If You Blink, You Could Miss It

A Doctor Who (Tenth Doctor/River Song/Captain Jack Harkness) Fanfic

Part 3

The Doctor felt Jack's lips on his, and had a moment of doubt, before giving in to the kiss entirely. It was gentle, not pushy, just explorative. At first, all lips on lips, all tactile and friction and strange new sensations. Jack didn't want to move to fast, but slowly skimmed his tongue over the Doctor's teeth. The Doctor met Jack's tongue with his own, and the next thing he knew, their arms were tightly around each other, heads moving gently with the rhythm of their tongues. To their surprise, they could hear River moaning slightly as they kissed.

The Doctor knotted his hands in the back of Jack's hair as Jack let his hands drift and gently grab and squeeze the Doctor's firm, perfect buttocks. The kiss began to become more passionate, with little coming up for air, and small noises of pleasure emitting from their throats. The Doctor opened his eyes, and pulled back abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Jack asked, concerned. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and knitted his brow towards the Doctor. The Doctor's hair was wild and his eyes slightly panicked.

"Nothing! I just…" He glanced at River, whose eyes were dark with lust, her lips pursed. "I've just never done that before." The Doctor stuck his hands in his pockets, sheepishly.

"I know." Matter-of-fact as always, Jack laughed. "Do you want to…continue, or not?" He asked. The Doctor took a breath, and looked at Jack, then River, then back to Jack again.

"Yeah." He nodded. "Yeah, actually, I do." And before the last half of the words were out of his mouth, Jack's lips were on his again. Full throttle, they kissed, sucked, and bit, while River watched. Jack wretched his lips away from the Doctor's and firmly planted his hand on the zipper pull of the Doctor's pinstripe trousers, feeling the length of his fully erect member with his palm. The Doctor's breathing hitched, and Jack smiled.

"As you would say, Doctor, allon-sy!" With those words, Jack unzipped the trousers and began to pump the Doctor, at first hard and slow, then faster. The Doctor grit his teeth against Jack's lips and moaned, more hiss than moan. River felt herself aching between the legs as she watched, rubbing herself roughly, wishing to be in the middle of the action. The Doctor bit Jack's bottom lip and writhed in pleasure as he came.

"Dammit, Jack." He groaned, Jack only smiled against the Doctor's lips. "I really ought to stop being selfish, you know." The Doctor choked out between gasps as Jack ran his hands up and down the inside of his thighs. "I should…you know….do something for you." Jack pulled his face away from the Doctor's and whispered in his ear.

"I came when you did." The Doctor pulled back slightly in surprise. "Getting people off gets me off." The Doctor chuckled and put one hand to his head.

"You're something else, Jack." He suddenly noticed things he never had about his old friend. His dimples, his long eyelashes, the slope of his nose, the perfect whiteness of his teeth.

"So I've been told." Said Jack, sneaking a glance over to River, who raised her chin and spoke.

"I'm not satisfied." She said simply. The Doctor and Jack looked at one another.

"Well, baby, we can fix that!" Jack made his way over to River in one stride and grinded his hips against hers, dropping himself lower as he went. She pushed him back down to the floor, and Jack lay flat on his back as she spoke.

"I want you two to take your…endeavor to the next level." She locked eyes with the Doctor, who was eyeing her nervously. "You both know what that means."

"But what about you, Riv?" The Doctor asked. "Shouldn't you get your turn with one of us?" He asked not to avoid the subject of sleeping with Jack, but because the sight of her, topless and wearing only panties and heels, was driving him crazy. She raised one eyebrow at him, and walked over to him.

"You'll get your turn with me, pretty boy." She whispered, placing one hand in the small of his back while she thrust her hips against his erect package and pressed her buxom chest to his chiseled one. "But after you get through with Jack." The Doctor was tilting his head towards hers, desperate for the touch of her lips, the strain of her body against his, but she once again moved away. "Go ahead." She wiggled the fingers of her right hand in the direction of Jack, still on the floor.

"Better now than never!" Jack winked at the Doctor. "Come on, Doc. I know that you're turned on by the man on man action." He lowered his voice, clearly attempting to entice the Doctor. "Abs against abs, strong fingers clutching one another, my lips on your chin, you neck, rubbing against your five 'o clock shadow. Our hips pressed up against each other, you feeling my hardness under your-"

It was too much for the Doctor to bear. Like a flash he was on top of Jack, kissing and touching and pulling off clothes. River leaned against the TARDIS controls and slid one hand under the waistband of her black lace panties, watching through barely open eyelids. By now, the Doctor was down to merely his pinstripe trousers, which Jack deftly removed. He opened his eyes and glanced down, then chuckled.

"Are your knickers…plaid, Doctor?" Jack glanced up and grinned. The Doctor blushed.

"Picked 'em up in Scotland, when I was there with Rose.". He responded.

Jack merely kissed the Doctor, then flipped over onto his hands and knees, bum in the air. "What….I mean, I though…"

"No," Jack said. "I want you to top me." He pulled down his knickers to display his tan arse to the Doctor. "I don't need lube, I'm, uh, I'm used to this." The Doctor shook his head slightly, as though with disbelief, and pulled his own knickers down. Meanwhile, River moaned against the TARDIS controls, prostrating herself against the controls as she massaged her nether regions. The Doctor glanced towards her and shot her a cocky grin.

"Yeah, people tend to do that when they see me naked." He winked, she merely shook her head in mock disagreement and continued. Jack laughed.

"Are you ready?" The Doctor asked, stroking himself in preparation.

"Are you?" Jack responded. The Doctor took a breath, and thrust himself into Jack, holding onto his hips. Jack moaned, River moaned, the Doctor moaned; for a moment there was a cacophony of sound, then just the noise of the Doctor moving within Jack. Jack held himself up and made strangulated noises of pleasure as the Doctor took long, slow strokes. Every moment that past between thrusts seemed like an eternity, and Jack felt his release building.

"Doctor, when you were in Scotland with Rose-" Jack interrupted himself with a moan as the Doctor stroked his pulsating cock with one hand as he thrust. "-remember how you adopted that sexy Scottish accent?" The Doctor, eyes squeezed shut, merely groaned in response. "Let me hear it." Jack said. "Talk dirty to me in that accent, Doctor."

"My god, Jack." The Doctor said. "I am going to bring you to the best orgasm of your life, you filthy, kinky man. I am going to pound you-" He took one deeper thrust, then pulled nearly out. "And drive into you-" He growled in his Scottish brogue and plunged back in, only to just barely keep from pulling out again. "Until you will beg me for mercy." The Doctor purred, his voice lowered, and rolled his 'r's while thrusting back into Captain Jack Harkness.

"Faster, Doctor, faster." Jack barely could get the words out, he bit his lip to keep from screaming out. The Doctor hastened his rhythm, thrusting faster and harder. He felt Jack writhing under him, and knew that he was about to come. Like a perfect tease, he suddenly slowed himself, the thrusts grew tantalizingly slow. Jack cried out, finding his release in a perfect moment of sheer pleasure washing over him. The Doctor was near peak himself, but pulled himself out of Jack and lay naked on his back, panting, not wanting to come just yet. He heard River's breathing hiccup as Jack collected himself, and the Doctor glanced up.

"Dammit!" River cried. "I didn't come, goddammit, I was so close." She still had one hand cupping her nether regions, her head tilted back, eyes shut, hairline wet with sweat.

"Neither did I." The Doctor said. Jack pulled his knickers back on and wiped his brow.

"You said that would be the best orgasm of my life," Jack said to the Doctor, his eyes wide and incredulous. "You weren't kidding." His face broke into a smile.

"River…" The Doctor growled in his Scottish accent again. River lifted her head, drowsy with sexual frustration, and blinked at him.

"Oh, just take me, Time Lord!" She cried, and the Doctor gave a mischievous grin before doing just that…

(TO BE CONTINUED)