Fifty Shades of Raetigor

Off on another adventure in the TARDIS, Rose was lounging about watching The Doctor fuss around with buttons and whatnot. She often done this, admiring the way his eyes lit up with excitement like a child but how seriously absorbed he was in his work. At first she thought he might notice her regularly staring but it became clear he near forgot her existence when it came to the TARDIS, which was fine. The TARDIS was probably the only other thing she'd happily share The Doctor's attention with. "Oh.. Oh wow.." he finally uttered, after what must have been an hour of silence on his part. Rose immediately jumped up and joined him at the screen, keen to know what he'd found but all she saw was a few dots on a screen. "What am I supposed to be seeing here?" she had to ask. "Oh! Right!" he seemed startled by her sudden appearance "well, see this?" he pointed to one of the dots, which then enlarged onscreen. It was a planet, deep red in colour, coated in swirls of whispy smoke. "it's so..." she couldn't find the right word to describe this anomaly of a planet. "Intoxicating? Mesmerising? Hazy?" The Doctor suggested and he was right, that was exactly the look of this planet. "where are we?" Rose asked ecstatically, she was dying to understand this planet and get down there for some reason. She had no idea why but something told her she needed to be there. The Doctor clearly picked up on her sudden enthusiasm and was clearly suspicious as his eyebrows furrowed. "Well, we are approaching Raetigor, home to a... Um.." he hesitated, and as Rose tried to figure out why, she noted he'd started running his hands through his hair and shuffling, meaning what he had to say was awkward. "Go on Doctor, just tell me" she implored and with a sigh The Doctor continued, "Rose, this planet is home to beings with only one constant mood, physically and mentally" He paused and she thought she'd have to push him again but he finally blurted out "they're all quite... Sexual.." he dragged out the last word as if it were unfamiliar to him. After a moment Rose couldn't help but slightly giggle, and when The Doctor shot her a surprised look, she laughed even more. He couldn't understand what she found so funny "Rose?" She managed to catch her breath eventually and said "I thought it was gonna be something really bad but, it's basically..just a sexy planet.... It's like... A porn planet or something" and she doubled over again in giggles. The Doctor had to take a minute to comprehend what she'd just said but he eventually joined in the laughter as watching her made it contagious, and he was glad she hadn't been freaked out by him bringing her to the most sex driven planet in the galaxy - but now he had to get down to serious business. "Okay Rose, listen up" he straightened up, reaching for his trench coat "I need to check something out and I want you to wait here" he turned away, to avoid the shocked expression on Rose's face. And he was right to, Rose was stunned, her laughter coming to a sudden halt. The Doctor never left her behind, ever. She felt hurt and blurted out "Doctor I'm sorry I laughed, I was just joking, please can I come.." thinking she'd insulted him but she faltered when he turned around with a gentle smile and warm eyes. He took long strides towards her and placed his hands on her shoulders, giving her a reassuring stroke with his thumbs. "You've done nothing wrong" he said kindly. Now she was completely baffled. "Then why..?" but he interrupted her, "Rose, while in theory this plant sounds funny, it's not. It's very dangerous. Especially for you. I have a very strong mental wall that can't be penetrated, which you need if you ever wish to leave this planet. The.." he passed again and Rose guessed he felt awkward again, "sexual desires here.. It's contagious, and consumes you entirely. And I'm afraid you're not strong enough to fight that" So now she was weak. Great. Thanks Doctor, nice to know you think so highly of me, she couldn't help thinking but before she could voice this he lowered himself so his gaze met hers and said "I just don't want you to get hurt, you're too important" And with that, all was forgiven. As The Doctor gathered his last few pieces she cracked jokes requesting he bring her back an assortment of funny human things with names he didn't recognise, and with that, he bid farewell. It was odd being alone in the TARDIS. She felt like a kid left alone in the car while the parents went off for 'grown up stuff'. She knew The Doctor had a vast book collection which she never found time to properly enjoy them so now was an opportune time. The hours ticked by and Rose was growing tired of all the books, most of which were handwritten and difficult to decipher. She wondered when The Doctor would be back. "What did he have to do anyway?" she asked herself and realised he'd never said. She hoped he was okay. Perhaps... No.. She didn't like to think it but what if he was in trouble? He must have been doing something dangerous since she wasn't allowed to go. After what felt like hours more of dwelling on this concept and imagining The Doctor in dangerous situations, alone, Rose was near to breaking piont. She decided to give him ten minutes but after five she'd had enough. She was going looking for him. She didn't own much in the way of weapons but she knew there was a baseball bat somewhere from a trip to The States last month. After retrieving it, she zipped up her jacket and set off. The TARDIS door took a little extra shove to open it. It must have known The Doctor didn't want her outside but now wasn't the time for listening to a space ship. After securing the door behind her she turned around and her eyes widened, trying to take in the amazing view before her. She was in what reminded her of a little French village, with cottages and cobbled streets, markets on the street. She would have thought she was back on Earth except for the colour palette. Everything was colored in varying degrees of red here, which to Rose's surprise, was quite romantic rather than eerie. As she began to take cautious steps forward, she started to notice movement. Few people moved about the place, again, all sporting different shades of red, most of them with skin tones a pale red, almost pink. That was odd. Not the red people. The people part. The Doctor never said they were people. He called them creatures which made her think of monsters. But these creatures were far from monstrous. The first sample Rose got a good look at was a young woman with incredibly long hair, nearly brushing the ground, and it swayed gracefully with each movement she made. Something about her resembled a cartoon, she was well proportioned and flawless, no creases in her clothing, but some features were exaggerated like her round doe like eyes, which on Earth would look ridiculous but here were beautiful. All the others were similar, but each a unique beauty in their own right. All the staring and taking in so much was making her head spin and she felt almost faint until she found she'd wobbled into someone. In her dazed state she looked up at the tall man she'd collided with "Doctor?" "Well I can take you to ours but I think you just need something to drink, don't you?" The man wasn't The Doctor but he bared a similar resemblance. There was the height to start with, then this man also had warm dark red eyes that could nearly be brown, but his seemed slightly bigger and shinier, more youthful. He had no lines on his face, again, he was flawless with an incandescent glow to him. Rose found herself just gawping at this beauty holding her in a strong comforting grip. Finally she found her words "Sorry, no I'm fine. Great. Fantastic." the man's intense gaze on her made her giggle and her face began to flush "I'm just looking for a friend" "Ah yes" the man brushed his hand gently over her forehead, seemingly brushing a hair away. His touch made her head spin again but it wasn't sickening, it made her feel light and floaty. "The Doctor. Time Lord. Gallifrey." he made the basic information sound like a love song with his lyrical voice, enchanting Rose. "Yes.." she sighed, getting caught up in the heat radiating of him, nearly forgetting about The Doctor. But only almost. "It's okay Rose Tyler, your friend is safe. There's nothing to worry about. You should have a drink" again she found his words hypnotic and only found herself nodding, forming words suddenly became to much effort. All the reds around her seemed to be flowing together, like liquid. Rose had no idea what she was feeling. She'd been drunk a few times before but that had been nauseating and uncomfortable, this felt natural and easy and dreamlike. She felt the man guide her down slowly into a plush chair, it was soft and velvety, she could have dozed off there easily but the man placed a drink infront of her and she began stare at him again. He was incredibly beautiful. "What's your name?" she finally managed to say, she still felt a bit lightheaded but had energy enough to function. "Why don't you try some of your drink, then I'll tell you" he teased, with a cheeky smirk. Rose would probably jump off a cliff if this man suggested it so she wasn't gonna say no to a drink. The glass was thin and tall, like a champagne flute and the concoction within seemed to be swirling at speed, like a little whirlpool. Without hesitation she downed the storm in a glass, feeling it fizz down her throat. She eagerly looked to the man's face, to see if he was happy with her. He had a perfect smile painted across his face, his eyes twinkling and focused on her, which made her feel tingly. "So, your name?" ------------------------------- The Doctor was exhausted. Crippling tiredness had engulfed him and he wanted nothing more than to just be back in the TARDIS with a nice cup of tea. As he dragged his sore body through the crimson streets he thought of Rose, wondering if she was alright. Of course she is he thought, she's my Rose Tyler, Bad Wolf girl, of course she was okay. He put his mind at ease with that thought and wondered if he should bring her something back as he did feel bad for leaving her behind. He was in the midst of a market, little tables and tents on either side of the narrow street so he began sconcing at the occasional table, seeing if anything caught his eye. Finally, he had to take a step back as he'd spotted something in the corner of his eye. A silk red scarf lay sprawled on a table, and as he inspected it further he found it was light to lift but thick enough that it felt expensive and not flimsy. He traded a feel of his double heart for it - the one good thing about this planet perhaps - which astounded the tradeswomen. Seeing the wonder in her big innocent eyes actually made the whole experience not as irritable as he thought it might be. Since he couldn't fall victim to them sexually, he was able to appreciate them differently, and truth was some of them were quite innocent and beautiful, but there were some very dangerous inhabitants on this planet, who knew full well of their power. He went to his controls, and began setting up a scan to search the TARDIS for human life. The Doctor was starting to get a sick feeling in his gut and convinced something had happened when the TARDIS pinged, meaning it had found what it was looking for. The Doctor was just heaving a sigh of relief when he felt the hard thud of an object making contact with the back of his head, knocking him out cold. -------------------------------- The Doctor awoke slowly, feeling fuzzy and disorientated, trying to remember what happened. He slowly opened up his eyes and saw the roof of one of the TARDIS rooms. Why was he in here? While he was trying to remember what happened, he was pretty sure he hadn't set foot into one of the extra rooms, he had no use for them really, he let Rose use them for her belongings, and she'd converted one into a bedroom so he had no business there. As The Doctor gathered more awareness he tried to move but found he was stuck. He felt restraints tied around his wrists, holding him down and no matter how hard he pulled on them they wouldn't budge. He was also wearing no shirt to make matters more confusing. He lifted his head up as much as he could to see around him. The room was lit the same golden glow as the TARDIS control panel area, and there was a wardrobe and desk. He was almost positive this was Rose's bedroom, but where was Rose? He pulled on the restraints again, figuring they were fastened to the head board of the bed. If he could just get out of them he could go find Rose, who knows what could be happening to her. That's when he heard the door creak open. He raised his head to see what was happening and let out a gasp as he saw Rose come in. "Rose!" forgetting how embarrassing his current predicament must have looked he called out to her "thank god you're okay! Look, help me up from these and we'll go find whoever snuck on board earlier!" He waited, a big grin on his face from the delight of seeing Rose safe. But she didn't make a move to help him. Instead she reached for the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head, showing her wearing a lacy red bra. A wide grin began to grow on her face as she stared hungrily at the Time Lord. "Oh Doctor" she sighed "that wasn't very nice of you to leave me alone all day" she started undoing the buttons on her jeans "don't you know how rude it is to keep a girl waiting so long?" Her faded jeans fell from her hips, and The Doctor could only gawp at her. She came to the end of the bed by his feet and began to crawl up the bed towards him "Rose, what are you doing?" The Doctor asked slowly and warily, when really, he was very sure of what was happening and why "Rose I'm guessing you went outside and that's my fault I'm sorry but I can undo this.." he was cut off by Rose as she pressed a finger over his lips to queit him "Doctor, nothing needs undoing, I've been dying to do this for so long, now I just have the confidence to" she winked at him, still smiling seductively. He hated himself for it but The Doctor couldn't ignore how beautiful she was. And he felt as much need as her in this situation... But no, he couldn't, this would make things too complicated, and she was so young. He began to squirm beneath her and twisted his head out from under her touch "Rose I'm sorry but-" that's when Rose retrieved a piece of cloth from the bedside table and shoved it in The Doctor's mouth. "Oh Doctor, when will you ever learn to tame that mouth of yours?" She then produced the red scarf The Doctor had bought her "this is beautiful by the way, but I always thought red was more your colour" she smirked as she tied the scarf around The Doctor's mouth, and fastened it tightly beneath his head. The Doctor was too shocked to try resist her, and he knew it was nearly pointless now. Rose traced a finger lightly over his face, relishing this moment, having the Doctor completely at her disposal. And she could see it in his eyes that he wanted her just as bad even though he'd never admit that - good thing she had gagged him. She began to kiss him gently on the neck, making the Doctor exhale deeply. Rose continued with these gentle kisses all the way down his chest, making his breaths even heavier as desire slowly engulfed him. She began to undo his trousers and kiss his hip line will sliding the trousers off. The Doctor snapped out of his daze for a minute and squirmed a little, which only made Rose laugh. "You're cute when you're tied up" she said as she slid from the bed and winked at him making the Doctor blush which was very unlike him. Rose retrieved something from a chest and returned to the bed, "don't fight me Doctor", she was holding long black straps, probably similar to those tied to his wrists. When she took his right foot he tried to pull it away but Rose simply fastened it around his ankle and was able to pull his foot back into position, tying the end to the bed post. A similar situation occurred when she went for his other foot and again the Doctor's actions proved useless. He was completely helpless now and Rose loved it. She leaned against the bedpost for a few moments admiring her work, and met the Doctor's brown eyes, imploring her to release him, but all that did was make her want him more. "Now Doctor" she began, delicately gliding her finger over one of his feet causing him to squirm a tiny bit. He was ticklish, information that might be useful for later, Rose thought. "You left me on my own for so long today" she stood inbetween his two feet, resting a hand on each "and I was very lonely.. So, I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you" She met the Doctor's eyes and saw him raise his brows, confused by what she meant by 'punish' but before he knew it her hands were dashing all over his feet. The Doctor pulled on his foot restraints but to no avail, his whole body writhing trying to escape and his muffled laughter was like music to Rose. She finally stopped and the Doctor's entire body relaxed, his chest rising and falling quickly, sweat glistening on his lean body. She hopped onto the bed and straddled his hips. She lifted her hands for him to see and wiggled her fingers while looking suggestively at his torso and the Doctor furiously shook his head and made more noises beneath his gag which Rose guessed was him begging for her not to. Unlucky for him Rose was feeling particularly playful today. She ambushed his sides and the Doctor squirmed beneath her, bucking his hips to try get her off of him - which really had the complete opposite effect - he threw his head back, and she heard more muffled laughter, listening to that alone was enough to make her wet. She finally released him and he shut his eyes from exhaustion, his breathing was fast paced but gradually slowing. She looked down at him, admiring how beautiful he was. She wanted nothing more than to release him and have him make love to her but she wasn't done playing with him yet. She gave him a few minutes to recover before beginning agai The Doctor finally opened his eyes and watched her poke through her box. He'd never experienced anything like this before, and while he'd never have believed it before this day, he was loving every minute of this. He still felt some guilt but the other part of him, the part that was ecstatic to finally be this close with Rose, was overriding his doubts. He was admiring her curvy figure and her erotic red underwear, he wanted nothing more than to hold her like that but clearly she had other things in mind. She squeezed a type of lotion from a bottle onto her hands and massaged his dick, which was gradually reaching full mast. She then slid a circle shaped device down his shaft, and before the Doctor could try figure out the contraption, she hit something and it began to vibrate. To begin with, it was pleasant, he unconsciously began to slightly sway his hips and moan gently but soon it became a pleasurable prison. He became increasingly sensitive and was properly bucking his hips, trying to remove the ring.