Kissing under Chase's chin, the Doctor had squeezed his eyes shut again, one hand moving down his back, nails dragging hard and fast, and Chase was there and he could feel it, a hot rush inside him and the way Chase's body changed, hard and soft at once.

Everything seemed a blur, and he pressed up against Chase's hand, just once or twice more, and gasped with a cry before his hips jerked and he fell hard, losing all of it from the past week, and the worry and pain, just for a moment.