Rated M...there be kink here.
11
Variations in Time and Space
You First
"Man your age should know better."
"I'll last longer, you may be faster in the short term, once in a while, but you'll always wear out first, no matter what activity it is. Your human body is just inferior to my vastly more evolved one, that's all. Your species is very young, you haven't had time to develop the kind of endurance that mine can bring to bear." He was very condescending this go, she thought. She hadn't even turned around before she started to giggle at him. Of course, she grinned to herself, she hadn't turned around yet, so he had no clue just exactly who she was or he'd have known better than to toss a challenge out like that.
"Why are you laughing at me? I said nothing even remotely funny. In fact, I can prove it...pick any physically taxing activity...and I'll wear you out in an hour or less, trying to keep up with me." He paused, "What are you writing...oh. Why a note? Could have just said so. Oi, insult in writing, is it?" Now he sounded grumpy.
"The one I have in mind is highly interactive. I very much doubt you'll be any good at it."
He growled, "I'll have you know I don't lose challenges of this nature. Last chance to back out, young woman."
The giggles turned into outright laughter at that point, since she hadn't thought it was going to be this easy. Dug his own hole for himself, then, hadn't he?
"What the devil is so funny?" He sounded confused, frowning at the familiar sound of it, then looked down, startled. She'd taken his hand, still without turning around, ran her thumb over the back of it and then turned just enough to look over her shoulder at him. He knew that from the shift in her stance.
"Challenge accepted, Doctor." He heard her say, her voice altering to one he knew as her giggles calmed. He swallowed hard, tears prickling at his eyes as his head shot up and they locked onto that gloriously cheeky smile.
"Rose." The Thirteenth Doctor stared in disbelief. "Sneaky, too."
"I've already dropped my bags off at the TARDIS and made her swear not to take you anywhere without me, ever again." There were shadows in her eyes, now, that hadn't been there before. "I, um...outlived him by a few centuries. And there's a different species doing the Time Herding thing, s'what they call it. Figure it fits well enough. Acts like a herd of cat-nipped cats often enough. Or a stampede of chickens...going every which-a-way."
He huffed a laugh, nodding and tugging her back a bit, to stand next to him. He didn't even mind the way she ran her arm around his waist and snugged herself up against his side. Indeed, he ran his hand across her shoulders and down her back, then grasped her far hip and brought her closer. She was Rose, after all. The impossible thing that broke all the rules and kept coming back to him. With that thought he brought his other arm into play, turning a bit to bring her into a full embrace. "Rose." That time he sounded choked.
"My Doctor." She paused, "My Doctor who is so going to come first, you've never managed to make me go without asking first and you know it. I'm gonna make you scream. Been way too long since I heard you yell and watched you when it hit you."
He swallowed hard, his trousers having grown tight, his testicles were tingling and he knew there was no way he'd back out now. She still wanted him, that was obvious. She was a strange one, he knew, as much as he adored her. She'd fallen first for Ten, with that daft face he'd had then and those huge ears, yes...and fallen hard. This granddad looking one didn't slow her down at all.
"You'd be out of practice."
"My species evolved around this activity, Doctor."
"Yes."
The smile she wore now was absolutely filthy as she tugged him toward the TARDIS, her hips swaying in an exaggerated motion that caught and held attention under the fine fabric of her period wear. That reminded him that she'd said she'd already been by the TARDIS...and the wardrobe room, apparently. "You have anyone with you?"
"Not at the moment."
"Ah, then there's no reason not to get right to it as soon as the door closes behind us, is there? Gotta love the railing you have now, but I did ask for a slightly larger console."
"Whatever for?"
"I needed a clear spot with grips...for bending over and holding on purposes." She told him bluntly as she unlocked the door. "Grown with your strength in mind." She closed the door behind them, locked it, then unzipped the front of her pale pink satin day dress...except for a very lacy set of sexy underthings, she was bare, the bra was a cupless thing, supporting her breast and offering them like ripened fruit presented on a froth of lace, to his eyes and touch. She had no knickers at all, just a garterbelt to hold up the tops of those white fishnet stockings. She was delightfully exposed...she'd shaved herself too and this realization made his gut clench.
"You shaved." His nostrils flared as the moisture in her slot glistened at him, the smell of her arousal strong in the air now. His mouth watered at the sight.
"Strip." She told him, even as she circled behind him and her hands took hold of his fly from behind, opening his trousers and reaching in to claim his rock-hard erection...she'd learned a few naughty things from her part human husband...that thought had her mouth brushing his left shoulder, whispering it to him under her breath, smiling as he froze in shock, realizing he was claiming him...and he had no desire at all to resist. "Boots first, Doctor." She told him, squatting to pull his breeches down, pants with them, as he bent forward to reach his laces.
"You first, Doctor." Was all the warning he got.
He froze again when he first heard his sonic and then felt it deep-cleaning his rectum, breath catching...surely she wasn't going to...yes, he felt her teeth lightly score his bum a few times, causing him to shift his weight to lean away from her teeth without tipping over. This caused him to spread his legs enough for her hot little tongue lick deep inside his crack, her hands parting him as she began to lap skillfully at his anus. He moaned, she had not known about the effect this act had on him before and he wanted to curse and cheer his metacrisis a the same time. She ate him out with a talented mouth and a skill level that had him crying out his enjoyment in seconds...nor did she slow or stop. Finally he simply grabbed his ankles and tried to maintain his position as she roused his lusts beyond his ability to contain them, then, a few...too few...moments later, he opened his mouth in anticipation and caught some of the semen he shot against his belly as it dripped onto his chin.
A moment later she was working her fingers into him, stretch him just enough to get a plug seated. Then she settled back on her heels. "Told you so."
He was panting so hard he sounded like a steam engine...but he finally managed to get undressed the rest of the way, turning to see Rose watching him, her fingers stroking herself while the other hand plucked at her nipples. "So you did." He moaned every time he moved, the plug was vibrating and pleasure was already building again. He pressed her against the railing behind her, grasped her wrists in one large hand and raised them over her head, pulled one nipple into his mouth and slid the fingers of his other hand into her smooth-shaven, wet snatch. He explored her slot, finding and stroking her clit until she humped his hand, swapping back and forth between her nipples, suckling her breasts and rubbing her swollen nerve center. It didn't take long but it didn't really count since he came when she did, just from touching her. He felt like a twenty-year old idiot, he came so fast when she stroked him. Twice. In a row.
That was when she took the plug out and tossed it into a waiting bucket.
"Now that you've gotten rid of the excess...where's your bed? I want to be horizontal, I want to take our time and feel your arms around me."
He didn't answer in words, instead he simply sent the ship into the vortex, then picked her up, placed her over one shoulder and carried her off down the corridor, grinning at her giggles.
~TBC~
