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Title: Needs, Wants, Gets (Gets)
Author: mad_jaks
Characters: Nine, Jack
Genre: Drabble, slash
Rating: R
Summary: Coda for 'Needs' and 'Wants'
Notes: Do people even remember these (my first Whovian NC17s)? I promised a closer for them *so* long ago...
Disclaimer: Not mine - making no money
Needs: There's no preamble, no lingering looks...
Wants: Sometimes all it takes is a look, a touch...
Gets
The night the Doctor finally brings himself to make the first move - cupping Jack's face with shaking hands to lick his lips apart - seeking permission where Jack's always thrust it on him before - the TARDIS leads them to his room - his bed - with corridors bathed in shades of amber and gold.
Later - his eyes blown wide to darkest blue, like starless never ending sky - Jack surges up into his arms, laughing and breathless against his sweat damp skin, and drags him back down onto the mattress. And, rolling them over, claims him with an arm thrown low around his waist.
Author: mad_jaks
Characters: Nine, Jack
Genre: Drabble, slash
Rating: R
Summary: Coda for 'Needs' and 'Wants'
Notes: Do people even remember these (my first Whovian NC17s)? I promised a closer for them *so* long ago...
Disclaimer: Not mine - making no money
Needs: There's no preamble, no lingering looks...
Wants: Sometimes all it takes is a look, a touch...
Gets
The night the Doctor finally brings himself to make the first move - cupping Jack's face with shaking hands to lick his lips apart - seeking permission where Jack's always thrust it on him before - the TARDIS leads them to his room - his bed - with corridors bathed in shades of amber and gold.
Later - his eyes blown wide to darkest blue, like starless never ending sky - Jack surges up into his arms, laughing and breathless against his sweat damp skin, and drags him back down onto the mattress. And, rolling them over, claims him with an arm thrown low around his waist.