My inspiration from this comes from a multitude of thoughts... And how gorgeous David Tennant is.
As always Doctor Who remains the property of the BBC and no copyright infringement is intended.
James Noble checked the watch on his wrist, he was half an hour late. He frowned, he hoped his hosts and other guests would forgive him. After all, he was bringing flowers and doughnuts to the little soiree. It was more of a meet and greet though, he would be working with these people come tomorrow. He stopped at the townhouse landing and knocked decisively on the door rather than ringing the doorbell. It was a bit dodgy looking, as if it would electrocute him if he tried it. In less than five seconds, a handsome man with jet black hair and sparkling blue eyes opened the door.
"James! You showed up!" The man cried out in an American accent.
He scoffed. "Of course I was coming Jack! I just ran a little late picking up these," he nodded to the flowers and donuts.
Jack hummed appreciatively to the bouquet. "I'm sure she'll like it. How did you know she actually liked roses despite her name being Rose?"
James shrugged. "Lucky guess."
Jack laughed and clapped his back, ushering him inside. He took the doughnuts, leaving James with the roses to give to his co-worker. There were a few persons lounging about. Ianto, the cameraman was studying a photograph on the mantle above the fireplace. Gwen, the wardrobe director was talking and laughing to Donna, the makeup and hair stylist. They were on the love-seat, each with a glass of wine in their hands. And then there was Rose, his breath caught.
She was in the other longer couch, studying a magazine. The light hit her hair, making it glow like a halo, the heat of the warm summer's evening made the red in her cheeks stand out. Her full lips were painted pink today, he secretly hoped for red tomorrow. He admired her for a few moments, this would be his first time working with her. He had worked with tons of women in this industry, but none was as beautiful as this one in this moment. It was then she looked up at him, smiling instantly when she recognised him. He returned her smile, moving to her side and sitting.
"Good evening Rose." He leant down and captured her right hand in a kiss.
"Evening James." She graced him with a flirty smile. "Are those for me?"
He handed her the bouquet. "Why yes, they are."
She brought them to her nose and sniffed. She hummed. "I love them. Thank you."
He kissed her other free hand, making her giggle. "Anything for the woman I'm going to shag come tmorrow."
She bellowed with laughter making him chuckle as well. The others stopped and stared at the two nutters before resuming their previous activity. As long as they were getting along. Cooperation was very important in this industry, it resulted in the success or failure of a movie (porno sounded crass). Eventually they settled, Rose twirled the ribbons with her fingers. Jack conveniently placed a vase of water on the coffee table and winked at the both of them before leaving to join Ianto. Rose placed her blooms in the vase, derisively taking another whiff before settling it on the table.
"So James," she asked, still twirling, "how did you get into pornography?"
He expected this. The more they knew about each other, the more natural a scene became. It made sense for them to meet before rather than the day of shooting. That way they became friends, if not on already friendly terms.
"It was during my college days, when dial up internet was all the rage and a good video took days to load."
Jame's eyes were glued to Rose running her fingers up and down her arm. Come tomorrow those fingers would be on his cock. He twitched in his pants. He never had this problem before, he was the consummate gentleman until he had to perform. Rose provoked a…particular response from him. He was interested in her, as someone he would like to know better on more intimate terms. Not intimate as in a sexual relationship (because they were to shag on camera for money) but a more personal level, he wanted to know what made her tick. There were more to her performances that just fake moans and gasps, she was real. He liked real.
Rose laughed softly, making him smile. She rubbed a red petal between her thumb and forefinger, he could pretend she was pinching her slippery clit. He prayed touching herself was on the script.
"You experimented then?" She asked, teasing him with her tongue between her teeth. He gulped, he never became aroused until need be but she seemed to tumble the ignition on his sex drive like a professional racer.
"My college girlfriend was rather…, "he scratched his left sideburn, "horny. Made sex tapes of us and keep them on her computer."
Rose moved on to the centre of the rose, he could almost see her dipping into herself. "She did them with your consent?"
James smiled. "Oh she had my consent. They were very good material for a wank." He winked at her. She blushed. Actually blushed! Rather demure for a porn star he thought. "Those were kept private until Jack found them."
"How?" She traced the edge of the petals now, it was as if she withdrew and teased herself.
"She gave him, rather than me, the computer to fix. He found them of course. Turns out there was a virus on them." After Jack had viewed them, they were corrupted. It was a shame, he was proud of those videos.
She giggled, tears gathered at the corner of her eyes. "Like an STD!" She called out before resuming into laughter again.
"The computer was without protection too! I've never thought about it like that!" He laughed. She was funny as well, working with her should be as easy as breathing. He only heard about her from Jack and watched her videos. She was so much more wonderful in person.
"I see my two superstars are getting along splendidly." Jack walked over to stop in front of them. "Rose? Is he everything I said he would be?"
"Exceeds expectations Jack. He's wonderful!" She threw a wink at him. He ducked and blushed. And to think he called her demure before.
Jack rubbed his hands excitedly. "James I do hope you're up for this. It will be my best one yet!"
He rubbed the back of his head with his hand, throwing the other to rest behind Rose on the couch. "I'm ready, Jack." He look over at Rose. "I think it will be my best too." She blushed again, lowering her head and nibbling on that delicious bottom lip.
"Good!" He clapped his hands. "Let me get the scripts. We'll be doing a literally dry," he wagged his finger at them both, "run to find the best camera angles and so on. We'll be shooting at this same couch and the bedroom upstairs." With that, he dashed away.
Feeling bold, he stretched out his hand to take Rose's free one. She gently squeezed and smiled at him.
"So Rose," he rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand, "how did you get into the business?"
She looked at their hands and hummed thoughtfully. "I had to pay rent truthfully. Jack suggested it to me."
His eyebrows moved to his hairline. "You knew Jack?"
"Yeah. Met him at the shop where I worked, buying lingerie. Now I know why." She chuckled. "I haven't been in porn very long. Just made a year." She took her hand out of his and began tracing the lines of his palm, eyes focused on her task.
"Huh." He was surprised. "Could have sworn it was more judging by the quality of your videos." She was never with another person, she was a solo performer. Oh how he wanted to be her dildo in those videos.
She looked astonished at him and cocked her head to the side. "You've watched my videos?"
"I could lie and say it was purely research…" He drifted off. She blushed, she was doing an awful lot of that tonight.
"I've watched yours too." She admitted, biting her lip. He sat up straight. She saw him? "I can tell you have a long-lasting endurance and don't need the little blue pill to keep going."
"How do you know?" Viagra was common in the industry, he stayed away from it having no need. Plus he preferred an all-natural performance.
"It was part of Jack's sales pitch to get me to work with a partner. Said you were the best."
James felt honoured that one of the premier adult entertainment directors and producers said that about him. Jack had an unconventional style, opting for more legitimate storylines and romance in his films. He did the short intense bursts of hardcore sex a few times but those were more of testing the waters in that area before he stuck with his signature style.
"Well I'm quite chuffed to hear that," he said truthfully. He never evaluated his sexual skill or pay attention to any criticisms. He honestly loved what he did, but he was looking to retire soon. To hear he was excellent at what he did was more than enough for him to go in peace.
"You really are the best," said Rose, again with gnawing her lips and rosy cheeks. "How did you think I got aroused before shooting?"
His eyebrows shot up to his hairline. So she was attracted to him! That was good because he was insanely fascinated with her as well. This made his job so much easier now, he wouldn't have to deal with her faking his desirability with him and there was no problem from his end either. The chemistry between them would make this film explosive.
"You've rendered me speechless Rose Tyler." She really did.
"Liar." She gave him a tongue-touched grin. "You just said my name."
"Oh come tomorrow darling," he moved his hand to her cheek with his thumb pulling at the corner of her mouth, "you'll be moaning my name."
Shocking him, she pulled his finger into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip making his cock strain against his trousers. "I don't deny that," she moved closer to him, brushing her lips at the shell of his ear then whispered, "Doctor."
James' control (if he had any) snapped. He pulled her onto her lap and snogged her senseless, ruthlessly plunging his tongue into her mouth and stating his intent. Rose was not submissive in any way, she mirrored his fierce movements. She fixed her position, properly straddling him now. His erection was bumping at her centre, begging entrance to her sweet core through their denim prisons.
A loud clap startled them and made them separate their lips. Jack stood before them behind the coffee table, smirking like the cat that got the canary.
"Well, well, well. Isn't this just delightful!" He clapped again. Everyone was watching them now. "The chemistry between you two! I'm sweating already!" He fanned himself.
"Aren't you supposed to be doing something Jack?" James was miffed, he was enjoying the weight of Rose on him but unfortunately she slipped off his lap and back into her own seat.
"I was about to call you two but I saw you were getting along fabulously." He grinned like a loon at them. "Here are your scripts," he picked them off the table and handed them out. "Let's do this people!" He scurried off again.
James scanned through the script, making note of the positions they were required to do.
"Blimey. It's a good thing I was a gymnast then," Rose said, looking at the pictures of sex positions drawn by Jack.
"I'm sure we wouldn't disappoint." He grabbed her hand and squeezed, giving her a reassuring smile.
"Oh I know we won't," She said cheekily.
"I bet you a fiver I'll give you an orgasm dry humping through this script." He was feeling bold at this moment, must be the arousal coursing through him.
"Make it a tenner if I make you cum." Rose enticingly licked her lips.
He never had this much fun with a co-worker before, Rose was perfect. "Deal."
They sealed it with a peck of the lips.
