They made love twice before laying and holding each other close. Jack kissed the Doctor softly repeated on the lips with the Doctor responding sleepily with his own kisses. Finally, he sighed nestling his head against Jack's neck as his eyes closed. Jack held him tightly against his chest rubbing the Doctor's back in gentle circles until he his breathing evened out. Once Jack was sure he was asleep, he carefully eased himself out of the Doctor's arms. The Doctor moaned reaching out for him, but settled down quickly as soon as Jack placed a pillow in his arms. He curled himself around it letting out a little huff over the disturbance. Jack laughed kissing him on the top of the head. Going to the bathroom, he got a cloth wet then went back into the room to the Doctor. The Doctor whimpered trying to pull away from Jack as he tenderly cleaned his bottom and his thighs. Jack made gentle shushing sounds trying to soothe him. The Doctor thankfully immediately calmed when Jack pulled the blankets back up tucking him in. He buried his head underneath the blankets, a soft snore escaping.
Jack left him to sleep as he gathered clean clothes to take with him to the shower. He tried not to think of the Doctor's glistening thighs and the fact that a part of him was still buried deep within the Time Lord. It would be unfair to wake him just for sex when he was exhausted. He had finally admitted his feelings for Jack and making him sore wouldn't help anything. No, Jack had to be careful not to hurt him when he was just beginning to learn the pleasure his body could bring. Maybe one day The Doctor would enjoy rougher sex but for now, he made sure to have eye to eye contact at all time. If he could he would have made the Doctor forget everyone who had ever abused his body. He knew it wasn't possible so instead he focused on making sure that the Doctor was focused at all times on the man who loved him. The Doctor was opening up to him in ways Jack never thought possible and it amazed him that the Doctor trust him enough to guide him.
Jack got into the shower, turning the water to warm. He ran his hand down his body taking his member into his hand. He groaned at the feeling as he imagined himself once more buried in the cool body. He ran his hand slowly picturing the Doctor's face as he found his release. The Doctor never screamed or made any noises louder than the soft grunts and whimpers or whispering Jack's name, while their bodies moved together. Yet when he would cum, his body would tense. He would close his eyes opening his mouth just a crack as he groaned deeply. Jack found his release in the shower as he heard that groan in his mind. He quickly cleaned himself up as he wondered if sex with the Doctor would bring about his death. He could think of worse ways to die, he decided. Finishing showering, he made his way to the living room finding Martha's laptop. Opening it he logged in accessing his Torchwood account.
There was a lot of recent rift activity, and Jack was surprised that his small team hadn't called him back to Cardiff to assist. He was even more surprised, though, to figure out that it had already been over a month since the Doctor came to UNIT. He had been depressed, injured and close to death as he let his drug addiction overtake every aspect of his life. Jack had barely recognized that man as he took care of him bringing him back to the healthy Doctor they knew and loved. While the Time Lord sleeping in the bedroom wasn't there quite yet, he was nowhere near the shadow of a man that he had been. It was that reason, among others that Jack decided tonight would be one of celebration. Pulling out his cell phone, he checked on the Doctor again before stepping out into the hall. He didn't want the Doctor to overhear his conversation with Martha if he happened to wake, but he also wanted to be close in case he was needed. He dialed the familiar number to her cell.
"Jack? Is everything alright?" Martha wondered upon answering the phone. As far as she knew the Doctor was still in a bad mood and she hoped that Jack wasn't calling her asking her to come home to deal with the Time Lord.
"Everything's fine. We talked and he is currently sleeping," Jack reassure her. "I was just calling because I wanted to know if you have been able to test the Doctor's blood yet?"
"I ran it through the TARDIS soon after you left. I am going to talk to him tonight about the results but the TARDIS has informed me that we can start reducing the medication he is on that blocks his telepathy. She doesn't want him to stop cold turkey and we will have to monitor him closely to make sure that he doesn't seize. If everything goes well, though, he could be able to communicate with her again in as little as a week," Martha explained to Jack. Jack couldn't help but smile.
"He is going to be ecstatic when he hears that he will be able to feel her again. He hasn't complained to me recently about taking the medication, but I know that he misses her," Jack responded.
"It is his own fault that he lost communication with her and we can't forget that," Martha reminded Jack cooly. Jack sighed.
"I know, but he is trying Martha. In fact, I want to celebrate how far he has come tonight. I was hoping to convince you to pick up a couple of steaks on the way home to cook for dinner," Jack told her.
"I will pick them up. I just need to make sure that you understand that regardless of how far he has come, he still has requirements that he needs to meet before I declare him healthy enough to travel again. Don't get me wrong, I am proud of the accomplishments that he has already reached, we just need to make sure that we don't become lax with him. He has already shown that he can't be trusted to take his medications on his own and I keep waiting for the day he tries to leave the flat without us knowing," Martha replied.
"I understand, but Martha you need to realize he is trying. He no longer thinks he is tainted and he doesn't fight me anymore when taking medication or eating," Jack told her. He didn't comment on the Doctor leaving the flat because he had no plans to tell her the Doctor had already snuck out once. Doing so would mean also admitting how he got the Doctor to go back to the flat and he didn't think she would agree with him threating to rape the Doctor, even if it had worked. That was a secret the two of them would share and Jack would regret. He wished he had handled things differently that night even if his threat had worked.
"He is also talking to Ian and Ian has informed me they are actually making progress, but again we will discuss that more when I get home," Martha informed Jack.
"I will see you then," Jack told her. They disconnected the call and Jack went back into the flat. He checked on his lover one last time before going to the kitchen to start their meal. Tonight was a celebration for the Doctor so Jack planned on making a meal he knew the Doctor would enjoy. He just hoped that he had enough bananas.