Date: 2010-03-29 01:52 am (UTC)
"Oh well isn't nobody ever could say I don't have that," Jack said with a grin and shifted on the bed a little, supporting his weight by lifting his leg somewhat, resting it against that to free up his other arm. He shifted it then, held it to the Doctor's hip, thumb stroking over the prominent bone there.

He tried to think just what he wanted to do to him (with him), but then he realised that list would hardly narrow it down. He tried to remember what he'd said he wanted to do, because really, he'd got through that whole speech on not much more than adrenaline.

But he focussed. Just enjoy it, that's what mattered. He didn't have to be precise or plan or do what he thought the Doctor wanted. No, he had learnt that what he needed to do? Was exactly what felt right.

The Doctor's words made him grin and he couldn't help but show how pleased that statement made him. Pleased, and then perhaps ever so smug. His grin turned to a smirk and he tilted his head to the side a little.

"Good," he said, "because you should be."

And at that, he reached for the Doctor's other hand with his not touching him movements, and pinned it, mirroring the other one before pressing his lips to the Doctor's collarbone and lower, kiss by kiss by kiss.
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