The Bits In Between

The Doctor wandered down the corridors, hands in pockets. He and Rose had everything sorted and were better than ever. She’d pretty much moved into his room. Their room, now. She kept her room as a dressing room. She said it was to keep an air of mystery about her. He really didn’t care as long as he got to see her naked. Even sophisticated, brilliant aliens like him enjoyed seeing his girl in the nude. Especially when she was getting in or out of his bed. They had even quit denying they were a couple when asked. Mickey said there was no point; no one would believe them anyway.

Speaking of the man, the trip to modern London was successful. Mickey had picked up his things. Jackie had picked up the disconcerting habit of hugging him. They hadn’t told her yet. He wasn’t that brave.

One of the things Mickey had brought with him was his gaming console. While the Doctor and he no longer viewed each other as rivals and in fact, had formed a bit of a friendship, the Doctor didn’t mind pointing out his shortcomings at any given moment. In fact, he had just left him blubbering at some absurd alien shooting game. He’d beat him soundly, all the while picking out the inaccuracies. He enjoyed that.

He was going to the control room to send them somewhere. He hadn’t decided where yet. Maybe somewhere warm. Some place where didn’t require much clothing. As he passed their rooms, he saw a hand come out of her door, crooking a finger at him. He scratched the back of his head and looked around.

“Well, that’s curious. One shouldn’t trust appendages beckoning them. Could be something sinister.” Before he could go on, the hand yanked him into the room by his tie.

He was pleased with what the hand was attached to. Rose was wearing one of his shirts, buttoned by only two buttons in the middle. Her black bra and knickers sticking out at the top and the bottom. One of his ties hung loose around her neck. She had on a pair of glasses with no lenses. Pressed to her red lips was something he recognised. He absent-mindedly patted his pockets. He started to ponder when she had taken the sonic screwdriver from him when she spoke.

“Shut the door.” He complied. Between the way she looked and the command in her voice, he was instantly hard.

“Now then, it’s time to play a game I like to call ‘Make the Doctor Beg.’” He swallowed hard. This was an interesting turn of events. “Take off your jacket, tie, shirt, trainers, and socks and get on the bed.”

“Yes sir!”

“Be glad I’m in a giving mood and don’t correct you for that.” She went around behind him and smacked his bum. Each item he removed ended up in a pile. He really didn’t care about their condition. He lay back on the pile of pillows on the bed and she sat beside him. She leaned over and they snogged. Hands entwined in hair, tongues invaded, sighs of pleasure uttered.

While he was distracted, she raised his arms above his head. “I told you these would come in handy sometime.” She proceeded to bind his hands to the bed frame with the tie previously hanging from her neck.

She kissed her way down his neck, chest and stomach, stopping at his waistband. He wriggled, making it clear he wanted her to continue. She grinned and got up. “That’s not begging.”

“I don’t give in that easily.”

“We’ll see.” She placed a foot on the bed. She took the screwdriver and traced the inside of her thigh. He never thought he’d be jealous of his own invention but he refused to give in. “What setting locks doors?”

“That door is 525.” She put on a severe face and pointed it at the door. She then dragged it down the open part of her shirt. “Does this have other settings that could be more fun?” She stuck it just inside the top of her pants. “Though I suppose, I could use it as is.”

His mouth went dry. He should have thought about being stronger, as it was he had no thoughts at all at the moment. Suddenly, she stopped and walked around the bed. “Of course, we wouldn’t want to rush things either.” He sucked a breath through his teeth.

“Then again, maybe I won’t use it on me at all.” She started with a foot and slowly traced up one leg and down the other. She moved to his torso, lightly dragging over his nipples and stomach. After a trip to the arms, she moved to his head.

She went around the ears and the chin. “You know what I’m still fond of?” He quirked and eyebrow. “The freckle.” He lips upturned and he eyes fluttered shut. She mumbled, “How does this thing become a medical torch?”

“Hand it to me.” She did. He made some adjustments and she took it back.

“Ooo, that’s lovely.” She ran the blue light over his closed eyes. “Open please.” She looked deeper into his eyes than usual. Their depth and knowledge still astounded her sometimes. It was the way he looked at her that made her breathless. It wasn’t just when they were in bed. It was when she figured out something on her own. It was when they were in danger. It was when they were safe. It was in the moments they did nothing at all. All that combined made her know she was absolutely his and he was hers. She’d spent enough time watching him, studying him to know that he didn’t look at anyone else that way. She hoped her eyes told him the same.

She climbed onto his chest so that she could have easier access to him. She turned his head to look in one ear and then the other. She smiled at him. “Say aahh.”

“Aahh.” She got very close to his mouth. He could feel her breath mingling with his. He lifted up to their inevitable kiss when she suddenly pulled back and bopped him on the nose.

“Everything seems to check out on this end. How about the other?” He was confused about what she was talking about when black knickers suddenly blocked his view. He could smell how much she was getting off on this. It didn’t help him keep his composure.

“Oh, Doctor, there seems to be a problem with your trousers. They appear to be too tight in this area.” He felt her trace around him, careful not to actually touch him. She looked over her shoulder. “Shall I help with that?”

She managed to open his trousers and pull down his pants a bit while managing to avoid the part of him most in need of attention. This was achieved by wriggling her hips. A lot. He could feel her breath on him. If it was possible, he got harder. He bucked his hips toward her.

“Rose, please.” He couldn’t remember he voice ever being so strained. She jumped off of him with a triumphant smile and set down the screwdriver.

“Very good. For that you get a prize. What do you want?”

“You know what I want,” he growled.

She clicked her tongue. “Now what fun would that be? I plan for this to be a while longer. Pace yourself, Time Lord. How about we start with this.” With his help, she removed his remaining clothes completely. “And this.” She climbed up him and gave him searing kiss.

“You are going to pay so bad when I get free,” he mumbled against her.

“Promises, promises. Now, I wanted to ask you something.”

“Do you really think now is the time?”

“Well, I realise you’re a bit, uh, tied up at the moment.” He gave her a look that made her smirk. “I was pondering your new found need to lick things.”

“I haven’t heard any complaints when I do it to you.”

“Oh and you won’t. That isn’t what this is. I was just wondering…” She sat back on his chest again, idly drawing figures with her finger.

“Hmmm?”

“I was just wondering if you’d like it to be reciprocated.” She smiled and pushed her tongue behind her teeth.

He shifted in a sad attempt to get some relief. “There’s only one way to find out.” She started with his ears. She found he like the spots behind them where his neck started. She also discovered he liked her attempts to follow his Adam’s apple.

The lips and nipples were obvious ones that worked. She unfortunately couldn’t get to his back. She’d save that, the mole especially, for another time. She was certain he wouldn’t put up much of a fuss. He seemed to enjoy the line of hair leading down to his crotch being teased. She also discovered they shared a week spot in the back of the knees.

“Right then. I think that covers it.”

“Rose.”

“What?” She cocked her head and looked at him innocently.

“I believe you missed a spot.” He jutted his hips forward to show her where.

“I did?”

“Please.”

“Now you’ve got it.” She got up. “Well, you’ve earned another prize. What shall it be?”

“Take something off.” She removed the glasses. “That hardly counts.”

“I wasn’t finished. And just for that, you don’t get to watch.” She wandered to the bathroom. He wouldn’t admit it to her at this point, but he was having a great time. He just hoped Mickey didn’t come looking for them. He was sure the door was locked, but he knew if he took one bad step, Rose might let the boy in. He would never hear the end of it.

She came out. She had tied the tail of the shirt into a knot and rebuttoned it. If she moved the right way, it was obvious that the bra had been removed. She straddled his stomach and leaned forward.

“I must say, I like the view.” He waggled his eyebrows and made a great show of looking down the shirt. “Just never leave the TARDIS looking like this. I don’t fancy fighting off anyone, though this look is quite the thing on some planets. Don’t think I’ll take you there. Too much temptation. For them that is. I could never be swayed by such tawdriness...” He continued to babble for a minute.

“I could leave until you’re done.”

“What? Oh, right. Continue.” She smiled and rolled her eyes.

“I believe you said I missed a spot.” She rocked on him and he could feel how damp her knickers were. His voice raised a few octaves.

“Yes.” He coughed back to normal. “Yes, just behind you.” She reached back and grabbed him.

“Here?”

“Oh yes.”

“Well, can’t have that.” She manoeuvred off his torso to between his legs. She looked up and winked at him, then, licked the tip. He groaned as his eyes fluttered shut. He knew he enjoyed those lips and tongue for a reason. His eyes snapped back open as she licked the underside of his shaft. He now knew the reason why he was propped up on so many pillows. He could easily see all of her and what she was doing to him. After a thorough licking, she moved to use her whole mouth.

The combination of the sights of her mouth on him, her breasts swaying, occasionally brushing his thighs and the feel of the whole thing made it very hard to keep control. He attempted not to buck up into her but wasn’t always successful. In all his experiences he never had this mix of ecstasy and pain. At the moment, this was near the top of the list of turn-ons.

Then she started to get creative with her hands. One grabbed and scratched him in the right spots. The other went up his chest. Her fingers went into his mouth and he tried to mimic what she was doing on the other end.

She removed the now damp fingers and plunged them into her pants. He wondered how she’d gone this far with doing anything for herself. She moaned and the vibrations it caused about sent him over.

“Oh yes.” Before he could think about what would happen, he added. “More please.” She promptly got up. “I really don’t like you right now.”

“That’s too bad. Guess I’ll be going then.”

“Don’t you dare.”

She quirked an eyebrow at him. “What do you want now?”

“Knickers off and keep doing what you were doing.”

She shimmed out them and knelt on the foot of the bed. “You mean this?” and she plunged her fingers back into herself. She bit her lip and they moaned together. He wasn’t sure if he could handle much more, especially since he couldn’t handle her.

His voice was a strangled whisper. “Come here.” Her head had rolled back at her ministrations. She popped it back up and smiled at him. She crawled up and kissed him deeply. She untied and unbuttoned the shirt and sat up. She winked at him again. “Please.” She gave him what he wanted this time.

He was surprised when she turned before mounting him. “Rose? Why? Oh! Oh, that’s quite nice, isn’t it?” He wished he could be more eloquent but that wasn’t happening.

“I believe this is called the reverse cowgirl.”

“I call it bloody fantastic.” She leaned back on him and the shirt fell away. He needed to touch her. Now.

“Rose, untie me please.” She somehow calmed herself enough to get off him and do just that. As soon as he was free, he flipped her and thrust in with one fluid motion. “That’s more like it.” She giggled.

He drilled her into the mattress. He groped any part he could find. She pulled him into another kiss full of bites and tongues. It didn’t take much longer and they both screamed in release. He collapsed onto her and kissed her neck. They both laughed.

“Brilliant game.”

“I thank you.”

“I’m going to bronze this shirt.”

“What about the tie? I think it’s my favourite one now.”

“Mine too.” He rolled off her. Neither one could move. “Not that I’m complaining, but why in here?”

“Because in the off chance Mickey would come looking for us, it wouldn’t be in here. He would think nothing of this door being locked since I’ve moved in across the hall.”

“Good thinking. I don’t I’ll be able to move for a week.”

“Me either.”

“How did you think of this?”

“You and Mickey were doing the male bonding thing. I assume you beat him.”

“Naturally.”

“Well, I got bored and felt a little antsy. So, I nicked the screwdriver and set this up. Then I waited for you.”

“How did you know it was me? You could have give Mickey quite the shock.”

“I know your walk. Also, I peeked.”

“Ah. Well played, Tyler. We’ll do this again sometime, only reversed.”

“Absolutely.” They took a nap. They needed it. When they woke Rose looked herself over, “I should clean myself up.” She started to get up. The Doctor pulled her back down.

“Give me a minute and I’ll help you with that.” They snuck across the hall quickly, due to the lack of clothes. The shower took a bit longer than expected as they got distracted. They laughed and touched and enjoyed each other.

They had to sneak back. All of Rose’s clothes and the Doctor’s suit were there. Before anything else could get started, she shooed him away. She said she needed to get dressed at some point. He disagreed but left her.

Rose made it to the control room first and found Mickey there. “You’re in a good mood.”

She didn’t try to hide her grin. “Yeah, I am.”

“Mickey, my boy, how would you like to help me?” The Doctor came bounding in.

“Alright.”

“Start by pressing that button.”

Rose smiled. “This reminds me of that time we got caught in the meteor belt.” They started to tell stories and sat comfortably in the chair. Soon, without meaning to, they started reminding each other of inside jokes and stories special only to them. Mickey tried to follow but knew it was pointless.