The Bits In Between
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Category:
1 through F › Doctor Who
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
6,074
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Dr. Who, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Interlude I
Rose was frustrated. Extremely frustrated. If she didn’t do something about it soon, she would explode.
They had been on many adventures. Kept running for their lives. It got her blood pumping, adrenaline flowing, hormones in overdrive. There had been more kisses. Each one, to borrow his phrase, more fantastic than the next. Unfortunately for her, it never went any further than that.
She didn’t blame him. Couldn’t. He told her what they could be and she had accepted it. However, she was 19 and had needs. And she could only meet those needs herself to a point.
She really had been trying. She attempted to flirt with random boys. She got a perverse pleasure in watching the Doctor pretend that he wasn’t a little bit jealous. She would get to a good point; have the target more than willing, when she would pull away. None of them were enough like him. She knew they would never do. If only she could find someone like him but with that little something extra.
She groaned into her pillow. Right then. She put up a resolve. She was going to make it through. She could do this.
She got up and decided to get dressed. National pride suddenly overcame her and she put on her Union Jack shirt. Maybe not her sexiest look, but it would do.
“Rose, could you come here please.” Ah, speak of the devil.
“Yes, Doctor?”
“Two things, we are out of milk and there’s trouble coming our way.” He grinned at her and suddenly the TARDIS lurched violently.
“Here we go again,” she thought excitedly.
They had been on many adventures. Kept running for their lives. It got her blood pumping, adrenaline flowing, hormones in overdrive. There had been more kisses. Each one, to borrow his phrase, more fantastic than the next. Unfortunately for her, it never went any further than that.
She didn’t blame him. Couldn’t. He told her what they could be and she had accepted it. However, she was 19 and had needs. And she could only meet those needs herself to a point.
She really had been trying. She attempted to flirt with random boys. She got a perverse pleasure in watching the Doctor pretend that he wasn’t a little bit jealous. She would get to a good point; have the target more than willing, when she would pull away. None of them were enough like him. She knew they would never do. If only she could find someone like him but with that little something extra.
She groaned into her pillow. Right then. She put up a resolve. She was going to make it through. She could do this.
She got up and decided to get dressed. National pride suddenly overcame her and she put on her Union Jack shirt. Maybe not her sexiest look, but it would do.
“Rose, could you come here please.” Ah, speak of the devil.
“Yes, Doctor?”
“Two things, we are out of milk and there’s trouble coming our way.” He grinned at her and suddenly the TARDIS lurched violently.
“Here we go again,” she thought excitedly.