Here's another, lol!
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The Tenth Doctor
I walked with purpose into my TARDIS , and felt a thrumming go through her. Curiously, I turned to see Jack with his eyes closed as he touched the doorway and smiled. "It's nice to see you too." I heard him whisper. A warm feeling flooded through my body and I immediately pulled some switches, lurching as the TARDIS roared to life. I heard a surprised yelp behind me as Jack was pulled inside by the closing doors. He looked over at me and I quickly turned back to navigating through time and space in order to hide my smile.
With a few quick pulls thrusts and typed directions, we were there. I stopped all motion, and then slowly turned to Jack. His pack had been tossed to the side, and he was leaning against one of the beams, watching me with an expression that brought a strange heat to my face. I suddenly couldn't wait to get out there and show Jack the sights. I pulled out my glasses and popped them on. "Welcome to The Great Borge. It's a former Zythronian space station converted into the best 24 hour entertainment site in the collaboration of the MMIC Galaxies." I smiled, pointing to the doors and winking.
Jack, however, didn't run out the doors to check out the surrounding areas like I had thought he would. Instead he pushed off from the beam and walked calmly towards me, a frown on his face. Soon his body was before mine, and he leaned his head in. The smile wilted from my face as I nervously leaned back over the console, avoiding his eyes. Then he spoke. "Why are you wearing those dorky glasses again? I know that you can see perfectly fine without them." He removed my glasses and then popped them onto his own head. Thankfully he straightened out and took a step back as I struggled to regain my composure.
I glared at him as he experimented looking at the inside of the TARDIS with the glasses on and off. "Those glasses aren't dorky. They make me look cool." I told him pointedly. He turned back to me and tossed my glasses behind himself.
"Whatever, but you aren't wearing them while we go out and party." Jack said pointedly.
I sighed. Of course he wouldn't let me sit on the sidelines. Jack Harkness was the kind of guy who pulled people into the spotlight with himself. "Fine, let's go already." I said grumpily, eyeing my poor glasses that lay rejected on the floor.
Soon we were skipping from bar to bar, trying all the delicacies they had to offer. My personal favorite was a fruity cocktail that changed colours according to your mood. I was relishing in the aftertaste while we were leaving, when Jack pulled at my sleeve.
"Hey, let's go dancing there!" He pointed to a neon light covered building that seemed to vibrate with music. I wasn't particularly drunk, but obviously there was some brain impairment, because I didn't object as he pulled me into the line. Then I became bored, as it became obvious that the line wasn't moving at all.
"What's taking so long? I thought we were going to dance?" I asked Jack, annoyed. I could rarely stand not doing something for any amount of time.
"I think you have to be someone special to get in without waiting. Want me to use my charms on the bouncers?" He said, waggling his eyebrows in a suggestive way.
I couldn't help but laugh at that. He was so obvious in his actions. "Go ahead. Let's see what you have." I answered.
He smiled brilliantly and stepped out of line. "Stay here. I'll get us in really easily." With that, he sauntered off and I watched as he called out to the bouncers. They easily got interested in the way Jack perched himself in between them and shook his but with a wink. I snickered form where I was, knowing that they couldn't hear me from how far away they were. Jack even pecked a kiss on the older bouncer's cheek. The guys both blushed at something he said, and then he pointed at me, gesturing towards the club entrance. They both immediately turned to stare at me. Suddenly I knew what to do to finish the act. With a flimsy wave at them, I bashfully smiled and gave off my own sexy vibes. The bouncers glanced at each other before looking back at me. That's when I pulled out a copycat of Jacks famous seductive smile and wink routine.
A few minutes later we were headed inside, and the whole line of people were angrily complaining about us getting in first. I was grinning from ear to ear, thinking about the absolutely hilarious looks on all three of the men's faces after I had pulled that stunt. Their jaws had all dropped and the bouncers had ushered us inside, faces flushed. I looked up at Jack, but let the smile slip away when I saw the expression on his face. "What's wrong?" I asked frowning at his troubled look.
Jack smiled again. "This is my favorite song! A classic!" he said, ignoring my question as he pulled me onto the dance floor. I reluctantly started swaying to 'On The Floor'. Jack was throwing his all into dancing, attracting more than a few stares. The whole floor was soon hopping to the beat, and I couldn't help but go along as the music went on. Jack had me laughing and joking with the other people who had gathered around. We went in intervals, only choosing to dance during the really good songs. At every bad song, Jack would pull me out and hand me some more alcohol. Soon enough, we had both shed our coats, and were flirting with every living thing in site.
Whenever the enjoyable beats came on, Jack would once again pull me away from whatever I was doing, and we would tear up the dance floor. With the beat thudding in my ears, I let myself go with Jack, swaying my hips as the music took a new turn. David Guetta's 'Turn Me On' began to play and a cheer rang out amongst some of the dancers. Suddenly Jack grabbed me and pulled me close, and I ended up with my back against his chest and his breath on my neck. We were swaying and grinding, sweat glittering in the flashing lights as our bodies became one. I felt Jack lean to one side as the beat dropped, and so I went the opposite way. Our eyes met for a millisecond and suddenly we could predict each other's movements. A shake, then I rolled my body against his with the rhythm we felt. He caught one of my hands and I flipped around in one elaborate move to face him. His eyes met mine, and we weren't smiling, but I knew he was just as entranced as I.
We danced together through the rest of the song and ended with both of us freezing against each other. My chest was heaving and my hearts were thudding twice as fast as they should have been. Aplause broke out around us, and it broke our trance. Jack held me close as we walked through the crowd that had gathered to watch us. I sat in a side booth with a thud, effectively hitting my shin on the hard metal of the seat. "Ouch!" I yelped, then I started laughing. Jack stood there in front of me, sweat soaking his white t-shirt and revealing his toned chest and abdomen. "Wasn't that great?" I shouted above the new song which was almost deafening.
Jack beamed at me. "I think we make the best dancing pair that time has ever seen! Say, why don't we join a competition?" He asked
I laughed. "No thank you, I think I only just barely survived that song, please don't put both my hearts into cardiac arrest." I realized that was a totally stiff joke. My past painful memories were starting to clutter my mind and I sighed. I needed to loosen up. As if they could read minds, two handsome men came over and offered to buy us drinks. I could tell Jack was about to decline, so I jumped in to save myself. That's how I ended up getting drunk with multiple gay men in a nightclub. I don't remember much of what happened next, much less why I woke up totally nude.
