-Four years prior-

The Doctor sat in their home staring at the stars through the window. His stomach had grown over the last couple of months and now there was no denying that he was pregnant to himself or the others at the hub. In public, he could wear his coat and people just assumed that he was fat as male pregnancy had yet to be introduced in this century. It was just as well because he didn't want to be another pregnant person who had their belly touched while people asked when he was due. At least this way the only people who regularly bugged him about his pregnancy were Martha and Jack. Everyone else tended to leave him alone allowing him to forget for just a moment that he would have a child to care for soon.

He sighed. He still hadn't figure out a way to tell Jack that he wanted to be Emily's daddy and a part of her life. That he wanted to watch the child grow with Jack caring for her. He wanted more than anything to hear her call him daddy. He thought for a long time that part of him had died. The part that wanted the family with children but Jenny had helped reawaken his hearts for the short time she was in his life and now he hoped that Emily could help heal them.

"Are you alright Doc?" Jack questioned. The Doctor started turning to look at the Captain who was standing in the living room with him.

"Fine," the Doctor answered.

"Are you sure because I have been calling your name for several minutes and you didn't answer me," Jack responded. The Doctor smiled at him.

"I was just thinking. Did you need something, Jack?" the Doctor wondered.

"I was making myself a snack before bed and I was wondering if you wanted anything," Jack informed him. The Doctor shook his head no. Jack disappeared back into the kitchen and the Doctor turned to look back out at the stars. He was getting better during the day but at night he missed his TARDIS so badly that it hurt. She had been his friend and home for over five hundred years and now she was gone and he didn't know if he would ever see her again. He was stuck on Earth for the time being and he just wanted to run farther than he had ever run before. Only he couldn't. Sometimes, when he sat in the window and concentrated he swore he could almost feel her. That she was closer than he thought but he wasn't able to figure out where.

"I'm going to bed," the Doctor called out as he stood. He made his way up the stair to the room he shared with Jack. Even if he shared a bed with Jack, he felt just as lonely in it as he did the rest of the house. Even if he had given Jack permission to have sex with him, Jack had yet to follow through on the offer. Instead, they shared the bed at night touching as little as possible while they slept. The Doctor couldn't tell Jack how much it hurt him that Jack didn't want to touch him. How he wanted something to be put in his body because he wanted it there and not because the Master had drugged him or Martha thought it was medically necessary. He wanted to feel Jack's body move with his and know it was because Jack cared about him.

He changed into his pajamas then climbed under the blankets. He lay there staring at the dark wall until the door opened and Jack came into the room. Jack didn't bother to turn on the light in the room as he changed into a pair of pajama bottoms before joining the Doctor in bed. He set an alarm for early the next day so that he could go into Torchwood then settled down on his own side facing away from the Doctor as he got comfortable. He was slowly drifting off to sleep when he heard a soft sob. He thought he was imaging things for a moment before he heard it again. He rolled onto his back sitting up so that he could look over at the Doctor. The Time Lord had curled into himself and his body was shaking with the tears that he was trying desperately to hide from Jack.

"Doctor?" Jack whispered. "What's the matter, Doctor?"

"Nothing," the Doctor stuttered.

"Don't lie to me. Something is obviously bugging you and it doesn't matter if you think you are being silly or hormonal you aren't going to be able to sleep properly until you talk to me and tell me what it is," Jack told him softly. The Doctor didn't answer him because he wasn't sure how. He just wanted Jack to touch him but he could never be sure he didn't somehow make Jack feel like he had to by telling him while he was crying. So he kept his mouth shut trying to calm himself. He sobbed harder as he felt the bed shift and Jack wrapped his arms around him holding him close. Jack made gentle shushing noises as he ran his hand gently through the Doctor's hair. The Doctor eventually went quiet his breathing evening out as sleep overtook him. Jack moved his hand so that it was resting on the Doctor's stomach as he closed his eyes to join him.

He woke the next morning to his alarm. The Doctor's eyes were still closed but he had pressed his body back against Jack's so that his arse was pressing firmly against Jack's groin. He could feel himself growing hard at the feeling as it had been two months since he last had sex and he couldn't bring himself to go to one of the many bars he favored for a quick lay as he had the Doctor to watch over. He was just going to have to take care of himself in the shower again before they headed out.

"Stay," the Doctor whispered so softly that he barely heard him as he started to shift away from him. Jack laid back down separating his groin from the Doctor's bottom as he wrapped his arm back around the man. He could wait another five minutes before getting up he decided. He had just closed his eyes to rest again when he felt the Doctor shift backward so that he was pressing against Jack's groin again. Jack didn't respond right away as he considered the Doctor's behavior. The Doctor had told him that he could have sex with him but he wasn't ready at the time as he had still been heartbroken over Ianto. The Doctor also wasn't the kind of man that would ask or initiate sex so Jack could wait for the rest of eternity to have sex with the man if he waited for him to make the first move. He thrust his hips gently against the Doctor's arse and heard the Time Lord moan softy. His suspicions confirmed he did it again keeping his movements slow even as his cock ached to be buried in the lithe body.

"You like that?" Jack questioned.

"Yeah," the Doctor sighed.

"Do you want me to push myself into your tight body?" Jack wondered. The Doctor didn't answer him and Jack stopped his movements.

"Jack?" the Doctor asked obviously confused about why Jack had stopped.

"I'm not going to have sex with you unless you give me permission. Either tell me I can or this ends now," Jack informed him. The Doctor still didn't answer and Jack started to move away again. He didn't know what he expected but he was surprised as the Doctor burst into tears. He immediately moved back to take him into his arms again. He made gentle shushing sounds as he pulled the Doctor tightly to him. He kissed him softly on the cheek and caught the Doctor's mouth with his own as he turned his head. They kissed slowly as the Doctor's sobs faded. Jack wasn't surprised as the Doctor let him take charge obviously just needing to feel loved. "Please, Doc. Tell me I can."

"Yes," the Doctor breathed. It was soft and low but it was the permission Jack needed. There was no finesse as he pulled down his own pajamas pushing them out of the way. He then slowly helped the Doctor to undress, their mouths never separating for long as he stripped him of his clothing. They were still under the blankets so he wasn't able to take in the lithe body but that was alright for now. Reaching over the Doctor he got into the bedside table pulling out one of the small bottles of lube he kept there. He continued to kiss the Doctor as he opened the bottle putting a little on his finger. Bringing his hand down to the Doctor's arse he moved his finger between his cheeks rubbing the moist skin there. The Doctor moaned deeply as Jack's finger pushed carefully into his body. He spread his legs slightly allowing Jack to move his finger deeper finding the split that his body had. Rather than being confused by it, Jack eased a second finger in. He rubbed both sides and the Doctor cried out in his mouth as pleasure filled him. No one had ever treated his body this way and he pushed back against the fingers just wanting more. Jack's wrist was aching as much as his cock and he pulled his fingers out ready to bury himself in the tight body.

"I want to see you," the Doctor panted before Jack could feel him. Jack threw the blankets back exposing them to the cool air of the room as the Doctor moved so that he was able to roll onto his back and Jack positioned himself between his legs. He lifted one of them holding it up and out of the way as he positioned himself. His other hand on his cock, he stared into the Doctor's face as he breached his body for the first time. The Doctor stared into Jack's eyes as his body was filled by Jack. There was a slight burning stretch as it had been months since he had been filled but he welcomed it as he knew that it was Jack claiming his body. He pushed himself up on his elbows just wanting to taste Jack's mouth again and Jack moved his leg to the side so that he was able to lean down. The Doctor held his own legs out of the way as Jack filled his body and claimed his mouth.

"You're so cool inside," Jack whispered as his groin met the Doctor's bottom. The Doctor rolled his eyes at Jack and Jack smiled as he began to thrust. He kept his movements slow pushing as deeply as possible every time. The Doctor whimpered, moaning as Jack made love to him for the first time. Jack's hand moved between their bodies taking the Doctor's own cock into his hand. It was hard and spreading precum across the Doctor's stomach with every thrust. The Doctor cried out as Jack's hot hand wrapped around him and he thrust up into his hand before pushing back onto Jack's cock. The sensations were becoming too much for the Doctor and he cried out Jack's name as he fell over the edge.

"I'm close," Jack told him as he continued to move. The Doctor was becoming oversensitized as Jack pushed in even deeper desperate to fill the Doctor with his release and keep a part of himself buried in the tight body. He pulled back so that he could watch the Doctor's face as he found his own release deep inside his arse. He held himself steady breathing hard. Then pulled out carefully. He collapsed to the side beside the Doctor trying to catch his breath. The Doctor let his legs down feeling the stretch. He could clearly feel the burning in his arse mixed with lube and Jack's release. He needed to shower but he really didn't feel like moving at the moment.

"We're going to be late," the Doctor informed Jack.

"Torchwood can survive if we're a couple of hours late because once I recover, I am going to bend you over so that I can claim that tight arse again," Jack answered. The Doctor couldn't help the shudder of pleasure that went through his body at the thought and Jack smiled at him. Moving closer to Jack, he cuddled against him. Jack turned so that he could hold him as they lay naked in each other's arms.