Title: First Time
By: Sasusc
Genre: fluff, friendship
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 766
Summary: Ace wants her first time to be with the Doctor. Takes place immediately before The Curse of Fenric.
Notes: Originally in The Curse of Fenric, Ian Briggs planned to reveal that Ace was no longer a virgin. I only learned after I started this that she actually lost her virginity to Sabalom Glitz on Iceworld. The second part will contain scenes from that story arc. Enjoy! There's (most likely!) will be four parts to this and all but the fourth one is completed. I'll be posting the others soon.
The TARDIS was in limbo, floating aimlessly through the Void. They had no immediate plans to stop anywhere; and, in fact, they wanted to use this time to rest from their adventures and the danger that accompanied them.
Ace was in her room staring at herself in a full length mirror. She was freshly cleaned and her body was flush from the hot bath she had just taken less than twenty minutes ago. She twisted her body this way and that watching the soft, silky fabric sway around her body.
She had found the nightgown in the TARDIS's large wardrobe. It was so pretty, and it was exactly what she had been looking for. The TARDIS must have anticipated her needs. She sighed as she ran her hands down her sides outlining her curves. Her body was getting more and more toned the longer she spent time in the Professor's company.
Ace leaned closer to the mirror to inspect her face. She had lightly coated her face with makeup. It didn't look half bad at all; she just might have to continue putting it on just so from now on. Next, she moved her eyes on to her hair. The shampoo she had used had softened it. It floated in waves around her face and shoulders giving her a ethereal look. She didn't look like herself, instead looking more like an unworldly beauty they've encountered numerous times on other planets.
"Alright, Ace," she said to her mirror image. "You're all set. No worries or second guessing. This is it."
It didn't take her long to find the Professor. He was sitting in an armchair reading a book. She stopped right in front of him silently waiting for him to look up from his reading. He did so a few minutes later.
"Why are you just standing there?" he asked.
Ace locked her fingers behind her back as she slowly rocked on her feet. "Professor? I have a request of you."
"Eh? What is it? And why are you in your nightgown?"
She ignored the last question. "It's a very serious request," she stated.
"Very serious?" He shut the book and sat up straighter in the chair.
"I trust you. I trust you more than anyone else I've ever met. So…I want you to be my first."
Oh, he thought stunned. This couldn't be going where he thought it was going, could it? She could be talking about something entirely different, but it was highly improbable given that she was standing in front of him wearing a nightgown.
"Oh," he finally said in the silence between them.
Ace licked her lips. "My first sex partner," she clarified in case he didn't know where she was going with this request.
"Ace." The Doctor paused as he tried to gather his thoughts. What would be the best way to turn her down without offending her? "I'm sure you could find someone better. Maybe closer to your age?"
She shook her head. "I want it to be you."
"Yes, well…" He cleared his throat.
"A girl's first time should be with someone she trusts and loves."
Great Rassilon! When did Ace's feelings for him changed? Human love only complicates things, and he didn't want any more complications in his hectic life.
"Oh, I didn't mean it like that, Professor! I don't love you-not like that anyways. Just a friend, best mates." She stomped her foot in her aggravation. "I know several girls that regretted their first time. Most of them said they wished they waited for someone they liked more…that respected them better. Do you understand?"
The Doctor sat back against the chair. In all his eight hundred and some odd years, no one once prostitution him like this. If it was anyone else, the simple and quick answer would be a 'no'. But this was Ace, his star pupil. What should he do?
It wasn't like she was asking for a relationship-a sexual relationship-to continued until it was time for her to wander off all on her own. She only wanted one night, one time. It was all she was asking for. She wasn't going to ask him for more, he knew instinctively.
He sighed as he tucked his book into the cushion before standing up. Ace took a few steps back to give him some standing room. He peered deeply into her eyes, searching for any doubts she might have.
"Are you absolutely sure about this?"
She nodded. She took his hand into hers; and silently, the pair walked through the corridors of the TARDIS to Ace's room.