The Doctor was first to wake. It was late in the evening now and it seemed that his lovers were content to still sleep. That was alright with him as he wanted time to himself. He carefully extracted himself from Jack's arms, tucking the blanket back around him in order to keep him warm before finding a pair of pants. He pulled them on followed by a pair of trousers. Not bothering with a shirt, he made his way slowly onto the TARDIS. Connecting with her, he found that Donna and Lee had retired to their room for the night while Martha was in the medi-bay with Joshua. Going to the console, he checked the settings making sure his TARDIS was comfortable before making his way further inside. He sent out a thought to the TARDIS as he entered the corridor and she hummed her understanding through him. He went down a set of steps first heading towards an old storage room that wasn't used much in this regeneration.
Inside was a collection of paint and canvases as well as an easel in the middle of the mess. A stool still sat in front of the easel with a half-painted canvas awaiting its painter's return. The Doctor had started the painting in his seventh body but had regenerated before he was able to finish it. He kept saying that he would go back to it. Then the Time War happened and he didn't have the time nor the want to go back. His next body as the Doctor took to drinking to relax and he still favored a brandy rather than sitting in front of a canvas. He still had another two bodies before his time was done and one of them might finally finish the painting. For now, he just gathered the supplies he needed before leaving the room in the dark again as he headed back up the stairs.
Avoiding the medi-bay, he went down the corridors heading towards the bedrooms. His own room was normally hidden but since he had been helping Jack, it currently sat down its own corridor where anyone could find it. He ignored it for now as he turned down the companion's corridor instead. It was where he kept the rooms of the people currently traveling with him and held Martha, Lee and Donna, Jack, and Ianto's rooms. Now, there was a new door at the end and that is the door he headed to. He opened the door to the empty room going inside. Closing the door behind him, he looked around the medium sized room as he set his supplies down. In the next few days, he was going to take Donna and Lee somewhere that they could buy everything they needed for their child but first he was going to need room to sleep in.
Ever since finding out Jack was pregnant, the Doctor had hoped that he would be a part of the baby's life. It was a hope that he didn't voice out loud as from the beginning he knew that Jack might not keep the baby and he would have to find a safe place for the child to live. Now, he was going to paint the nursery that Joshua was going to sleep in at least for the next few years. The walls were grey and he started the night just painting them white creating a base which he could expand upon. He then painted the ceiling a darker grey that was almost black. While he was planing on painting the nursery further, he didn't want to do so without Donna and Lee's input. So with the basecoat finished he cleaned up his mess. He made sure to close the lids tightly setting them with the rest of the cans in a corner for the night. He washed up then went to the medi-bay. Martha was asleep so he made sure not to wake her as he headed over to the medicine cabinet. He retrieved a small packet of pills from it, placing it in his pocket. He left just as quietly going back out of the TARDIS and into his room.
"Couldn't sleep?" Jack wondered as he smiled up at the Time Lord. It was obvious that he had also been up for a while as he was reading a book by the light of the tableside lamp. Ianto was still snuggled up to him asleep and Jack was content to just let him rest as he read quietly.
"No," the Doctor answered. He went over to the bed pulling the packet out of his pocket as he did. From it, he pulled the paper off the back and poked one of the pills out offering it to Jack. Jack's brow furrowed in confusion as he reached for it. "It's a morning-after pill."
"Right," Jack drew out the word then popped the pill into his mouth without another thought. He could have argued, saying he didn't need the pill but his bottom was still sore from earlier reminding him how the Doctor and Ianto had owned his body. He lifted his arm, inviting the Doctor to join him in bed again. The Doctor placed the rest of the pills in the bedside table, then took Jack up on his offer climbing into the cool bed. He snuggled against Jack for warmth, laying his head on the Captain's chest. He rolled his eyes as Jack's hand drifted down deliberately stopping at his groin.
"Ianto's still asleep," the Doctor informed Jack.
"I know but it is you that I want right now," Jack whispered seductively. He leaned down kissing the Doctor softly on the top of the head. The Doctor turned his head catching Jack's lips. Taking it as permission, Jack began to move his hand rubbing the Doctor through his trousers. The Doctor kissed Jack slowly as he pushed his groin against Jack's hand taking pleasure in the sensation. They continued to kiss as Jack moved his hands so that he could help the Doctor remove his trousers then slip his pants off. Jack reached for the lube that was on the bedside table opening the top. He made it clear about his intentions as he added the lube to his own fingers. The Doctor adjusted to make it easier for Jack to slip one then two fingers up into him preparing the way.
When his fingers were removed, the Doctor started to roll on his back but Jack stopped him. The Doctor looked confused but once more allowed Jack to take charge as he was guided to his knees. He put his shoulders to the bed as Jack moved behind him. Even though he had sex with Ianto recently, Jack was larger and the stretch was a burn as he was penetrated. He gasped into the bed reaching for something to hold. Relief filled him as he met Ianto's hand and he gripped it tightly as Jack pushed deeper. He felt Jack's body press against his and Jack held still for only a moment before pulling out just as slowly. The Doctor arched his back as Ianto reached under him with his free hand. as he wrapped it around the Doctor's member. He moved his hand slowly distracting the Doctor. Jack chose that moment to his prostate and pleasure flowed through him causing a moan to escape. The slow pace soon gave way to hard thrusts. They were almost punishing as Jack gripped the Doctor's hips tightly. The slapping sound filled the room and the Doctor's own grip on Ianto's hand tightened briefly.
"Are you alright?" Ianto breathed.
"Yeah," the Doctor answered on a moan.
"Do you want me to stop him?" Ianto questioned just as quietly. The Doctor shook his head no. Even if he was going to be sore, he didn't try to stop Jack. Jack loved him, that much he knew but Jack was also angry with him. Jack blamed him for losing the life that he was happy with, even if that life had only been in his mind. He had yelled at the Doctor and lashed out at the TARDIS but had never taken out his anger on the Doctor. So the Doctor bared the brutal pace as Jack chased his release without regards to the Doctor's own comfort. He slammed two times harder then held still as he found his release deep in the Doctor's body. The Doctor fell over the edge a moment later, thanks to Ianto's hand. Jack pulled out slowly, then got off the bed. He didn't look at the Doctor as he hurried across the room into the ensuite slamming the door behind him. The Doctor's body was shaking as Ianto helped him to stretch out, guiding his member out of the way so that it didn't press painfully into the bed.
"You should go talk to him," the Doctor informed Ianto as the young Welshman looked for a flannel to help clean the Time Lord.
"I will in a minute, right now I am going to help make you comfortable," Ianto answered. He found a handkerchief and brought it to the bed. He wiped his own hand off first then gently cleaned the Doctor. His bottom was red and had to be sore but he still didn't complain. He just laid there, as Ianto cleaned him up before covering him with a blanket. With the Doctor taken care of, he through the handkerchief in the bin. Going to the ensuite door, he knocked. Jack didn't answer and when Ianto tried the door he found it locked. He knocked again. "Jack are you alright?"
"My sonic can unlock the door," the Doctor spoke up as Jack failed to.
"I will use it if he doesn't come out soon. For now, I think we should just give him a moment alone," Ianto answered. The Doctor didn't argue. Reaching for a pillow he wrapped his arms around it, as he placed his head on it. He didn't look up as Ianto took a seat on the bed, holding a cup of tea into his line of sight. The Doctor shook his head no and Ianto didn't question it as he placed the cup on the bedside table. He held his own coffee in one hand as he ran his fingers along the Doctor's spine while they waited for Jack's return.
