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Moon Mechanics.	By : JackSoloBlack Category: 1 through F > Doctor Who Views: 1049 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5: Chapter 5

Moon Mechanics.
Chapter 5:
Doctor's POV.
"Riley, what is it?" The Doctor asked when the werewolf froze suddenly, just outside the door.
"It's... Oh, god! It's almost full moon!"
"And that's bad?"
"Yeah, real bad..." Riley was panting and sweating now, and the Doctor smacked himself in the head, remembering what Rhoan had said in the car...
"No... No, no, no, no, no, no! Riley! Riley, you can't! You have to control it! Riley!"
Jack was at her shoulder, and he looked back at the Time Lord stone-faced. "I don't think she can hear us, Doctor..."
"No... Jack, we have to get her off the streets, before..." There was a high pitched keening-scream, and the werewolf suddenly turned and tried to bite Jack's throat out.
Jack yelled and leapt away. "What the hell! Riley!"
"Jack, I know what it is! Rhoan told me in the car! Werewolves need to... mate... a lot, apparently, in the days leading up to the full moon, otherwise the moon-fever turns into blood-lust!"
"What! How come you wait until now to mention that! Ouch!" He threw his arms up, as Riley knocked him to the ground, still trying to bite him, and Jack screamed when the werewolf's teeth latched onto his arm, slicing through to the bone. "Doctor!"
"Just... Just let her take some blood! It's all I can think of to slow it down!"
"And then what! Aaaggghhh!"
"I don't know! Do something!"
"What! Me! Why me! Aagghh! Ow!"
"Because... I can't...!"
"What! Aaaggghh!"
"I can't...!"
"Just say it! Before I lose my arm! Ow!"
The Time Lord seemed to choke on the words for a minute, then he yelled; "Sex! You have to have sex with her!"
"What! You're joking, right! She's tryna eat me! Ugh!"
"Do I look like I'm joking! I told you, Rhoan explained the moon fever in werewolves! Just giving her blood isn't going to stop it; it'll just hold it off for a while! Maybe just long enough to get her inside!"
"Aaaaggghh! Great! Help get her off me, before she kills me, would you!"
"Oh, alright then..." The Doctor grabbed Riley under the arms and tried to pull her up, and eventually they managed to drag her, snarling, back into the TARDIS.
"Hold her for a minute would you..." Jack said, and started stripping his clothes off.
"Yeah, great, just... hurry up will you, I can't grow another arm like you..."
"Why not? You did last time..."
"Yeah, that was just dumb luck, now come on! Ow!" Riley had managed to bite his wrist, and was attempting to break free of his desperate grasp.
Jack finished throwing off his clothes and ran forward, and the Time Lord leapt out of the way as he crash tackled the werewolf to the floor...
Riley's POV.
I felt my back hit the metal floor as Jack hit me full on, taking me to the ground... The blood-lust was still there, but it was less now than it had been... The fever was burning through me like wild-fire, and I practically screamed with need when I felt Jack slide into me... The orgasm that hit me moments later rocked me, and I felt the fever slide down a notch... Still not enough. The blood-lust would only be held up for a minute or so... At least I could see something other than red haze now.
"Doctor!" I heard Jack calling out, and my still wild gaze found the Time Lord a few feet away, trying not to look.
The fever was rising again, fast. What the hell was Jack doing? Then I remembered; Jack wasn't a werewolf. Immortal, maybe, but he was still human, and humans, even the immortal ones, needed recovery time... Shit!
"Doctor... I can't... I mean, I need... But we don't have time..." Jack knew, I could tell by the desperate tone in his voice, that the blood-lust wouldn't be held off for long...
"Jack, I can't..."
"Please... Doctor, listen to me. We. Don't. Have. Time. You said yourself; the moon-fever's at a pitch, and I'm already pushing it as it is... What with the Cybermen, and the bear things, and getting killed once already today..."
The fever was dangerously close to blood-lust again, and I heard myself scream in frustration. God, it burned...
"Doctor..." Jack's voice was getting distant again, but even through the haze I could hear the plea in it, the desperation... "Please..."
I couldn't hold the blood-lust at bay for much longer, and the wolf in me was howling at me to ease the burn... Jack's weight left me then, but was quickly replaced by a thinner, lighter frame, and the Doctor's strange, unearthly scent was in my nostrils, and then he was kissing me, and I felt his hands go to my temples as he pushed in, and dear god, it felt good!
Despite the slow, steady rhythm of his movements the Time Lord seemed to radiate power like Jack did heat, and I could feel the strange tingle of it shivering over my burning body in pleasant waves.
Normally the moon-fever would draw me to need fast, hard sex, but there was something about this that somehow calmed the wolf despite the lack of frenzied energy about it... Almost like it was forbidden, and I was just lucky enough to get a taste...
Then I realised that it wasn't just the sex... The Doctor was in my mind, not just reading it, but somehow calming the fever, slowing it. Not removing it, but simply controlling it at a manageable rate... I could feel not just the slow, sensual movements of him inside my body, but also a soft, yet rather erotic caress in my mind. Not words, just a feeling, and it felt like I was flying through space, and time, and everything else in the universe was somehow flowing around me, like a wave... and now I could feel the Doctor's hands at my hips, moving down my legs, slowly, and I could feel the whole universe moving with us as he took me...
And then I knew exactly why he'd been hesitant; Suddenly it was his mind that I could see, and I could feel fire and ice, and rage and pain, and hope and joy, and loss and sorrow, and loneliness and anger, and everything he'd ever felt, everything he was, turning in my head, and running through my blood like it was my own...
And then I was falling... Falling with the Doctor through the vortex, and suddenly I hit the ground, and I could hear myself screaming, and panting and gasping, and he was still riding me as I came, clinging almost desperately to his back, my legs hooked around his thin waist as though I'd fall and be lost if I let him go... and then I felt him tense, and the universe exploded behind my eyes, and the feel of him pulsing inside me had me feeling like time and space itself were thrumming around inside of me...
"Doctor..." I was almost surprised to hear myself say his name, as we went together, as it was not usual for me to remember names at a time like this... but then, this was not usual.
I felt the world slowing down, and I realised that the fever was gone. My god! The skinny alien in the suit sure as hell knew what he was doing, because the fever was never just gone like that...
I felt him pull out of me then, and I looked up at his eyes and saw the sheer power of the time vortex raging through them as the Doctor gazed down at me...
"Riley..."
It was about then that I passed out...
Jack's/ Doctor's POV.
The Doctor stepped back from the now sleeping werewolf, and Jack approached him, cautiously, sensing that something was wrong. "Doctor...?"
The Time Lord lifted his gaze, and Jack could see the fire that was burning there and he asked quietly; "Doctor, what did you do?"
"I absorbed it all... The energy that was fuelling the fever. I took it out of her, and into me, but now I can't get rid of it..."
"Aaand that means, what, exactly?"
"It means... it means, it means, it means... that, I have to do something to ease the fever... I'm controlling it for now, but I can't for long... Jack, if I can't... Stop it, then, I could hurt someone... When I took the moon-fever I took the blood-lust as well. Everything that she was feeling, everything that was inside her, is now in me, Jack... Do you understand?"
Jack nodded. "Yeah, I do... but there's only one way to stop the moon-fever besides you killing someone and I'm feelin' that ain't an option."
"No, it's not, and I have to ask you to do something Jack, something I wouldn't normally ask... but you have to understand, Jack, it means nothing... After this, nothing at all has changed, have you got that? Nothing."
"Yeah, I get it. It's a means to an end, nothing more."
"Right... Good. Glad we've got that understanding..."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to enjoy it while I can..."
"Don't tempt fate, Jack, please... agh!" The Time Lord doubled over, gasping, and Jack thought his eyes were starting to look rather crazed, and desperate... The immortal thought he was probably feeling it way more than he would admit, and he moved up behind him, lightly running a hand down his side, and the Doctor shivered and gasped slightly.
"Jack..."
The immortal didn't need telling twice, and he steered the Time Lord over to the controls, bending him over, and the Doctor braced his hands on the edge of the panel, turning his head to the side and moving his legs apart.
Jack couldn't help enjoying the view, as the Time Lord offered himself, and there was no way he wasn't going to take full advantage of said offer while it was there, standing naked and rather willing in front of him...
Jack leaned over him, and the Doctor could feel the fever burning his blood, making his hearts race, and now he knew what Rhoan had meant when he'd told him that werewolves literally couldn't live without it; the moon-fever had reached a point where basically anyone would be starting to look good... Jack just happened to be here, and he was certainly willing enough to do it.
Jack pushed in then, and the world tilted on its axis, and the fever rode him, hard and hot, and for a time the Doctor forgot about everything else except that right here, right now, this felt good. He let the fever take him, and let go of reason and morals, and inhibition, and let it be nothing more than what it was; just sex.
Heat shuddered through him and the Time Lord found himself moving against Jack's body, and then the immortal leaned down, one hand curled in the Doctor's hair and he was kissing him, fiercely, their tongues dancing with their bodies, and when Jack rode him over the edge the Time Lord screamed, and bucked and twisted in Jack's grasp...
The fever was still high, and the Doctor turned around when Jack left him, pushing the immortal to the floor, straddling him, and the fever ran through them both as the Time Lord siphoned some of the energy off to Jack...
They continued that way for most of the night, the stolen moon-fever dissipating slowly, until eventually, with dawn not for away, the immortal and the Time Lord lay, naked and panting in a tangled heap on the TARDIS floor.
Jack knew then, why he'd done it... It wasn't because he had to; He was being kind. The Doctor could have let the fever take Riley, could have left Jack to deal with it, but he hadn't. He'd taken the fever from Riley and from there passed some of it off to Jack, letting him have what he wanted, if only for a night...
"I know what you did." Jack said, absently playing with the Time Lord's hair.
"What did I do?"
"Something you didn't have to..."
"I did have to Jack..."
"No, you didn't. You said yourself; there's always a choice..."
"Yeah, but some choices are easier to make than others..."
"You'd already decided."
"Yeah, I had..." The Doctor lay back and stared at the ceiling, then said; "I couldn't watch her suffer... I couldn't watch you get eaten, and I couldn't live with myself if I just stood by and did nothing..."
"You've felt it before."
"When we first met her, and I was inside her head, I felt it, growing..."
"You felt sorry for her."
"Yeah, I did."
"You sure you're okay?"
"I'll live. Besides, it doesn't matter now... It's over."
"No. It's not." Jack said, knowing that for the Doctor it was never just over. There were consequences to everything he did, and this was no different. "Doctor, what now? For you, I mean?"
"Nothing. Why do you ask?"
"Because, I know you, it's never just 'nothing.'"
"Jack, I told you, I can't..."
"I don't mean like that."
The Time Lord took a breath, released it, then said gravely; "When I took the fever out of Riley, I didn't just take it temporarily... When I absorbed that energy, I absorbed some of her DNA with it. Part of Riley's genetic code is now floating around inside my body, permanently."
"Oh, god..." And now Jack knew how much the Doctor had really given up this night. It wasn't just a one night thing for him. Not anymore. The Time Lord had given up part of himself and exchanged it for part of her... and now he was stuck with it. The stolen moon-fever would be as much a part of him now as it was of her...
"You changed yourself..."
"Part werewolf. Part Time Lord. The wolf is the smaller part, but it's still there, not physically, but inside my head and in my blood, it's there..."
"And she's...?"
"Still just a wolf. All I gave her was a little bit more control."
"Will she remember?"
"Oh, yes. She'll remember. She's seen inside my head. She'll know what I've done."
Jack rolled to his side, facing the Time Lord, neither having moved yet, the metal of the TARDIS floor pleasantly cool against still burning skin.
"Do you regret it?"
"I..." The Doctor turned his head to look at Jack properly as he said slowly; "No, I don't, but..."
"What?"
"I lied to you, Jack."
"About what?"
"About it meaning nothing... I lied, because it can't mean nothing Jack... Not for me. Not anymore..."
"Because of the fever?"
"No. Because of me. I took part of her; and you were never nothing to her, Jack..." The Time Lord kissed him then, and this time it wasn't the moon-fever... and now Jack knew exactly what the Doctor had given up... He'd given up himself...
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