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A/N: For all those of you were worried there wasn't going to be any smut in this, here it is! Lol. Slash, and sort-of beastiality in this chapter. Lol. You have been warned, so don't bitch at me if you read it anyway and don't like it! Lol.
Chapter 2: "Oh, Rassilon! I'm Furry!"
The Doctor ran around the TARDIS, pulling levers and pushing buttons, and said; "Right! We've got to get to Buckingham Palace! There may be something there about how to fix this without killing the Queen of England. Last time I stopped it with the diamond, which concentrated the moonlight, overloaded it, but it killed it. We don't want to kill it, so maybe there's another way we can do this that Queen Victorias husband knew about but never got the chance to tell us! Something that's been passed on, unbeknownst, through the royal family for generations! Surely he must have known there was a risk of her being bitten! He would've had to have some kind of back-up plan, just in case."
"So, we've got to break in?"
"Not exactly. The Queen already killed her guards; surely one of them saw it. No... We've got to get to the library. I think Queen Victorias husband might have hidden a book there, telling us what we need to do."
"So we go find the book?"
"Yes... Agh!" The Doctor doubled over suddenly, gasping and clutching his chest.
"Doctor!" Jack rushed to his side, franticly, and tried to hold him up. "Doctor, what is it!"
"Agh! Jack... Gaahh! Burning... Something's burning... inside! Aaagh!" The Doctor dropped to his knees on the floor, shaking violently and Jack crouched next to him, looking worried.
The Time Lord gazed up at him, his eyes wild and unfocussed, and Jack gasped and leapt back, suddenly.
"Doctor... Your eyes..."
"What!"
"Your eyes... They're black..."
"Oh! That can't be good... Aaaaggghhh!" He let out a loud, painful scream and fell over, curling on his side on the floor of the TARDIS. "Jack...!" He gasped out, frightendly. "Jack... I think it bit me...! Agh!"
"What! The werewolf!"
"Yes...! Jack! Check my throat! When I was trying to knock it out... it jumped on me... I think it may have managed to bite me... Gah!"
Jack bent down and pulled the Doctors' head over, brushing his hair aside and gasped. "Oh my god! Doctor..."
"Jack... You have to chain me up...! Now! If you don't... I'll kill you, and then I'll get out! I will kill and I will feed, and there will be no way of stopping it once I do!"
"But, Doctor... Torchwood..."
"Jack! Just do it! We don't have time! Aaaahhh!" He was clawing at the ground now, and even just speaking was a struggle. "I think... my regeneration must have... triggered it early...! This shouldn't happen... for at least... a hundred years...! Hagh! My body already changes every time I regenerate...and I think... the wolf is using that, to make the change happen faster!" He screamed again, and started to sweat profusely. "Jack... Please..." The Doctor grabbed onto his coat and pulled him down, towards him. "Please... Don't... Don't let me hurt anyone... Jack..."
He screamed again, and his body went into convulsions, and he started clawing the air, on his back, harsh gasps and pants coming from his throat as his nails started to push out from the skin, and he tore at his clothes, trying to get them off.
Jack pulled his shoes off and managed to wrestle his jacket and shirt off, but saving his pants from total annihilation was proving to be more difficult. "Doctor! Hold still!" Jack sat on his chest, and sharp claws raked down his back, repeatedly, and Jack swore, and yanked the pants off, quickly, leaping off the frenzied Time Lord and searching franticly for chains of some sort. He located a few sets of metal shackles thrown in amongst various bits and pieces and he raced back over to the Doctor, who appeared to be fighting it heroically.
Razor-sharp claws extended from his hands and feet, and a light covering of dark grey fur had sprouted all over his body, his teeth had grown too long and sharp for his mouth, and his face was contorted in pain, as things started to shift and crack randomly, that shouldn't have.
"Shit! That is disturbing!" Jack exclaimed, managing to close the larger shackle over his throat and another over his wrist. The Doctor thrashed and screamed a sound only half-way humanoid and Jack was rolled over, painfully, the ends of the chain still in his grasp.
He rolled to his feet, leaping on the Doctor again and wrestling him to the ground, clipping the other shackle round his wrist and leaping back, wrapping the chains round his arms, and pulling with all his strength.
The Doctor was more wolf than human looking now, and the fur was thick and shaggy, legs and arms had shifted to suit the wolf, and his face had twisted and pushed out to form the muzzle. Had he not been fighting to keep hold of him, Jack might have laughed that he had a tail. The eyes that gazed out at him were nothing like the Doctors' – cold, hard, hungry eyes the colour of black onyx.
'Shit!'
Jack pulled on the chains again, and the werewolf snarled, and reared up on its hind legs, yanking back against its bonds, before suddenly dropping to all fours and rushing Jack, saliva flying from its fangs as it came, and Jack yelled; "Oh, shit!" and ran, the chains still tight in his grasp as he found an empty room and bolted in, the Doctor-turned-werewolf racing after him.
Jack slammed into a wall and the wolf leapt at him, but he rolled out of the way as huge claws sliced his leg and tore open his left side. "Aaaaaggghhh! Shit! You son of a...!" He untangled himself from the chains and spotted a bolt in the floor, and he dove for it, locking the remaining shackles through the loops, and throwing himself backwards, clear of the werewolf's' snapping jaws and deadly, slicing claws.
Jack was panting heavily, and groaned as the wounds healed, the blood drying on his torn clothes. He patted the wall of the TARDIS gratefully and said; "Thanks, old girl!"
He looked back up at the Doctor-werewolf a little sadly, and said; "Sorry, Doctor, but I am not getting eaten again."
The wolf growled and snarled at him, pulling against the chains, and Jack took a step closer, gazing intently at the werewolf's' physique. The large body was broad and muscular, yet oddly lean. The dark grey fur ran in waves along its back and chest, and down all four legs to the clawed paws. The tail swept out from the spine in a long curving arc, the fur longer, and bushy. The wolfs' muzzle was long and thin, sharp yet strong, and its furry pointed ears were laid flat against its skull, its long fangs bared, angrily. The eyes were not so wild now, more calm, and calculating.
Jack took another step forward and the werewolf growled but didn't try to lunge at him. "Okay, nice doggy..." Jack held out his hand, not really sure what he was doing, but certain that he should do it. There was some part of him that knew the Doctor was still in there and he wanted to know how strongly the Time Lords' essence was in the wolf.
"C'mon, Doctor, I'm not gonna hurt you... please don't bite my hand off..." The werewolf growled quietly then whined in confusion as if it knew who he was but couldn't quite seem to remember. Jack moved closer, hand still outstretched, until he was only a foot away from the werewolf which was crouched on all fours in front of him.
Jack reached his hand out to touch its fur and the wolf growled and shrank back a little, still seeming confused. Jack kept moving, steadily, and the wolf reached the wall and could no further. He laid his hand on the top of its head, fully expecting to be bitten and clawed for his trouble, but what happened next shocked and surprised him; the werewolf shivered and lowered its head, whining quietly, its tongue between its bared teeth, tail tucked between its legs, firmly.
"What the...?" Jack stared at the werewolf, confused, and said cautiously; "Doctor...?"
The wolf growled a little and nuzzled against his hand, and when he saw its eyes they were wide and fearful. "Huh? That's just nuts!" Jack said, shaking his head. "You're afraid of me?" The wolf whined again and would not meet his eyes.
Jack remembered something about werewolves he'd read years ago just for the hell of it, and everything suddenly made sense. "Oh! You think I'm Alpha?" He asked the werewolf, not really expecting a reply and he laughed when it wagged its tail slightly.
"So... How much of you is you and how much is the Doctor?" Jack wondered aloud. The wolf sneezed and Jack laughed loudly. "This is insane! I'm talking to a wolf! And if I didn't know better, I'd say the damn thing understood me!" The wolf sneezed again.
The Doctor felt the werewolf's' mind taking control of his own and he fought it. He was disoriented and a little confused, but eventually he managed to regain a small amount of control.
He could smell Jack standing in front of him and told the wolf firmly; 'He's a friend... pack! You don't eat pack! You know his scent, because I know it, and you know he won't hurt us... He's not food... not enemy... he's pack!'
The werewolf seemed to respond to the knowledge and it gave him just a little more control. He could see clearly through the wolfs eyes now and Jack was standing over him – no, them – with his hand outstretched. 'What is he doing?' The Doctor wondered, and the wolf seemed to have its own ideas because it shied away from Jacks' hand. Jack kept moving, reaching, and there was nowhere left to go.
'He's pack...' The Doctor thought, firmly. 'He won't hurt us! Stop fighting! Trust him!'
The wolf shivered as Jacks' hand stroked their head, and the werewolf whined, relieved.
'I told you he won't hurt us... Why are you afraid of him...?because you can't move? Because he's got you cornered? Because you know he beat you...?'
He felt the wolfs mind give an affirmative, and then their body had shrunk to the ground, head lowered, and Jack was still standing over them.
'Oh! I get it!' The Doctor thought, triumphantly. 'You think because he beat you – us – that he's stronger, more dominant! Because that's how a pack works, isn't it? There can only be one Alpha male, and they've got to fight for it! He fought, he won! That makes him the stronger wolf! The dominant! And you can't hurt you Alpha, can you? Not without retribution... So you just do what you're told, and you don't get hurt, because that's how the wolf sees things, and you've never been beaten before, have you? And that... that frightens you!'
The Doctor could feel it now; the faint hint of fear that thrilled through his body, but there was something else... He could smell Jack, standing above him, and the Doctor knew the smell equated to friendship, affection... but the wolf didn't understand either. It only understood hunger, and rage and lust; the urge to feed, to fight and to mate. Jack wasn't food and they'd already fought... So, to the wolf, this smell equated to lust, to wanting to mate... and as far as the wolf was concerned his Alpha had earned that right.
The Doctor, on the other hand, protested loudly in his mind. 'No, no, no, no, no, no! Wrong! That's not it at all! No! He doesn't want to do that! No!'
Unfortunately the wolf had control of his motor functions, and so the Time Lord was left helpless as the wolf started to nuzzle Jacks' leg, sniffing and licking softly.
'No! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Just because I look furry does not mean you have the right to just... use my body like this! No...! Oh, Rassilon! I'm furry! And this is extremely embarrassing! And... I'm furry, yikes!'
Jack had stood stock still, and the Doctor found that if he concentrated he could hear what the immortal was saying. "Hey! Whoa! I mean, I know we're friends an' all, but yeesh! Do you really have to get all up close and personal with me...? Then again..."
'No! Don't you dare! Oh...' Jack was scratching his ear, and as the wolf was controlling his body and sense, he felt what it felt – apparently ear scratching felt good... 'Okay... I can see why you like that, but... stop encouraging him!'
The Doctor knew exactly what Jack felt about him. He hadn't been at all subtle in his attempts and occasionally he'd even been downright crude! The Time Lord had told him in no uncertain terms that they were not going there! Jack understood, but he never listened... He still continued to hit on him at every given opportunity in the vain hope that one day he might lose his mind and give in.
It wasn't that he didn't like Jack it was just that he didn't think he liked him that way. Apparently the werewolf disagreed with him. He really hoped Jack would just stop him... then again, Jack had a habit of trying to hook up with all sorts of alien creatures, so perhaps being furry wasn't enough to turn him off...
"You know, Doctor, you look kind of cute furry..." Jack was talking again and he tried to focus on the words and not the fact that the wolf was sniffing Jacks' groin... "Oi! Hey, fur-face! Maybe you should buy me a drink first?" Jack asked, stepping backwards. The wolf followed him and whined when it reached the end of the chains.
"Oh, come on! Don't look so upset. Hell, I don't even know which one of you is you!"
The wolf caught a whiff of Jacks' scent and the Doctor groaned mentally as it was translated, and the werewolf's' body reacted without his permission. 'Oh, Jack! No! Not good... So not good! That shouldn't smell good! It shouldn't feel good!'
He was getting rather confused, as he could still feel what was happening to his body but couldn't control it. It felt damnably good and he suddenly wished he could do something about it... Stop it, fix it; whatever.
'Stupid werewolf! Stop it! I do not like him that way! This is confusing...' The Doctor was beginning to wonder just how much of it was the wolf and how much was him... He couldn't even tell one from the other now. They both wanted essentially the same thing; Fix the damn problem! Unfortunately the werewolf's' way of doing that completely contradicted his own, but there wasn't a whole lot he could really do about it...
Jack had moved closer again and the wolf brushed its head against his leg. Jack smelt of arousal and it was making the wolf and, by effect, the Doctor, just a little bit crazy.
Jack seemed to debate something for a minute then said; "I'm going to untie you now, so you'd better not eat me!" He unclipped the shackles from around his wrists and neck, and the wolf shook their body out and moved eagerly closer to Jack, rubbing his leg and sniffing his crotch, and Jack yelped and jumped back, suddenly smelling even more strongly of lust...
The Doctor was beyond confused. Everything the werewolf felt, both physically and mentally, he felt, even if he didn't want to...
Jack didn't appear concerned with the werewolf's affections and judging by the smell was actually enjoying it, physically, at least, and physically was all that mattered to the wolf. The emotional stuff just didn't exist in its mind. Jack was known for being more physically than emotionally ruled and the Doctor had the feeling he wasn't going to like where this was going, if he kept thinking about it.
'Oh, bugger! I give up!' He thought, fiercely, and did the only thing he could think of to stay sane; he stopped thinking like a Time Lord and started thinking like a wolf. He let the werewolf's instincts and sense take over, now that he was sure he wasn't going to kill anyone, and once he did that it didn't seem so confusing anymore; Jack was the Alpha and he had earned the right to fully assert his dominance if he wanted, that was the Alphas' right. They would let him...
The Doctor suddenly stopped thinking of himself and the wolf as two separate beings, but rather, one single one. The wolf became him and he was the wolf; one mind, one body. Not confusing anymore.
He rubbed Jacks' leg again and licked the front of his pant, and Jack shivered and backed up to lean against the wall.
"Oh! I think I understand now... I won. That makes me Alpha, which gives me the right to mate, to show my dominance... Y'know, Doctor, I'm beginning to like you as a werewolf!" Jack grinned and knelt on the floor on all fours and said; "Well, I suppose we can do this your way... and don't hate me for this because you started it!"
The Doctor growled, then whined when Jack pushed him over on his back and licked between his legs in a very wolf-like fashion. It felt amazingly good and he wriggled beneath Jacks' tongue and teeth, his tail sweeping the ground happily.
Jack flipped him over again, running his hands along the werewolf's' furry flanks and the Doctor shivered pleasantly at the touch. Jack bent down behind him, and he lifted his tail out of the way so Jack could lick him again. The Doctor whined quietly and Jack moved over him, resting his hands on his furred hips and the Doctor put his head on his paws, arching his back and offering himself to his Alpha.
Jack bit the back of his neck and pushed himself forward, and the wolf shuddered and whined beneath him and having Jack leaning masterfully over him, teeth in his neck, buried deeply inside him actually felt surprisingly good. Truth be told, the Doctor had always been curious as to what it might be like if he ever let Jack have his way with him, but he'd never condoned trying it. Now he had a solid excuse to both let Jack have what he so badly wanted and to let his own curiosity run wild.
The little bit of his brain that wasn't tied to the wolf thought; 'That is the biggest, most cowardly and cheating excuse I have ever heard! You should be ashamed of yourself!' He told that part to shut up, even though he knew it was right. At least he didn't have to make any commitments to this in the future if he didn't want to. He could claim temporary insanity. 'You know, for a nine-hundred-and-seven year old Time Lord, you are a coward when it comes to commitment issues!' The sane voice told him. He ignored it again, for now.
Jack started moving and all remotely humanoid thought fled from his mind. The wolf liked this a lot... Whether it was because of the wolf, or due to some very deeply buried part of himself, the Doctor liked it rather a lot too. Jack was large; that was the first thing he really focused on. Big, thick and very hot... The Doctor dug his claws into the ground and arched his back further, putting Jack deeper inside him and the wolf growled in satisfaction.
The Time Lord let himself get swept away by the controlling feel of his Alpha above him, and he was growling and whining softly, Jack grunting and panting over him, his teeth still buried in his furry neck. He felt Jack shudder and twitch, and a loud howl escaped him and the wolfs seed coated the floor as his Alpha claimed him. Jack pulled out of him and the Doctor rolled onto his back, with his tongue hanging out, panting happily.
The Doctor came back to his own mind and stared up at Jack through the werewolf's dark eyes. 'Well, at least now I won't hurt anyone...' He thought, and Jack threw his clothes back on and retrieved the largest shackle from the floor.
"Sorry, but I'm still gonna tie you up, just in case. I have to find that book and I'm not leaving a fully grown werewolf loose in a time-travel capable space ship." He bolted the shackle round the Doctors' neck and led him to the door of the TARDIS. "Come on fur-face, let's go..."
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