"Maybe they ought to. At least I never complain about boredom." For better and worse, given just how exciting his life tended to be, but at least there was that.
"And, no, why would I know that? It's ice cream, it's supposed to be licked. Not my fault you're a dirty bugger, is it?" But the Doctor wasn't complaining about the kiss, just smiling at Jack as he first pulled his trousers down just a little bit and then let go, both hands crossing under his head instead as he looked up at Jack with a decidedly cheeky expression, tongue out for just a moment to wet his lips and maybe feel where Jack had nipped and it tingled just so.
"So? Figure it out." Yeah, he was entertained by that thougt.
Jack felt a little confused when the Doctor let go of him and lay back. He wasn't sure really what he expected, but there was something about that smile. He looked more like he was.. waiting for something than pulling away. As it came to Jack, his face lit up as if he were a child on Christmas, and suddenly he couldn't stop himself from smiling.
He was excited, and without any delay, hastily began taking the Doctor's suit apart piece by piece and ducking down to kiss his neck again. He supposed the bed would have to be good enough for now. And there was potentially always time to try other things as well. "You're sure it's all right? Because once I start... I might not be able to stop myself..." He actually felt a little worried about it, wondering if he could have that level of self-control.
"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."
Jack let the Doctor guide him into a kiss. He wanted more, to move fast, but now the Doctor was making him stop to think; something he wasn't used to doing much of in situations like this. Being human meant being guided by instinct and feelings. Deliberate thought seemed... odd. He helped the Doctor push off his jacket and shirt and let his hands run over his chest and shoulders before sliding down to his trousers to relieve him of those as well.
"You don't like the mystery?" He teased with a laugh. Maybe it wasn't just talking he was after, either. Jack kissed over to the Doctor's ear. "I'm thinking about how nice your moans sound and what you'll sound like when you've got my cock inside you." He kissed against his ear and just underneath it. "I'm wondering if I can get you to scream loud enough to piss off the Master."
"Gods, I'd hope not. If he cares, he'd interrupt." Not that the Doctor could be quite sure that he would care, but, well. It was easy enough to assume that it would bother him on some level, overly possessive as he was. "I love the mystery. Love not knowing things. But I want to hear you, too. I want to know what you want. And that it's me."
Half-naked already and, well, he definitely hadn't been that with someone else in quite a while. There was a startling amount of intimacy to it and just a few weeks ago he could never have imagined sharing it with Jack. But here he was, pulling Jack's head back with his fingers buried in his hair just so he could catch his eyes again. He'd never been good at romance, not really, and in a way it didn't help that Jack's idea of it didn't mesh up with his. But in other ways that made it easier. A different form of commitment.
There was something in the way that the Doctor commanded his attention that gave Jack a chill. Jack was a very orally-inclined lover, so being denied his main method of showing affection was somewhat disarming. He liked it, though. He caught the Doctor's eyes and nodded. "You are... It's always been you." Even when he wore a different face, it had been him. "I want you, Doctor. Oh god how I want you."
To show his level of enthusiasm, Jack took hold of the Doctor's trousers and his boxers and roughly tugged them down legs. "I want you in every way I can have you, and I have for so, so long, Doctor."
"How long?" Because he was ever-curious and because with Jack it was so hard to tell. The answer really wasn't that important right now, he reckoned that if he concentrated enough and managed not to get thrown off by the wrongness of it all he might be able to figure out his age. Right now there were rather obvious distraction and, well. All of a sudden enough nakedness to bring a blush to his face. He cleared his throat and shifted a little, only looking down himself for a moment. Down to shoes and socks.
"Well then." He bit down on his lower lip and worked through the embarrassment, a smirk back on his lips as he caught Jack's eyes. "So what next?"
God, was the Doctor really doing this? He couldn't help but to be embarrassed as he considered his question. "Since the London Blitz... It's been over a hundred years, Doctor. That's a long time for anyone to wait for anything." Now that he said it out loud, it actually sounded a little pathetic to him, and he hated that.
Jack swallowed hard and let his hands run up the Doctor's thighs and hips. He loved that cocky look on the Doctor's face and would do just about anything to have him keep it. "That depends on you. I don't want to put you off." He did, however, pull back a touch to give him a proper look-over, rather happy with what he was seeing. He bent down to kiss at the Doctor's collarbone and massage his thumbs into his hips. "We both know I'd be happy with anything, so the question comes from what you want."
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"And, no, why would I know that? It's ice cream, it's supposed to be licked. Not my fault you're a dirty bugger, is it?" But the Doctor wasn't complaining about the kiss, just smiling at Jack as he first pulled his trousers down just a little bit and then let go, both hands crossing under his head instead as he looked up at Jack with a decidedly cheeky expression, tongue out for just a moment to wet his lips and maybe feel where Jack had nipped and it tingled just so.
"So? Figure it out." Yeah, he was entertained by that thougt.
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He was excited, and without any delay, hastily began taking the Doctor's suit apart piece by piece and ducking down to kiss his neck again. He supposed the bed would have to be good enough for now. And there was potentially always time to try other things as well. "You're sure it's all right? Because once I start... I might not be able to stop myself..." He actually felt a little worried about it, wondering if he could have that level of self-control.
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"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."
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"You don't like the mystery?" He teased with a laugh. Maybe it wasn't just talking he was after, either. Jack kissed over to the Doctor's ear. "I'm thinking about how nice your moans sound and what you'll sound like when you've got my cock inside you." He kissed against his ear and just underneath it. "I'm wondering if I can get you to scream loud enough to piss off the Master."
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Half-naked already and, well, he definitely hadn't been that with someone else in quite a while. There was a startling amount of intimacy to it and just a few weeks ago he could never have imagined sharing it with Jack. But here he was, pulling Jack's head back with his fingers buried in his hair just so he could catch his eyes again. He'd never been good at romance, not really, and in a way it didn't help that Jack's idea of it didn't mesh up with his. But in other ways that made it easier. A different form of commitment.
"Better be me."
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To show his level of enthusiasm, Jack took hold of the Doctor's trousers and his boxers and roughly tugged them down legs. "I want you in every way I can have you, and I have for so, so long, Doctor."
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"Well then." He bit down on his lower lip and worked through the embarrassment, a smirk back on his lips as he caught Jack's eyes. "So what next?"
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Jack swallowed hard and let his hands run up the Doctor's thighs and hips. He loved that cocky look on the Doctor's face and would do just about anything to have him keep it. "That depends on you. I don't want to put you off." He did, however, pull back a touch to give him a proper look-over, rather happy with what he was seeing. He bent down to kiss at the Doctor's collarbone and massage his thumbs into his hips. "We both know I'd be happy with anything, so the question comes from what you want."