It happened... I have caught a cold. I'm always pretty whiny when I'm ill and then my writing becomes rather... fluffy. So, that's the excuse for the beginning :P
Hope you are ready for some foreplay ;)
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Rose glared at everyone and everything while walking through the crowds of giddy aliens. She felt all cranky, moody and sulky. All she wanted to do was to enjoy another fantasy... but the Doctor had other things in mind. After returning from the bathroom, suddenly dressed in an awful blue suit (where did he get that thing?!), he threw a yellow sun dress over to her, said to be ready in 5,8654 minutes (she needed eight for good measure) and dragged her over to the market place. Normally, she would enjoy looking at the different stalls and alien goods, but this time she could only think about what awaited her in the hotel room.
What would be next? Would she finally see the Doctor's bedroom? A quick shag in the shower? Would he screw her on the floor or would it rather be the classical sex on the beach?
Rose felt heat rising to her cheeks (and other places...) while she thought about the countless possibilities and her eyes searched automatically for the Doctor. A smile crept to her face when she found him negotiating with an Omoron about some part he needed for the TARDIS. Whatever it would be, it had to be fantastic!
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The Doctor shivered slightly when he felt her eyes upon him. For some time now, he had been able to sense Rose's presence... could feel her excitement, anger and joy. Sometimes he believed it had something to do with the Bad Wolf, a debris from the time vortex coursing through her body... building a connection between them so unique and incomparable like no other.
At other times, he thought it was just her, just Rose who was unique... who broke through the defences he built up to protect his soul, his hearts... like they were made of paper, like it was the most natural thing in the world for her. Then he allowed himself the luxury to think, she had been born for him and he for her... his ultimate companion. Still... she was human and he would outlive her by centuries.
Was becoming lovers worth the heartbreak, he would surely suffer if she ever left him? Would decades full of love and joy be worth centuries of loneliness and hurt?
He turned around. When their eyes met over the crowd and her face broke into a brilliant smile, he had his answer and returned the smile no less jubilant. Every second, minute, year, decade and century of sorrow would be worth a moment like this.
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Rose's heart thumbed wildly in her chest when the Doctor looked at her. There was something in his eyes, she didn't see before... it was like a veil fell down from them and revealed an emotion, he hid from her until now... an emotion she wouldn't dare to voice.
After swallowing hard at the thought (and having a more than naughty vision of them in the console room), she put another brilliant smile on her face and went over to him to show him a blue alien necklace, she just bought.
"Ah, Nerum glass... would be careful with that," he exclaimed after eyeing the jewel from all sides. "Like most ornaments on this planet, it has the power to strengthen telepathic abilities. It's like a multiplier of some sorts... shouldn't have much of an effect on humans, though. I, on the other hand... could...-" His voice suddenly trailed off and he got a dreamy look on his face. Noticing her curious gaze, he cleared his throat and continued, "Anyway! We should go back to the Spa. That lovely chap over there-" He pointed to the only grumpy looking Omoron in the whole place. "-said they got a special show every night."
Rose frowned at him. "What's so special about it, if they have it every day?"
"...Blimey, you really do ask the right questions all the time!" he answered, looking proudly at her.
When she directed her attention to the next stall, the Doctor quickly purchased a ring out of the same material as the necklace. It may have no effect on humans, but people with strong telepathic abilities like him would be able to sent snippets of thoughts and feelings to other beings without touching them. Though, that was only possible when they had no psychic barriers, of course. Like humans for example... humans like Rose...
The Doctor suddenly cackled with laughter and took the ring from the slightly startled alien.
Oh, he was going to have so much fun with this!
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It turned out that the show consisted of fireworks, dances and more alien alcohol, Rose ever saw before (and she has had her fair share when Jack was still travelling with them...). Feeling already slightly tipsy after three Violette drinks, she laughed heartedly and tried to drag the Doctor onto the dance floor.
"Come on! You didn't show me your moves in this body yet..." Rose breathed out, being suddenly more aroused then she should be when she looked into his chocolate brown eyes.
"Ah, you would love that, eh? Me showing you my moves..." he replied suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
Rose blushed from head to toe when another wave of desire shot through her and she suddenly imagined him pressing her against a wall. Being slightly shaky from the sudden sensations invading her body, she sat down again and fanned air to her hot face.
The Doctor, being the picture of oblivious concern, leaned over to her and put his cool hand on her forehead. She shuddered from the sudden contact... his hand felt much better on her heated skin than it should...
"Rose, are you alright? You look so hot..."
Her blush deepened at his choice of words and with a sudden jerk, Rose jumped up. "I'm going to the Ladies!" she yelled more than said and made her way through the dancing crowd.
The Doctor grinned to himself.
'Stage One, cleared!'
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With shaky hands, Rose opened the door and went over to the mirrors to take a glance at her slightly dishevelled reflection. What the hell was wrong with her?! She might have had a little too much to drink but that still shouldn't make her body react like that... well, not unless there was an aphrodisiac in the drinks. But the Doctor also drank them and looked totally normal... as well as the rest of the people. Their different physiology might make them react differently to it of course, but something like that was rather unlikely, wasn't it? Well, she sure wasn't able to ask the Doctor about it... Admitting, she had been highly aroused in public, while looking at him no less, would be too much of a humiliation for her.
Suddenly, another dose of extreme arousal rushed through her too hot body. She grabbed the sink for support when corresponding pictures to the feelings invaded her mind.
The Doctor and Rose were in the library, laying in front of the fireplace. He kissed every little part of her body and she moaned loudly when he reached the one place, where she wanted him to be. He did things with his tongue, she would never even dream to imagine and brought her to ecstasy in mere minutes. She breathed heavily when the Doctor crawled her body up again and she ran her fingers through his unbelievable great hair, while invading his cold mouth with her hot tongue.
Panting from the lack of oxygen, even his respiratory bypass system couldn't compensate, the Doctor looked deeply into her eyes and whispered, "Rose... that is only a small part of what I want to do to you."
When she awoke from her dream, or whatever it was she just experienced, Rose remembered his last words exactly and blushed furiously. Somehow, this very last sentence seemed more real than even the fantasy, she had in that strange machine...
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The Doctor was more than glad to sit on a table with a rather long tablecloth. He might have overdid the last vision a little... Now, even his body reacted to it and brought him into a rather delicate situation. It didn't matter though... he brought his message across and now it would only be a matter of time until Rose understood him completely. Sure, he could just talk with her about it but a foreplay like this was much more fun.
He fumbled with the ring on his finger when he saw her approaching, looking more than a little shaky and downright confused. The Doctor reached for her hand asked her what was wrong when she shuddered at the contact and blushed deeply. Grinning inwardly at her cuteness, he didn't notice before, he poured her another drink and watched astonished when she drowned it in one gulp.
The Doctor put the bottle away before Rose was able to drink any more. He intended this night to last as long as possible after all and couldn't possible take advantage of a drunk Rose... Feeling his erection softening a little, he asked her for a dance and grinned at her troubled expression.
Oh, they would have fun indeed...
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Next time, it's smut again :). And thank you very much for the reviews (guess I am a little faster with encouragements like that *hint* *hint*) ;)