Long chapter ahead (again!). Oh, and warning (or whatever): sex scene ahead.
Jack gave it a try.
He'd never miss an opportunity to do the Doctor and exploit his poor and underlain body, especially not if the Doctor was even asking for it.
Jack moved closer and closer, pressing his hot chest against the Doctor's back. The Doctor flinched as his swollen abdomen got forced against the cold tilled wall. He had to admit that he was at least a bit surprised that Jack hadn't noticed his bodily changes so far.
Alright, the Doctor hadn't gained that much weight and his abdominal girth had only slightly increased but he had suspected that Jack would notice every minor change in the his slim body. But maybe he had been wrong about that.
After all Jack was a man and noticing changes (like the time when the Doctor had painted the hub of the Tardis a different colour or when he had been wearing a fur coat for nearly a month just because he wondered when Jack would ask him what it was all about) in his current partner was definitely not his forte. Though the Doctor suspected that Jack would notice it instantly if he would have decided on wearing fewer garments instead of more.
The Doctor felt a kick of the brat again as Jack increased his pressure on the Doctor's body and pressed his stomach flatly against the tiles.
It had dared to kick him.
Again.
It wouldn't stop drawing his attention towards it.
"[Oh, is it too cold for you?]" the Doctor snarled quietly and pressed his hands against the wall "[Is it too uncomfortable?]" Bloody brat, he hissed voiceless and felt his upper abdomen tensing.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that" panted Jack behind him. The Doctor closed his eyes as Jack desisted from his tight cavity for a moment to spat on his fingers and moisturize them in order to make the Doctor's entrance more slippery.
"[It wasn't intended for your ears]" snapped the Doctor and grunted as Jack forced his fingers back into his body. He coughed restlessly to suppress the urge to join in Jack's unconstrained moaning and felt the blood rushing down into his pelvic area.
Jack's movements sure were...
The Doctor gasped for air.
Jack sure knew how to arouse the Doctor, though the Doctor hadn't believed him that it was actually possible to stimulate a Time Lord.
Unless of course you'd show him a newly developed type of sonic weapon.
The Doctor chuckled.
Of course he remembered how he'd met Jack for the first time. And he'd probably never forget it.
But what the Doctor was definitely never going to forget was the first chat-up line Jack had used on him after he'd discovered that he was a Time Lord.
The Doctor closed his eyes as Jack moved closer and became more and more impatient with his weak and skinny body.
"Want to see the sonic blaster in my pants?"
That was all he'd said. Followed by a slinky smile and a quiet chuckle.
And the Doctor had laughed so hard he had collapsed onto the floor and hadn't been able to stop himself from laughing for minutes. And after he'd caught a glimpse of Jack's unsettled glare he had bought him a drink.
So, in a way you could say the chat-up line had worked. And the Doctor wasn't quite sure if Jack hadn't actually intended to say something that sounded so poorly that the Doctor had to do something in order to cheer him up.
But you never knew with a human being from the fifty-first century, the Doctor figured.
The Doctor flinched and pressed both of his hands against his stomach, his head hit the wall inevitable as he collapsed against it and struggled for air.
The brat that had caused the bulge in his abdomen to increase wouldn't stop kicking him and seemed to toss and turn around like mad.
The Doctor gritted his teeth as the pain in his body became more apparent and at the same time more and more annoying.
"[Bloody brat! Will you stop that for a moment? I'll rip you out with my bare hands if you won't stop bugging me! For Kasterborous' sake!]"
Jack stood quietly behind the Doctor and stroked his shoulders carefully. The Doctor banged his head against the tilled wall once or twice before letting out a cry of anguish and pain.
He hadn't meant to shout and let Jack know all about it! Oh, he was so stupid, he was so human he could barely stand it!
"Doctor?" Jack asked in a low voice and intensified his grip on the Doctor's shoulders in order to turn him around.
The Doctor pushed his hands aside and covered his stomach with both arms.
"Did I hurt you?" asked Jack quietly as the Doctor slumped down and slammed his hands against the tilled floor. Tears had welled up in his eyes and were now slowly trailing down his cheeks while mixing with the constant warm water dribbling from above.
This goddamn foetus was driving him insane! It drained his energy; it changed him; it made him furious! He was losing control over his emotions and his tongue likewise and all because of the bloody creature that had been implanted into his body!
He let out a deep long-drawn out sigh and pressed his hands against his lower abdomen again.
And on top of it: now he was forced to explain it all to Jack!
"I'm sorry Doctor" whispered Jack and squatted down beside him while stroking his back tenderly. "I didn't mean to hurt you. But... please Doctor... I didn't... I didn't know you'd wanted me to stop! You were talking Gallifreyan and I didn't understand a word. Normally I don't care about that, I know that you tend to speak your mother language unintentionally and it doesn't bother me. But I didn't know that I had been hurting you so badly!"
Jack grasped the Doctor carefully by his chin and pulled up his head so that he could look him deeply in the eye: "I mean it, Doctor! I thought you were enjoying this."
The Doctor sighed and closed his eyes. The brat in his lower abdomen had calmed down. He poked his bulge in annoyance and stared at his feet.
"I did, Jack. I really did. You didn't hurt me" replied the Doctor eventually to Jack's relief. And the Doctor himself was so relieved that he wrapped his arms around Jack and pulled him closer to him while kissing his neck.
"What did you say?" asked Jack at least a bit irritated and wrapped his strong arms around the Doctor's small chest before pulling him slowly into an upright position. "In Gallifreyan, what did you say, what were you talking about?" The Doctor looked over Jack's shoulder, tears welling up in his eyes again.
He knew that he had to tell him. He knew that he couldn't hide it forever from Jack. But he didn't want the moment to be right here, right now.
He felt he hadn't enjoyed the time he spent with Jack, the trips he'd taken with Jack and, bloody hell, the sex, the primitive and dirty sex he had had with Jack, he hadn't enjoyed it enough.
The Doctor had to tell him.
But not now.
Tightly the Doctor wrapped his arms around Jack and tumbled forward, pushing Jack's back against the cooling tilled wall.
"How come you're still able to maintain a hard-on after you've been worrying about hurting me?" asked the Doctor and thereby omitted his reply "It takes more than that to turn off a human being from the fifty-first century" replied Jack while chuckling and let his hands slip down to the Doctor's hips before intensifying his grip.
"Oh Jack if you'd spared me from forcing me into copulation with you after every time you've said that..." the Doctor whispered and looked Jack deeply into the eye.
"I know, I know..." Jack added "then we wouldn't have ever had sex. You've said that before."
The Doctor chuckled as Jack caressed his neck and pulled him towards his hot and muscular body.
"But seriously, you human beings from the fifty-first century must be some tough fellows," the Doctor went on as Jack rubbed his hard member against the Doctor's thighs "nearly indestructible; picking up everything; unexclusive..." Jack's erect limb moved towards the Doctor's todger and pushed against his groin full of expectation "...thought they tend to mistake male specimen of other races for female ones because they would pick up both."
Jack smiled as well and pushed harder against the Doctor's half-hard limb.
The Doctor cocked an eyebrow at him and smiled faintly "Well, I'm afraid that I have to disappoint you but it isn't going to work like this."
"Shut up" hissed Jack and smiled before tickling the Doctor and he wasn't satisfied until the Doctor would collapse into his arms and twitch uncontrollably.
"All in all an underdeveloped race, right Doctor?" continued Jack in a huff and intensified his grip on the Doctor's body again,
"A primitive, retarded and backward race to which the Time Lords are definitively superior, isn't that right, Doctor?"
"Well you could at least try to humping me properly instead of trying to use me the wrong way. And I have to disappoint you: although your folk believes that a Time Lord is full of surprises it doesn't mean necessarily that I have hidden cavities which you haven't penetrated until now. So, no, Jack, it's of no use if you try to separate my legs by force and get between them, you won't be able to poke me this way. Unless of course you do have a sonic blaster in your pants right now and will thereby force an artificial hole to come forward where my lower abdomen had been till then."
Jack chuckled and grabbed the Doctor's legs, pulling them apart and pressing his groin against his own, before lifting his body slightly in order to come between the Doctor's legs properly and gain access to the Doctor's tight but, at the cost of huge efforts, penetrateable hole.
"Well, we should at least give it a try, shan't we?" asked Jack and forced himself into the Doctor while smashing the beloved slinky body against the tilled wall and picking up speed as soon as the Doctor had gasped for air. The Doctor whimpered and moaned as soon as he had found his voice again.
"Jack," the Doctor yelped and dug his fingernails into Jack's back who would retort nothing but an impassioned groan.
"I'm sorry, dear" moaned Jack and thrust in deeper in deeper, feeling nothing but the tightening warmness around his throbbing cock "I'm just as impatient as you are."
"If you ever dare to say that again..." hissed the Doctor through gritted teeth and clung tightly to Jack's body, trying to meet his rhythm, trying to incline his pelvis in order to keep his poor and defenceless body from getting pushed too hard.
"I'm sorry, dear, but you have to admit that..."
Jack got cut off by the Doctor: "I'm not your 'dear' whatever, neither I am your 'darling' your 'muffin' your 'pumpkin', your 'sweetheart', your 'sweetie', your 'honey', your 'kitty cat' or your 'cupcake'! I'm the Doctor, Jack, nothing more but the Doctor and I don't even approve of you calling me your Doctor! I'm just the Doctor, Jack! Bloody hell, what is it with you humans and your pet names?"
Jack cocked an eyebrow at the Doctor and pushed himself deeper into him, making the Doctor wince and writhe in pain. "I'm sorry Doctor" chuckled Jack, "but you're a fine one, aren't you? Superior race and everything, ten times older than a normal human being can even dream of growing, intelligent, highly developed and all. But that's the trouble with you: you know how superior you are but you can't take advantage of it. You're superior to me but you can't even offer resistance if I subdue you, if I defile your body, if I degrade or debase you; you won't stand a chance against me and if you're not willingly to let me enter your body, I'll take you by force and you know it."
The Doctor flinched as Jack pressed his hips against the Doctors to reinforce his arguments.
He's right; the Doctor caught himself thinking for a moment; I can't defend myself against anybody.
"Jack, stop that." The Doctor looked Jack deeply in the eye, "Jack please I mean it, that's not funny."
Jack nodded quietly and hissed a muffled "Sorry" into the Doctor's ear.
"Tell me this, will you Jack?" the Doctor began after Jack had started grunting aloud again, "Why is our dirty talk always this strange?"
"It's an interracial problem, I guess," moaned Jack and palpated the Doctor's tight hole which he was currently dealing with both the inside and the outside "we don't know how to arouse each other."
"And no matter what you say it's turning me off and arousing you" added the Doctor "and that's the way it will always be."
"Well, then, how about telling me what would arouse you?" Jack went on and breathed down the Doctor's neck and sucked countless kisses off the Time Lord's small and dry lips, "Why don't you tell me what I can say to you in order to stimulate you?"
"You can't, Jack" replied the Doctor firmly "a Time Lord isn't meant to be stimulated. He can only be taken advantage of. And either way you wouldn't be able to say those few seductive words to me, that could arouse me; they're Gallifreyan."
"Oh, come on," puffed and panted Jack "you only get turned on by your mother language? You're pretty narrow-minded. I don't get turned on by English, only. If you want to arouse me you could say: 'Je vais te baiser' or 'Fick mich von hinten auf Knien bis ich nicht mehr sitzen kann' likewise. Goddamn it, I guess I would even get aroused by you talking Gallifreyan, I don't care if I don't get a word. I just love to hear you talking to me like that, Doctor, no matter what you're saying."
The Doctor smiled benignly and let himself get pushed harder and harder. The Doctor pressed his chest against Jack's to feel their heartbeats adapting. The Doctor's hearts were now racing and he gasped for air constantly.
"Jack, please be patient with me" moaned the Doctor while Jack pushed him towards the tilled wall and moved closer, pressing the Doctor's body flatly against the tiles "I'll do everything in order to please you, but just be patient."
He felt Jack slowing down a bit as he kissed his neck.
"One doesn't have to be smart to outsmart you" teased the Doctor "It's not hard to take you in."
"I trust you" justified Jack his reaction and fondled the Doctor's thighs tenderly "and by the way: You sure have troubles taking me in, so keep your mouth shut or I'll carry on penetrating you until you execrate your Gods for creating primitive species like the human beings."
"I don't have a God, Jack" replied the Doctor between yelping and panted. "I've stopped joining cults and worshipping divine creatures four hundred years ago... or is it six hundred by now? Mh, depends what century we're currently in, I guess. Anyway Jack, I don't have Gods, I don't have a [religion], and I'm certainly not part of a believe system. And the only true God to me was [faith] and I know that I've lost touch with it."
Jack had listened quietly and didn't need to speak Gallifreyan to understand that the Doctor's mood had changed and he was slipping back into his depressive state of mind.
He sighed and kissed the Doctor's neck passionately, hoping that he'd be thereby able to stir him up again.
"You can damn well hope that my boner's staying. If you can bring it down with your mouth I'm afraid I have to ask you to get it up with it likewise and you know that I wouldn't be satisfied just with penetrating your oral cavity, I want my cock down your throat and if you're not willing to take it, I'll force it in."
"I'd say 'Try me' if I wouldn't know that you'd actually do so," replied the Doctor and moaned as Jack picked up the pace again. The Doctor's back was pressed against the wall flatly as he wrapped his legs around Jack's hips to give him the opportunity to penetrate him deeply.
Jack moaned and moved against the Doctor, chest on chest, pelvis on pelvis, and groin against lower abdomen. Jack felt that he couldn't hold back any longer and moaned deafening into the Doctor's ear while feeling how his ejaculate filled the Doctor up slowly while only sporadic drops tended to gush out.
The Doctor panted as well as Jack and felt his heart rates slowing down again.
"Oh no, you don't" chuckled Jack "If you don't cum on me, I'll take you in for another round."
The Doctor panted and rolled his eyes.
"I told you, it's hard for me to get aroused. I'm not attracted to everything, like you are, Jack. I don't get a stiffy just because someone mentions the words 'wet' and 'hole' in one sentence," explained the Doctor and tried to get his feet again but Jack refused to lower his body to the ground.
"It wasn't that hard to get going when I told you about my sonic blaster" chuckled Jack. The Doctor stared at him in surprise for a moment before bursting out laughing.
"Jack, you're an idiot!"
Jack reached for the Doctor's member and grabbed it firmly. "If you're not willing to take care of it yourself..." mumbled Jack and kissed the Doctor's neck.
The Doctor rolled his eyes and tried to push Jack's hands aside in order to please himself properly.
"Jack, you're doing it wrong, I don't..." the Doctor began but Jack wouldn't release his member and intensified his grip.
"Then show me, Doctor" he replied in a soothing voice.
The Doctor placed his hands on top of Jack's as they both started to work on the Time Lord's todger with increasing speed.
Jack palpated the Doctor's tight hole while jacking him off and kissed his neck. The Doctor rested his head on Jack's shoulder while panting and whispering quietly words only he would understand, and even though Jack wouldn't understand what the Doctor had wanted to do to him, since he was speaking in his mother tongue again, the Doctor would have been too ashamed only knowing that Jack could hear him.
After Jack had felt the hot semen gushing out of the Doctor's throbbing and twitching member against his wet skin he lowered the Doctor slowly to the ground, placing his body between his legs. But the Doctor wouldn't let go off Jack and snuggled against him.
Thereby Jack was forced to squat down beside him; he stroke the cuddly Time Lord fondly.
"And you don't want me to call you 'kitty cat'," mumbled Jack quietly.
The Doctor smiled slinky and dug his nails into Jack's thighs before rubbing his face against them.
Silence arose once more and the distant song of the Tardis became barely audible, only to be disturbed by Jack whistling again.
The Doctor's head was by now resting in Jack's lap as he let the warm water sprinkle down upon his face. Jack sighed and tried to memorize the words again.
"Do you remember it, Doctor?" asked Jack while he caressed the Doctor's neck "I used to listen to this music... you know, the retro one... there was a song... but I can't remember the words, not all of them... of course you know..."
"The one you forced me to listen to over and over again?" asked the Doctor and opened an eye to give Jack a scrutinizing glare.
"You didn't have to listen to it" countered Jack.
"Jack, I was tied to you bed, what else could I have done than listening to it?" asked the Doctor and snuggled against Jack's thighs.
"You could have asked me to stop playing it" replied Jack and ran his fingers through the Doctor's hair.
"You had gagged me, you idiot!" yelled the Doctor "I had asked you to stop playing it... and stop doing other things to me... things which I don't want to speak about right now..."
Jack above him chuckled and started whistling again.
"I know that song, Jack" assured him the Doctor.
"But like I said, I can't remember the words" countered Jack "not all of them."
Jack sighed and rested his back on the cold tilled wall.
"But we had a dream
And it was meant to be
And we were kissing gods
Against all the odds...
Do you remember it?" The Doctor rolled his head into the nape of his neck and closed his eyes, letting the warm water splash over his face.
"Now it's a crying shame" added the Doctor quietly:
"And it's a crying shame
You don't know who to blame
We'll never be..."
"Yeah, I remember now, thank you" interrupted Jack before the Doctor could have finished it. The Doctor had sobbed, he had tried to hide it from Jack but he had sniffed quietly. And he didn't like the Doctor like that; he was way too gloomy to be himself.
It seemed as if the Doctor's mind was nothing but a great big black hole in which he used to crawl whenever he felt uncomfortable or uneasy.
And though Jack liked thinking about the Doctor's holes he couldn't do anything with a hole in the Doctor's mind.
And the Doctor seemed depressed. Whenever Jack would stop trying to cheer him up he'd instantly start acting dejectedly.
"Well, we'll never be the same, anyway" mumbled the Doctor.
"Don't say that", snapped Jack "I don't want you to say that."
The Doctor shrugged before adding: "I'm getting cold, Jack..."and rolled to one side to get on all fours only seconds later.
Jack sighed.
The Doctor crawled out of the shower and grabbed a towel which collapsed from a pile onto the floor; the Tardis was in the mood to help him for once.
Jack followed him instantly.
The Doctor tried covering himself with the towel, he found that it was even big enough for him to crawl under it and disappear beneath it.
Jack watched him with disbelieving eyes. "How does that work?" he asked and squatted down beside the Doctor again.
"Biwwer won dee infide" mumbled a muffled voice from beneath the towel. Jack raised it a few inches and looked under it.
"What?"
"I said it's bigger on the inside, Jack. The towel's part of the Tardis, therefore it's bigger on the inside as well."
The Doctor growled and pulled the cover over his head again.
"Are you planning on staying?" asked Jack after he'd received no reply to prior questions. The humming of the Tardis grew closer.
"Doctor, I asked if you're planning on staying?" repeated Jack.
Jack nudged the mound of towel in front of him.
"Just go away." was a muffled reply from under the towel and Jack sighed quietly.
"I thought you were cold" mumbled Jack and got to his feet again.
"GO AWAY!" the Doctor's voice was cold and Jack was surprised at the Doctor's harsh tone.
"Alright" he tried to appease him and moved towards the door, "I'll wait for you on the outside."
Jack opened the door and slammed it shut without budging from his current position. But he saw the Doctor wincing at the sudden thud of the slammed door.
And he saw the Doctor writhing in pain.
And he was there when the Doctor's body started to twitch uncontrollably.
And he heard the Doctor moaning and whimpering from underneath the towel constantly.
And he heard him screaming "Why, why, why?!" over and over again.
And he couldn't do anything apart from standing beside him and watching him suffer.
Because he knew that he couldn't blow it all away.
Hope anyone got the MUSE references (last sentence as well as the song Jack can't remember), but I guess I can rely on my fellow musers, right Dengirl ;) ? Oh and by the way thanks to everyon for their continued support :)