Inside, Jack was grinning. He didn't let that show on the outside though, that would hardly work. But it was there because this was working. This what he knew so well and had used countless times, always tailored to the individual of course, but never on the Doctor. Never aside from that innocent little flirtation in the TARDIS. He hadn't thought he'd be able to hook the Doctor like that.
But he could. Because it wasn't about what he wanted, it was about letting the other person see what they did.
"We were talking about what you want," Jack said, though that wasn't the case at all.
And then he added, with much more confidence. "And you want me. Don't you."
He tilted his head slightly then, examining him still. "I know you do, Doctor. I can see it. And I want you," a step forward to him then, and a step around him, as if to examine from all angles.
"I want to run my tongue over your body, over that space at the back of your neck. I want to see what noises you'll make when I touch you, stroke you. And you want that,"
A pause for emphasis.
"Don't you?" Again, not so much a question as a statement. But demanding an answer.
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But he could. Because it wasn't about what he wanted, it was about letting the other person see what they did.
"We were talking about what you want," Jack said, though that wasn't the case at all.
And then he added, with much more confidence. "And you want me. Don't you."
He tilted his head slightly then, examining him still. "I know you do, Doctor. I can see it. And I want you," a step forward to him then, and a step around him, as if to examine from all angles.
"I want to run my tongue over your body, over that space at the back of your neck. I want to see what noises you'll make when I touch you, stroke you. And you want that,"
A pause for emphasis.
"Don't you?" Again, not so much a question as a statement. But demanding an answer.