Doctor Who - fic - A Little More Flirting, Please!, Jack/Martha, Jack/Doctor, R/15
Title - A Little More Flirting, Please!
Author - laurab1
Rating - R/15
Pairings - Jack/Martha, Jack/Doctor
Length - 430 words
Summary - prompt, from lgbtfest, 507 - Doctor Who, Jack/Martha, sexuality isn't a binary
Spoilers - 3.11 Utopia
Disclaimer - alas, none of these people are mine
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
A Little More Flirting, Please!
by Laura
Martha’s known him for a matter of minutes. In that time, Captain Jack Harkness has managed to flirt with her, three seconds after gasping and reviving (she flirted straight back), have what pretty much amounted to a domestic argument with the Doctor and then hug him, in expressing his joy about Rose Tyler still being alive.
When the gorgeous man tells her about being abandoned, the short time she’s been ignored by the Doctor seems nothing, compared to Jack’s nearly one hundred and forty years of waiting.
***
In the safety of the silo, there’s yet more flirting from Jack. Human male, first. Then a female, blue-skinned, human-sized, insectoid alien. In a long-suffering voice, the Doctor keeps telling him to stop it, and Jack just keeps replying that he’s only saying hello.
Chantho smiles, says she doesn’t mind. “Maybe later, Blue,” Jack says, winking at her.
As Chantho giggles like a teenage girl and smiles even wider, Martha works out exactly what she wants to ask Jack.
***
“So, Captain. Human women,” she tells Jack, when Professor Yana and the Doctor don’t need them.
“Yes, Martha Jones,” he says, smiling.
“Human men.”
“Yeah.”
“Humanoid aliens.”
“Oh, yes.”
“And alien aliens? You fancy all of them?”
“Yeah. You should try it, sometime, Martha.” Jack’s voice becomes quiet, intimate, as he continues, “Y’know, I love flirting with humans, sleeping with them. But I also adore flirting and sleeping with someone who has a body that’s so completely different to ours, or even his; learning what arouses him, her, it.”
“But how did you even know you wanted that, in the first place, Jack?” Martha eventually manages to ask, when she’s finished processing his statement. Three thousand years between them, and she feels every single one. Girls, or boys, or both, or neither. Girls and boys and aliens…
“Alien seahorse shagged me on the beach, in the shallows, when I was twenty five,” he tells her, quick as a flash. “Once you’ve had a sea creature kiss you, wrap her limbs around you, push them deep as hell inside you…” Jack leaves the point hanging, a huge grin on his face.
“…Everything else seems rather tame?” Martha wonders.
“Yeah. It does.” Jack’s smile briefly becomes softer; he takes her hand, kisses the knuckles. “You want the rest of that story, Martha? Seems to me, we’re gonna be sat here being useless for a while yet.”
Looking over at Yana and the Doctor, who are very engrossed in what they’re doing, Martha agrees. “Then, yes, tell me about your sexual misadventures with alien sea life, Jack.”
-end-
Jack's story, "Hippocampus xenoica", is here - http://laurab1.livejournal.com/246030.html
crosspost:
lifeonmartha
jack_martha
tenmarthajack
galactic_conman
dwfiction
Author - laurab1
Rating - R/15
Pairings - Jack/Martha, Jack/Doctor
Length - 430 words
Summary - prompt, from lgbtfest, 507 - Doctor Who, Jack/Martha, sexuality isn't a binary
Spoilers - 3.11 Utopia
Disclaimer - alas, none of these people are mine
Feedback is loved and appreciated :) Enjoy!
A Little More Flirting, Please!
by Laura
Martha’s known him for a matter of minutes. In that time, Captain Jack Harkness has managed to flirt with her, three seconds after gasping and reviving (she flirted straight back), have what pretty much amounted to a domestic argument with the Doctor and then hug him, in expressing his joy about Rose Tyler still being alive.
When the gorgeous man tells her about being abandoned, the short time she’s been ignored by the Doctor seems nothing, compared to Jack’s nearly one hundred and forty years of waiting.
***
In the safety of the silo, there’s yet more flirting from Jack. Human male, first. Then a female, blue-skinned, human-sized, insectoid alien. In a long-suffering voice, the Doctor keeps telling him to stop it, and Jack just keeps replying that he’s only saying hello.
Chantho smiles, says she doesn’t mind. “Maybe later, Blue,” Jack says, winking at her.
As Chantho giggles like a teenage girl and smiles even wider, Martha works out exactly what she wants to ask Jack.
***
“So, Captain. Human women,” she tells Jack, when Professor Yana and the Doctor don’t need them.
“Yes, Martha Jones,” he says, smiling.
“Human men.”
“Yeah.”
“Humanoid aliens.”
“Oh, yes.”
“And alien aliens? You fancy all of them?”
“Yeah. You should try it, sometime, Martha.” Jack’s voice becomes quiet, intimate, as he continues, “Y’know, I love flirting with humans, sleeping with them. But I also adore flirting and sleeping with someone who has a body that’s so completely different to ours, or even his; learning what arouses him, her, it.”
“But how did you even know you wanted that, in the first place, Jack?” Martha eventually manages to ask, when she’s finished processing his statement. Three thousand years between them, and she feels every single one. Girls, or boys, or both, or neither. Girls and boys and aliens…
“Alien seahorse shagged me on the beach, in the shallows, when I was twenty five,” he tells her, quick as a flash. “Once you’ve had a sea creature kiss you, wrap her limbs around you, push them deep as hell inside you…” Jack leaves the point hanging, a huge grin on his face.
“…Everything else seems rather tame?” Martha wonders.
“Yeah. It does.” Jack’s smile briefly becomes softer; he takes her hand, kisses the knuckles. “You want the rest of that story, Martha? Seems to me, we’re gonna be sat here being useless for a while yet.”
Looking over at Yana and the Doctor, who are very engrossed in what they’re doing, Martha agrees. “Then, yes, tell me about your sexual misadventures with alien sea life, Jack.”
-end-
Jack's story, "Hippocampus xenoica", is here - http://laurab1.livejournal.com/246030.html
crosspost:
lifeonmartha
jack_martha
tenmarthajack
galactic_conman
dwfiction