Dr Who - fic - Lust, Love and Ships, Jack/TARDIS, Jack/Nine, PG-13
Title - Lust, Love and Ships
Author - laurab1
Rating - PG-13 aka 12
Pairings - Jack/TARDIS, Jack/Nine, Jack/Rose
Length - 400 words
Summary - “I take it you know how to follow, Captain?”
Spoilers - 1.9/10 The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances, 1.11 Boom Town
Disclaimer - alas, none of these people are mine
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
Written for the 2010 Doctor/Jack fest on wintercompanion
Prompts - Nine era: Why the Doctor lets Jack work on his TARDIS. (And without supervision, too - see Boom Town!), and Jack loved the TARDIS first
Lust, Love and Ships
by Laura
Lust, that’s easy. Jack falls in lust at first at sight on practically a daily basis. He did so with Rose, all excellent bottom, flag-covered boobs and pretty face. And with the Doctor, all rough good looks and leather-covered torso.
Falling in love, though, might take a little longer, ie about five minutes after he’s met someone or something. Jack’s been here for his usual five minutes, and he’s definitely in lust turned almost instantly into love right now. With a ship, the Doctor’s ‘bigger on the inside’ TARDIS. And she’s telepathic, the TARDIS, judging by her gentle nudges against his receptive mind.
Oh, baby, look at you. So beautiful! Jack nudges back, equally gently, leaning against a coral strut. There’s definitely a smile in her reply.
So, of course, the Doctor, spinning Rose under his arm in a jive move has to ask, “Are you flirting with my ship, Captain?”
“Yeah! Your lady’s gorgeous, what do you expect?” Jack says, huge, unrepentant grin on his face. He pushes away from the coral strut, advances on the dancing pair, the beautiful people he’s at least in lust with. “And, y’know, there’s plenty of me to go round. Quite happy to flirt with you, Doctor. Maybe more, if you’ll let me, who knows.”
His new commanding officer rolls his eyes at this, but lets go of Rose, and says to him, “Buy me a drink first, and we’ll see about the more, lad.”
Jack’s about to ask what kind of drink, but he’s then taken in a dance hold by the Doctor.
“I take it you know how to follow, Captain?”
Deliberate emphasis on ‘follow’, the sneaky, mind-reading bastard, with the end result, of course, that his lust is rather insistent on making itself rather obvious. “Yes, sir, I do,” Jack replies, as steadily as he can, given the circumstances. “Agency training, because you never know when you’re gonna need that kinda knowledge.”
He earns himself another eye-roll. “Hey, it’s got me out of danger more than once!” he protests. Then, as In the Mood comes from somewhere, again, led by the Doctor in a quickstep, Jack offers a wink at a wide-eyed Rose.
Given time, he’ll cure her of that reaction, he figures.
So, here he is, alive, in love, yet again.
Plenty of me to go round, beautiful, he repeats, as the TARDIS hums gently away in his mind.
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Author - laurab1
Rating - PG-13 aka 12
Pairings - Jack/TARDIS, Jack/Nine, Jack/Rose
Length - 400 words
Summary - “I take it you know how to follow, Captain?”
Spoilers - 1.9/10 The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances, 1.11 Boom Town
Disclaimer - alas, none of these people are mine
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
Written for the 2010 Doctor/Jack fest on wintercompanion
Prompts - Nine era: Why the Doctor lets Jack work on his TARDIS. (And without supervision, too - see Boom Town!), and Jack loved the TARDIS first
Lust, Love and Ships
by Laura
Lust, that’s easy. Jack falls in lust at first at sight on practically a daily basis. He did so with Rose, all excellent bottom, flag-covered boobs and pretty face. And with the Doctor, all rough good looks and leather-covered torso.
Falling in love, though, might take a little longer, ie about five minutes after he’s met someone or something. Jack’s been here for his usual five minutes, and he’s definitely in lust turned almost instantly into love right now. With a ship, the Doctor’s ‘bigger on the inside’ TARDIS. And she’s telepathic, the TARDIS, judging by her gentle nudges against his receptive mind.
Oh, baby, look at you. So beautiful! Jack nudges back, equally gently, leaning against a coral strut. There’s definitely a smile in her reply.
So, of course, the Doctor, spinning Rose under his arm in a jive move has to ask, “Are you flirting with my ship, Captain?”
“Yeah! Your lady’s gorgeous, what do you expect?” Jack says, huge, unrepentant grin on his face. He pushes away from the coral strut, advances on the dancing pair, the beautiful people he’s at least in lust with. “And, y’know, there’s plenty of me to go round. Quite happy to flirt with you, Doctor. Maybe more, if you’ll let me, who knows.”
His new commanding officer rolls his eyes at this, but lets go of Rose, and says to him, “Buy me a drink first, and we’ll see about the more, lad.”
Jack’s about to ask what kind of drink, but he’s then taken in a dance hold by the Doctor.
“I take it you know how to follow, Captain?”
Deliberate emphasis on ‘follow’, the sneaky, mind-reading bastard, with the end result, of course, that his lust is rather insistent on making itself rather obvious. “Yes, sir, I do,” Jack replies, as steadily as he can, given the circumstances. “Agency training, because you never know when you’re gonna need that kinda knowledge.”
He earns himself another eye-roll. “Hey, it’s got me out of danger more than once!” he protests. Then, as In the Mood comes from somewhere, again, led by the Doctor in a quickstep, Jack offers a wink at a wide-eyed Rose.
Given time, he’ll cure her of that reaction, he figures.
So, here he is, alive, in love, yet again.
Plenty of me to go round, beautiful, he repeats, as the TARDIS hums gently away in his mind.
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