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Chapter 49 - Gold Smoke
Rose and the Doctor danced and laughed for the next hour. Rose also danced with several other guests while the Doctor drank at the bar and watched her. He was sure her feet had to be about done. He hated her wearing heals, but loved how she looked in them. Her knickers in his pocket had been on his mind all night. She laughed at the self torture he was enduring. Howie had teased him about drinking with a lollipop in his mouth.
Jake came over and told him that the situation with the active shooter had reached an end. Jake and Shakes went with some Secret Service guys to help question the suspects. The Doctor was glad he wasn't asked to go. His temper had been worse than he could ever remember that night, he knew he had drank way too much of the damn whiskey. Plus, the matter remained of Rose's knickers that needed to be resolved. Even though the danger seemed to have passed, he still didn't trust the tux.
He looked at his watch, and decided they had time for one more dance before they needed to go upstairs. He walked over to the dance floor, and cut in with Rose dancing with some movie star, just as 'Electric Love' by BORNS started to play.
He was smiling like a loon at her. "This has been so much fun tonight. Let's finish this dance and then go upstairs. Would that be alright?"
Rose groaned. "We could leave now if you want. My feet are done." she confessed to him.
He took her hand and walked her off the dance floor. He tossed his hand up at Howie and Pete as they left the room. As soon as they got into the hallway, the Doctor stopped and took Rose's shoes off of her feet.
"I love how you look in them, but I really wish you wouldn't wear heals, dear. They are so bad for your feet." he complained.
He picked up her shoes, took her hand and walked with her back upstairs.
"Gosh, my feet agree with you." she giggled at him.
He turned back to her and smiled.
When they got back upstairs, Rose asked him, "Well, I thought Mum would be back with the children by now."
The Doctor opened the door to their room for her. "Nah, we have about 45 minutes to an hour before they show up. The movie is still going."
He closed the door behind them as they walked into the room.
"How do you know that?" Rose asked him.
"I'm a Time Lord! We've been dancing for an hour, the movie is 135 minutes. I'm thinking it might take 15 minutes to walk up here... well. Actually, you don't have to be a Time Lord to figure this out, Rose. It's simple maths." He told her as he took off his jacket and tie.
"Why are we back up here so early, then?" Rose asked him.
He smiled at her as he took her in his arms. "Oh, Rose. I'm going to have to teach you how to be a parent. Rule one is: Take time for yourself. I figured we come upstairs and get changed and relax before the children all come back."
She smiled at him. "That does make sense."
"Not to mention, I'm so done with this tux! I can't believe you made me wear this damn thing!" he fussed as he walked towards the bedroom, taking off the shirt and trousers. He was so animated about it that it Rose started laughing at him.
She walked into the bedroom and watched him throw the tux in the floor. He was standing next to the bed in just his t-shirt and pants. She leaned against the doorway and crossed her arms.
"There! Damn tux! I'm done with that, now! Ha!" he declared as he tossed it in the corner of the room.
"How much have you had to drink?" Rose laughed at him.
He looked up at her seriously and ran his hand through his hair. "Oh, I won't deny it. I need to sober up before the kids come back up here. That damn whiskey."
Rose walked over to him and took his hand. She could feel his extreme absentmindedness. It was worse than she had ever felt from him.
"You are properly drunk. I can feel it." she told him.
He put his hands on his hips. "Phhhh...You can't tell that. I used to be an empath, woman. I know when you are joshing me."
"Oh, believe me. I can." she assured him.
He collapsed on the bed and put his hands on his face. "The room is spinning, Rose. Will I never learn with that damn whiskey?"
"I think you must like it."
"It helps me relax. Lately, I feel tense all of the time. My muscles hurt in my entire body. Alcohol seems to help take that edge off. But, I really think that I'm more human than Time Lord with that. I've never experienced intoxication like this before."
"Are you alright? Why are so you so tense?" Rose asked him as she sat next to him on the bed.
He lay his arm on his face and sighed. "Maybe tense isn't the right word. I feel... I don't know. I don't know if there is a word. English is such a limited language, Rose."
"I'm confused. Are you alright with me?" Rose asked him.
He sprang up and took her face in his hands. "Sweetheart, don't ever worry about that. I love you more than I can even tell you. You mean more to me than anything. It's not anything going on with you. I swear. You believe me, right?"
Her look softened, "Of course I do. But you understand why I had to ask."
"Yeah, I do. Don't ever worry about that. Remember, I'm just a daft old man who's mouth gets away from him sometimes. Especially when I've been in that damn whiskey."
She smiled and turned her back to him. "Here, unzip this dress for me."
He raised up and unzipped her dress for her.
"We need to have a talk about this Nobel Prize thing, woman. What in the hell? A paper?"
Rose laughed at him as she removed her dress and climbed into the bed on top of him. He raised up and unfastened her bra as he ran his hands down her nude body.
"If I tell you about that now, are you going to remember it later?" she teased him.
He laughed at her. "Yeah, you're right. Story for a more sober moment."
She leaned down to kiss him. "I promise I will explain."
He kissed her passionately. He rolled her over and lay on top of her. He remembered when they had first made love and he could feel what she was feeling. He missed it so much his heart began to ache. He raised up and looked at her. "I hate that I can't feel your emotions anymore."
And then Rose felt him become angry. He rolled back over on his back and rubbed his face.
"I hate this rubbish, human body! I hate that it will die and I'll have to leave you! Sweetheart, I can't leave you!"
Rose had never seen him like this. He looked like he was in so much pain. He just lay there beside her, rubbing his face.
She raised up, took his hands off of his face to see that he had tears in his eyes.
"Are you going to tell me what is wrong?" she asked him softly.
He looked at her and shook his head. "No." he told her seriously.
She had known something was wrong. Him saying no just confirmed it.
She rubbed his chest. "I love you so much. I don't want you to hurt. You look like you are in so much pain. I can feel how uncomfortable you are."
He looked away from her and rubbed his hand through his hair. She knew he had closed down. She wasn't getting any information out of him.
She continued. "Sweetheart, look at me." She put her hand on his cheek and forced him to look at her.
"I'm not going to push this. I know you are a very private person. But, know that you can talk to me about anything. I promise I won't see you any differently."
He had a tear roll out of his eye. He shook his head and looked back at the ceiling.
She wiped the tears from his eyes. He grabbed her hand and kissed it.
He spoke quietly to her. "You are the only relief I have. When I am with you, I'm so happy. You have made me so happy, Rose."
He rubbed his face and took a deep breath. "I'm so full of anger. About everything. This damn human body. I feel like a piece of it is dying every day. I'm so angry I couldn't do anything to prevent this war. I hate that you aren't safe. I hate that Genie had to suffer like she did. Like she will for her entire life after what she's been through. She reminds me so much of myself. No one should have to go through that. Especially someone so young."
"I feel like I'm on the edge of losing control. Like tonight with that playboy. I honestly wanted to hit him! Had you not taken me in the hall, I'm pretty sure I would have. I just don't understand what's wrong with me. I've never been this angry."
Rose continued to rub his chest. "I'm sure all of this with Genie has probably brought up some old feelings you thought you had buried."
He put his arm back across his eyes. "Oh, you have no idea. Things I would prefer to never think about again."
"Have you ever talked about your family, to anyone? You don't have to. I'm just curious." Rose asked him.
He shook his head without moving his hand from his eyes. "It's easier not to."
"I know. But, if you think it would make you feel better, you can always talk to me about that. Or anything. I promise I'll not bring it up again unless you do. Just like, whatever this is where you keep talking about dying. You already told me you wasn't. You did all of these tests."
Rose continued, "Having a human life is a lot shorter than a Time Lord life, I understand that. But, it's still longer than months that you thought you had before. I remember you telling me that you could do loads in just five minutes. Sweetheart, we have years. Let's not spoil them mourning your death while you still are around. Let's be happy. Happy as we can possibility be. We wasted years because we thought it was better we wasn't together. I don't know about you, but I don't intend to waste one more second. We robbed ourselves of time we could have been happy. I won't lose any more time. I love you more than I've ever even thought it was possible to love someone. I've been happier in the past few weeks than I've ever been in my entire life, and I know you have been to. I know you've been through hell, let me love you like...like you love me. Without end. For all of the time we have together. With no regrets."
He looked at her. She was right, and she had no idea how right she was. He was determined he couldn't tell her it was worse than she knew.
"I've been a right idiot. Sometimes I just talk absolute nonsense." he told her. He sat up and raised his hand to caress her cheek. "No regrets. Not one. For the rest of our lives together."
She agreed. "No regrets. Now, I wonder if you will remember this later?"
The tense mood lifted instantly. He signed loudly and rolled his eyes. He fell back in the bed, covered his eyes and laughed at her.
"Rose Tyler! Only you can make me laugh when I feel like this. Oh, woman how I love you!"
She giggled as leaned down and kissed him. He kissed her back with a renewed spirit. Determined to show her that he was really alright. He couldn't help how clumsy his mouth was with hers.
"You are so trashed, old man." Rose told him as she laughed.
"Yeah, I can tell. And Pete wants me to come drink some more after the children go to bed."
Rose laughed at him. "You might have to sleep where you fall if you do that."
He laughed at her. "Maybe so. Give me something wonderful to dream about as I sleep though."
Rose smiled as she took the hand he was caressing her face with into hers. She spread apart his fingers and put one into her mouth and sucked it. She ran her tongue around the end of his finger. It made his eyes roll back in his head. He could feel his pants had gotten uncomfortable as he had gotten hard almost instantly.
"Damn, how do you do that?" he exclaimed.
"See, you think you are the only one with little tricks. That's one of my best ones." she whispered at him. She moved to straddle him. She put both of her hands on the sides of his face and snogged him.
He moaned as she grabbed his lips with hers and sucked his bottom lip.
'How long do we have left before they are back?' Rose asked him.
'Long enough. Don't worry about that.'
'One day soon, I want another one of those Time Lord extra long love making sessions.'
He snapped his head back and looked at her.
He moaned, "Oh Rose. You might regret ever telling me that."
"Nope. I said, no regrets." she told him through a smile.
He smiled. "Right. No regrets."
He rolled her over and climbed on top of her as he began their kiss again. He ran his hand down to her small, furry patch of hair between her legs. He dipped a few of his fingers inside of her.
'You are so wet.' he told her.
'Well, someone stole my knickers tonight.'
'Oh, that's a shame. Who would do something like that?'
'Oh, he was a scoundrel. He really was.' she smiled under his kiss.
She pulled at the waistband of his pants and pulled him inside of her. He began twist his hips to create a circular motion that made her moan loudly.
'Yes, a scoundrel move. He had a similar technique.' Rose teased him.
He smiled above her kiss. 'He must have been a professional. Sounds like he knew what he was doing.'
'Well, it wasn't the first time I ran into him. It was just the first time he took me unaware.'
'Did you like it?'
'Oh, hell yeah.' Rose told him 'He always leaves me so satisfied. Like no one else ever has.'
He jerked his head back and looked at her. "Who else? What?"
She put both of her hands in his hair and pushed him back into their kiss. She continued to run her hands through his hair as he stroked inside of her.
'My god, you are so jealous!' Rose told him. 'Is this part of this anger thing?'
'I'm not thinking about it. I'm busy at the moment.'
'Yeah, you are. How many hands do you have?' he laughed at her question. He had been rubbing her breast with one hand while rubbing her clit as he stroked.
"I wake up with my sides hurting most days because of you, Rose Tyler. You are so preposterous." he laughed at her.
He began to kiss her again as he stroked slowly.
'Preposterous. What a word.' she teased him.
He gently pulled his face back so he could look at her. "You know what? I want to say something to you."
"Oh, okay. What are you on about?" Rose asked him. "Going to fuss at me for chatting so much in your head?"
"No, do it as much and as long as you can. I worry I might lose that. Invade my dreams as much as you want. I don't want to lose that." he told her seriously.
"I'd be happy to. Is that what you wanted to say? Drunken Time Lord?" she teased him.
He laughed with her. "No. I want to tell you how I feel about you. I've done the best job I can in English, but I want to tell you in my language. In Gallifreyan. I know you won't be able to understand it, but it will make me feel better. Would that be okay?"
She smiled at him and answered quietly, "Of course. Anytime you want to, love."
"Okay. Thank you." he said. She felt a wave of relief rush through him. She had no idea it meant that much to him.
He leaned back down to kiss her again and began to stroke inside of her again. He looked deep into her eyes and almost sung a strange language to her. She thought it sounded so beautiful. Some words he whispered in her ear, and others he spoke very plainly. He only stopped speaking the language when he would kiss her. He kissed her neck and chest, then worked his way back to her lips. The entire experience made her feel charged. As if he spoke energy into her skin. It gave her goosebumps and made her shiver.
He moaned as his satisfaction was met. He kissed her cheek and down to her neck. He raised up and looked into both of her eyes and laughed.
"Oh, I should have known that would done that to you. I'm sorry." He rolled back over on the bed, putting Rose on his chest. He pulled the duvet on the top of them and held Rose tightly. He rubbed her back as if he was trying to get her warm. She then felt like her entire body had fell asleep and was numb. Then she began to tingle, everywhere. It felt as if her hair was standing on end.
"What in the world did do to me?" she asked him.
He laughed under his breath. "I should have known better. I'm sorry. You'll be alright. Don't worry. It will pass in just a few minutes." he told her as he continued to rub her back.
"That was one of the weirdest things I've ever experienced." she smiled. Really unsure of what had happened.
He continued to laugh at her. "I need to stay away from that damn whiskey. Don't let me do that to you again when I've been drinking, Rose. Trust me."
Rose was so confused. She started to raise up to look at him and he grabbed her and forced her to lay back down.
"Oh no. No, no. Lay down a minute. I don't want you to pass out. You're okay. Just lay here. You'll be alright in a minute. I really shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry, Rose." he continued to laugh.
She nearly blacked out as she had tried to sit up. He held her tightly and continued to rub her back.
"Are you alright? Talk to me, Rose." he demanded.
"What in the hell?" she asked him.
He raised up on his elbow so he could look into her eyes again.
"Okay, good. Close your eyes and take a really deep breath. I'll do it with you. Okay?"
Rose was so confused, but she did as he asked. She opened her eyes as she exhaled. A cloud of yellow and gold came out of her mouth. Her eyes got huge. He saw her reaction and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, thank goodness for that. Seriously, Rose. Don't let me ever do that again when I've been drinking."
"What did you even do?" she threw her hands up.
"Something I shouldn't have done. I lost control. I should have known better. Come on, let's take a quick shower. We still have a few minutes."
She still lay in the bed looking at him. He stood up and looked down at her. He started laughing at the look on her face.
"Really, Rose. You're alright. I promise. Come on. Let's go take a shower."
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