Jack sat on the couch slowly drinking from his glass of whiskey. He could hear the Doctor sobbing quietly to himself upstairs and a part of him wanted to go up there to comfort the Time Lord while the other side just wanted to shut himself in his office. So instead he just sat on the couch drinking away his own heartache over the fact that he couldn't make a relationship work with the one person he had longed for. He had waited over two thousand years to have his chance at holding the Doctor in his arms and feeling his body move with his at night. Yet, the two of them had managed to ruin that relationship in just a few years and Jack saw no hope in repairing it. He didn't blame Emily for the fact that they couldn't make it work. She had made things harder between them due to the Doctor's stubbornness at not allowing Jack to be her papa but Jack knew that they would have found a reason to fight anyway. Both of them were too stubborn and independent causing them to clash and pull apart when they should have been working together. They could fix their relationship and become a family but it was going to take a lot of effort from both of them.
Jack sighed as he picked up his glass and the bottle before heading up the stairs to the room they had once shared. He needed to move his stuff out of it and down to the office but that could wait for now. For one, he didn't have anything to put the items into except for boxes or to leave them on the furniture currently in the office. He also didn't want to cause the Time Lord anymore heartache by moving out in front of him while he was already distraught from their conversation. He didn't bother to knock on the door as he let himself into the room. The light was on letting him see the Doctor curled up fully dressed beneath his coat. He had his arm covering his face biting down on the sleeve but it did little to muffle the sobs that wracked his body. Jack didn't think about his actions or the fact that he was the one who had caused the Time Lord pain as he crossed the room. He set his glass and whiskey on the bedside table before toeing off his shoes. Climbing up on the bed, he laid down pressing his body against the distraught man. The Doctor tensed in his arms as Jack wrapped one arm around him.
Jack didn't talk as he gently tried to pull him close. The Doctor remained stiff as he fought with himself. He desperately wanted to roll over and seek comfort in the Captain's arms but Jack was also the reason why he was hurting. He thought briefly about pulling away and running out of the room. He could keep running until his lungs burned with every breath and he had to fight for each step before finally, he collapsed. All that would accomplish is making his body weaker before he ended up back in this home and in this bed only this time he would be alone and he really didn't want to be alone. Giving in, he rolled so that he was facing Jack burying his head against his chest. Jack wrapped his arm tighter around him as he ran his fingers through his hair with his other hand. The Doctor relaxed into the sensation as he let Jack comfort him.
He made the next decision before he even really thought about it. If this was going to be their last night together then he wanted to remember it. Leaning up he kissed Jack softly on the corner of his mouth then gently on his lips. He saw the confusion in Jack's eyes briefly before Jack returned the kiss just as softly. They didn't speak as they held each other tightly kissing. Jack made the first move beyond that as he helped the Doctor to take off his coat laying it on the bed behind him. The rest of the clothing was removed just as slowly as neither one of them was in a hurry for this night to end. The kissing remained soft and slow even after they were naked in each other's arms holding on tightly as they tried desperately not to drift apart.
The Doctor made the next move as he shifted slightly so that he could reach the bedside drawer. He pulled out the bottle of lube that they kept there and pressed it into Jack's hand. He could feel Jack hardening between them and his own body responded in turn. Jack didn't ask if he was sure as he lubed up his fingers snaking them down the Doctor's body. The Doctor gasped softly into Jack's mouth as one was carefully inserted into his body beginning to stretch and open him for Jack. He relaxed into the sensation breaking the kiss briefly so that he could look Jack in the eyes. Jack smiled at him reaching up with his other hand to thumb away the tear stains that lined the Doctor's checks before reclaiming his mouth.
The second finger joined the first causing a brief stretching but still, Jack didn't rush to join their bodies fully. He instead, held his fingers in place letting the Doctor feel him as he held him tightly. Deeming the Doctor ready, he carefully removed his fingers then used his body to roll the Doctor. The Doctor stared up at him with trust in his eyes as he let his legs fall open so that Jack could lay between them. Their mouths never parted for long even as Jack moved so that he could begin the slow push up into the Doctor's body filling every inch of him. The tears started to flow again and Jack kissed the Doctor's wet cheeks even as he thrust slowly into his body. The pleasure that radiated from the connection was dulled by the fact that he could feel his own heartbreaking. Their bodies had moved many times together over the years in both pleasure and pain. They had come together and drifted apart even as their bodies moved as one but it had never felt as much like a goodbye as it did now. Jack opened his mouth to apologize but he couldn't find the words as he stared down into the Doctor's glistening brown eyes. So he let his head fall down burying his face in the crook of the Doctor's neck and shoulder breathing the Time Lord in even as his own hips continued to move. The Doctor wrapped his arms tightly around him holding him to his chest as they joined their bodies together trying to become one.
Jack wasn't sure how long they moved for before he heard the soft gasp come from the Doctor and felt his release between their stomachs. Jack changed the angle of his own thrusts slightly as he made sure to avoid the Doctor's prostate as he continued to move. The Doctor had to be over sensitized but he didn't complain as Jack continued to thrust into his body. Eventually, Jack pushed himself as deeply as he could as he finally fell over the edge. He felt himself pulsing into the Doctor filling him. He couldn't collapse down but he stopped moving as he lay there with their bodies still joined trying to get his breath back. The Doctor didn't try to push him off as he kept his legs open wide allowing Jack to remain buried. Jack's softening cock eventually slipped out. With their bodies no longer joined, Jack started to move but the Doctor refused to release his grip.
"Stay," the Doctor breathed, his voice so low it barely broke the silence between them. Jack nodded against him as he let his body relax again into the cool body beneath him. They didn't talk as words had failed to fix the relationship they both desperately wanted but in the quiet of the room they could pretend that nothing between them had changed.