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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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"God, I could ride you like this, jerk off, use you," he gasped, bringing himself so damn close before he stopped and let go.

"But you know I won't. You know I can't stop at that...not when you look like that, naked and beautiful," he said, reaching under the mattress for a little bottle he had stowed away. He was fast, aching and pulsing in his own hand as he got himself ready, then toyed with the Doctor's ass for a moment. "You are so fucking beautiful," he hissed, leaning in and bracing himself above him as he guided his cock inside, groaning at the tight heat gripping him.

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Much as it was giving in to do it, the Doctor arched and cried out as Jack entered him, relaxing but squeezing a little around his cock. His ass rose upwards to meet him, and he moaned low in harmony with Jack. "Not as beautiful," he replied, voice hoarse and thin as he gripped the blanket with both hands in fists.

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He moved slow, wanting it to last, wanting the Doctor to feel every last inch of him as he slid in and dragged back against his hole. He could hold off, he knew he could. Even as much as he wanted it, to fuck, to come, to make the Doctor cry out, he could wait.

He just had to go slow.

"You are. So beautiful it hurts," he moaned, leaning in to lay a kiss between his shoulder blades.

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That...was just fine. It got to the point where the Doctor thought he might tear the blanket and into the mattress, his fingers clenched around it so tight. "Jack," he cried out, softly, moving back against him. "My sweet Jack."

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Soft kisses fell across his shoulders as Jack sighed softly. It was definitely worth waiting for...to hear that name on his lips, to feel him moving in time and driving back against him.

"Love you so much...couldn't wait to do this. To feel you..." he gasped.

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"So much," he echoed, ass rising to meet Jack, over and over again. The speed would kill him, but he didn't care. "More, please...Jack..."

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Steady and slow had it's appeal, but as the need built and the sound of the Doctor's pleas echoed in his ears, Jack changed angle, bracing himself above the Doctor and driving into him harder, faster, still steady, but forcefully enough to grit his teeth and try to stifle the raw, animal grunts that came with each thrust.

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The Doctor had enough sense left to him to know that it wouldn't take Jack long at all like this. Not that that was a problem--his goal, instead, was to make it bloody fantastic whenever. He grit his own teeth together and looked at Jack over his shoulder. "You call this hard?" he asked, voice low and nearly growling.

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His response manifested itself in Jack leaning heavy on his hands and pulling his legs higer, angle changing enough that he couldslam into the Doctor with every ounce of force he could manage. Fists balled the sheets and he cried out, the sound torn from him as he tried to choke it down.

When he came it was one fast gush that began near his heart and rushed out as he stuttered the Doctor's name pumping hard until he ached to his bones and was completely empty.

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Sweet god, he was going to be sore, but he didn't care, not with the way Jack loved it, was losing himself in it. It lost him too, moaning low and deep as he jammed himself back onto Jack's cock and clenched him tight as he came. "Sweet Jack," he whispered, voice nearly gone.

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He sank, boneless and breathless, against the Doctor. Laying on top of him just long enough to catch his breath, he pulled out and dropped to the side.

"Christ, I've missed you," he gasped.

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The Doctor gasped and then shook slightly at the loss of the heat inside him. He moved over and pressed up against you. "And I you," he replied. "We need to do this more often."

Though considering how he'd been fucked, he was still half-hard. He'd live with it.

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"Yeah," Jack agreed, rolling to kiss him, hand moving to stroke his cock hard again. "Like now," he said, voice breathless with need. Just because he'd come didn't mean he was done..."Fuck me back," he whispered agianst the Doctor's mouth.

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"Oh, fuck, Jack..." The Doctor gasped and thrust his hips against Jack's hand, hardening quickly as they kissed. "How d'you want it?" he asked, voice turning sly.

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"Slow," he breathed. "And look in my eyes...I want to keep kissing you."

He rolled a little onto his back, urging the Doctor on top of him.

"I want to feel you all over me."

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He spit into his hand and nodded, rubbing it onto his cock. Slow...yeah, he'd do slow. But he wasn't in any mood to prepare him, or he'd spend ages just fucking him with his hand, and his cock wasn't about to let that happen. So he lifted Jack's hips and spread him slowly.

"This might hurt," he warned, pressing against his ass, looking him in the eye.

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"Yeah," he groaned, wanting it, needing to feel something more than the ache of desire. Besides, if it got too bad, there was always the bottle handy. "Fuck me," he said, challenging the Doctor with just a look.

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He didn't need to be told twice, and met Jack's look with one of his own, as well as a firm thrust inwards. The resistance felt good, so good, christ...and he worked his way in to the hilt with slight twists of his hips.

"Haven't taken it for a while, have you," he said, voice low.

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Legs dragged up the Doctor's sides, holding on to his hips and keeping his ass angled so he could fuck him deep and slow. "Long time," he agreed. "Two weeks...too long."

Hands moved smoothly up his arms at hold him around the shoulders as he rocked his hips into every thrust.

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Closing his eyes, he breathed in deep, just for a moment, and then opened them, flashing dark at Jack. "Definitely too long. You're the one who's beautiful," he whispered, shifting his hips to thrust deeper and make the most of the angle.

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Jack gasped and held on tighter with both legs and arms. Arching back hard, a deep moan began in his throat as he rocked and pulled against the Doctor. "And...you want me..." he breathed, the burning pressure subsiding to pure ecstacy. "Have me..."