AN: Okay, so this is my first Doctor Who story so please go easy on reviews. Flames will only be used to roast marshmallows so don't waste my time or yours sending them to me. I've wanted to write something like this for a while now and just never got around to it because life got in the way. This will be told from Martha's perspective most likely unless otherwise stated because I have always wanted to get inside her head and see what she's thinking and feeling about the situations she finds herself in. This will contain smut so you know the drill, if you aren't old enough or comfortable reading it, pop on out of this window now. Otherwise allons-y and enjoy. I finally decided that I wanted to do something new so here it is.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Doctor Who, no matter how much I wish I did. They are the property of the BBC and Russell T. Davies. I am simply playing with them in my own twisted world. Anything recognizable is not mine and no profit is being made off this work.

Chapter 1

Martha's dream

She was standing in her room on the TARDIS but strangely, it didn't look like the room she normally slept in. That could be because this was a dream or it could be because the Doctor was laying in the bed with her. Maybe that was an inaccurate description. A more appropriate one was laying over her, his lips exploring the skin of her jaw and neck. She could hear the sound of her harsh gasps and pants as she felt his fingers under the fabric of her blouse, goosebumps rising on her skin where his hands touched as her heartbeat sped up even more then it was already beating at. She arched up against him, pressing her breasts into his warm hands more fully as one of her hands fisted the sheets under her and the other carded through that glorious, dark brown hair of his. She let go of the sheets and began to fumble to untie his tie and get it off of him before she began to unbutton his shirt, pushing it and his trench coat off his shoulders. She let out a soft whimper as she pushed on his shoulders and he began to slide down her body, pressing kisses to her body through her clothes, his hands still exploring the skin underneath the fabric. "Oh, Doctor….please…" she whimpered, feeling her face flush when she caught him watching her and gauging her reactions to what he was doing. She saw the smirk on his lips and she wanted to wipe that grin off his face.

Martha Jones sat up with a start, her eyes flying open and she sighed as she got her bearings, looking around her simple room on the TARDIS. She let out a soft groan as she fell back against the pillows on the bed once again when she saw that she was alone. She could hear the soft wheezing sounds of the TARDIS traveling through the vortex but it wasn't as bumpy as when they were purposely traveling somewhere and she knew that the Doctor must have set the TARDIS to just drift lazily through the vortex, which left her to wonder what it was he was doing if not having a specific destination in mind.

She kicked the blankets and sheets off her body but she didn't move from the spot where she was lying on the bed. It seemed to her that the TARDIS was intent on tormenting her every night with her dreams of the Doctor, the dreams getting more and more erotic and leaving her more and more turned on every single time she woke up from one of them.

She finally couldn't take laying there so she got out of bed slowly, her feet touching the cool surface of the floor and helping to calm her racing heart and thoughts and she quietly made her way through the passageways of the TARDIS, not entirely sure where she was going but needing to think about this latest dream of hers. It didn't take her long before she found herself standing in the doorway of the control room for the TARDIS, watching the Doctor as he sat there, his Converse clad feet on the console, his glasses perched on his nose and a book or manual or something in his hands. Martha cleared her throat to try getting his attention before she stepped into the room and came up behind him.

"Doctor" she said softly, touching his shoulder. She was unsure of what else she wanted to say, feeling very much like a child about to be scolded by her father for being up later than she should be.

The Doctor looked up at the touch to his shoulder and looked at her, letting his eyes travel over her body and Martha felt a shiver run down her spine as she saw the intensity of the way he gazed at her through the glasses on his nose, as if he were appraising her. She flushed pink as she felt his eyes travel over her barely clad form and she wished she had thought to throw on a dressing gown over the shorts and tank ensemble she slept in.

As soon as he finished appraising her, Martha saw him jump off from his seat excitedly and begin flipping controls and she heard the TARDIS whirring to life as they sped up.

"Perfect, you're up. There is a burst of starfire off the coast of…." he started speaking a mile a minute as she continued to stand there.

"Doctor…..Doctor…" she tried to get his attention as he hurried around, flipping switches and pressing buttons on the console. "DOCTOR" she finally shouted.

At the shout, he stopped moving and just stared at her. She had to remind herself that it was just a dream but standing here with him, in nothing but her very skimpy pajama choice and seeing him, looking so delectably handsome, she honestly could see how her mind had not done him justice and she needed to find out if his fingers really were as skilled as she imagined them. She didn't say a word but instead came over to where he was standing and stood up on her tiptoes, wrapping her hands around his neck and tugging him against her as she pressed her lips to his in a slow kiss, trying to work on letting him take control. She knew he would eventually, she just needed to get him over the initial shock of her doing it. This was either the best or worst idea she had ever had.

Okay, I know that there's no smut this chapter and I do apologize but there will be in later chapters. I just needed to get something started and I have already got chapter 2 halfway done so I may get that posted tonight as well and that will definitely have smut so please review and remember to go easy, be nice. I respond better to nice constructive criticism then I do negativity and flames. :)