The Doctor rested the afternoon away while Jack was at work. He made himself a small meal at one point of a banana that he mashed and mixed into the rice. It wasn't like the banana rice that he made on the TARDIS with sugar and seasonings but it was better than just plain rice allowing him to finish the small meal. He had a little more energy after eating and he took the time to prepare the strips of cloth that he would need in order to set Carys's leg later in the night. He even cleaned up the small home they shared a little taking time to empty the two cloth bags that he had packed for their original journey.

At the bottom of the bag, he found the chess pieces he had made in the previous village. He had planned on leaving them behind but Jack had obviously packed them for him so that he could finish the board in this village and allow them to play a game against each other. It was a small gesture and one that made Jack's pack heavier on the journey but he appreciated the thought. He set the pieces aside for now and then folded the bags putting them aside. He didn't dismantle them yet as he had no doubt he would need both again once they decided to leave this village behind. He just wasn't sure how soon that would be as not only did he need to repair the tower but he also needed to finish healing as well. He was determined that this time when they set out he would be able to walk with Jack the entire way and not have to be dragged or carried to their next destination again.

As the end of the workday neared, he started another batch of rice this time making enough for the two of them to share. He had just finished slicing the bread and setting it by the fire to toast when Jack entered the hut. His cheeks were flushed from working all day but he smiled upon seeing that the Doctor was out of bed and helping to prepare their meal. He gave him the rations he had purchased allowing the Doctor to select the rest of their meal as he took Carys off his chest. He changed her nappy and then put her in the cradle to rest while he changed.

"I am glad to see you are feeling better," Jack told the Doctor.

"I am getting there," the Doctor answered him honestly. He cooked off two pieces of meat for Jack and one for himself along with veggies for both of them. It was only root veggies that they had available and he wished they could get tomatoes so that he could make a type of pizza for Jack to enjoy. Still, they could eat better here and gain strength rather than continue to weaken due to just being fed bread and water most days. They ate their meal in relative silence with Jack once again finishing the rest of the Doctor's portion. After they were done, Jack cleaned up while the Doctor retrieved the resting baby from the cradle.

"Do you want me to feed her before or after you work on her leg?" Jack questioned the Time Lord.

"After, right now I need you to help me. We are going to have to get the previous wrapping wet in order to take it off. Then I want to clean her leg well and wrap it with a clean cloth before we add the new cast. Once we are done, you can feed her to provide her comfort while we wait for the cast to dry," the Doctor explained. Jack felt bad for Carys but he knew it was necessary to manipulate her leg as he helped the Doctor. She cried the entire time as even when wet they had to rip the bandages to get them off her leg. They then gave her a bath before dressing her in a clean nappy. Lastly, the Doctor wrapped her leg in a small cloth before gently manipulating her foot so that it was straight again. He then had Jack hold her foot in place as he wrapped it in clay soaked bandages.

"Alright, your turn papa," the Doctor told Jack as he took over holding her leg in place. Jack scooped the infant into his arms bringing her to his chest. She latched on suckling as the Doctor continued to hold her leg. Her cries stopped now that she was feeding and the manipulation of her leg was forgotten. The three of them sat on the ground near the fire so that the heat could help the clay to dry and by the time she was done eating the Doctor no longer had to hold her foot in place. She was falling asleep but the Doctor still took the time to dress her in her new outfit before she fell asleep in Jack's arms. Jack kissed her softly on the head, then swaddled her in a clean blanket. He laid her down in her cradle letting her sleep until her next feeding.

"Do you want to play a game of chess while she sleeps?" Jack questioned seeing the chess pieces sitting by the wall.

"Not at the moment. I was thinking we could go to bed for a while," the Doctor suggested.

"I'm not tired," Jack informed him.

"Neither am I," the Doctor answered. Jack looked at him questioningly and the Doctor raised an eyebrow at him. He couldn't help but chuckle as Jack scrambled to his feet. He got up slower as his arm still had trouble supporting his weight. By the time he reached the bed, Jack was already naked and his member was no longer soft. The Doctor didn't look at Jack as he let his own trousers drop then climbed up on the bed, straddling Jack's legs as he did. Jack leaned up, pressing their mouths together. He kissed Jack deeply as one of Jack's hands moved to his back and the other to his arse. He felt a finger pressing against his opening but not entering as it rubbed on the puckered skin. They still hadn't found anything to use for lube and he knew he was going to be sore if he allowed Jack into his body but that was all right. He pushed back against the finger giving Jack permission without ever saying a word.

Jack was careful as he pushed the finger into his body but it still burned. he tried to ignore it as he focused on the feeling of Jack's lips against his and Jack's hand rubbing his back. The finger worked its way in until it pressed against his prostate sending jolts of pleasure through his body despite the friction. He groaned pulling forward and pushing back effectively riding Jack's hand as they kissed. Jack's hand disappeared from his back as he reached in between them taking his own cock in his hand. He squeezed it to take the edge off as he almost came just from the feeling of the Doctor losing enough control to ride his hand. He then moved his hand to the Doctor's mouth. The Doctor broke the kiss to latch on to Jack's fingers sucking on them and providing the wetness Jack would need.

"Oh, god Doc," Jack moaned. The Doctor released Jack's fingers with a pop and then took his wrist in the hand of his bad arm as he brought his own fingers to his mouth. Jack arched his back rubbing himself against the Doctor as the Doctor got his fingers wet then reaching back slipped one into himself beside Jack's finger. He groaned at the stretch as he helped Jack to work his body open. Unable to take anymore, he pulled his finger free and Jack followed suit. He didn't allow Jack to roll them as he scooted forward just a little and took Jack's cock into his hand lining it up to his body. "Go slow or you will hurt yourself."

"I will," the Doctor breathed. Just like before it hurt to go in almost dry and he wasn't able to push himself back enough. In the end, he had to hold himself still allowing Jack to thrust up and breach his body. He gasped holding himself up with his legs shaking as he arse burned. He gripped Jack's wrist tightly taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly as he tried to relax around the intrusion.

"You don't have to do this," Jack told him as he stared up at the Doctor. His eyes were squeezed tightly closed and his lips had gone thin as he tried to breathe through the pain.

"I know," the Doctor answered. Rather than pulling away, he sunk back taking Jack into his body. He pulled up quickly then sunk back slowly again. Jack let him move the friction almost painful for him as well but it didn't stop the Doctor. He didn't take Jack all the way into his body but rode him shallowly. Jack reached out taking the Doctor's cock in his own hand to help him relax as the Doctor moved. The Doctor was soft and it was clear he wasn't going to find his release by this act.

"This is hurting you sweetheart, let's try another position or something else because it is obvious you aren't enjoying yourself," Jack cooed softly. The Doctor nodded pulling himself off. He turned dropping to his knees allowing Jack to moved behind him. Jack reached out gently touching the sore opening. He then wet his own fingers as much as possible smearing the wetness on his cock and the Doctor's arse before lining himself up again. He was gentle as he pushed in but the Doctor still couldn't bite back the cry of pain as he entered his body. "Sweetheart."

"I'm all right, Jack. Please just finish," the Doctor begged softly. Jack contemplated not listing to the Doctor. In the end, his own body won and he kept his thrusting shallow as he moved. He found his release fairly quickly then pulled out. Moving he took the Doctor in his arms. He didn't try to finish the Time Lord off knowing that he was soft and his arse was sore.

"As much as I want to have sex with you, I love you too much to hurt you again like that. We may have to forgo penetrative sex until we are back at the TARDIS and have access to lube again," Jack told him. The Doctor nodded against him, turning so that he could rest his head on Jack's chest. Tonight didn't go as planned and he wanted to make it up to Jack eventually. For now, he took comfort in his lover's arms. He was tired but he couldn't sleep as he wondered what tomorrow would bring.