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Good Idea

By: bytheseaside
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Rating: Adult ++
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Chapter Three

Notes: OK, it just seemed like too good of a thing to miss. It is completely plotless. Enjoy! (Oh and review!) This is the last part of this, however, there will probably be a sequel, and a prequel (my mind is far too dirty!).

I have to say I enjoyed writing the second half of this chapter!




Jack had noticed Rose waking up as the Doctor had entered him. Normally, he would have made a move to include her, but right then he was a little distracted. Besides after what the Doctor had just done for him, he wanted to give the Time Lord his full attention. The man certainly deserved it. Jack should have known anyone liked to share his opinion that much would be able to use those lips just as well in other capacities.

Beyond all that, Jack was already starting to feel the effects of the man above him, in him. Even after as an intense experience as the one he’d just had, he could feel himself becoming ready again. The Doctor was moving at just the right angle and speed to send tingling waves of pleasure through Jack. A pressure at the back of Jack’s neck was caused by soft lips, and sent a surprising jolt through him. Jack could help the soft moan that escaped his lips, and panting he urged the Doctor on.

Most of Jack’s weight was balanced on his elbows, while his hindquarters worked on supporting the Doctor. Letting his head drop, to hang between his arms, and his hands curl around a pillow, Jack groaned, meeting the Doctor thrust for thrust, hot need growing as the Doctor’s speed increased. When he raised his head it was to see Rose watching them intently, propped up a little, one arm, under the covers, it’s slow movements an indication of her own rising desire. He winked at her, but any attempt at a welcoming smile was lost as the Doctor gripped his shoulders tightly and thrust particularly deep, releasing himself.

Panting, Jack lowered both of them to the bed, but sighed at the loss of the Doctor, who slid out of him slowly. Jack was aching with need by now, and could hear the soft, breathy, familiar moans from the other side of the bed. Rose. Obviously, the Doctor had become aware of her too, and was heading under the covers, Jack shook his head in amusement as he watched how eagerly the other man went for her, after the way he had tried to refuse them the day before.

Of course it had been little more than a token rejection. Jack had planned with Rose to make sure that the Doctor’s frustration level would be high, else their seduction would not have been nearly so successful. But now that he had given in, the Doctor had done so with whole-hearted abandon.

Jack lowered his mouth to Rose’s, and kissed her deeply. The Doctor was moving under the covers, his body brushing against Jack’s as he positioned himself. Jack knew when the Doctor had found his mark because Rose broke the kiss gasping, her back arching. Not allowing her any time to recover from the surprise, Jack re-initiated the kiss, pushing his tongue past her lips to explore her mouth. Just as he knew she would Rose responded passionately, duelling him for possession.

She didn’t last long, all too soon, the effects that her own ministrations mingled with his own and the Doctor’s attention and she was squirming, and writhing on the bed, trying to reach her peak, but not quite getting there. Jack drew the torture out as long as he could from his end, dominating her mouth with his, stopping her screams before they could escape.

Then finally, he took a nipple in his fingertips, pinching it lightly, and just as he knew she would, she crashed over, breaking free of Jack’s mouth to let out a yell of achievement and abandonment. That was one of the things he loved about Rose – her ability to give herself over completely and enjoy every minute of it.

The Doctor emerged, grinning, his chin dripping slightly with Rose’s juices. Jack couldn’t resist, leaning over to lick them up, rolling the taste around in his mouth. He was looking forward to being able to taste the Doctor as well, but that was still to come. A treat for a later time, maybe, right now though, it was himself that he was thinking of, and the throbbing ache between his legs. He pushed himself up into sitting position to lean against the head board, and offered a hand to Rose, who accepted it willingly, coming up to straddle his legs.

The young woman stroked him lightly, her hands moving down his chest, and lower, in the way he’d taught her he liked best. She lowered her head to his neck and began to nibble lightly, making Jack gasp and clutch her sides reflexively, but this wasn’t what he wanted – he was too far gone for this type of play. There was no need to build the heat, and what his body was craving was release.

Taking her hips tightly in his hands, he lifted her up and lowered her on to his waiting erection. Jack groaned as he slid into her, feeling the tight dampness closing around him, promising relief. If Rose was startled or annoyed at his abruptness, she didn’t show it, only placing her arms around his neck and easily allowing her slicked body to slide over his.

To the left, Jack could see the Doctor watching them intently, propped up on his side, his face blank, but his eyes dark with passion and desire, want and need. He seemed to be enjoying the view, if the odd shape in the covers at his waist was anything to go with.

Jack didn’t have any further chance to observe the Doctor as Rose started to move, causing Jack’s attention to become focussed on her again. He kept his hands at her waist, helping to guide and lift her. Everything about her was so hot, and damp, not to mention tight. He slid in and out of her easily, pulling at her inner walls, feeling them squeeze him involuntarily.

Close to the end, Jack dropped his head to Rose’s shoulder, pulling her tighter against him, increasing the amount of skin that brushed against his, heightening the friction, building the tension to breaking point. He sped up their movements groaning, knowing it wouldn’t be long.

A soft breath brushed against his ear, “Let go, Jack.” And he did, emptying himself inside her for long moments, his whole body shaking with pleasure. The cry that left his lips was involuntary, a wordless exclamation of release.

Rose held him, stroking his hair, pressing feather kisses on his neck and shoulders as he recovered. It didn’t take long. Mind-blowing orgasms or not, Jack had always prided himself on being ready to go at a moment’s notice.

But Rose was climbing off him and on to the Doctor, who was pulling her to him, in a similar position, up against the headboard. Jack could see the heat that the other man was trailing down Rose’s body with just his gaze, and it made him shiver as though it was his own body that the Doctor was looking at, studying. Jack had never been much of one for watching others – he preferred to be an active participant at all times. Yet now, he found himself content just to sit back and watch, as his two lovers boiled over in each other’s arms.

Rose and the Doctor were already joined, and moving. Rose’s forehead rested on the Doctor’s and the pair looked intently into each other’s eyes as they began to build up a rhythm, their moans and breaths mingling equally. Jack might have picked Rose to be a vocal bed partner, but not the Doctor. Yet the other man was as inclined to voice his pleasure as Rose.

Exhausted, sated and feeling thoroughly pleased with himself Jack sat back to enjoy the show. After all it had been his plan that had succeeded so well, bringing them all to this point, it was worth a bit of self-congratulation. And watching Rose and the Doctor move together as one was just the bonus prize.

Now both of them had their heads thrown back in ecstasy, and Rose’s breasts were bobbing up and down enticingly. Jack, now done with passivity, moved so he straddled the Doctor’s legs behind Rose, and then enclosed her in his arms, pushing his hands between them to the point where they joined, touching them there.

The Doctor’s gaze flew to his, taking in the sight of Jack kneeling behind Rose, her head resting on his shoulder, eyes closed. As Rose had done for him, Jack said, “Come now.” Allowing his desire to see the two of them find pleasure with each other to show on his face. Then placing a kiss to Rose’s cheek, he whispered the same in her ear. And like Jack, that was all they needed. Both of them cried out as they came, Rose shaking in Jack’s arms, the Doctor leaning back against the headboard.

Finally the three of them collapsed, side by side on the bed. Rose’s arms were wrapped around the Doctor, who had one on her waist, and one linked with Jack’s, who’s free hand stroked Rose’s leg. Jack had no idea which of the remaining legs were his own, but as he doubted they’d support him just yet, he decided it didn’t matter much.

Slowly, his heart beat and breathing returned to normal, and he became aware that his eyes had closed and his head had dropped to Rose’s shoulder. Now he was relaxed, and as closely wrapped as the other two were he could feel they were the same. However, other sensations, less pleasant started to become apparent.

The bedclothes were damp and sticky, as was he. His body ached with overuse – as many bed partners as he had had, it’d been a long time since he’d done anything quite as protracted or as intense. He needed a bath.

In his arms, Rose shifted uncomfortably, and groaned slightly, obviously feeling the same, while the Doctor pulled back with a soft sigh.

“Bath?” said Jack.

“Good idea,” agreed the Doctor.

“I’m not sure I can make it,” Rose said. “I don’t think I’ve ever… I’ve never… I don’t think I can walk anymore.”

“Well, don’t look at me,” Jack told her. “I’m going to be crawling there myself.”

They both turned to the Doctor, who drew his shoulders up and looked down at them, over his nose. “I can walk,” he said with as much dignity as a Time Lord who had just been screaming in pleasure could.

Rose turned and smothered her giggles into Jack’s chest. “Listen to him!” she said, her voice slightly muffled. “He thinks he’s so high and mighty! Well, we know how to get him now!” she said grinning up at Jack.

“Indeed we do,” Jack confirmed looking over at the Doctor, who was making an effort to look disgruntled, but was clearly just as amused as them.

“All right you two, up!” the Doctor hoisted Rose up into sitting position then off the bed, steadying her as she swayed, wincing a little. Jack pulled himself up, using the bed and the wall for balance. Obviously, he was getting old.

The three of them – even the Doctor – tottered towards the bathroom, giggling and groaning as they went. By the time they reached the door, the Doctor and Jack were able to walk fairly steadily, although Jack’s muscles still twinged slightly. Rose was still staggering about, but that seemed to by mostly from the laughter that was bubbling out of her. Jack could sympathise. He felt the same overflowing joy.

It didn’t take much for Jack to reach out and tickle her. He’d done plenty of research over the last week about where she was the most ticklish. She reacted instantly, doubling over gasping for breath, laughing harder now. Even the Doctor had one hand on the wall to support himself.

Rose managed to gather enough presence of mind to shove Jack away from her. Unfortunately, he wasn’t quite as stable as he thought he was, and so toppled over backwards into the bath.

Which was shockingly filled with warm water.

The bath was a big one, easily large enough for the three of them, and Jack made quite a splash when he landed in it. He surfaced to see Rose and the Doctor looking at him in shock, clearly not having expected the bath to be filled with water, either. Rose was horrified for about half a second before she started laughing again. The Doctor quickly joined her, Jack managed to hold an irritated expression for maybe a second longer, but then shook the water out of his hair, and began laughing himself.

“Did either of you fill the bath?” he asked, not seeing how either of them could have done, and both were shaking their heads, anyway. “Well, I didn’t…”

The Doctor patted the wall, affectionately, the expression on his face reserved for his ship rather than Jack or Rose this time. Then he grinned and joined Jack in the tub, Rose right after him.

The next few minutes were about relaxing in the hot water, letting it soothe aching muscles. That quickly turned to dunking, which became kisses. There was ledge that ran around the inside of the bath for the inhabitants to sit on. Jack was currently sitting opposite the Doctor who had Rose straddling his waist, kissing him passionately, which certainly was a treat to watch.

However, Jack was not in the mood to watch, though it was something else he planned to explore further at a later time. Just at the moment, he wanted to play. A wicked thought ran through his head, retaliation for Rose pushing him in the bath earlier.

His fingers found her waist, much as they had before, kneading her in that very sensitive spot. Rose yelped and pulled away from the Doctor, squirming in Jack’s arms. He kept it up until she was gasping with laughter and indignation, begging him to stop.

Finally, yielding to her pleas for clemency, Jack released her, but used her distraction to take her place. The Doctor didn’t seem to mind which one of them he was kissing, and accepted Jack into his arms readily enough. God, could the Time Lord kiss! Jack had no idea if it was the nine hundred years experience or natural talent, and frankly, he didn’t care. Anyone who could use their lips and tongue with such skill, to draw such pleasure, didn’t bear discussing.

When they broke for air, Jack saw Rose watching them with undisguised fascination written all over her face. He spared her a grin, but then went back to what he’d been doing, exploring the Doctor’s mouth. They had just built up a comfortable rhythm, when Rose’s teeth grazed across the back of Jack’s neck, causing him to jerk in surprise, having not been aware she’d moved. He broke from the Doctor, who grinned, and leaned in to recapture Jack’s lips.

Between the Doctor and the way his tongue caressed Jack’s, and Rose nibbling in the most delightful way, Jack was soon feeling mindless. This was something he could enjoy on a regular basis, and with any luck it would last more than just this one heated night.

Finally, the Doctor suggested they actually do what a bath was for, and wash each other. Rose was first, the Doctor taking her back, while Jack set to work on her feet. He soaped them up, then rinsed them off, using the opportunity explore a new part of Rose, which he hadn’t had a chance to yet. It turned out Rose quite liked having her toes sucked. The Doctor however, scowled at Jack for losing focus, but as he seemed to be taking an inordinate amount of time to clean her breasts, Jack decided he had no room to complain.

The Doctor was next, and Rose started on his front, while Jack sat behind him, moving his hands over the smooth skin, enjoying the silky feel. He took the time to point out to Rose that the Doctor’s tonsils probably didn’t need cleaning. She stuck her tongue out at him, and he used the opportunity to inspect her tonsils. When they parted the Doctor informed them regally that he didn’t have tonsils, which caused both humans to dissolve into giggles.

At last it was Jack’s turn, and he had to admit he loved the feel of both of their hands on him, rubbing cleanser all over his body, hands lingering in certain places, and massaging the last of the tension from his body. The Doctor’s hands ended up on his thighs in a tight circular motion, while Rose worked on his nipples with her lips. Not strictly the best way to clean someone off, but probably one of the most enjoyable ways.

All good things must come to an end, though, and with the water cooling, the three of them emerged from the bath. They dried each other off, slowly and meticulously, and slid into the robes, which had magically appeared for them to use. There were long slow kisses and they parted to find some clean clothes, promising to meet in the kitchen as soon as they were done.

All in all, Jack thought, with justified pride, this had been an extremely good idea.



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