"If I'd want you to stop, Jack, I'd find a way to make you." Not that the Doctor sounded very much as if he wanted to stop anything, because there were lips on his neck that were really altogether too good at what they were doing and he couldn't even suppress a moan. So he didn't bother, just as he actually helped Jack with taking off his suit jacket and whatever else he wanted off. There was a certain nervousness that came with all this, but he could deal with that. He was used to nerves.

"Tell me what you're thinking. Doing. See, I like your rambling." He pulled Jack up so he could kiss him again. "It's inspiring."