Invisible Touch
Chapter 2
Authors Note: Thanks for the follows! Don't expect a set schedule of updates for this story, but do know it is fully formed in my head, beginning, middle and climax. I neither own nor profit from the use of characters from the Dr. Who or Torchwood universe, who belong to the BBC and other rights holders.
Jack
His face stung from where Rose had slapped him earlier. She hadn't meant it, of that he was sure, pretty sure, kind of sure, regardless he didn't terribly mind watching the blonde brood as he sat by the console. With the Doctor off on another supply run, now was the perfect time to explain the specifics of his little fantasy involving the time lord and his companion, even if she didn't take to his initial explanation involving hand gestures and sound effects.
"So what?" She asked, arms crossed, hips jutted out to the side, a picture of incredulous attitude "you expect the Doctor to just walk in and see us snogging and say 'oi Jack, hands off her yeah? She's mine and I'll be having her shortly' or something like that?"
"No no, nothing so, brutish, as that. I'm merely suggesting the Doctor is more human than he'd like to let on, and by reminding him of that, the jealousy nagging at his heart-"
"Two, Jack, two hearts-"
"You knew what I meant. We tap into that and I'm sure he'll fall for you. Frankly, I think he already has and just won't admit it to you. Or me. Or himself even."
"And then you just..." she trailed off. Jack could see the discomfort on her face, but the con man wasn't willing to share his expertise so easily, or the objects of his desire so freely.
"I watch. Or help. Really whatever you want I suppose." He smirked.
"And you don't think the Doctor will have a problem with that?" She balked, walking around the center of the TARDIS, running her hands through her hair. Jack couldn't help but notice the swagger in her step, replacing the nerves that had punctuated their first conversations after he came aboard. He could be intimidating yes, many of his conquests on Boshane and throughout the universe said he emanated a certain power and authority. He preferred to think of it as charm and charisma, but he had taken to toning it down, luring her in. She would have to trust him intimately for his plan to work, and, if his research was right, for them all to have the best time they could.
"Rose, Rose, Rose, we people of the future have a more enlightened approach to sexuality. I've explained this all to you before." She looked mad again. He half hoped she'd slap him once more. Instead she scowled.
"That's fine and well but I don't think he fancies you much as a person, forget a lover."
"You leave that to me." He winked. The warm presence of the TARDIS in his mind warned him the Doctor was nearly back with the next round of supplies. "The Doctor is coming. So, are you in?"
"What, right now?" She looked shocked, but only slightly hesitant.
" No better time than the present." He stepped in close to her, placing a hand in the small of her back and the other on her shoulder. "Your move".
ROSE
"Your move" he said softly, moving towards her. Rose felt herself swallow hard before looking into Jack's eyes. Scoundrel that he was, she had to admit he was an amazing physical specimen and a charmer at that. The strength and heat coming from his warm hands on her was tempting and she had barely caught her breath before hearing the Doctor wiggling the key in the lock on the TARDIS' front door. Jack had flipped the latch and it would take using his Screwdriver to get in, as if Jack had anticipated this exact scenario.
"You had better be right." She said, before leaning in to kiss him. His lips were soft but strong and immediately overpowered her own, finessing his tongue into her mouth with ease as his fingers wound tight into her hair. This kiss was more than just a show, Rose soon realized, Jack was betting his chance with her or the Doctor on this plan working out. She leaned into him a bit more thinking to herself I might as well be convincing then, otherwise the Doctor might get the wrong impression. She felt him smile against her lips, as if he could hear her thoughts. Her hands snaked up the Captain's well muscled back, under his suspenders and outside his shirt. She could feel ridges and divots from scars old and new along his back, and felt more than heard him moan as her dancing fingers reached the nape of his neck.
Jack responded in kind, cupping her bottom and pulling her somehow still closer to him. He reached down into the infinitesimal space between them and maneuvered out of his shirt. Soon Rose could feel the heat coming off of his bare chest as he worked little butterfly kisses down her neck, unbuttoning the top of her blouse as he went. "Don't waste much time do you?" Rose whispered into Jack's ear. He shivered a bit but continued his ministrations.
"When you live forever, you learn to enjoy every second for what it is" he whispered back. Rose had just enough time to pull Jack back up into a salty, passionate kiss before the door slammed and a loud banging noise rang out through the TARDIS, as if somebody had dropped a bag of mechanical parts in shock on the floor grating.
"Ey! What's this? Oi, Jack, hands off of her!"