Disclaimer: Doctor Who owns my soul, I own nothing.
Spoilers: None
Summary: He doesn't like to share
Prompt: Jealousy
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd, all mistakes are mine and mine alone. Written for Wendymr for bidding on me during the April 2009 Support Stacie Author Auction.
He watches his companions. Watches Rose's hand slip into Jack's. Watches her smile at him, listening raptly to another tall tale.
That's his hand to hold. His smile.
Not this intergalatic playboy with an eye for the ladies. And men.
And Time Lord he thinks, watching Jack's gaze land on him. Slide down his chest...further.
He'll deal with the Captain's interest later. Right now he's got more important matters to deal with.
Like Rose.
Reaching out, he grasps her hand, pulls her to his side. Smiles tenderly at her before turning his gaze on Jack with a single warning:
Mine!