Title: Ring Ring
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Tenth Doctor/Jack Harkness
Fandom: Doctor Who/Torchwood
Rating: NC-17
Table: "If you were" challenge, 5_prompts
Prompt: If I was a telephone you'd ring me all day long
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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"I love ringing all of your bells," Jack murmured, brushing his lips against the Doctor's cheek. The two of them were lying in bed together, the Time Lord's long, slender legs wrapped securely around Jack's waist as Jack slowly thrust into him, then pulled back.

"You can ring my bell any time," the Doctor gasped, his nails scoring trails down Jack's back as the other man thrust his hips forward again, his eyes closing and a soft moan leaving his lips. His slim body arched up against Jack's, his breath catching in his throat.

Jack slowly let his his hips move back, sliding slowly out of the Time Lord. Nearly all the way out, but not entirely; he smiled as he pushed back inside the other man, feeling the Doctor's muscles tighten around him, loving the responsiveness of his lover's body.

He could do this all night; he had more stamina than most humans did when it came to lovemaking. He had no idea why he'd been endowed with such a quality, but it had come in handy for most of his life -- and especially now that he was with a Time Lord.

This was the first man in a long time who'd been able to keep up with him, Jack thought with a smile as he looked down at the Doctor. Humans simply didn't have the staying power that he did -- and the fact that the Doctor was capable of multiple orgasms fascinated him.

He'd been with other species who were orgasmic in the way that the Time Lord was -- but there had never been anyone who had captured his heart and soul in the way that this man had managed to. The Doctor was everything he'd ever wanted or needed, all rolled into one person.

Why had he ever thought that he wanted to go back to Torchwood and turn his back on this man? It didn't seem possible that he could have been that stupid; leaving the Doctor had been the biggest mistake of his life, one that they had both paid for.

But they had rectified that mistake, Jack told himself firmly. They were together now, and if he had his way, they always would be. He was never going to stray from the Doctor again; there was no one else he wanted, as a one-night stand or otherwise.

Who else could satisfy him in the way that the Doctor did? No one, he answered in his mind as he let his hips thrust forward again, watching the Doctor's face. No one in the entire universe could be what this man was to him; no one could fit with him so perfectly.

What had made him think that he wanted other people? Why had he been so stupid as to stray from the Doctor's side? Yes, he'd had a few relationships in the time that they were apart, but other than Ianto, none of them had touched his heart.

And even though he had cared for Ianto, that relationship still hadn't touched the core of who he was in the way that the Doctor had always done. He had been lonely for the Time Lord, missing him more than he would have thought possible.

It had taken him far too long to come to the conclusion that he needed to be with the Doctor. But once he finally had, he'd known that he had to swallow his pride and come back to the man who owned his heart. It hadn't been easy, but he'd done it.

He smiled again when the Doctor moaned his name, thrusting his hips forward a little harder this time. He loved making love to the Time Lord; no one else had ever been as responsive to his touch as this man, and certainly no one had ever roused him to such passion.

Why was it that this man seemed to fit every need he had in a lover? There was no one else who had ever satisfied him so completely, made him feel as though he was a part of them, body and soul, heart to heart. The Doctor was much more to him than just a lover.

This man was his heart and soul. He almost didn't want to say it, for fear that it sounded too melodramatic -- but once he'd left the Time Lord and gone back to Torchwood, he had realized belatedly that the Doctor was his entire life. And he'd left that life behind.

Jack pushed that thought out of his mind, determined to focus on the man in his bed, in his arms. There was no reason to think about his separation from the Doctor now; all he needed to concentrate on was the fact that they were together in the here and now.

All he wanted to do was ring the Doctor's bells, over and over again. He knew just how this man would react to his touch, to his lovemaking -- but there could always be little surprises when he tried something new and different, and he loved to discover them.

The Time Lord gasped as his hips thrust forward again, going deeper this time, those slim hips rising to meet his own. Jack could feel the other man's muscles going impossibly tight around his cock; he knew that the Doctor was close to the edge.

One more thrust .... His orgasm burst through him with no warning, at the same moment that the Doctor's climax took the other man over. Jack dimly heard himself crying out, feeling his body convulse and release, wrapping his arms around the Doctor and holding him close.

He didn't know how long it was before the aftershocks of their orgasms subsided, leaving them lying in each other's arms, spent and satiated. Slowly, he raised his head to smile weakly at the Time Lord, his blue gaze taking in the beauty of the man in his embrace.

"If you were a telephone, I swear I could ring your number all day and night long," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "It gets better every time between us, doesn't it, Doctor? I can't believe that I was stupid enough to walk away from this. Or that I lived without it for so long."

"That's in the past, Jack," the Time Lord said softly, raising a hand to brush Jack's damp hair back from his face. "Let's not think about it. We both learned some valuable lessons about ourselves and about our relationship during that time. But it's over now."

Jack nodded, lowering his head to brush a gentle kiss across the Doctor's parted lips. "I don't know about you, but I'll be ready to go again in a few minutes," he said softly, his intense gaze still riveted on his lover's face. "Good thing I have extraordinary staying power."

"I'm ready to go again whenever you are," the Doctor said promptly, raising an eyebrow and smirking up at the man above him. "You forget, Time Lords don't have to deal with such pesky things as refractory periods. It makes our sex lives much simpler."

"You know, I think you're the perfect man for me," Jack told him, catching the Doctor's hand in his and raising it to his lips. He was already hardening again inside the other man; just touching the Doctor, being so intimate with him, even looking at this man aroused him.

"Ring ring," he whispered, thrusting his hips forward again. The Doctor's dark eyes widened in surprise before he moaned Jack's name, his thin arms wrapping around his lover's shoulders and pulling him down for a kiss that swept all coherent thought away for both of them.

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