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re: Jack and the Doctor:
“They’re both unique in the universe and actually throughout all these problems, throughout all this prejudice, it’s their similarities that allow them to become friends and their good hearts that just binds them together.”
And then..
“It’s troubling, it’s puzzling, it’s fun and he experiences all these things in a fantastically sensual and physical and Jack Harkness type way and that haunts him.”
“Jack Harkness had been introduced to enormous success and that’s just down to John Barrowman really. He’s a most incredible man and made the most incredible impact. He literally became a sensation overnight. And it was this extraordinary character. We just thought, he’s bigger then just a companion aboard the Tardis in a way, He’s an omnisexual, swaggering lover of a hero and how could I not want to do more with a character like that?”
Russell T. Davies gushing about Jack Harkness and John Barrowman
Allright, the next chapter of my superwood rodeo AU is up. This one is Jack/Castiel. I really didn’t mean to make nothing but smut. lol.
All Tied Up – Jack knew Castiel was a damn good looking man. He didn’t expect him to also be a dom. But maybe Cas knows just what he needs.
teaser below the cut
Jack adjusted himself in the saddle, feeling the heaving beast quivering beneath him. He took a deep breath, steadying himself before signaling his readiness.
The gate flew open and it was all Jack could do to hold on as the bull arched and twisted, trying to throw off the rider. Jack’s world narrowed to the sounds of the bull, his grip on the rope and the creature beneath him. His heart thumped against his chest as adrenaline pumped in his veins. Faintly, he heard the buzzer sound just as he lost his grip, thrown violently to the ground.
The clowns rushed in and he picked himself up slowly, raising a hand to the crowd before moving slowly of the arena. Castiel helped him out and Jack met his eyes briefly, startled by the deep blue universe he saw there.
Then Castiel was gone as quickly as he’d come. Jack shook his head. Castiel was tight with the Winchesters. He knew they’d pulled out of this rodeo, and he still didn’t know what was between him and Sam, if anything, but probably tangling with Castiel was a bad idea.
Still, a little while later, when he was in the bar, he found himself watching the man. He moved with an unusual grace, making his way around the bar, talking to nearly everyone. He leaned over to grab something and Jack stared at the way his Wranglers perfectly framed his ass, desire beginning to curl in his stomach. He swallowed and got his second beer as Castiel leaned in to speak with another cowboy. Jack could imagine the hot breath on his ear and shivered. Straightening again, Castiel moved away. Jack could see the tight control. He wondered what it would be like to watch Castiel lose that control, to give himself over. He adjusted the growing erection in his pants.
Castiel was suddenly by his elbow. “Hello, Jack.”
“Don’t leave me.”
Yep. I am crying. Hopefully roommate gets here soon with that ice cream.
favorite line
And here is my Jack Harkness, River Song and John Hart fic. This is part of my Tiphys Chronicles universe. so River and Jack are already working together:
Of All the Gin Joints in All the Universe – Captain John Hart swanning into Jack’s life always makes things more interesting.
I posted this teaser the other day, but I’ll post it again
River sat across from Jack, sipping a glass of wine and watching the rest of the bar. The crowd was mostly human, but a few other species dotted the room. Her smile brightened as a blonde man walked in. Jack raised an eyebrow and turned to see what had grabbed her attention and went pale. “Oh God.”
The blonde man gave a feral grin as he flounced over and slipped into an empty seat between them. “Jack!”
“John,” he said with a wince.
“So you know each other,” grinned River.
“Oh we do, but he never mentioned you.” John picked up her hand with a dramatic flourish to kiss it.
River watched him with a knowing smile as he kissed every inch of her fingers and then let them fall. “I’ll take the ring back, thank you.” She held out her hand expectantly, palm up.
Grinning, John took the ring out of his mouth and placed it in her open hand.
Looking at the pair, Jack raised his hand for the waiter. He lifted his half-empty glass. “Get me a double.”
John leaned over. “If you wanted a double, Jack…”
River laughed. “Oh Jack I like him.”
Jack threw back the rest of his drink. “You can have him,” he spat.
Undeterred, John leaned over and put a hand on Jack’s thigh. “Come now, more than enough to share,” he said with a suggestive wag of his eyebrows.
Jack pulled away. “You’re wearing the lip gloss.”
“Come on, not like you’d stay dead very long,” John purred.
River raised an eyebrow. “He does know you. What brand do you use?”
John turned back to her, intrigued. “Paranthian. What do you use?”
“I find Halver’s does a better job.”
“Really? I don’t think that moisturizes as well…”
Jack took their animated discussion over types and brands of paralytic lips gloss as a chance to escape to the bar and see about that drink.
