"Jack..." The Doctor couldn't help but say his name and didn't know what else to say, pulling him closer even though his arm was stuck between him and the bed. It turned into a low moan as he grew closer, the delay of the alcohol starting to have less effect.
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Date: 2007-01-03 03:28 am (UTC)