A/N - So, part of the idea for this one was inspired by Friends. And it's more Jack/Emma than Doctor/Emma. But there is, I guess you could call it underlying Doctor/Emma. I don't know how to explain it.

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"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes."

"Are you doing this just to make the Doctor angry?"

"Yes. Does that make you not want to do it?"

"Not really, no."

"Then let's...do it." Emma cleared her throat and leaned forward, hesitantly placing her lips against Jack's. It took her a bit to get into it, but she was soon smiling into the kiss and reaching up to tug on the hairs at the nape of his neck. Suddenly, she felt him touching her thigh and she quickly slapped his hand away.

He jerked back, looking at her with wide eyes. "What was that for?"

"Sorry." She laughed weakly. "Bit of a habit, slapping you. Let's try again." They continued to kiss, going strong for at least thirty seconds before he touched her thigh again and she slapped his hand away. Again.

"Is hitting me a turn on for you? If it is, could we please get to the good stuff before all the hitting?"

"Sorry! I'll just...I'll busy my hands! Come on."

"Alright." Jack nodded, capturing her lips once more while she went to unbutton his shirt. He started to slide his hand up her leg, moving it just in time to avoid getting hit. "That's it!" She opened her mouth to apologize, but he wouldn't let her. "No, don't say anything. How's about I focus on something else? Like..." He cupped the back of her head, leaning down to place kisses on her neck. He smirked against her skin when she shivered.

"Yes, that's good. Lovely, really."

"Oh, what is this?" They quickly jumped apart to see the Doctor standing in the doorway. "In my bedroom? On my bed?" He glared at Emma. "This is about me telling those aliens to sacrifice you, isn't it? It's not like I was actually going to let them kill you! It's certainly no reason to have a go at Jack on my bed."

Emma's jaw dropped and she shoved Jack away, not noticing that she pushed him right off of the bed. "Yes, because everything's about you, isn't it? It has to be about Mr. Last of the Time Lords! It can't possibly be that I just want to have sex with him!"

"Please, you wouldn't have sex with him if he were the last man on earth and he was your only chance to repopulate!"

"Oh, because you know me so well?"

"As a matter of fact, I do!"

Jack inched towards the door. "Doctor, you can pick up where I left off. I'll just be-"

"No, Jack!" The Doctor grabbed onto his shirt to keep him from leaving. "Please stay! You and Emma could ruin my entire bedroom with all the sweating and the..." He trailed off, a disgusted look on his face.

"That's very mature of you, Doctor! Let him leave. Maybe I'll even go with him."

"I don't think so, Emelyne."

"Who's going to stop me?"

"I am!"

"Because a scrawny twig like you could stop me."

Meanwhile, Jack looked back and forth between them. "You know, if you two would just give up and do it already, it could resolve the alarming amount of anger that you both have." If looks could kill, the glares he was receiving from Emma and the Doctor might have been the one thing to make him stay dead.

A/N - I can't spoil all of you with kisses in every chapter, now can I? You'll have to wait a bit for another Doctor/Emma kiss.