002: Fitting in
I finally found my coat! Hated having to cut holes in the back of it, but it's had worse, I suppose. It was in the weapons shop, who knew my coat was a weapon? Vortex manipulator was there too, but it's broken again. Of course.
Doctor, you found your sonic yet? I'm guessing this place isn't going to let you have the TARDIS.Thanks to everyone who ( Read more... )
Doctor, you found your sonic yet? I'm guessing this place isn't going to let you have the TARDIS.Thanks to everyone who ( Read more... )
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Trust me, Doctor. Boring is the very last thing it would be.
[He steps closer, invading personal space juuuust a bit.] Want a demonstration?
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Well, I, um...
[He'd rather not run, but that instinct is driving him mad. He knows if he does he'd never hear the end of it, especially form Jenny. And besides, where would he run to? It doesn't help this tree is in the way either, making him feel a bit trapped. It's a feeling he'll probably have to get used to once he realizes just how stuck he is in Luceti.]
Ah, so...uh... [He sense innuendo in there somewhere but he's less experienced with such advances from men than from women so he's a little oblivious.] What sort of 'demonstration' are you talking about? [Thinking: 'If he means dissecting me in the name of science for the good of humankind the answer will be a definite 'no'...']
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Nothing major, I promise. [Reaching out, he brushes his fingertips lightly along the side of the Doctor's face.] Just a kiss. [He's closer now, and leaning in a bit, waiting for the Doctor to shove him away or refuse him. He's kissed the Doctor once before, on the Gamestation, but that was hard and frantic, a kiss goodbye before heading to his death. This would be different... if he could get away with it.]
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Jack... [He lifts his hands up, palms flat against the Captain's chest. Neither pushing away, nor pulling in farther. Just enough to establish a little bit of space, to keep him from feeling entirely closed in.] It's never "nothing" with you. [He tilts his head away mostly, giving Jack almost entirely his profile. He fixates on the rest of the wood, before shifting back to meet Jack's gaze. Face showing cool reserve, but there's no hiding that instinctual fear ( ... )
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I didn't say it would be 'nothing.' It would never be that. [His own heart is pounding in his chest, and he wonders if the Doctor can feel it.] It would just be the beginning.
[He's close enough now that he can feel the Doctor's breath on his lips, slightly warmer puffs in the cold air. His wings flutter slightly, the only indication of his agitation.] It's nothing major because there are so many other things I'd love to do with you, Doctor. This is... just a demonstration. Right?
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Right... [The Doctor's eyes shift from Jack, to the left, to the right, then back to Jack. He's panting softly, trying to keep up with the anxiety coursing through his nerves. The rhythm of four pounds away at his head. His wings ache from being flattened against the rough bark of the tree, but he's able to ignore it.]
[And did he hear correctly - yes, he did. Jack used that L-word. Not to the full use, but even still. That didn't sit well with him. The last time that word was used it had nearly disastrous results. No. Never again would he allow that to happen. He would never let himself even ( ... )
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It's all right.
[He strokes his thumb gently over the Doctor's cheek, waiting for him to meet his gaze again. He can see the fear, the uncertainty, the guilt, all warring for dominance... but there's something else there, trust, want, need, all flickering in his wide brown eyes.]
Just a... [Cupping his hand around the back of the Doctor's neck, he tilts his head, lips just barely brushing the Doctor's, a nearly electric thrill running through his body at the touch.] Mmm...
[Sliding his other hand to the Doctor's waist, he pulls him closer, bodies pressing together as he deepens the kiss, lips moving softly, passionately.]
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...Hm? [He shifts slightly, sliding his hands up to drape his arms over Jack's shoulders. For a few moments he pauses, just letting Jack kiss him. His eyes widen in surprise at the fervor before fluttering shut. Finally, he manages to fight down the instinct enough to kiss him back - just a little. Enough to give the Captain a taste of what he wanted but also enough to let him know that he was holding back on purpose. The feel of their bodies touching sends jolts through him and warmth spreading across his colder form.]
[He can't help but feel awkward, either. It'd been a while since he'd kissed a man - the same man in fact. And it'd been so brief he'd never actually had to think about that one. Yet now he had to worry about where to put his hands, of all ( ... )
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I'm really kissing him... I'm kissing the Doctor...
[That thought alone is enough to make him moan softly, pressing closer to the Time Lord. All the guilt, the pain, the reasons why he left Earth seem to fade away in this moment, and he can just forget. He wonders if the Doctor can sense what he's feeling now... his tightly-controlled mental shields over his emotions and thoughts are slipping a bit, and he really can't bring himself to care; he wants the Doctor to know exactly what this kiss is doing to him. All the pent-up desire and anger and guilt and want for this man are bubbling up from the depths and he knows he has to break this off now before it becomes more than just a demonstration.]
[Finally, reluctantly, he breaks the kiss and draws away, barely a breath separating them, panting lightly as he pulls himself back under control.]
And that's... just a taste. [He's still holding the Doctor close, his wings twitching a bit, fingertips ( ... )
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[He studies Jack for a moment, regarding him curiously. Part of him wants to know what he was thinking - to tap into his mind and open some doors, just to figure out what all this is about. But he doesn't; he won't. Much in the same way he didn't appreciate Reinette's mental invasion, nor Skye's. Jack has far too many years, far too many secrets hidden away, and he knows there's a lot in there he would not want to risk stumbling upon. But at the same time, he doesn't like not knowing. Not being able to understand something happening around him. Not to say he didn't know the Captain fancied him, he did, and would try to shrug it ( ... )
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There is no... thing, right? I haven't even really caught you yet. [He smiles and takes a step back, his walls coming back up. He's good at this... he's used to this. Hiding his emotions comes naturally.] But yeah, it'll stay right here. I won't tell anyone, don't worry.
[Taking a deep breath, he steps away again, shoving his hands in his pockets.] Priorities, right. Gotta get everyone out, and if anyone can, I'm sure it'll be you. [There's another smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, his own failures haunting him.] It'll be good to travel with you again. I'd like that.
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Of course there is no thing! [His speech is now back to coming out a mile a minute, and slightly panicked.] Why would there be a thing? I was just saying that whatever it was that just happened, it's best not to be repeated. Now... [The Doctor looks all around, brow ( ... )
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Stop it, you know he'll never look at you that way. And what the hell is wrong with you anyway, it hasn't even been a year since...
[He cuts himself off from that line of thinking, pushing down the pain as he has for the past long months. Realizing he's been standing in silence for too long, he nods and takes a few hurried steps to catch up with the Doctor.] Right behind you.
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[But at the same time the TARDIS, along with the screwdriver, was one of his biggest handicaps. Without it - without them - there really wasn't a whole lot he could do. It wasn't as if he could just conjure up the perfect escape with some twine, a paperclip, and a piece of chewing gum. No, it'd need to be much more refined. Obviously, they knew his weaknesses and were using them all against him. He'd never felt ( ... )
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