Jack was amazed at just how much he found he wanted the Doctor. He wanted so much, he wanted to do so much. Ideas and images ran rampant in his mind and the voice telling him it was wrong screamed trying to tell him to stop.
His mouth seeked out the Doctor's jawline and he kissed his way along it, one hand down grabbing on the Doctor's thigh to try and lift it.
To lift it? He frowned a little, what was he doing? Was he genuinely trying to have sex with the Doctor up against a wall in some alien hospital cell where they may or may not be watched?
No, this was wrong.
At that moment the Doctor pushed him off. His urges told him to move straight back and reclaim the loss, but his mind was stronger than that, and he held back.
"Yeah you're telling me!" he said gruffly, his voice rich with want.
He stepped back and tried to keep his distance from the Doctor, to try not to breathe him in and want him even more. "Drugged," he repeated back, "definitely drugged."
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His mouth seeked out the Doctor's jawline and he kissed his way along it, one hand down grabbing on the Doctor's thigh to try and lift it.
To lift it? He frowned a little, what was he doing? Was he genuinely trying to have sex with the Doctor up against a wall in some alien hospital cell where they may or may not be watched?
No, this was wrong.
At that moment the Doctor pushed him off. His urges told him to move straight back and reclaim the loss, but his mind was stronger than that, and he held back.
"Yeah you're telling me!" he said gruffly, his voice rich with want.
He stepped back and tried to keep his distance from the Doctor, to try not to breathe him in and want him even more. "Drugged," he repeated back, "definitely drugged."