And as they kissed, Jack kept his hand firmly over the Doctor's heart, his fingers twisted a little on the dampened fabric beneath them, and he moved himself closer to the Doctor, flusher against him, his hand lifting to touch the side of his cheek, a delicate touch.
When it ended, it felt natural, and Jack found himself smiling. Smiling and then laughing.
"Okay, not quite what I was going for but we'll work on it," he said, still laughing, and he leaned in to kiss him again, shorter this time.
When he pulled back he glanced his head to the side at the room and back to the Doctor.
"Huh," he said, thoughtful, as though a realisation had hit him. And it had. "I lost my virginity in this room," he said.
He looked back to the Doctor, evidently amused by his revelation, but it wasn't his focus, that was him. He stroked a hand up to brush aside a few wayward strands of his hair.
"We don't need labels," he said, speaking something that while not prompted, was in his mind, "you're just you and I'm just me. And maybe we can do this too."
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Date: 2010-03-23 03:41 am (UTC)When it ended, it felt natural, and Jack found himself smiling. Smiling and then laughing.
"Okay, not quite what I was going for but we'll work on it," he said, still laughing, and he leaned in to kiss him again, shorter this time.
When he pulled back he glanced his head to the side at the room and back to the Doctor.
"Huh," he said, thoughtful, as though a realisation had hit him. And it had. "I lost my virginity in this room," he said.
He looked back to the Doctor, evidently amused by his revelation, but it wasn't his focus, that was him. He stroked a hand up to brush aside a few wayward strands of his hair.
"We don't need labels," he said, speaking something that while not prompted, was in his mind, "you're just you and I'm just me. And maybe we can do this too."