Authors Note: I wrote this ages ago for a friends birthday but never posted it here. The fic is not beta'd so I apologise for any mistakes. Disclaimer: Doctor Who and its characters belong to the BBC. I make no money from writing. I just like to play with them a bit.
He should have known better. In nine hundred years the Doctor knew that no bad deed ever went wholly unpunished. Although when it came to the things that he did to Rose Tyler the words lascivious deeds were probably the correct terms.
Images flooded his mind as he recalled said acts. The nights of passion in their shared bedroom where he would make her scream. Those moments of lost control on the console where it was impossible for them to get closer. Or the occasions he bent Rose over the kitchen table, fucking her hard and deep. So many times, yet never enough. Oh he was a randy sod.
He loved to be in control, pushing her, pushing them both to new limits. Yet Rose never seemed to want pay back. Not even after the night he had tied her up on her bed in her mothers flat. Daring her to keep silent while he took her to the edge time and again with his fingers, his mouth, and his cock.
But his Rose was a clever a girl. As he tugged on the leather bindings above his head, he realised he should have remembered that fact. She'd been waiting for the perfect opportunity and today she'd found it.
An adventure with pirates had left him naked, bound and unconscious and it had been up to Rose to save the day. She obviously had and somehow got him back to the TARDIS and their bed. When he'd awoken and found himself still tied up and without clothes, she'd let her true intentions known.
She told him in words, tinged with glorious exotic technicolour exactly what she was going to do to him with her hands and tongue and then grinned wickedly as she pulled out the very same vibrator he'd used on her at her mothers flat. He knew without asking that there would be no mercy.
As she advanced upon him he let out a low moan, already aware of how much her words and beautifully curved body affected him. It would be exquisite torture but he wouldn't change his fate for anything. Oh what the night would bring.