The Bits In Between

Kyoto was beautiful. Rose told him she had only seen it in pictures and movies. He could tell she loved it right away.

Jack had left them almost as soon as they landed. That had left the Doctor and Rose alone. It worked into his plans perfectly. “Come with me.” He held his hand out.

“Where are we going?” She jumped around him like a happy puppy. He loved when she did that.

“It’s a surprise.” He led her to one of the paper screened buildings. He bowed to the man who met them and nudged Rose to do the same. He motioned for her to stay where she was as he pulled the man to the side to explain what he wanted done and passed him some money. They bowed again and he was handed a piece of fabric.

“Here, put this on.”

She looked at the multi-coloured silk. “Is this a…?”

“Kimono, yes.”

“Where are we?”

“It’s sort of a spa. Now, go change and I’ll be back later.” He raised his hand at her protest. “I won’t be long. Besides, you won’t even miss me.”

“I doubt that. But I trust you.” She gave him a winning smile and in return he gave her a quick kiss. He watched her walk through one of the doors and then went back to the TARDIS.

Ever since he saw the name of the power station, his already wary feeling about Bad Wolf was now a full blown panic. He knew something bad was going to happen and that he had to keep his Rose safe. His Rose? How long had he been thinking like that? If he was honest with himself, the first time he took her hand.

He went to the console and flicked some switches. “I’m sorry old girl, but I must keep her safe. You’re the only one I trust her completely with and vice versa. You’ll take care of each other.” He was certain it hummed back in agreement and understanding.

He finished with the switches and turned to face an open space. He clicked the sonic screwdriver and started to talk. “This is Emergency Programme One…” He started simply saying what it would do, and then he started to pour out his feelings without actually saying them. Even now, he couldn’t say what he longed to. Then, by some force, he turned, knowing she would never stay put while he pushed her to safety. “…Do that for me Rose. Have a fantastic life.”

Satisfied, he went back to her. He hoped he’d never have to use what he just created but felt a little peace knowing she’d have a way to be safe. Even if it meant he had to lose the two most important things to him to do so. Not that Rose would even be considered a thing in his eyes.

He went into the room he left Rose at earlier and changed in to kimono of his own. When he found her, she took his breath away. They had changed her makeup. Her hair was haphazardly piled on top of her head so that pieces framed her face. The way she was sitting made it very clear there was very little, if anything below her robe. One leg was bare almost up to the top and a shoulder was exposed. She was radiant and she brightened even more when she saw him. Alien or no, he was still male and his ego did not object to being looked at like that.

Her hands and feet were submerged in something he was sure would make them soft and supple. He would never understand all the potions and lotions women slathered and caked on themselves but as long as he reaped the rewards, he wasn’t complaining.

He walked over to her and leaned next to her ear. “Having a good time?”

“Mmm hmm.” She smiled lazily at him. “You?”

“I will now.” He took a hand and ran it up her exposed leg. He leaned into her.

The Doctor knew the workers were competent. He wouldn’t have come here otherwise. However, at the moment, he could only think of a few creative curses to describe them. The logical part of his brain said at least they didn’t show up a few minutes later when the situation would have been a lot more embarrassing.

They were led to a room with adjoining tables. They were discretely disrobed and laid out, and then the massages began. Rose started to make some interesting noises. He turned his head to her. “Should I be jealous?”

She reached for his hand and laced their fingers. “Absolutely not. Though I wouldn’t mind finding out what all your hands could do.”

When they were finished there, they were led to a room where the majority of the floor was basically a mattress. The last worker to leave them gave them a smile and look that said she knew exactly what they were going to do and she approved. As the door shut, they could help but laugh.

The laugher soon turned serious and they attacked each other. He walked her over to the edge of the cushioned floor and swept her up and just as easily laid her down. He untied the sash holding the dressing gown together. He pulled it apart but not off. He touched her all over like he was trying to memorize her just by using his hands.

He wanted to make this as memorable as possible for the both of them, just in case. He hooked one of her legs high above his waist. He slowly kissed his way up the inside of her thigh. He was fairly certain he was leaving a few marks. He was also certain that no one else would see those marks but him. He reached the top and gently blew between her legs. She bucked up, making it clear what she wanted. He grinned wickedly at her and started back down the other leg.

“Bastard.”

“What’s that?”

“You heard me. Are you trying to torture me to death?”

“Yeah, I am, but you must admit it’s one hell of a way to go.” He came up to meet her and gave her an emotion filled kiss. She helped him remove his kimono and threw it across the room. He entered her slowly and moved just as slowly in and out. Rose took him by surprise when she rolled so that she was on top. He gripped her hips to slow her. He was going to make this last.

He watched her as she moved. She was a goddess. His goddess. He reached up to mould her breasts to his hands. No matter how much longer he lived, this moment would remain one of his favourites.

He knew he wouldn’t hold on for much longer. He pulled himself up to a sitting position and wrapped her legs around him. He kissed her and their tongues matched what their hips were doing.

Not soon enough he could tell she was catching up. He pulled her head to his shoulder. “Oh Rose, my beautiful, fantastic Rose. My goddess. Come for me.” And she did. He joined her.

They stayed joined and clinging to each other, occasionally kissing and touching. Rose stood and stretched. “I’m keeping this.” She motioned to the kimono. He lay back with this hand behind his head, content.

“You better. Keep it in my wardrobe. You’re always complaining how cold it is in my room.”

“It is. Besides, I only do that so you’ll warm me up.”

“I’ll do that right now.” He pulled her back down to him. This time he wasn’t gentle. This time he claimed what was his. He could tell she didn’t understand but that she didn’t mind either.

A long while later Rose was draped across him like a blanket. He absent-mindedly played with her hair. It had long fallen from the messy do he found her with.

Suddenly, there was a great commotion and their door flew open. Jack stood there breathless. “Guys, I really hate to interrupt but we need to amscray, now!”

“Making friends and influencing people again?”

“Something like that. Let’s go! Let’s go!” They rolled their eyes and ran to change.

The three sprinted for the TARDIS, an angry mob at their heels. While he flipped the controls and set the coordinates, Rose ran to the interior with the two bundles of silk.

When she came back, Jack started to fill them in on what he had been up to. “How was I supposed to know they had to remain pure until their wedding which was only a few hours away? They hadn’t mentioned it to me.”

They all laughed raucously when a bright light invaded the TARDIS. The last thing the Doctor remembered was Rose’s panicked face as she reached for him. He reached back and wished he hadn’t been right.