Theater Six: Adult Themes!

Sex

"Of course I think it about; only in as much as it flits across my mind from time to time. I am a man after all."

"You're not a man, Doctor. You're a Time Lord. I wonder if that means you think about it more than the average human male or less."

"Rose, this isn't a proper topic of conversation."

"Good! Proper makes me itch."

"I'm warning you, Young Lady."

"Getting steamed up, are ya?"

"Not a bit. But if I were, you'd be the one to do it."

"So you think about it and me?"

"From time to time."

Graphic

It was strange to see Rose so suddenly demure; hiding all but her eyes behind the lone sheet still remaining on the bed. Though he couldn't see it, he was sure her tongue protruding ever so slightly through her teeth. Only moments before, she was so fierce, so aggressive; almost feral. She directed him, making sure that her pleasure was as exquisite as she was making his.

He rolled on his side flashing a satisfied smile. "My Rose," he said. "Forever."

Her eyes twinkled contentedly and she dropped the sheet, exposing her own dreamy grin. "My Doctor," she replied. "Always."

Violence

"Blimey!" the Doctor exclaimed, rubbing his arm. "What was that for?"

Rose stood before him, arms folded, her grey hoody hanging loosely around her shoulders. She punched his arm again, a little harder for effect.

"Ouch! What did I do?" he said, taking a couple of steps back.

"That was for leaving without telling me?" she finally replied.

"You were sleeping; quite beautifully I might add," the time lord said in his defense. "I wouldn't wake such fascinating creature when so blissfully at rest."

His blonde companion, now so much more, couldn't hold her tiff and jumped into his arms.

Language

It was over chips, on a sunny day at Dunkirk, where Rose asked: "Have you ever been to a planet where the TARDIS was unable to translate the local language?"

"Rose, we're visiting the site of one the greatest wartime rescues in history and that's what you're thinking about?"

"I was just thinking how much more impressive you'd be if you stopped an interspecies war by waving your hands, grunting, and dancing in a circle in nothing but your knickers."

"That would impress you?" he asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

"Nah," she replied. "But it would be quite a laugh, yeah?"

Drugs

Rose watched from the jumpseat as the Doctor adjusted the TARDIS console.

"Doctor," she asked, bored by the time lord's tinkering. "Do you know what they say about green M&Ms?"

"Have to know what an M&M is before postulating on the significance of the green ones.

"You don't-never mind. The point is that the green ones are supposed to be an aphrodisiac."

"Yes, and...?"

"Would you like one?"

"Rather busy at the moment Rose."

"I've already eaten most of them. The rumors must be true. I'm feeling rather randy."

"I'm sure that has nothing to do with M&Ms, My Love."