One thing Jack prided himself on, was his good memory (at least where it mattered). He liked to think any piece of information, once learned, would remain available to him. He put that idea into practise here.
With his touch to the Doctor's mind, he reached his own forward, not deep into thought but against those nerves he'd learned to touch before. And with remembering there was advancing, not content of course to stay still, he wanted to improve.
And so with those fingers on the Doctor's neck, he used something else he'd learned, not much at all, but a little something; he drew shapes on the Doctor's skin. Precise shapes; 1 to 10 in Gallifreyan.
It was quite a deal to be able to focus at all when the Doctor's hand was on his wrist like that, and the waves of pleasure from it sparked out like tendrils to the places he was reaching in the Doctor's mind. And of course he was reaching somewhere precise; to that space of the back of his neck. He tried to touch it both inside and out, and then it sparked all the more as he was touched himself.
"Forget Axios 3," he said breathily as he paused kissing a moment to breathe a little more. "If you could bottle this feeling you could make a fortune."
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Date: 2010-03-29 04:18 am (UTC)With his touch to the Doctor's mind, he reached his own forward, not deep into thought but against those nerves he'd learned to touch before. And with remembering there was advancing, not content of course to stay still, he wanted to improve.
And so with those fingers on the Doctor's neck, he used something else he'd learned, not much at all, but a little something; he drew shapes on the Doctor's skin. Precise shapes; 1 to 10 in Gallifreyan.
It was quite a deal to be able to focus at all when the Doctor's hand was on his wrist like that, and the waves of pleasure from it sparked out like tendrils to the places he was reaching in the Doctor's mind. And of course he was reaching somewhere precise; to that space of the back of his neck. He tried to touch it both inside and out, and then it sparked all the more as he was touched himself.
"Forget Axios 3," he said breathily as he paused kissing a moment to breathe a little more. "If you could bottle this feeling you could make a fortune."