The Doctor can't help but notice Rose's wardrobe malfunction, and steps in to help out.
For a prompt from dwsmutfest, over on Tumblr: wardrobe malfunction.
I'm afraid, it never really got smutty, and I didn't manage to keep it to the 69 words preferred for the dwsmutfest quickies. But, I did keep it to 100 words, and you just have to imagine that this was just a bit of foreplay that developed into some very hot sexy-times for the two lovely idiots.
Untitled 47
The Doctor's jaw dropped as Rose strolled into the console room. It wasn't just her tiny bikini top that had him looking… weeell, trying not to look, to be honest. He tugged his ear. "Erm… your beach bag… seems to have untied your, erm…" He gestured to the dangling ribbon and the scrap of fabric that once covered Rose's breast.
Rose's face flushed as she fumbled to reposition the garment.
"Don't!" Bravely stepping forward, he peeled the fabric completely away, replacing it with his hands. "This alright?"
"Yeah," she breathed, offering a shy, tongue-touched smile. "S'pose the beach can wait."
