This is a 300 word request fic for kateisalion (twitter) for Jack/Tardis. It is 102 words over but it was fun.


He walked around the console gently stroking it. The tardis hummed contently.

"You like that don't you old girl?" Jack whispered affectionately. It has been so long since they have last seen each other and the Tardis has been waiting. She has been waiting since he the very first time he stepped through her doors. She wasn't the one that had wanted to leave him behind on Satellite 5.

Noticing the reaction he got out of her, Jack started to stroke her a little faster. She hummed a little louder. Fully knowing what he was doing jack started rubbing both hands along the tardis, feeling drawn towards her.

He stopped stroking her for a quarter of a second to pull his jacket off. She groaned in protest. As soon as his coat was off both of his hands were back onto her, stroking rhythmically.

As time passed her hums grew louder and louder into moans. Unsatisfied by this position, jack climbed up onto the console and stroked her center. Jack was feeling drawn to the tardis and not in the normal way that anyone who has traveled in the tardis is. No, this was different. He knew how the Tardis was feeling and it almost felt like she was projecting her feelings onto him. What ever she was doing it succeeded in creating a growing bulge in his pants.

He was suddenly mad for contact. He needed it, he craved it.

He ripped of his shirt not caring if it ripped. What was one shirt if you can live forever? He quickly undid his pant buckle and shimmied them down with his boxers. He started rubbing every part of his body that he could up against her center, his erection growing significantly larger.

The tardis started shaking as Jack rubbed harder and harder. He almost swore he heard her chanting captain in his head but he was a little more focused in other places.

After only a few more moments the tardis started shaking and screeching, the light on top flickering violently. Right as she did, Jack also came, soaking himself and the console. After the few moments of shared intense pleasure he collapsed onto the console still breathing heavily.

He patted the console fondly, "that was good old girl wasn't it."

He leaned back and closed his eyes.

The Doctor chose that moment to walk in "Girl what is wrong with-"