Fic: A Kiss Is Just A Kiss
Title: A Kiss Is Just A Kiss
Series: Doctor Who
Characters: The Doctor, Jack Harkness, Martha Jones
Rating: PG-13
Beta: Going commando, anything you see hanging out is all my fault.
Spoilers: The Last of The Timelords (DW 3.13)
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or the characters therein, they belong to the BBC. Any original characters and places are my property.
Summary: Some time to actually talk leads Jack and The Doctor to the realization of a shared past.
Author's Note: Written for the brb_gallifrey crackfic challenge. I tried!
A Kiss Is Just A Kiss
Jack put his feet up on a second kitchen chair, sipping at the tea he had made. He smiled across the brim of the cup at The Doctor as the older man grimaced and made a face. Jack held up his arms, trying to block the scalding liquid as The Doctor spit it out, aiming straight for Jack.
“Hey! Hey now,” Jack cried out as he dumped his entire cup of tea along his front. “Great, survived the end of the world and I look like I pissed on myself.” Jack quickly grabbed a towel, wiping at his front. “At least if I had pissed on myself it wouldn’t be so hot.”
“Thank you, Jack,” Martha muttered, exiting the TARDIS’ kitchen at full run.
“Was it something I said?” Jack asked.
“No, never,” The Doctor stated, looking through the cupboards for something to munch on. “I should have known, he cannibalized her and left the cupboards bare.”
“I don’t think The Master had a chance to go shopping while plotting out how to end civilization as we know it,” Jack stated, taking off his shirt, and laying that over the back of the chair. He ripped off his undershit as well, laying that across the table.
The Doctor turned around and started, looking at a bare-chested Jack. “Really now Captain…”
“What? They were soaking wet.”
“There are clothes in the wardrobe.”
“I’m fine like this,” Jack said, smirking as he put his feet up on the table.
“Feet off the table,” The Doctor admonished, pushing Jack’s feet back to the floor.
“Yes Mum,” Jack replied. “So, what do you want to do?”
“How about some sleep?”
“Nah, I’m a bit wired. Normally I would ask if you want to go back to your place so I could-“ Jack grinned at him, quirking an eyebrow. “But since we’re already here…”
“Jack,” The Doctor warned. “How about we just tell stories then.”
“Fine by me,” Jack replied. A grin spread across his face as one came to mind. “Oh yeah. One time, at this masquerade ball on Belarus Major, I met this wonderful guy.”
“I can’t imagine where this is going-“ The Doctor flopped into his seat. “Wait, did you say a masquerade ball on Belarus Major?”
“Yes. This is my story, hello!”
“Go right ahead,” The Doctor stated, folding his arms across his chest and leaning back in the chair.
“Right, well I was there on official business and everything - the Time Agency and all of that - we were supposed to find and capture-“
“Princess Pimplona!”
“Yes. How did you know that?”
“Oh, well, well… Everyone knew Princess Pimplona just loved the balls on Belarus Major.”
“Did she ever have a thing for balls!” Jack leaned back in his chair. “I had her eyeballed, and was working my ay across the room when I was stopped by this bloke in a cricket sweater with a…” Jack waved his fingers where a lapel would be. “With a vegetable on his sweater!” Jack sighed. “You know, I never got his name and we were all wearing masks. I wonder if he’s still out there?”
“Uh, tell me more about this guy in the cricket sweater.”
“Right, well, he had this tan coat, and wore these white shoes! What an outfit, perfect for a masquerade ball! Then when I kept trying to get to Princess Pimplona, he suddenly pulled me into the hall and pushed me up to the wall. I had a duty to do, so I decided to stop him. So I kissed him. I flung him back against the wall and kissed him hard on the lips. I licked at his ears and ran my fingers through his blonde hair-“ Jack looked across the table. “Doctor? Are you okay? You seem very flush.”
“I’ll be okay.”
“You know, you can tell a lot about a person from a kiss.”
“Yes?”
“That, man for instance, I could tell he was a good man. He had a passion in him that was unbelievable. Fiery and so very hot-“ Jack tried to stifle the yawn, but was unsuccessful. “We never got the Princess, the kissing bandit got her first. I guess I am tired. Man, I wish I had found out who that guy was, I would love to meet him again. Good night Doctor,” Jack said as he rose up, grabbing his soiled shirts and took off down the hall to his bedroom.
He was happy, the TARDIS had kept his bedroom for him. Putting his hand on the wall to steady himself as he kicked off his boots, he gave the TARDIS a little stroke. “Yeah girl, I missed you too.” He collapsed down on the bed, feeling bone-tired. The door to his room opened and Jack looked up. He fell backwards on to the bed as The Doctor stood there, wearing a familiar cricket sweater.
“Hello Jack,” The Doctor said.
“Doctor?”
“You said you can tell a lot about a man from a kiss, you aren’t the only one.” The Doctor walked in, grabbing Jack by the shoulders and leaned in, kissing him hard.
Jack’s head swam with all the implications. He wrapped his arms around The Doctor and pulled the Timelord down to his bed, rolling on top of The Doctor. “You minx, you. You’ve known all this time?”
“I didn’t realize it was you. When you kissed me before, in my last regeneration, I had a sensation-“
“I bet you had a sensation.”
“Jack, stop it.”
“No masks to hide behind now Doctor,” Jack stated, kissing The Doctor in return.
Series: Doctor Who
Characters: The Doctor, Jack Harkness, Martha Jones
Rating: PG-13
Beta: Going commando, anything you see hanging out is all my fault.
Spoilers: The Last of The Timelords (DW 3.13)
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or the characters therein, they belong to the BBC. Any original characters and places are my property.
Summary: Some time to actually talk leads Jack and The Doctor to the realization of a shared past.
Author's Note: Written for the brb_gallifrey crackfic challenge. I tried!
A Kiss Is Just A Kiss
Jack put his feet up on a second kitchen chair, sipping at the tea he had made. He smiled across the brim of the cup at The Doctor as the older man grimaced and made a face. Jack held up his arms, trying to block the scalding liquid as The Doctor spit it out, aiming straight for Jack.
“Hey! Hey now,” Jack cried out as he dumped his entire cup of tea along his front. “Great, survived the end of the world and I look like I pissed on myself.” Jack quickly grabbed a towel, wiping at his front. “At least if I had pissed on myself it wouldn’t be so hot.”
“Thank you, Jack,” Martha muttered, exiting the TARDIS’ kitchen at full run.
“Was it something I said?” Jack asked.
“No, never,” The Doctor stated, looking through the cupboards for something to munch on. “I should have known, he cannibalized her and left the cupboards bare.”
“I don’t think The Master had a chance to go shopping while plotting out how to end civilization as we know it,” Jack stated, taking off his shirt, and laying that over the back of the chair. He ripped off his undershit as well, laying that across the table.
The Doctor turned around and started, looking at a bare-chested Jack. “Really now Captain…”
“What? They were soaking wet.”
“There are clothes in the wardrobe.”
“I’m fine like this,” Jack said, smirking as he put his feet up on the table.
“Feet off the table,” The Doctor admonished, pushing Jack’s feet back to the floor.
“Yes Mum,” Jack replied. “So, what do you want to do?”
“How about some sleep?”
“Nah, I’m a bit wired. Normally I would ask if you want to go back to your place so I could-“ Jack grinned at him, quirking an eyebrow. “But since we’re already here…”
“Jack,” The Doctor warned. “How about we just tell stories then.”
“Fine by me,” Jack replied. A grin spread across his face as one came to mind. “Oh yeah. One time, at this masquerade ball on Belarus Major, I met this wonderful guy.”
“I can’t imagine where this is going-“ The Doctor flopped into his seat. “Wait, did you say a masquerade ball on Belarus Major?”
“Yes. This is my story, hello!”
“Go right ahead,” The Doctor stated, folding his arms across his chest and leaning back in the chair.
“Right, well I was there on official business and everything - the Time Agency and all of that - we were supposed to find and capture-“
“Princess Pimplona!”
“Yes. How did you know that?”
“Oh, well, well… Everyone knew Princess Pimplona just loved the balls on Belarus Major.”
“Did she ever have a thing for balls!” Jack leaned back in his chair. “I had her eyeballed, and was working my ay across the room when I was stopped by this bloke in a cricket sweater with a…” Jack waved his fingers where a lapel would be. “With a vegetable on his sweater!” Jack sighed. “You know, I never got his name and we were all wearing masks. I wonder if he’s still out there?”
“Uh, tell me more about this guy in the cricket sweater.”
“Right, well, he had this tan coat, and wore these white shoes! What an outfit, perfect for a masquerade ball! Then when I kept trying to get to Princess Pimplona, he suddenly pulled me into the hall and pushed me up to the wall. I had a duty to do, so I decided to stop him. So I kissed him. I flung him back against the wall and kissed him hard on the lips. I licked at his ears and ran my fingers through his blonde hair-“ Jack looked across the table. “Doctor? Are you okay? You seem very flush.”
“I’ll be okay.”
“You know, you can tell a lot about a person from a kiss.”
“Yes?”
“That, man for instance, I could tell he was a good man. He had a passion in him that was unbelievable. Fiery and so very hot-“ Jack tried to stifle the yawn, but was unsuccessful. “We never got the Princess, the kissing bandit got her first. I guess I am tired. Man, I wish I had found out who that guy was, I would love to meet him again. Good night Doctor,” Jack said as he rose up, grabbing his soiled shirts and took off down the hall to his bedroom.
He was happy, the TARDIS had kept his bedroom for him. Putting his hand on the wall to steady himself as he kicked off his boots, he gave the TARDIS a little stroke. “Yeah girl, I missed you too.” He collapsed down on the bed, feeling bone-tired. The door to his room opened and Jack looked up. He fell backwards on to the bed as The Doctor stood there, wearing a familiar cricket sweater.
“Hello Jack,” The Doctor said.
“Doctor?”
“You said you can tell a lot about a man from a kiss, you aren’t the only one.” The Doctor walked in, grabbing Jack by the shoulders and leaned in, kissing him hard.
Jack’s head swam with all the implications. He wrapped his arms around The Doctor and pulled the Timelord down to his bed, rolling on top of The Doctor. “You minx, you. You’ve known all this time?”
“I didn’t realize it was you. When you kissed me before, in my last regeneration, I had a sensation-“
“I bet you had a sensation.”
“Jack, stop it.”
“No masks to hide behind now Doctor,” Jack stated, kissing The Doctor in return.