a/n: Sequel to "GRIT", read that first— This is also going to be Martha/Jack slash, hope that you enjoy.

Accompanied -

Grrr...rrrg…

"What was that?"

Martha felt her cheeks heat up at Jack's comment and stayed silent, but it didn't help because her stomach gurgled again—demanding to be filled with food.

Jack looked down at her, a smirk on his lips. "Martha..." he teased.

Martha pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes as she looked up at Jack, but his grin just grew because it looked more like a pout. He pecked her on the nose, and she couldn't keep up the front; being this close to him, his arm over his shoulder and pulled close to his side.

"You wouldn't happen to have any chocolate in that great coat of your's, would you?" she asked him.

Martha wasn't sure how long they had been stuck in the control room on Utopia, she didn't carry a watch and the watch that that Jack had around his wrist wasn't a real watch that told time, but instead a Time Agents watch—which as it turned out, didn't work either. So neither of them knew how long it had been since the Doctor had left them, but it was long enough that her stomach was rumbling for food. They couldn't last more than a few days without food; Martha would starve to death and be dead permanently while Jack would just keep on dying.

Martha forced back the shudder at the thought; the Doctor would come back for them; she was sure of it.

"Why not check in out yourself." he replied in a seductive manner.

Martha gave a soft snort at that, but complied anyway; first stuffing her hand in the pocket that was closest, the one that was between them. There was nothing in that one, so she reached across Jack's lap, trying to get at the other pocket. She wasn't sure if Jack was just playing with her, but she was hungry enough to humor him and Jack didn't mind the view of her arse that he was getting. She let out a squawk of surprise when Jack pulled her over and into his lap, giving her hardy behind and hardy slap; he was an ass man after all.

"Jack!"

Martha was in no way going to tell him that it kind of turned her on; she didn't want him to know everything before their relationship even began. Wait! Relationship? Was that what this was or was it just a fling? She knew Jack was the one night stand type of guy, but she was different, she was looking for someone to spend the rest of her life with. No; she didn't want to think about that now. She was really into Jack and if this really was just a fling, then she was going to get as much out of it as she could.

Martha did sigh internally though; why was it that she was always into guys that she could never really be with? God, she was rubbish at relationships, just like her mother always found a way to mention to her.

This time Jack grasped her ass, his hand bypassing the waistband in her pants and gaining skin contact. She opened her legs a little and felt a shutter go through her entire body as she felt his finger between her legs. She became hot and wet and pushed back against his fingers as they teased her entrance, wanting them inside of her so bad. She bit her lip as she moaned, pressing her forehead against his thigh.

"What do want?" he asked.

"You." she groaned.

"And where do you want me?"

"I-inside of me." she panted.

"How bad?"

"Real bad, Jack. Real bad." she moaned, moving with his fingers, trying to suck them inside of her. "Now, now!"

Jack tugged down her pants and underwear, pushing her up onto her knees as he pulled down his own and mounted her from behind. Pushing his hard cock into her wet opening, it sliding into the heat and he moaned, feeling the walls around him constrict and contract around him. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her up so that her back was against his chest. His hands traveled under her shirt and bra and grasped her breasts, using them as support as he fucked her. Martha braced one hand against the edge of a consol in front of her while the other came down her front and she started to rub herself, her head falling back against Jack shoulder.

One of Jack's hands came from her breast and down her front, working his fingers with hers. She panted, her eyes closed as she turned her head; her tongue snaking out and the tip of it tracing the shell of his ear. Jack was totally surprised, his eyes snapping open as a shudder traveled through him and zapped through his penis—and... And he came hard inside of her.

Martha was shocked too as she leaned forward and braced both hands against the edge of the consol, Jack resting against her back, panting into her neck. Out of all the temporary lovers that Jack had ever had, no one had ever done that to him, ever—who could have guessed that it was one of Jack's sweet spots.

Jack peppered the back of Martha's neck with kisses; was she just a temporary lover or could she become something else? He sat up and took his dick from her, pulling up his pants and hers before sitting back and taking her along with him, settling her in his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder, giving a content sigh—her hunger forgotten.

Note: I know that it took me a bit to post this sequel, I was going to start it after I was done "The Power of Two" but that seems to be taking longer than I expected. For that fic it was originally going to just be like a two shot but it kind turned into something more. So I'm going to try and split my focus between these two.

Hoped you enjoyed this first chapter; I'll update soon!