[action] D-don't mind the porn, Jenny

[Jack's breath is erratic and hot against the Doctor's neck as he slides his hand down to do the same, urged on by the look in the Doctor's eyes. The heavy material of his coat falls around them, partially shielding their act from view as his hands and fingers work quickly.]

Doctor... mmm...

[The next few moments pass in a frantic haze, heat and friction and sweat merged, lips and tongues meeting-clashing, long fingers delving past fabric and zippers to grip and stroke, harder, faster, quick quick more now oh and then it's all over leaving them panting and sticky and thoroughly distracted.]