[private party]

[more_flexible]

The beds had been easy once Stu showed him how. One tree cut to make four posts, another split to make four rails, and rope criss-crossed to fashion a spring form for the matress to lay on. Overall not a bad job.

Jack had made three, with a couple more ready to be assembled. He'd painstakingly gotten matresses together with dry grasses and fabric the box had coughed up when he flirted with it a little. Granted, it was garishly printed muslin from the late sixties and early seventies, but it held the grass, it was soft and strong, and it did the trick.

He'd only prepared one of the beds, though. He'd like to say that was all the bedding he could find, but the truth of it was it was their first night in the treehouse and Jack and the Doctor were alone. The only light came from a couple oil lamps and the only things in the place were the beds and some chairs, but that didn't really matter...

Jack was looking forward to one thing and one thing only.

His Partner.

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[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"I'll know. Through osmosis." The Doctor climbed up the rest of the rungs of the ladder and stood up, wandering in. "Want to get those stairs done soon, too."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"You won't know through osmosis," he scoffed, tossing pillows onto the bed and walking over to him. "You won't even think about them after a couple days."

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"I'll know," the Doctor insisted, to be contrary, but he was grinning. "And for all the time I sleep on them, I'll have dreams that came out of Leary's worst nightmares, I think. Electric Kool-Aid."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Then I'll just have to make sure you're too exhausted to dream," he purred, closing the distance and wrapping his arms around the Doctor. He looked into his eyes and smiled softly, leaning in and kissing him softly.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"Every night?" the Doctor asked, then kissed him back, drawing his lips out. "That might garner complaints."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Every night you want," he said softly. Eager hands began to undress him, shirt first, then jeans. His kisses had a hard edge of desire to them as if he were more than a little desperate.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

Jack wasn't ever that desperate, though, and the Doctor knew it. He needed a good reason. "You all right?" he asked, fingers working against the fly of Jack's jeans, deft but slow as a tease.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack groaned, hips pressing forward into his hands. "Want you," he whispered an answer, hands everywhere at once. "Need you so bad."

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

From the way Jack had been hanging on House yesterday, the Doctor was surprised that they hadn't been up to something. "Why?" he whispered, yanking the denim down hard, enough to sting for a moment.

Not like he didn't know what he wanted tonight. He did.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He sucked in a sharp breath and closed his eyes. The sting faded fast, but it was just enough to keep him grounded.

"Because I've been waiting for you. I haven't fucked anyone in days, haven't even jerked off...I'm about ready to fucking explode," he admitted as he stripped the Doctor's shirt off with one smooth motion.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"Waiting...for me?" The Doctor looked puzzled and finished pulling Jack's shirt off, then kicked off his own boxers. "For god's sake, why?"

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Just to see if I could."

And it really was just as simple as that. There wasn't much else to do but set challenges for himself, and they kept getting progressively harder.

"But I think I've about reached my limit," he said low, dangerous, taking the Doctor by the arms and leading him to the bed.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

God, it was fucking hot. That was really the only thing he could think about it. "Then maybe you should do something about it," he said, eyes meeting Jack's and darkening quickly.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Plan to," he replied, reaching the bed and pushing him back. He dropped with him, lips trailing from mouth to throat to collarbones and shoulders.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

It had been several days for him as well, and he moaned, spreading his legs to wrap them around Jack's hips. "Please..." he whispered, head falling back against the bed, which was more comfortable than he'd thought.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Should...wait," he moaned, teeth nipping carefully at his chest. That might be what he said, but his hips ground forward, his cock hard and hot and aching as he pushed against the Doctor's. "Want you to like it..."

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor found himself growling low. He reached for Jack's hair and yanked his head up. "Fuck that," he hissed, and spread his legs wider. It wasn't right for him to say he hadn't been buggered in two weeks and it was driving him mad, but the point was clear.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack brought his fingers to his mouth and wet them, watching the Doctor's eyes in the low light as he pressed them inside, feeling the tight resistance open for him. "God, you want it as bad as I do," he moaned. "Tell me how bad..."

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

He gasped and cried out, baring his throat for a moment, as Jack slid in, easing the need just enough. "Haven't...had it in two weeks," he admitted, blushing. "Couldn't...oh god, Jack..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Tsk tsk tsk," he chided, leaning in to draw sucking kisses down taut cord and muscle along his neck. "Two weeks..." he purred, finger working deep and then pulling back so he could add a second.

As he did, he moved lower, kissing his way down throat and chest and belly. "I'm going to suck you off first. Fuck you with your own come. You waited so long...your body's begging for it to be dirty," he purred.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The gasps turned to low cries, the Doctor not far enough gone to mind the neighbours...though the closest were a ways off. "Fucking dirty mind," he gritted out, hips grinding down on Jack's fingers. "That's why you're doing it, you want it like that."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I do," he said, hesitating just a moment before parting his lips and drawing his cock in deep. Dry lips, dry cock, it didn't matter the way his mouth was watering for it. It was slick soon enough and Jack fucked him with two fingers while his other hand took the Doctor by the hip and pulled him up, again and again, making him fuck his mouth.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

This time he did cry out, loud and hoarse, hips thrusting up and deep into Jack's hot mouth. His cock hit the back of his throat, which only made him moan, and he reached down to grab Jack by the hair, hard.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

The hell with slow. Fuck erotic. Jack sucked hard then let go, groaning in his throat as the Doctor pulled him down and thrust up. Wet sounds of sucking melded with the soft noise of bodies colliding with bodies as Jack drove his fingers in, hard but careful, bending them to tease the swollen bulge of his prostate.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor bucked upwards, muscles tightening, as he cried out again at the touch inside him. It made his hips grind down hard, body squeeze tight. He was going to kick himself later, but he wasn't going to last long at all Not like this. Grunting, he thrust deeper. "You can't wait, can you," he hissed. "Maybe I shouldn't let your cock near my arse."