Rory and the Doctor accidentally come into contact with a potent aphrodisiac.
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Rory had barely slammed the door to the TARDIS before the Doctor was at the main console, fiddling urgently with buttons and levers while keeping up a constant stream of 'oh no… oh no no no, this is not good at all…"
"What's not good? What's chasing us?" Rory stood on his toes and tried to peer through the little glass windows, only to find that they were already in deep space.
"Seal off all the doors in and out of this room," the Doctor ordered the TARDIS, his voice hoarse.
"Why did you do that?" Rory asked angrily as the TARDIS obliged with a mechanical hum. "Amy's still in our room!"
"Exactly," the Doctor murmured, his chest rising and falling with deep, laboured breaths. "I'm so sorry, Rory, but we've been contaminated and I can't risk exposing Amy, or coming into contact with her while we're… in this condition." The Doctor groaned and collapsed into a chair, covering his face with his hands.
"Contaminated? With what?" Rory urged, his own panic levels rising.
The Doctor took a deep breath, and in a shaky voice explained. "The plants we just saw on that planet, the ones that can only grow on that planet… they are an aphrodisiac. One of the few that work on Time Lord physiology, and undoubtably work on human physiology. The air was full of their spores, and both of us have been affected."
Rory blinked, confused. "We've taken an aphrodisiac?" As soon as the words were out of Rory's mouth, he was suddenly hyperaware of his climbing heart rate, and the first tingles of arousal starting in his groin. "Doctor, is this serious? Are we okay?"
The Doctor laughed bitterly. "Rory, the plant we've been exposed to has left the most chaste of races reduced to a trembling pile of pure sexual need. I don't think I need to explain how the plant will act on your primitive physiology." He did not go on to tell Rory how the aphrodisiac would affect a Time Lord's physiology, that it would take every iota of the Doctor's self control to resist throwing himself at the human that stood mere metres away. He would not reveal already how badly he wanted to weave his fingers through Rory's sandy hair, that he wanted to press his lips to Rory's and suck the life out of him. He would not admit to how he was already thinking of how Rory would tremble under his clever, experienced hands, and how wonderful Rory would feel inside him while getting pounded into the floor of the TARDIS.
The Doctor groaned both in arousal and irritation and covered his face with his hands. This was going to be more difficult than he had initially thought.
"Doctor, my heart is beating awfully fast." Rory hadn't meant to moan as he said it, but to his mortification that's exactly what he did. The Doctor looked up from behind his hands, and Rory bit his lip to stifle another helpless groan of arousal. Aside from looking panicked and wild and ill, the Doctor also looked… sexy, Rory's brain supplied him with the word. Without thinking about it, Rory's hand strayed to his own groin, massaging the prominent bulge as he slowly moved to where the Doctor sat, eyeing Rory's hand. Oh, how he envied that hand.
As though he were in a trance, Rory stopped in front of the Doctor, his groin almost at eye-level with the Doctor's face. Wordlessly, the Doctor lifted his own hand to join Rory's, both of them pressing down on the iron length in Rory's pants and eliciting the most beautiful moan the Doctor had ever heard. The Doctor's hearts beat out a tattoo against his chest as he imagined how easy it would be to simply drag down Rory's zipper and release his cock, lean forwards and swallow it whole…
Amy didn't even have to know…
At that thought, the Doctor withdrew his hand as though Rory had burned him. The Doctor's sultry expression quickly transformed into a look of pure terror, and that looked had the same effect on Rory as a bucket of ice-cold water. Feeling suddenly foolish, Rory took his hand away from his crotch, but his erection did not melt in the slightest. Despite everything, despite feeling humiliated and guilty, Rory still felt impossibly turned on. With a jolt, Rory suddenly understood the gravity of the situation. They had barely been affected for ten minutes, and it was already difficult to keep their hands to themselves.
"How long will this affect us?" Rory asked, shifting awkwardly as his erection pressed uncomfortably against his belt buckle. The Doctor noticed this movement and felt his own groin twitch interestedly in response. Trying to swallow through a suddenly dry mouth, the Doctor replied, "At least a few hours. Maybe longer."
