Title: Flavor of the Day
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Tenth Doctor/Jack Harkness
Fandom: Doctor Who/Torchwood
Rating: NC-17
Table: lover100
Prompt: 43, Lick
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the Tenth Doctor or Jack Harkness. Please do not sue.

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"That doesn't look like lube," the Doctor told Jack, looking at the small bottle in his boyfriend's hand. He lay back against the pillows, raising an eyebrow in question. "I take it that you have some new adventure planned for us tonight, then?"

Jack laughed, nodding as he climbed onto the bed and straddled the Doctor, then leaned down to kiss the Time Lord, his breath warm against the other man's lips. "I got a lot of stuff when we made that trip to the sex shop. I thought this would be interesting to play with."

"What is it?" The Doctor eyed the bottle with interest; whatever it was, he was sure that Jack would put it to good use. He always looked forward to these little excursions into the realms of Jack's fantasies; his boyfriend never failed to surprise and delight him.

"It's massage oil," Jack told him, his voice throaty and seductive. "Flavored massage oil. I'm going to have fun licking the flavor of the day off your body. After I've massaged it into your skin and gotten you all hot and bothered, that is," he added, winking at the Time Lord.

The Doctor couldn't hold back a shiver of anticipation. He knew from experience that Jack could do some amazing things with his tongue, and he could hardly wait for his boyfriend to get started. He stretched out his lean body, raising his arms above his head and closing his eyes.

"Do you have any idea how tempting you look in that pose?" Jack asked him, his voice husky with desire. "I could take you right now. To hell with everything else, we can always play around with that later." He dropped the bottle, leaning forward, his blue gaze focused on the Doctor's face.

But the Time Lord held out a hand, shaking his head and looking pouty. "No, Jack. I want you to do what you were planning. It's a bit .... exotic, isn't it?" he asked, looking up at his lover from under long dark lashes, a small smile curving his lips.

He noted with satisfaction that Jack's gaze seemed riveted on his mouth; he had known that his request for his lover to stick with his original plan would put ideas into Jack's head. The immortal was always trying something new and different, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

That attitude certainly made their sex life interesting -- and incredibly fulfilling, the Doctor thought as he watched Jack reach for the bottle and open it. He poured some of the oil into his palm, his gaze meeting the Doctor's again as a smile spread over his face.

The Doctor gasped as Jack's fingers swirled around his navel, massaging the oil into his flesh. Never had those hands felt so good on his body; he let out a soft sigh of pleasure, relaxing back against the pillows as Jack's fingers moved in slow circles on his stomach.

He gasped as those fingers moved up to his nipples, circling the tender pink buds until they were hard and throbbing, the sensation seeming to move down between his legs directly to his cock. If he hadn't known better, he would have sworn that Jack was touching him there, too.

But he wasn't, at least not at the moment. He was concentrating his attention on the Doctor's nipples, swirling the oil around them, gently tweaking and pinching until the Time Lord was writhing under him in an ecstasy of need and desire.

"Jack, don't tease me," he pleaded, knowing that no matter what he said, his lover ws going to take his time and keep this up for as long as he wanted to. But he had to make the effort to get Jack to move his attention to another part of his body before he went insane.

"Just try to relax and enjoy this, Doc," Jack whispered, his intense blue gaze lifting to meet the Doctor's dark eyes. "I'm going to do exactly what I want to do -- you know that. I'm going to tease you until you think you can't take it any longer."

With those words, he leaned down to take one small nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking at the hardened bud. The Doctor cried out his lover's name, twining long fingers through Jack's hair, the wet warmth of Jack's mouth igniting a fire deep within him.

He needed more than this, but he could try to be patient. He knew that Jack would eventually give him what he wanted; his lover enjoyed teasing him with the preliminaries, and he had to admit that he enjoyed the hours of foreplay that Jack could subject him to.

The immortal's soft, warm mouth moved to his other nipple, wet tongue licking back and forth across the sensitized skin, bringing a moan to the Doctor's lips. He didn't know how much longer he could take this; the sweet torture was already pushing him to the edge.

Just when he was sure that he was on the verge of coming, Jack's mouth moved away from his nipples, kisses skimming down his body to his navel. The other man's tongue swirled over his stomach, licking at the flavored oil before starting to move lower.

Jack's slicked fingers were already closing around his hard cock, stroking from the base to the tip, taking care not to arouse him to the point of no return. The Doctor was panting and gasping, his hips rising off the mattress with each slow stroke.

How long was this going to go on before he couldn't hold himself back any longer? He knew that Jack was an expert at knowing just when to pull back, but he was already so aroused that he wasn't sure if even his lover's caution could keep his body from careening towards fulfillment.

He closed his eyes, struggling to hold back the orgasm that he could feel uncoiling within his body; he couldn't himself come too quickly, or Jack might stop what he was doing and this would be over. He had to make it go on and on, to last as long as possible.

His eyes flew open when he felt the warmth of his lover's mouth enveloping his cock; casting a startled glance downward, he saw the top of Jack's head as the immortal took the length of his cock into that wet, warm cavern in one smooth motion.

Jack's hands were curving around his thighs, spreading his legs further, then moving up to cup his ass; he couldn't hold himself back for much longer, not with those gentle fingers kneading his ass, one single digit slipping inside him to probe gently.

That searching finger was going to send him over the edge before either he or Jack was ready, he was sure of it. But that shouldn't matter; after all, they had all night, and they could both keep going and going far beyond most people's endurance.

He was galloping headlong towards an orgasm that he couldn't stop from overtaking him; all he could do was hold on for dear life and hope that Jack intended to keep going, to make this night go on and on for hours once their initial bout of lovemaking was over.

Crying out his lover's name, he came in a burst of pleasure that seemed to send sparks sizzling through every nerve in his body. Dimly, he could still feel Jack's mouth on his cock, but licking now rather than sucking, that warm tongue moving to lick a path up his inner thigh.

The Doctor lay there, spent from his first orgasm of the night, as Jack slowly licked his way back up the Time Lord's body. He propped himself up on one elbow, grinning down at the Doctor and tilting his head to the side as his hand moved down to stroke his lover's stomach.

"I love the way you come for me," he whispered, his voice soft and husky. "And you're going to do that more than once tonight, y'know." He raised an eyebrow, his grin growing wider and more devilish. "Turn over, Doctor. There are more parts of your body that I want to lick."

"It's a good thing that I'm multi-orgasmic," the Doctor told him as he obeyed his lover's words, turning over onto his stomach and getting comfortable. "If I wasn't, then you'd have to end up pleasing yourself tonight, since you've already taken me to the top once already."

"Oh, I don't think we have to worry about that," Jack told him, those warm hands already starting to stroke down his back. The Doctor's skin tingled at Jack's touch; he could feel that his lover had already availed himself of the massage oil again.

"Just what flavour is that oil?" he asked, wondering what Jack was tasting. "Cherry would be my guess. That would be the most probable, wouldn't it? Even though it would hardly fit me," he joked, glancing back over his shoulder to see Jack laugh and shake his head.

"Nope. It's chocolate," Jack whispered, his tongue starting to follow the trail of his hands as he licked a path down the Doctor's spine. The Time Lord moaned at the touch of that warm mouth, his body starting to tingle in anticipation of yet another round of pleasure.

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