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licenseartistic - May 2007 - Leather
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innuendocaptainTitle / Prompt: 5/07 - Leather
Character: Jack Harkness
Warnings: adults behaving like adults
Pairings: Ninth Doctor/Jack
Your character's fandom: Doctor Who
Word count: 256 per MS Word
Rating: PG-13 for suggestive material
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the situation. If I did, he'd have come in much earlier...
Crossposted tolicenseartistic
He'll admit it, it's probably a bit of a fetish.
But he just can't help it -- something about the way the Doctor looks and smells in that leather jacket just turns him on. And the feel of that lean form, all warm and solid under supple leather; wrapped in his arms or pressing him against a wall, crushed to him in a heated embrace -- it's enough to make his mind reel and his body thrum with arousal.
And he knows the Doctor is more than aware of how he reacts -- the Time Lord may wear his leather as armour against the world, but now there are times when he wears it just for Jack. When they're safe inside the TARDIS and hidden away in one of their rooms, instead of stripping it off he wears it as he presses Jack back on the bed and kisses him hungrily. Jack lies under him, hands sliding over his leather-clad back and sides, then dipping under the jacket and jumper to stroke warm skin; moans softly at the way his lover writhes against him like a big, dangerous cat.
He can't help leaning in to breathe in the scent of aroused Time Lord and warm leather -- all heat and spice and deliciously wicked, this powerful alien in the shape of an incredibly sexy man. He eagerly spreads his legs to let the Doctor move against him, and a naughty thought flickers across his mind. Maybe he could convince the Doctor to try some leather trousers, too...
Character: Jack Harkness
Warnings: adults behaving like adults
Pairings: Ninth Doctor/Jack
Your character's fandom: Doctor Who
Word count: 256 per MS Word
Rating: PG-13 for suggestive material
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the situation. If I did, he'd have come in much earlier...
Crossposted to
licenseartisticHe'll admit it, it's probably a bit of a fetish.
But he just can't help it -- something about the way the Doctor looks and smells in that leather jacket just turns him on. And the feel of that lean form, all warm and solid under supple leather; wrapped in his arms or pressing him against a wall, crushed to him in a heated embrace -- it's enough to make his mind reel and his body thrum with arousal.
And he knows the Doctor is more than aware of how he reacts -- the Time Lord may wear his leather as armour against the world, but now there are times when he wears it just for Jack. When they're safe inside the TARDIS and hidden away in one of their rooms, instead of stripping it off he wears it as he presses Jack back on the bed and kisses him hungrily. Jack lies under him, hands sliding over his leather-clad back and sides, then dipping under the jacket and jumper to stroke warm skin; moans softly at the way his lover writhes against him like a big, dangerous cat.
He can't help leaning in to breathe in the scent of aroused Time Lord and warm leather -- all heat and spice and deliciously wicked, this powerful alien in the shape of an incredibly sexy man. He eagerly spreads his legs to let the Doctor move against him, and a naughty thought flickers across his mind. Maybe he could convince the Doctor to try some leather trousers, too...
