New Year's Eve

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Jack had gotten Ianto and Gwen tucked in for the night and warmed up by the fire before heading upstairs. He entered the Doctor's room quietly, just watching him sleep for a minute before stripping down and sliding into bed beside him. "Hey," he whispered. "Wake up?"

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[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He rolled his hips, groaning softly. "Then how could you think I wouldn't be a slut?"

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"You're a slut because you want to be." This made sense in the Doctor's booze-addled mind, but only for about two seconds, as after that he slid into Jack, slow and careful. "And...god..."

He gasped, resting for a moment. "It doesn't matter as long as you're my Jack."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His eyes rolled back as he gasped deeply. "Doctor...I...ahhohfuck," he moaned as the last of the defiance slipped away.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

Which was a pity, because the Doctor wanted to know. So he stopped moving, leaning over and whispering in his ear. "Tell me," he whispered, voice nearly breaking.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

""I'm not," he insisted, rolling his ass and moaning softly.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"I know," the Doctor said, his voice actually breaking that time. And it was true, if he thought about it, but he didn't have the sense to say it in words. "Jack," he whispered, then wrapped an arm around him, arse easing up to slide almost all the way out before coming in again, slow and at a deeper angle. "Oh, Jack..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

It was almost too much work to open his eyes, and when he did the world spun around him. Everything whirled in slow motion, ebbing and flowing as he moved along with it. "Yeah," was about all he could manage to say, so he said it again and again.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

Yeah was far, far better than no, and the Doctor moved harder, but it seemed like he was just...moving, moving into him and out again, bodies pressed together. He let out a whimper that was more like a sob.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack moaned softly, the feeling of being filled again and again too much to stay up for. His arms buckled and he fell onto his stomach, legs spread wide...and still the whispers continued.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"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.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He buried his face in the pillow, ass grinding back and up as he reached up to hold the headboard. His moans grew louder, muffled by the bedding as he writhed beneath him wantonly.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

There was definitely something to hypervodka. He pulled back, hips still meeting Jack's arse and slapping even faster, his fingers digging into his hips as he worked it. Finally, his eyes closed, back arched, and he came, crying out, hands leaving bruises on Jack's skin.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack finally turned his head, gasping for cooler air as he lifted his ass to meet those final thrusts, the heat pulsing in, filling him deep. "Love it," he whispered. "Love you...fuck..." he breathed.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

He eased out, whimpering and gasping himself, unable to stay there, it ached so much. "Love you too," he murmured, lying (more like flopping) down beside him and wrapping an arm around him.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He rolled into the embrace, draping his arm over the Doctor's waist. Clumsy kisses moved along his chest and shoulder before he gave up the effort and simply nuzzled close, the soft hair of his chest tickling Jack's nose and lips.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

Dimly, the Doctor was aware that Jack hadn't got off, and he became determined that he should, anyhow, having waited so long. He stretched into him, reaching down with his free hand to slowly run fingertips over hard cock. "Mm."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Don't," he breathed, reaching down and grabbing his wrist. "Wait."

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor actually obeyed him, freezing in place. He turned red. Redder. "Sorry..."

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

His hand closed tightly around the Doctor's slender wrist as he found the leverage to push him onto his back. He found his other wrist easily and held him down, nudging his legs apart to settle between them. "Now it's my turn," he said, a low edge of danger in his voice.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

Oh god.

There was something in Jack's voice that terrified him, but also turned him on, made his cock jerk slightly and ache as he pressed against the sheets, hard or not. "Okay," he said, slowly lifting his ass.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

Jack let go of his wrist just so he could palm the globe of a cheek, leaning in to bite carefully. "I promised to fuck you raw, didn't I?" he grinned, looking around for the abandoned tube.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"ohgod. yeah." The Doctor shivered, from both the cooling sweat and from the fact that if Jack had 'promised', then it would happen. And hurt. And be fantastic.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

He spied it quickly and flicked it open, slicking his fingers and driving two in before the lube even had a chance to get warm. "Who would you rather be with, Doctor? Rob? House, tied up and begging for his cock?" he asked harshly as he got him wet. "Or do you want Gwen? A little cunt on the side just to prove you can?"

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor turned and looked at him over his shoulder. "Pick one," he retorted, beginning to buck back and forth, clenching around his fingers. "Or maybe all of them. I'm the slut here, if anyone."

It wasn't exactly true, but it...just sort of came out.

[captainjack.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. You are," he shot back, working a third finger in roughly. "Who else. Tell me who you want so bad you can taste it."