The Doctor cried out again at the jolt, and tried to send a mirror of it back to Jack, tried to give as much as he received from this.

It wasn't fair that Jack had to have the one night stands to feel like he was with the Doctor. It wasn't fair that the Doctor had to become celibate when he wanted to be in the arms of the man he was with now. It wasn't fucking fair. As he clung to Jack, he wanted to destroy the universe, to tear it apart so he could stay here, with him, and never go.

He moved faster with Jack, and the stimulation shot through him as they sped up together. His body craved this, craved him for so long.