"Do you need me to ask again yet?" Jack teased. "Oh, c'mon, you know I won't stop 'till I get what I want. Just say it!"
Jack was annoying him for hours, and the Doctor could not stand it anymore. The Doctor sighs deeply and coughs silently before he turns to Jack, saying quickly: "I...I belong to Jack." He said firmly, and then simply kept on playing with the TARDIS. Jack coughed, "Sorry but I didn't hear ya." He smirked, trying his best not to laugh at the Doctor's very annoyed look.
"I will not repeat!" He gives a little surprise squeal when he feel strong hands gripping at his waist. "Oi! Hands off, sailor!" He gives a little slap on Jack's hand, who removes it immediately. Jack's face couldn't hide how much he wanted to laugh.
Jack liked to play with the Doctor when it comes to matters like this, it was almost certainly he wouldn't know how to react. Then he corners the doctor between his arms and the console, both supported on the TARDIS console. The Doctor looks around himself, feeling well trapped, his left eyebrow rising. He looks back at Jack in confusion.
"What are you planning?" The Doctor says suspiciously, just saying something to break the silence, because Jack didn't even flinch. "I know it's not a good thing, but you MAY answer me!"
Jack stared with a smirk, and approaches his face so that he could feel the heat from the other's skin. The Doctor could feel the heavy breathing of Jack sting his neck, and shudders. "Jaaack." The Doctor groaned, in purpose Jack supposed. "We have no time for this kind of….." He paused, gulping, trying to think of some continuation to the sentence. " 'games'!"
"Oh, stop being silly. You're a Time Lord." Jack laughed a little of his own reference, and the Doctor put his hands against Jack's chest. The Doctor tries to make eye contact with Jack, but when he does, he looks away. Jack puts his hand on his cheek, forcing him to maintain eye contact.
"Why don't you look me in the eye?" Jack asks, rubbing his thumb on the soft skin.
"I have a deduction you want to..." The doctor holds his breath, loosening few seconds later. He didn't seem to disagree, even seemed to be in the mood now. "Devour me."
"You're good with deductions." Jack approached his mouth, almost kissing him and feeling the lean body shudder and almost melt in the midst of his arms. He pulls away a little, and sees the Doctor's reddish face, his half-closed eyes and his deep breathing.
"Wait a moment! Are you... embarrassed?" Jack asked, a teasing grin forming on his lips. "Did you really thought I would… Hmmm?"
"Of course not!" The alien refused, but then he felt his own skin burn and looked down, "Perhaps..."
"HA! I WON!" Jack shouted, laughing uncontrollably. "You got embarrased! I bet it was because of the 'devouring' thing." The Doctor kept quiet, his face telling Jack something, but he couldn't understand it. The Doctor strokes his own hair, reaching out his hand and pulling lightly on Jack's shirt collar.
"But," He whispered slowly on Jack's ear "I liked the idea of being devoured."