The Doctor felt Jack's emotions coursing thorough him as though they were his own. The not-nervousness and the desire and the fear of loss, it was all there, it was all just under the surface.
He moved where Jack wanted him to, but broke the kiss and looked up to him, trying to figure out exactly where to go next. If he were even a little more sober, he might've been able to push away his drunken state, but he was too far gone, there was too much alcohol in his system.
Are you sure this is what you want? he asked, mentally. It was the equivalent of asking for permission, reaffirming what they knew, and putting up a barrier in case Jack wanted to back out of it.
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Date: 2010-05-29 07:38 pm (UTC)He moved where Jack wanted him to, but broke the kiss and looked up to him, trying to figure out exactly where to go next. If he were even a little more sober, he might've been able to push away his drunken state, but he was too far gone, there was too much alcohol in his system.
Are you sure this is what you want? he asked, mentally. It was the equivalent of asking for permission, reaffirming what they knew, and putting up a barrier in case Jack wanted to back out of it.
Any more, and they couldn't go back.