Ch 10

"I can walk you know," The Doctor protested as Jack swooped him off his feet as they arrived at the camp site and walked towards the tent.

"I want you to conserve your energy," Jack smiled, "and this time no tricks. I want you to be honest if you don't like what I'm doing, say so.

"What if I don't want to do anything?"

Jack's heart skipped a beat until he looked into the dark eyes twinkling with mischief, and he realised he was being teased, "oh I have ways of changing your mind," he grinned widely, as he set the man in his arms on his feet and pulled him in tight. Slipping the coat from the thin shoulders and pulling it off completely he then licked a slow trail from the long neck to his ear, pausing to bite at the tender lobe.

As he did this he felt the thin body pressed so intimately against him shudder briefly, and held back a triumphant laugh. Instead he rubbed his rock hard bulge against him, and took the cool lips in a passionate kiss.

"You have to promise me," Jack pleaded once he broke off the kiss, "no putting on a show for me. I'm a big boy and I can take it."

When that got no response he wondered if this was really going to happen. He still stung a bit from their previous encounter, he had never had anyone have to fake enjoyment with him. And now he was possibly going to be put in that same position again.

He wanted to believe the reactions he was getting were genuine but having been burned before...

Jack was brought out of his thoughts by long fingers cupping the sides of his face and pulling him in for another kiss. Even as his body was washed over by the delighted surprise and passion being communicated by this simple action Jack was still thinking. He waited until he could breathe again before getting down on the sleeping bags, and grinning up at the Time Lord.

"You're seen my moves," Jack teased, "now let's see yours!"

"I don't think..." The Doctor stammered, looking down at Jack with his eyes wide.

Jack sat up and took his hands, gently bringing him in closer, "I'm sure you have some, maybe they're a bit rusty but believe me, I'm easy."

There was a moment when he almost thought the Time Lord was going to bolt out of the tent. He feel him tense up, eyeing the door way and turning away from Jack's gaze. Jack wasn't aware he had been holding his breath until The Doctor gave a slight shrug and joined him on the sleeping bag, laying down on his side to regard him carefully.

They lay in silence, unmoving, for what seemed like an eternity to Jack, until a hand ventured out and stroked him, neck to knee and back again. Wondering if he should purr or not he just laid still. That seemed to encourage the hand and it unzipped and slid inside his coat brushing the sensitive skin of his nipples in a delightfully teasing way.

Unable to remain passive any longer Jack quickly striped off his clothing wincing slightly as the chill air assailed him. He wriggled inside the sleeping bag and held the flap open as an invitation for The Doctor to join him. Disappointingly, Jack bit back a sigh, the only thing that came off was the trainers before he was joined inside.

Given the hesitation of earlier Jack was completely caught off guard when the first thing the Time Lord did upon being zipping in with him was dive down under the cover and swallow him whole. He gasped and arched as the not-quite warm mouth encircled him. He could feel the strong throat muscles tighten as he was taken in deeper and deeper, and the urge to thrust into that tightness made him groan with the effort of holding back.

He was released until just the tip of his cock was still inside the sensation of the tongue taking small tastes almost as intense as the first initial contact, and then pulled deep inside once again.

As he whimpered and clutched at the thick hair entwined in his grasp he marvelled that at no point did the man so deliciously assaulting his senses pause for a breath and was almost worried until he recalled the ability of Time Lords to go into respiratory bypass. He was pretty sure evolution didn't come up with that for this purpose, but oh god, how wonderful an adaptation it was! he thought as he held on tight.