"Well, I think you mentioned a series of things you wanted to do," the Doctor said, helping Jack by moving his feet when necessary and shifting his body when needed. This felt good, being led this way. Being led and being allowed to lead. There was a balance, and somehow Jack knew it well.
He slid his hand up the side of Jack's thigh, gently tracing the pads of his fingertips right above the surface of his skin. Close enough that he could feel the energy transfer between them, and if he hadn't been focusing so heavily on Jack and allowed himself to look, he might've even seen it. But he was focused on Jack's face, on the way he looked at him, spoke to him.
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Date: 2010-03-28 08:33 pm (UTC)He slid his hand up the side of Jack's thigh, gently tracing the pads of his fingertips right above the surface of his skin. Close enough that he could feel the energy transfer between them, and if he hadn't been focusing so heavily on Jack and allowed himself to look, he might've even seen it. But he was focused on Jack's face, on the way he looked at him, spoke to him.