The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS and looked back at her concerned. "That was a pretty rough ride! Hope it didn't hurt you too mu-" the Doctor stopped dead as he turned around. There in front of him, stepping out of a grey SUV, was Rose. Was this real? If it was, the TARDIS had certainly set herself a new record for precision.
Rose stood there, just staring. This was impossible, wasn't it? Was he really here? Had he found a way or had she simply gone mad? It was then that she realized she was moving towards him, and he toward her.
He was standing right in front of her. All those months, all that grief, and here they were. Rose was looking up at him, eyes wide and unsure and brimming with tears. The Doctor reached up and gently cupped her cheek. He did it as much to assure himself of this reality as he did to assure her.
Rose felt the Doctors cool hand on her face. This was real! Or real enough for her anyway. Tears started to fall from her eyes as she reached up and put her hand over his. Hundreds of thousands of unspoken words passed between their eyes in the short moment before his lips crashed down on hers kissing her desperately, and she returned the kiss with equal vigor.
He kissed her like a starving man. Swirling his tongue with hers, melting into her. He ran his tongue over the roof of her mouth and her teeth, tasting every inch, re-committing every sensation to memory. He pulled her body close to his, as close as he possibly could. "Rose," he moaned into her mouth.
Rose wound her hands through his hair. Oh, how she missed that messy hair of his. And his tongue was doing such amazing things inside her mouth. Oh, god, that tongue! And - Oh! - her imagination was not this good! He was pulling her body to his, but she pressed up even closer, pulling him down to her in turn. "Doctor," she gasped as he moved to her cheek, neck, and back up again. "I missed you so much!" she was crying. So many emotions were overwhelming her. Love, sadness, relief, joy, and so many more that were undefinable.
"I missed you too!" he said pulling away enough to look her in the eyes. He kissed her again, lighter, gentler this time, and rested his forehead against hers. "Oh, god, I missed you so much!" his voice broke with emotion and tears were falling from his face as well now. They kissed again. Slowly and tenderly. Oh, how he loved this woman. "Oh!" he said suddenly remembering. Rose looked at him confused. The Doctor stood back at arms length and it took all his strength to stand so far from her. "There was something I meant to tell you," he said jovially.
"What?"
The Doctor held her by the shoulders, expression turning serious. He looked deep into her eyes and let go of all restraints, showing all his emotion plainly on his face. "Rose Tyler..." She looked up at him, anticipating. "I love you!" And she was beaming now, tears of joy welling up in her eyes. "I am so in love with you!" he continued. "Madly, powerfully, painfully, heartsbreakingly, crazy in love!"
Rose was so happy, full to bursting with joy beyond any she had ever known, when their lips met again passionately. "How did you get here?" she asked when they broke apart. Who cares?!, screamed a voice in her head. He's here! Keep kissing him!
"The Face of Boe helped me out."
"Oh." They were silent for a moment as they stood there, him resting his forehead against hers. "I thought I'd never see you again!" she, said starting to cry again.
"Me too," he said sadly. "The thought terrified me. I would have searched for eternity if I had to. If it meant getting you back, I'd have done anything."
"I was looking too," Rose said. "I learned a lot about quantum physics," she said with a smile.
The Doctor smiled back. "My Rose is so clever."
Rose smiled brightly, then her face became emotional again and she hugged him tightly. "I love you."
He buried his face in her hair, breathing her in. God, how he'd missed her scent. He held her tight and felt something warm against his chest. "What's that?" he asked pulling away.
"Oh," she smiled and reached into her shirt, pulling out a key on a chain.
"You kept it," he was touched.
"Of course," she said smiling. "It was all I had of you."
He smiled. "The TARDIS missed you too, you know."
"Oh, and I missed her!" said Rose smiling at the ship.
The Doctor stood back motioning for her to step inside. Rose smiled at him and made her way toward the ship she'd called home for two and a half years. Inside was darker than usual and the gentle hum she remembered so well wasn't there. "Is she alright?" asked Rose.
"She will be. She's just a bit burnt out. It was a rough trip," he said going to the console. He knelt down and opened the bottom panel. The Super Cell was fried. It was no longer a light frosty purple, but a cloudy grey with black char marks all over and a light smoke coming off it. It was only usable once. The Doctor had expected as much. "And this," he said reaching for it with a cloth to protect his hand. He took it out, showing it to Rose. "This is what got me here."
"What is it?"
"I'm not sure myself," he said. "But it's busted now. One-way ticket.", he tossed it up in the air and caught it again, setting it down on the console.
Rose ran her hand along the console, stroking it. She'd often made fun of him for stroking the TARDIS, but she really did love this ship. Perhaps it sounded odd, but this ship was like a sister to her. She'd grown such a kinship with the TARDIS over her time in it's walls. She looked up at the Doctor to find him staring at her intensely.
"I really did miss you," he said. He still felt he hadn't conveyed the painful extent to which he'd needed her.
"Missed you too." No matter how much she said it, she didn't think he could ever know how much she meant it.
He leaned down slowly and she came up to meet him, catching each other's lips in a slow lingering kiss. Their mouths opened wider, tongues delving deeper, with each movement of their lips. The Doctor took Rose by the waist with one hand and pulled her to him placing the other one on her back and gliding it up into her hair as she wound her arms around his neck. He kissed down her neck and then back up to nibble lightly on her earlobe.
Oh, how Rose had missed this. His lips on her felt so good, like a rainstorm after a long drought. She slipped her hands under his long coat, trying to push it off. Getting the message, the Doctor brought his arms back, not breaking the kiss, and let the coat fall off him and onto the floor. He immediately wrapped his arms back around her and tried to walk her backwards towards the bedroom without bringing their mouths apart. Then, finding it hard not to trip over her feet, he gave up and broke the kiss, taking her by the hand and running to the bedroom.
As soon as they were through the door they were kissing again, desperate and hungry. Rose grabbed the Doctor's face in her hands and pulled him to her. He gladly obliged, winding his tongue with hers as she wound her hands in his hair, massaging his scalp. God, but he loved that! She sucked softly on his tongue and his hands moved lower, down to her bum, pulling her into him. She could feel his growing hardness pressing on her belly through his trousers. She kicked off her heels and hopped up wrapping her legs around his narrow waist, feeling the pressure of his bulge where she needed it. He held her up by her backside and they tumbled backwards onto the bed.
The Doctor propped himself up, hovering over her and falling into her eyes. He still needed to reassure himself that she was really here. "Rose," he said brushing the hair from her face.
Rose reached up and gently lay her hand on his face. "Tell me this is real," she said, her voice breaking a bit at the words.
"I'm real if you are," he said teasingly. He needed to know the same thing.
The non-committal answer was so him, and that was enough to convince her. She pulled him down by his tie for another passion filled kiss. She'd been so long without him, thinking she'd never see him again. And now, here she was, lying beneath him. She could feel his double heartbeat on her chest as he thrust his tongue in her mouth, rocking his hips against hers, creating friction and making the heat pool between her thighs.
He kissed and licked a hungry trail down her neck and to her collarbone where he ran into the dark pink fabric of her button up shirt. He tore off the shirt and navy blue blazer and descended upon her breasts, snaking his arms under her back and trying to unhook her bra. Oh, the taste of her! Just like he remembered. Salty with sweat on the surface and that sweet and spicy flavor that was so distinctly Rose.
He'd torn the buttons off her shirt and jacket, but she didn't notice or care. Rose slid her hands up his back, painfully aware of how many clothes he was wearing. Too many. She worked her hands between them, returning the favor and ripping the one button that was keeping his pinstriped jacket closed. She slid it off and he cooperated pulling his arms back and sliding them out of the sleeves.
The Doctor quickly returned his hands to his task and removed her bra. He stopped for a moment, simply admiring her perfect breasts. Then he dipped his head down, capturing her left nipple in his mouth, flicking it with his tongue and tugging at it lightly with his teeth, eliciting a small cry from Rose. Such a beautiful sound. He thought he'd never hear her cries of pleasure again. He cupped her other breast in his hand, rubbing his thumb lightly over her nipple in little circles, feeling it harden under his touch.
Such simple touches, and they were driving her crazy. She felt the Doctor run his hand down her side toward the waist of her navy blue pants. Oh, no. She wasn't losing any more clothing until he did. Rose deftly flipped him over, straddling his lap. He chuckled, and his husky voice sent a shiver of pure lust up her spine. She lent down and kissed him deeply, feeling tips of her breasts rub against the fabric of his shirt. She placed soft kisses along his jaw line, untiing his tie, until she reached his neck. She never could figure out why she found his neck so erotic. Such a plain body part on any other man, but his neck drove her wild. Rose unbuttoned his shirt as she kissed and sucked along his neck, making him moan. A sound that drew incredible reactions from her body. She reached his adam's apple and licked straight over it up to his chin where she place a small kiss, causing him to make a surprised sound. His shirt was open now and she kissed down his chest licking one of his nipples and catching it between her teeth, making him hiss through clenched teeth. She pulled away blowing lightly on the wet nub before giving the other the same treatment.
The Doctor moaned and pulled her head up for another kiss, turning them over so he was on top of her again. He trailed wet kisses down her chest mimicking her actions on her nipples. She moaned arching her breast into his mouth and he slid his hand, feather light, down her side causing her to shiver. He placed a light trail of kisses down her abdomen until he reached her waist where he quickly undid her trousers and peeled them off along with her knickers.
She watched him through heavy, lust filled eyes as he brought her left leg up and kissed her ankle, moving down her leg and up her thigh to where she desperately needed him.
She was wet and ready for him and he felt his cock twitch at the sight of her, straining painfully against the fabric his trousers. Still, he wanted to bring her to the brink before satisfying his own needs. He ran his tongue along her opening prompting a beautiful sound from Rose that was somewhere between a squeal and a moan. He covered her clit with his mouth swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub.
Rose cried out and gripped the bed sheets as he slid one long finger into her while he worked magic with his tongue on her most sensitive area. "Doctor!" she cried when he added another finger, twisting them inside her just right and hitting that spot only he could.
Her cries were driving him mad. He removed his fingers and she whimpered at the loss until he moved his mouth down and delved his tongue between her folds. She cried out, throwing her head back and he moved his hand to rub at her clit with his thumb. She rewarded him with the constant moan of his name between cries of pleasure.
She could feel her climax building. One talented move of his tongue and she was toppling over the edge. "Ah! DOCTOR!"
Rose shuddered as she came, her juices flowing into his mouth. He lapped them up, relishing in the taste of her. She pulled him up to her for another deep kiss. She could taste herself on him as their tongues intertwined. She slipped the open shirt off his arms and flipped him over, taking control again. She kissed down his torso, stopping to lick around his navel before following the sparse path of hair down toward where he needed her to be. She traced the line of his waistband with her tongue and she felt him shiver as he moaned. She really thought his moans were the most beautiful sound in the universe. She undid his trousers and pulled them down along with his black boxer-briefs.
The Doctor moaned with relief when she freed his erection, gasping when the cold air hit it. Then she was running her hands up his legs, placing little kisses on his thighs. So close, yet so far from where he wanted her.
She ran her hand up his shaft and he bucked involuntarily into her hand as she wrapped it around his thick, throbbing cock. She felt the oh so right double pulse beneath the silky soft skin stretched over the rock hard organ. The head was already leaking a small bead of pre-cum and she dipped her head down, licking it off. The Doctor gasped and cried out when he felt her tongue on him. Rose smiled and placed a loving kiss on the tip before taking him into her mouth. She loved the feel of him in her mouth. Loved the double pulse beat on her tongue, the look on his face and the helpless noises he made. That she could reduce the most powerful man in the universe to a trembling mess, that he let her do this, and knowing that this was a side he showed only to her, made her feel special.
The Doctor moaned. Oh, she was good at this! His hand wound it's way through Rose's hair as she bobbed her head up and down, taking him into her mouth as much as she could, working magic with her tongue, swirling it at the tip and coming back down. He had long since lost control. He was completely at her mercy. He wouldn't be able to hold on much longer if she kept this up. "Rose, please! I'm gonna come!"
She made an "Mmm" sound against his cock and the resulting vibration sent him over the edge. He came into her mouth, throwing his head back and screaming her name. "ROSE!"
Rose swallowed him hungrily as he came down her throat. She let him fall from her mouth with a little 'pop' and crawled seductively back up his body catching his panting mouth in a deep, hot kiss.
He could taste himself on her tongue as her lips worked on his and their tongues danced against each other. It turned him on so much. He slid his hands down her body, cupping her arse with one and running the other up her back as he turned them over. He looked down at her beautiful face. Cheeks flushed, hair fanned across the pillow, chest heaving, and eyes full of complete trust and the purest love. No one else in all of time and space could make him feel the way she did. He kissed her sweetly on the forehead and then the mouth before laying his forehead on hers. "I love you," he said.
Rose felt her heart well up at hearing those words from his lips again. She would never get tired of hearing that. "I love you too." She would never get tired of saying it either. She kissed him again, deep and passionate, pouring her soul into him. God, how had she lasted four months without his kisses? His hand moved to her breast, massaging it and rolling his thumb and forefinger around the nipple. No longer was she satisfied and sated. She shivered needing more. Needing to feel him inside her. She reached between them pulling his cock to rest between their bellies. He moaned into her mouth as she began rubbing it, quickly making him hard again.
He kissed along her collarbone and licked a line up her neck. She gave a little cry of pleasure. He knew she loved his tongue. Frankly, he did too. It was so very sensitive. He loved this body in general. Every single one of his senses (except sight) was heightened tenfold. Like all his nerves were just below the surface, trying to get out. Touch, taste, smell, psychic sense. He felt them all on a level he hadn't known possible before this body. It also made him very easily aroused, which he was very grateful for at the moment. Her hand on him made fire flow through his veins and he bucked against her, pressing himself into her soft touch. Before long he was hard again. He needed to be inside her, to feel her wet heat enveloping him. He moved back to hover over her entrance and kiss her again, hard, as he slid into her.
Rose cried out as she felt him enter her. Oh, how she'd missed this. He slid out of her almost completely and thrust back in, sheathing himself to the hilt. It sent shivers through her whole body, and her hips rose to meet his movements as he thrust in and out of her.
They rocked against each other. Slowly at first, but quickly speeding up. Her cries driving him forward as he buried himself in her, tearing guttural moans from his throat. God, she felt so good! Hot, wet, and tight around him as he slammed into her over and over. He was losing himself in her and loving it, knowing it as home.
Rose was blinded with pleasure, she was screaming, but she couldn't hear it. She couldn't even feel her body anymore. All she was was an existence of pure pleasure, lost to him as their souls and minds melted together. And he was in her mind, or she was in his, maybe both. She felt the pain, the loneliness and desperation he'd felt in her absence. The helplessness of thinking he'd never see her again and how much he'd hated himself in the moment he failed to tell her he loved her.
The Doctor was in her mind. This usually happened when they made love. Their bond was so strong. He felt the loneliness and sadness she'd felt while she was here without him. He saw the days after her arrival when she wouldn't get out of bed, lost in her memories of him. He felt the emptiness she felt when he'd faded away that day on the beach. And he was so, so sorry for causing her such pain. He sent those thoughts of apology to her and felt her forgiveness flowing back to him.
Tears flowed down her cheeks as the sadness broke into relief and back into pleasure. Her body was rocketing to ecstasy as he moved within her and she raked her hands down his back, pulling him into her and begging him to move faster, deeper, harder.
The Doctor complied with her pleas. Pounding into her, pulling her closer and angling himself just so. Hitting that spot that always drove her mad. He felt himself falling, so close to climax. He kissed her hard, his tongue mimicking the movements of his cock, thrusting into her mouth and entangling with hers.
Rose was so close. She was fumbling toward ecstasy and he was leading her there. She tore her mouth from his, screaming as her orgasm rocked through her, raking her nails down his back, and trembling violently.
He felt her walls tighten around him sending him over the edge, falling with her as he came hard. He exploded inside of her, screaming her name to the heavens. He fell, exhausted and sated, against her. "Rose", he whispered it like a prayer as he rested his head on her breast.
Her hand found his head, stroking his hair softly as she trembled in the aftershocks of her orgasm. They lay there for a while, spent, not wanting to break the intimate contact. Rose kissed the top of his head gently and he looked up smiling and meeting her lips with his in a soft, sweet kiss.
The Doctor rolled over, taking Rose with him and she lay her head on his chest, tracing lazy circles with her fingers "Mmmm, I missed this," she said sleepily.
The Doctor smiled and pressed a kiss into her hair. "Mm, me too," he sighed, contented, as he rubbed the backs of his fingers lightly up and down her arm.
They lay there for a few minutes until the Doctor heard an annoying ringing sound. "What's that?" he said, looking around for the source.
"Hm?" Rose lifted her head looking around, and then realization dawned on her. "Oh! My mobile!"
She jumped out of the bed and searched for her jacket. She found it and took the mobile out of her pocket. Thirteen missed calls?! "Oh no." she answered it. "Hello?" she said sheepishly.
"So did you find him or did he find you?" came Mickey's voice.
"What?!"
"Pete called and said you never showed up for your meeting," he explained. "He sent me to find you. Imagine my surprise when I find your car by the side of the road in front of a blue police box."
"I'm so sorry! I just saw him and...we got to talking..."
"Talking, right," he said with a chuckle.
"I forgot. I'm sorry," she said.
"Well get out here, yeah? The both of you. Pete said he can get you down to your hatch with a team by tomorrow," and he hung up.
The hatch! She'd forgotten about that too! She turned and sat back down on the bed with the Doctor. "Doctor," she started. "I forgot to tell you. I...found something."