Captain Jack Harkness [Torchwood/Doctor Who] (
captainspain) wrote2013-05-27 11:48 am
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For x_thedoctor_x Dark Jack and Dark Doctor
Jack rested with his feet up on the console of the TARDIS his new leather coat tossed haphazardly on the back of the captain's chair. He's humming softly to himself just a wordless tune. He is beyond happy to be in the only happy home he has ever known. He had wished that it had been under better reasons but he has the Doctor and that was all that mattered to him.
He hears the sound of footsteps but he doesn't look around too comfortable to move. Besides who else could it be. He grins and waits for the Time Lord to speak.
He hears the sound of footsteps but he doesn't look around too comfortable to move. Besides who else could it be. He grins and waits for the Time Lord to speak.
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Jack growls something filthy in an alien language knowing the Doctor would most likely understand what he just said. "You know I would," he says, "I've been wanting to do that to you since we met."
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He didn't know what he turning into, but he liked it, he liked the power he had over Jack. He was feeding on it, actually.
"When we're done here, Jack, back in the TARDIS, I'll give you all you ever wanted, but it might not be in ways you expect. Are you prepared for that?" he asked, almost breathless.
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"I've been waiting for over 1,000 years for anything," he says, "I'm ready for you Doctor, believe me I am more than ready."
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"Say the word and we're out of here," the Doctor said, his eyes dark and intense. Almost menacing.
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Jack calmly reaches over taps a few keys and ramps up the noise. "Lets go," he says with a growl, "we can always come back and watch the head's exploding later."
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The Doctor flinched at the increase in noise and grabbed Jack's hand, pulling him toward the TARDIS. He forgot how alive he could feel when he just let go, just let himself follow his instincts instead of his nagging conscience.
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Jack follows thrilled at the feel of the Doctor's hand in his, he doesn't care about the darkness growing in his soul he just wants to keep running and laughing forever and ever.
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The Doctor opened the TARDIS with a click of his fingers and dragged Jack inside. The doors slammed shut and locked behind them as he pulled him further into the TARDIS, searching for the first bedroom he came across.
Inside the room, he closed the door and leaned against it, staring intently at Jack. "Clothes off, Captain. I want to see you."
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Jack stripped slowly first his coat, his shoes, his suspenders, shirt and undershirt. He slows down when it gets to his pants easing them down and kicking them off now completely naked in front of the one person who can make him feel self aware of is nakedness.
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The Doctor walked a circle around him, his fingers brushing lightly over Jack's skin, watching the changes in color. "You are beautiful," he whispered, his voice low and rasping.
"On your knees, Jack," he ordered, "hands behind your head," he added as began undoing his own belt.
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Jack shivers and kneels on the ground, hands where the Doctor requested. He keeps his eyes on the ground though he really, really wants to watch the Time Lord strip.
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"Don't worry, Jack, you can watch," the Doctor said, smirking down at his Captain. He'd shrugged off his coat and jacket and was loosening his tie, his trousers falling open. He was watching Jack, all the things he'd thought about Jack in the deepest, darkest places of his mind were coming forward.
"That pretty mouth of yours was just made to be debauched, wasn't it jack?" he said, undoing the buttons of his shirt. He was standing there, shirt open, tie hanging loose, and trousers ready to drop.
"Tell me, how badly do you want it? How long have you thought about this? I think...I want to hear you beg, Jack."
This was so not the Doctor, but he was reveling in the power he felt, knowing he could make Jack do whatever he wanted in this moment. It was heady and scary and a part of him was screaming to stop, but that voice was getting quieter and quieter as of late.
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"I've wanted this since I met you," Jack says his voice low and dangerous as he looks up at the Doctor. "I've wanted to slam you against the wall and fuck your brains out. Please don't make me wait any more. Fuck me please Doctor stop making me just dream about this."
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The Doctor grabbed Jack by the hair, gently pulling him to his feet and shoving him toward the console, bending him over. Jack didn't get much preparation, just spit from the Doctor's hand. Trousers around his ankles, the Doctor penetrated Jack, fucking him hard and fast. "Is this what you want, Jack?" he asked, bending down to whisper in his ear. "Maybe next time I'll let you take me against the wall, or better yet, a mirror. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
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Jack cries out when he is breached and tries to get more friction by pushing back and then bucking his hips forward. He groans softly and begs. "More please more," he cries, "please more."
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The Doctor complies, he teeth clenched tight, his lip curled into a snarl, though he's not angry, far from it. He's just letting himself go, letting go of his tightly held self control, pounding Jack as hard he can. It's been so long for him, so very long since he'd given up his control that he feels free, feels like laughing as he ruthlessly fucks Jack.
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Jack hasn't been fucked this hard in years, even with Ianto he had to be careful because he didn't want to scare off his new lover. He laughs and gasps and thrusts back against the Doctor's cock. begging and pleading in every language he knows.
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The Doctor growls, his hips moving like pistons as he let's his mind reach out. He invades Jack's mind, not seeking information but...right there, the pleasure center. He brushes his dirtiest thoughts about His Captain, over those pleasure centers. Everything he wants to do to Jack and everything he wants Jack to do to him.
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Jack howls in pleasure and comes hard and fast all over the floor as he bends slightly so he doesn't come all over the console and short something out. He thrusts back hard as he comes trying to bring the Doctor along with him.
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It had been so very long and his climax was almost as painful as it was pleasurable as he collapsed against Jack. He braced his hands on the console to push back to gie him room.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked, running a hand lightly down Jack's back.
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Jack tests all his limbs and looks over the rest of his body. "I'm going to be sore as hell in an hour and I have bruises where I shouldn't have them...but it was worth it....when can we do it again?"
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Because he was feeling smug and enjoyed showing off, the Doctor walked to Jack and cupped his face. His eyes closed and he was back in Jack's mind, now knowing exactly where to go this time. He began to stimulate Jack's pleasure centers, brushing over them as relentlessly as he had fucked him.
He wanted Jack to know he could make him come anytime and in any way the Doctor chose.
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Jack's whole body arches and while his second orgasm isn't as impressive as the first he still manages to see stars and have a few choice words for the Doctor when he can see again. "Bloody hell."
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Looking around, he shrugged and just tossed the flannel into a nearby bin. "You're sure you're alright," the Doctor asked, picking up pieces of Jack's clothing and handing them to him. "I suppose next time we could try the bed or something with less sharp objects about," he said, smiling.
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"Doctor half the time when you and Rose thought I was making stories up I wasn't," Jack says, "I don't mind being a bit sore and limping for a few days and if you hurt me believe me I don't care...I like it rough."
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