"Nah," the Doctor said, sliding his finger slowly back up. "I'd never want to steal your tricks, Jack. I prefer having them used on me."
That was more honesty than the Doctor had managed in a while. He gave Jack a small smile to go with that confession, and then moved to slip the blue shirt over his shoulders. One layer at a time. It was how the Doctor worked, his many shirt layers beneath his coat, and Jack was the same way.
One step at a time. He focused on not thinking too far ahead, not fretting. It was easier with Jack, who flirted and focused and kept the Doctor's mind from straying.
He leaned down and pressed another kiss to Jack's mouth, this one slow and sweet. A variation on the variable.
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That was more honesty than the Doctor had managed in a while. He gave Jack a small smile to go with that confession, and then moved to slip the blue shirt over his shoulders. One layer at a time. It was how the Doctor worked, his many shirt layers beneath his coat, and Jack was the same way.
One step at a time. He focused on not thinking too far ahead, not fretting. It was easier with Jack, who flirted and focused and kept the Doctor's mind from straying.
He leaned down and pressed another kiss to Jack's mouth, this one slow and sweet. A variation on the variable.