Jack

[london_spy]

(from here)

That uncomfortable flutter of nerves hit Danny again, and he was surprised by how hard it was to shake them off before nodding and following after Jack. He'd done this so many times, why was this any different? Perhaps because it had been so long, that was all he could think as he brushed the feelings away and found a smile.

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[im_torchwood]

Jack could taste it once they were in the lift. Adrenaline and anxiety. He couldn't tell, though, if Danny was excited or scared. He reached behind him to rub the man's lower back and said nothing. He simply escorted him to the room once they reached the third floor and let him inside.

"Ooh, nice room. They've renovated," he said as he looked around, giving Danny a bit of time to decide.

[london_spy]

Danny looked around the room, then seemed to calm again, easily falling into old habits as he peeled his shirt off over his head.

"It's nice," he agreed simply.

[im_torchwood]

Jack turned to face him and wet his lips as he looked Danny up and down.

"Great view," he said. Jack shrugged off his coat and reached into the closet to hang it up. He was in no rush and began to undo his shirt front. He managed to get it halfway open before temptation became too much and he stepped in to close the distance and kiss Danny again. That same energy flowed, though Jack did try to control it as much as he was able.

[london_spy]

Danny moaned into the kiss, wondering if that odd little buzz he felt meant something. The romantic in him couldn't help but compare it to sparks. ...But, perhaps he was just looking for something more than lust tonight, even if he had to dream it up for himself.

"Tell me what you like. Tell me what you want," he said, gasping for air as the kiss broke off.

[im_torchwood]

"I like everything. I'm flexible," he said between kisses. "Tonight, I like you. What gets you hot? What gets you off? I want this to be a night to remember..." he purred.

[london_spy]

"Everything," Danny replied, and it wasn't a line or an attempt to please his partner. Before his diagnosis, before Alex, Danny had been up for any and everything. Always.

[im_torchwood]

"When was the last time you were bare with someone?" Jack asked, kissing Danny's neck. "When was the last time you didn't have to worry?"

As he spoke, his hands found Danny's fly and unbuttoned him, just so he could reach inside.

[london_spy]

Danny didn't know how to explain that he always worried, even before he'd been ill. It was just a bit different now. Before the illness, he'd never gone bare until he was in a solid relationship with someone, not since his first big scare anyway. Now he simply accepted that he'd always have to be cautious, no matter how close to someone he became.

Jack didn't need his backstory though, and he wet his lips.

"Just because we're both positive... That doesn't mean we shouldn't be careful," he said softly.

[im_torchwood]

"Mmm, okay," Jack replied. No reason to beg, not if Danny wasn't into the idea. His deft hands worked the man's trousers down, then Jack moved back so he could strip down, too.

[london_spy]

Danny couldn't pretend it wasn't tempting, it was. ...But he had Hex to think of too. this wasn't just his own health he was gambling with now.

"Must be something else you'd like," Danny said, moving to make it easier for Jack to undress him.

[im_torchwood]

Jack undressed him, then himself, then pulled Danny in close to feel the man's bare body against his skin. He took another kiss, then moved his lips to Danny's ear.

"I've got enough in me to go all night, Danny. I want to make you feel so good. Light up. And I want to do it until you ache. Til you can't walk. Fuck me...then let me have you. Anything you want, anything you've fantasized about, things you'd never ask your boyfriend for...I'm here for that."

[london_spy]

What did he want? Danny honestly wasn't even sure. He supposed he'd just wanted to be wanted, and he'd gotten that- Hadn't he?

"There's nothing I couldn't ask Hex for," Danny confessed. "He'd do anything I could dream up, I think. ...I'm just not the only one he'd do anything for, it turns out."

Sighing, Danny ghosted his hands over Jack's chest. "I'm sorry- I... I'm being a proper bastard. All I wanted was to let him know I could still pull if I wanted. To let him see I'm... I don't know. But it doesn't much matter, I don't think. He doesn't seem bothered that I'm here with you."

[im_torchwood]

"No? Did you tell him you were getting laid?" Jack asked, his hands sliding to Danny's hips. He leaned in for another kiss...then paused.

"Hex?" he asked, pulling away. It couldn't be possible. Surely there were dozens of men in London who went by 'Hex'.

"...Schofield?"

[london_spy]

Danny looked surprised, then nodded just a little.

"That's him, yeah," he replied, pushing his hair back, unsure of what to make of this new development.

[im_torchwood]

Jack ghosted his thumbs over the jut of Danny's hip bones but didn't let go. He did pull back to look at him, though.

"He's cheating on you?" Jack asked. From what he knew of the man that was odd. Off all of the companions he knew about, Hex was just about the most honourable and loyal of them all.

[london_spy]

"It's not... I gave him permission," Danny admitted quietly. "And I don't regret it, I don't. I know that there's a good chance that even with the best meds and treatments, I could be gone before my time- I don't want him to wind up lost and alone. ...I've been there, it's not a good place to end up."

Covering Jack's hands with his own, he took a slow breath, then sighed. "That doesn't make it easy though."

[im_torchwood]

Jack nodded, then reached up to stroke Danny's cheek.

"You are so beautiful," he said softly. "But you don't have to be selfless if it's going to make you miserable."

[london_spy]

"It's not selfless," Danny assured him.

And it wasn't to him. In a way, Danny knew it was selfish. It meant he didn't have to feel guilty if something happened to him. It meant he didn't have to worry about Hex being on his own.

[im_torchwood]

"You dodged the second half of that," he replied, then kissed Danny one more time. This time he didn't hold back the energy. It was there, ever present. Part of him as much as his blue eyes or his soft lips. Hands roamed Danny's body, firm and sure, and Jack pulled him along toward the bed.

[london_spy]

Glad to let the topic drop, Danny lost himself in the kiss and the strange sensation that shot through him whenever their lips met. ...Was he higher than he'd thought? Whatever it was, it made it easy to slip an arm around Jack and let himself be guided over to the mattress.

[im_torchwood]

Jack's leg hit the edge of the bed and he reluctantly let go of Danny, just so he could pull the blankets back. The sheets were clean and crisp and smelled of chlorine bleach.

"Lay down," he said, eager to see Danny laid out so he could take in the sight of him all at once.

[london_spy]

The bed was inviting, and Danny stretched out on it lazily, all pale skin and tired bones as he looked up at Jack and invited him closer.

[im_torchwood]

Jack was flawless. Not a mark or a blemish anywhere on him. He looked at Danny with hungry eyes and wet his lips before he crawled onto the bed. He hovered over the man for a long moment.

"Gorgeous," he said softly. "You are absolutely stunning."

[london_spy]

The words felt good, but Danny struggled to believe them. HE didn't feel gorgeous. Not at all.

"You're beautiful," he said, rather than acknowledge the compliment. Something was nagging at him though, and he wet his lips before speaking again. "Will you tell me how you know Hex?"

[im_torchwood]

"We used to work for the same guy," Jack answered. The truth, but obfuscated. He wasn't sure if Hex had told Danny about the Doctor. Not many people in this century would believe such a tale anyways.