The Doctor gasped against Jack's mouth as his hand wrapped around him. So many sensations all at once. If he was the sort of man to worry about that sort of thing, he might imagine Jack was trying to give him a heartsattack, he felt so overloaded with emotion and sensation.
But he wouldn't stop it. Not for a galaxy.
He bucked into the touch, and shared the sensation with Jack. After all, half the fun of being connected to a lover was sharing what they did to you. And, well, what Jack was doing was fantastic, and it was probably best he knew.
His Doctor. He felt that thought go through him, and he couldn't decide how he felt about it. That was what with with was, wasn't it? A sort of belonging? He felt equally petrified at the idea and relieved. Like he belonged by being part of it.
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Date: 2010-03-30 03:04 am (UTC)But he wouldn't stop it. Not for a galaxy.
He bucked into the touch, and shared the sensation with Jack. After all, half the fun of being connected to a lover was sharing what they did to you. And, well, what Jack was doing was fantastic, and it was probably best he knew.
His Doctor. He felt that thought go through him, and he couldn't decide how he felt about it. That was what with with was, wasn't it? A sort of belonging? He felt equally petrified at the idea and relieved. Like he belonged by being part of it.
Would that make Jack his Jack? Odd.