summary: You are Cordially Invited to the Mating of Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones.
**** This is posted in two parts because of posting limits.
20 March 2009
It might have been the first day of Spring, but winter still clung to the mountains surrounding Ddraig Llyn. Under the new moon, snow glittered on the slopes of Pedair Dreigiau, the sacred mountain that loomed above the valley like a protector, its ancient roots dug deep within the Earth, connecting its magic to the bedrock of the planet. Ianto could see it from the entrance to the tent he was in, even past the light from the lantern that hung from the main pole of the cloth structure.
He couldn’t believe how nervous he was. This was something he’d wanted for so long, and now that his mating was so close…he felt as if he was about to jump out of the human skin he was currently wearing. He’d been happy just to have declared Jack as his mate, and not had this ceremony, thinking it would never be possible. But the Great Dragons had worked a miracle, even if it had taken Jack being buried under Cardiff for almost two thousand years.
That dream…that vision he’d had as a young dragon…was going to come true today.
Ianto turned back to where Toshiko was standing beside the tent pole, the flickering lantern light dancing along the soft grey wool of the coat she was wearing. Her lovely face, a bit paler than usual after her using her magic to keep a nuclear power station from exploding a bare five days ago, wore a smile of pure joy.
He stepped forward, taking her hands in his. “I’m just so incredibly nervous,” he admitted. “I can’t believe this is finally happening.”
“Why? This is what you and Jack both want.”
“I’m not sure,” he said helplessly. Then his grinned. “Just wait until it’s yours and Kathy’s turn.”
Toshiko rolled her eyes. “She keeps mumbling about how it’s going to be warm when we finally get married. I don’t know why she’s complaining, since her power keeps her from getting cold anyway.”
Ianto had heard them talking about having their own wedding there at Ddraig Llyn in the summer, and Ianto couldn’t wait. Neither could Rhiannon, who was already planning things despite Kathy’s determination to do everything herself.
But then, Rhiannon had done a wonderful job with the little time that Ianto had given her for his and Jack’s mating. When he’d called her, she’d simply huffed, “Finally!” and then got to work. There were things that couldn’t have been done in that short a time, but Jack had only a limited amount of magic within him, the gift from the Great Dragons.
Still, she’d managed to get all their guests to the valley
It was just good fortune that they’d been able to hold their mating this soon after the bombings in Cardiff. The city was still down, but the citizens were picking themselves up once more, and Ianto didn’t think it would take all that long to get things back to normal. Yes, Turnmill Power Station was a complete loss, but there were alternate ways of getting power into Cardiff, and the experts that the Lord Mayor had brought in had announced that there was no danger of radiation poisoning the ground or the water supply. Thanks to Toshiko, and her powers over the Earth, the city had been saved.
Relief efforts had started almost before Hart had gone. Her Majesty had sent in the regular Army to help out the Cardiff Police, who were stretched thin in the ensuing chaos. UNIT had also come into the picture, thanks to Colonel Mace, and it was because of them that Torchwood had been able to leave for even this short amount of time. Thankfully the Rift had been blessedly quiet, and would remain so for several days according to Toshiko’s Rift Predictor, so the UNIT boys the colonel had sent would be able to concentrate on other things.
Still, the rest of the team would be going back tomorrow, leaving Jack and Ianto in Ddraig Llyn for a short ‘honeymoon’. The dragon was looking forward to a little downtime with his mate, after everything that had happened. Jack needed to decompress; even though he’d been sleeping through most of the time he’d been buried, there was still the issue with his brother attempting to torture him. If the Great Dragons hadn’t intervened…Ianto didn’t want to even think about his mate, dying and coming back to life over and over, under the ground forever…
His mind went to his mate, who was in the second tent that had been set up on the village green, attended to by Alice and Steven. They really were going to have eternity together. Yes, they’d talked about it and had called themselves mates, but this made it official within the realms of magic and under dragon law. Neither of them would ever be alone again, unless they chose to be so. Ianto was aware that no one could spend eternity with another without a break at times, but he and
Jack would always be bound together, and would have each other no matter what.
The tent flap rustled, and Estelle’s head popped in. “It’s time,” she practically squealed before she was gone once more, her dignity as an elder witch completely lost.
Toshiko laughed. “Do you think she’s excited?”
Ianto smirked. “No, not at all.”
He held out his arm to his best friend; Toshiko looped her arm about his, and together they left the tent.
Even if he’d been susceptible to the cold in just the blue suit he wore, Ianto wouldn’t have felt it as he looked about the crowd that stood outside, waiting. The entirety of Ddraig Llyn was present, as were the people he and Jack had wanted to share their moment with. Their entire team was there: even Owen, who was confined to a wheelchair after his injuries at the hands of Jack’s brother, Gray; Rhys was standing behind him, ready to wrestle the wheelchair down to the lake when needed. Diane was with them; she’d come to Cardiff as soon as she’d heard about Owen getting shot, and was taking the time to be there to look after him until he was back on his feet. Ianto knew that Jack had spoken to her about coming home and being a part of Torchwood, and she’d accepted, although it would be next year before she could leave her contract with her current employer. They would all be glad to have her back, especially their medic, who was already talking about more of a commitment…which was a miracle in and of itself. The dragon had never thought he’d settle down after losing Katie, but Diane was just the right person to keep him grounded.
Patrick was there as well, his arm in a sling strapped across his chest. He would eventually regain range of motion in his shoulder, but it was going to take time and a lot of therapy. Still, he was alive, and that was what counted.
The entire Jones clan was also present, along with Tom and even their new friend from SHIELD, Clint Barton. Ianto had wanted to invite the agent personally, since he’d discovered the dragon during the events at CERN, and had become a good friend in just that short amount of time. Clint also had some time off from his duties with SHIELD, and had agreed to help out Torchwood for a while until Patrick and Owen were back in fighting shape. From what Clint had claimed, he hadn’t even told Nick Fury that he was going to be there, only that he was taking some of the accumulated vacation time he’d saved up. As far as the dragon knew, the Director of SHIELD still didn’t know exactly where his wayward agent was.
Plus, Ianto had once promised Clint that he could meet the dragon personally, and he wasn’t about to renege on that promise.
Estelle stood next to him, Moses sitting at her feet, tail curled about his front paws, his own eyes reflecting in the pale, flickering light. She’d managed to become Clint’s unofficial grandmother in just the few hours they’d known each other, and it made Ianto smile to know she could work her charms on the archer.
Andy Davidson was standing next to Deborah, and Ianto had to wonder if something was going on there. The newly-minted detective sergeant was grinning madly, but at the same time his eyes kept darting in Deborah’s direction. Ianto hoped something would happen; Andy was a good bloke and Deborah deserved to be happy. Maybe he and Jack could put a bug in each of their ears…
Small fires dotted the path down to the lake, where Jack would be. Ianto felt his heart beat faster as his feet carried him toward his destiny with the man he loved. Magic suffused the air, sparks like fireflies dancing on the breeze, the people following behind him and Toshiko as they made their way. Ianto could feel the tingling along his nerve endings, the hush of the world around him as if the very planet was holding its breath. Not even the footfalls behind him could be heard.
As Ianto approached the place where the mating would take place, he almost stumbled to a halt as he caught sight of the four mating posts that had been placed at
the cardinal points on the lakeshore.
This was the one thing he’d thought wouldn’t be a part of the ceremony, as much as he might have wished for it. There had been no time to carve them; usually it was family that would be responsible for their creation, but Ianto didn’t have any family to do that for him. Where the posts came from he had no idea, and Toshiko had to have noticed his confusion because she was whispering in his ear, “The four Great Dragon Friends made them, during that Year. Rhiannon had been positive there’d be a mating, and she wanted to be prepared.”