A Time Lord And Lady

A Time Lord And Lady


An hour later after they’d dropped Jackie off at her flat, with a promise to visit again soon, they found themselves in the TARDIS floating around in space.

They decided to wait a few hours before exploring, or at least get a few hours sleep before hand.

When the Doctor had told Rose his room was now also her room if she wanted it to be, she had acted as if she was not squealing in joy on the inside.

The Doctor knew other wise, he sensed her satisfaction, and knew her answer without her expressing it verbally.

Rose and the Doctor had every intention of finishing what they had started in the wardrobe room earlier on.

They excused themselves an hour before Jack or Mickey had gone to bed. When they had been out of sight and ear shot, the Doctor grabbed her and pinned her to a near by wall, and kissed her hungrily.

Meanwhile back in the console room, Jack smirked while Mickey looked slightly uncomfortable. He shifted slightly and looked up at Jack’s smirking face.

Mickey knew just as much as Jack did, that Rose and the Doctor had not been tiered in the least. And were more then likely off some where getting to know each other even better, a hell of a lot better in fact.

Mickey expected to find him self seething with jealousy. But much to his surprise and puzzlement, that feeling never came.

He realised then and there as to why he no longer felt jealous, he realised he and Rose were never meant to be, that it were time to move on to something new, and hopefully better then before.

She was his friend and nothing more, and he was fine with that. He was happy to have her as a friend, and see her every day and travel with her. Besides he had other things to explore, namely a certain gorgeous bi-sexual ex- con man and Time agent.

He looked up at Jack and felt something shift, he could not explain it. He had figured he was not gay. But now standing in front of Jack, and thinking back on things, he realised, that he might actually be wrong.

He thought back on how things between him self and Rose had not worked. He also thought back on the times he had not only eyed other women in the street, but men as well.

He had ignored it, it had confused him and he had had no idea how to deal with it. But now he knew other wise. Perhaps he was bi-sexual like Jack, and meeting Jack was what it took for him to realise that.

Mickey blushed as he noticed how Jack was eyeing him. He was eyeing him as if he were something highly edible and must be immediately sampled.

Before Mickey knew what had hit him, his mouth had been covered hungrily with Jack’s. And in that instant he knew it not only felt right it was right and began to kiss him back.

Jack backed them both up, so they were leaning against the console. He pulled away breathing heavily and told Mickey. “Listen, we can either take this to my room, or we can call it a night, there is no pressure I swear.”

Mickey thought for a moment, and only hesitated for moment or two, before replying “your room lets go to your room.”

Jack nodded and then grinned, pleased. He then captured Mickey lips with his own, before leading him out of the main console room, and leading him down several corridors and around corners, before he reached his bedroom.

He then gestured for Mickey to enter before closing the door behind him. They had along night had head of them, and Jack intended to enjoy every second of it, showing Mickey the joys of sleeping with another man, in the process.

Meanwhile, the Doctor and Rose had arrived at the Doctors and now also Rose’s room. Once inside they began to hungrily kiss and remove each others clothes desperate to have contact with each others bare skin.

Rose whimpered as he suckled on her ear lobe, right where he had left off in the wardrobe room, as promised.

Once both were naked, the Doctor gently pushed her onto the bed. Rose rested against the pillows as a very naked and beautiful Doctor crawled up on his hand and knees.

Rose felt liquid heat suddenly begin to flow between her legs, as he moved with a sure cat like grace. She was turned on by the mere sight of him.

Rose moaned a low and long moan in the back of her throat when he kissed and nipped his way across her torso, before reaching her breasts.

He took the soft pink nipple into his mouth and suckled contently, swirling his tongue and pulling at the nipple with his teeth.

He then blew gently, making it harden completely and causing Rose to whimpered when he repeat the process on her other breast.

She grabbed his head when he pulled away and grabbed his face between both of her hands, and pulled him forwards, before hungrily covering his mouth with her own. The Doctor happily complied and kissed her back just as hungrily.

She gasped into his mouth as he suckled on her lower lips then her tongue as his hand teasingly trailed down her torso, until he reached her inner thighs.

She moaned and trailed her nails lightly down his back, as he teasingly placed butterfly kisses and nips to her inner thigh, close but not close enough to where she wanted him to be.

She let out a frustrated growl when he bypassed the one place she was desperate for him to go. He smirked against her inner thigh, his amusement evident, earning him a swift tug to his hair, making him moan, but not in pain.

Rose froze when he moaned, his moan definitely of pleasure. She silently fumed, here she was slowly going insane with need to have him where she wanted him, and he was smirking at her.

‘The bastard’ she thought in disbelief. The Doctor heard her less then flattering thoughts in regards to him self. He smirked even wider.

He pulled back even more from where she wanted him. He rested his chin on her left knee cap, and asked her cheekily, his grin positively manic and teasing.

“Do you want me to stop, I always could you know. And if I do, I’m sure my left hand will come in handy, nothing like an extra limber hand is there?”

Rose was positively fuming; if she could have spat flames at him she would have done so. She sent him a mental image of such an event occurring.

The Doctor snorted as he teasingly flicked his tongue against her clit making her scream part in pleasure and part frustration.

He asked thoughtfully with an edge of teasing to his voice “honestly Rose, sending images of a fiery death, will not make me moved any faster, it will not make me suckle or lick harder or nibble. Nibble as your wet hot heat and taste flows down my throat.”

“AHHHHH” Rose screamed. He was being a right wanker, and he knew it and was thoroughly enjoying him self.

She was ready to kill him. She growled out between clenched teeth “I want you now, and I mean now dam it.”

The Doctor sniggered as he leaned forwards and gently suckled on her clit. Her growls soon turned to moans and whimpers of bliss, while his sniggers turned into to a deep throaty moan as he suckled contently on her clit.

He loved how she tasted, how she felt against his lips and tongue. She bucked her hips trying to make him go faster and deeper.

Something suddenly snapped inside the Doctor, he was done playing. He grabbed her hips and lifted her legs over his shoulders and hungrily buried his face between her legs.

She screamed and threw her head back, her back arched as he held her hips, as he slowly inch by inch slipped his tongue inside of her.

He suckled down hard before swirling his tongue inside of her, hitting her special place making her tremble violently as she screamed even louder. He was certain Jack and Mickey would be able to hear her.

He plunged his tongue in and out of her as she tugged on his hair bringing him closer to her, as she grinded and bucked her hips against his face.

His head bobbing slightly up and down as his tongue slipped In and out in and out over and over again.

With one last lick and nip to her clit sent her over the edge, she exploded violently inside his mouth and down his throat, with a scream, as she trembled violently.

The Doctor let out a lust filled growl as he suckled and swallowed. He had silently cheered when she had exploded, drenching the inside of his mouth with her release. Now that was what he called a real treat.

He continued to suckle prolonging her orgasm until she was practically howling and just about ready to rip his hair out of his head, her grip was that tight.

He pulled away with one last teasing swirl of his tongue inside of her, making her whimper as his wet and hot tongue grazed her clit as he pulled away.

He slowly lowered her legs back on the bed and leaned over her resting between her legs as he kissed her, allowing her to taste her self on his tongue and lips.

Rose moaned and pulled away he suckled gently on her jaw, faltering for a brief moment as her small hand encircled his length, making him gasp, his teeth grazing her jaw gently.

The Doctor gasped his breath hot against her neck as he buried his face in her hair, as he gently thrust into her hand.

Rose dripped him tighter and began to stroke him faster and faster, as he thrust into her hand, moaning, panting breathing heavily.

When he felt as if he was going to go insane or quite possibly explode, he removed her hand. He gasped out in a deep husky voice, making his Scottish accent sound undeniably sexy.

“Rose I swear if you don’t stop that. I’m going to lose it, when I’d much rather cum inside of you, compared to releasing my self in your hand.”

Rose shivered and felt her self getting wetter by the second. She moaned and replied in an equally husky Scottish accent. “Oh god Doctor, I need you, I need you in me now.”

The Doctor groaned at her words. How could he deny a request like that? He rearranged him self between her legs, before he guided him self to her opening. He then pushed his hips forwards until he was all the way inside of her.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and threw head back and groaned at the sensation of being so filled, it felt wonderful.

He on the other hand had to stay still and concentrate not cuming before he wanted to. Her tight hot wetness was doing unimaginable things to him.

He slowly started to rock against her, just loving the feeling of her surrounding him, all tight hot and wet.

He closed his eyes and bit his lower lip as she began to rock along with him. Soon it was not enough. He began to thrust in and out of her slowly.

He continued to thrust in and out in and out, over and over again. He moved his hips in a circular motion, changing his angle hitting her in that especial place his tongue had hit earlier on.

Rose moaned loudly as he repositioned him self upon his knees and lifted her legs over his shoulders, thrusting into her even deeper harder and faster, until she was screaming and he was swearing in several different alien languages.

Languages Rose was surprised she now understood without the TARDIS having to translate for her. She briefly wondered if she could also speak said languages as well as understand them.

That was her last coherent thought before she was lost to the heat of the moment. She met him thrust for thrust.

The only sounds in the room that could be heard, was his and her heavy breathing panting, cursing, grunts and the sound of sweat slicked skin hit against sweat slicked skin, as he pounded into her and she met him with equal force.

Rose panted out “please Doctor, I need to cum” the Doctor sped up his thrust and continued to hit that especial place over and over again, barely pulling out, just hitting that one spot inside of her continuously.

“OH GOD DOCTOR, I LOVE YOU!” Rose screamed as he thrust one last time sending her over the edge in a violent and powerful orgasm.

The Doctor continued to thrust harder holding her by her bottom, holding her to him, as her inner walls tightened around his length triggering his own release, making him howl in pleasure.

He yelled in ecstasy “AAHH ROSE, I LOVE YOU TO” and with each jerk of his hips he emptied him self into her over and over again.

After a moment or two he then lowered them back on to bed and collapsed on top of her, both spent and more then satisfied.

He rolled over with the last of his strength, taking her with him, so he was lying on his back and she was laying on top of him her head resting on his chest.

She sighed, content as she listened to his double heart beat, soothing her and claming her until she nodded off to sleep.

He stayed awake for a while longer, just watching her sleep. Marvelling at her fiery red curls spread out over his bare chest, like a fiery halo.

The Doctor kissed on top of her head gently before, allowing sleep to claim him, her still wrapped securely in his arms where she belonged.

Mean while, Jack thrust into Mickey, or more like pounded into him over and over again. Both were close, flushed with arousal and slicked with sweat.

Mickey met him thrust for thrust. A few moments later Jack hit Mickey’s prostate, sending him over the edge.

Mickey came with a yell. Jack soon joined him, yelling just as loudly as Mickey’s inner walls dripped his length. They yelled their releases into each others mouths as they kissing hungrily and passionately.

Jack, he collapsed against Mickey, completely spent, and satisfied. He felt wonderful, more then wonderful. More then he had felt in a while. The sex was wonderful, he was pleased to discover.

He rolled over making Mickey gasped at the sensation of Jack pulling out of him. It felt strange, strange to feel another guy's length slipping out of, ones well fucked hole.

Mickey sound breathless as well as incredulous “wow, I honestly had no idea it could feel that good, or be that good. Dam, have I been missing out, no doubt.”

Jack chuckled and kissed Mickey’s jaw gently. “I know what you mean. Don’t get me wrong I’ve had brilliant sex in my time, with any race or species, it doesn’t matter to me.

But it’s been a while since I’ve enjoyed my self so much with another human being that could meet me more then half way.”

Jack suddenly chuckled “was it just me, or could you also hear shouts and screams coming from down the hall? Shouts and screams that weren’t our own?”

Mickey shook his head and replied “I guess the Doctor knows what he’s doing in the sack, if the noise coming from Rose was anything to go by.”

Jack laughed “well yeah, I suspect he does, nine hundred plus a few years, that is a hell of a long time to brush up on those good old seduction techniques.”

Jack added “I bet if the ninth version of him had not held back, I’m sure he would have performed just as good, they are after all one in the same. How different could their knowledge and sexual appetites be, honestly?”

Mickey asked “do you miss his previous self? I never really got along with him. I’m sure we would have had it not been for the fact I was far too stupidly love sick for Rose. Then on top of that I swear he got a kick out of riling me by calling me Rickey the idiot.”

Jack chuckled “yeah I guess I do miss him. But what I’ve discovered is that he may look different sound different and in some areas act differently.”

He went on “But at end of the day, when it truly comes down to it. He has two hearts, and he still has all of the same knowledge up stairs” he pointed to his temple.

He finished “the outside side packaging is not what matters, it is what is on the inside that is what matters the most.”

Jack smirked as he turned over and lay on his back, tracing a finger along Mickey’s hip bone. “You will know he is truly the Doctor when he starts insulting us humans and calling us stupid apes, it’s only a matter of time.”