The time arrived for everyone to gather in the rehearsal room for a last minute run through, any problems that needed to be ironed out amongst other things. Rose had said nothing to Jon while she was getting him ready, they had just talked about the play and his favourite lines and scenes. There was forty five minutes to the start and Jon insisted Rose came into his dressing room. He wanted to close the door but Rose opened again and he asked what was wrong.
"Nothing, it's just well, Mary mentioned that it wasn't a good idea for us to stay in the dressing rooms with the doors closed, she said it leads to gossip, so we had best just keep it open unless ." She trailed off, wondering if she was assuming to much. He saw her worried look.
"Rose, it's okay, there's nothing to gossip about yet. Let them, I don't mind, it's you I'm worried about. I don't want you to be uncomfortable if people try to guess if we're seeing each other or not. So, the door stays open and we let people see us together, that's if you want to be seen with me." He kissed her forehead, making sure they were out of sight and was just about to leave when he said, "Rose, wish me luck. Kiss me, properly this time."
"What about your make-up, I'll have to do it again," she smiled.
"Well be quick then, stop wasting time, come here" and took hold of her and kissed her, properly, leaving her breathless as he let her go.
She had to re-apply his make-up - fast while still recovering from the kiss. "That was some kiss," she said. Jon just grinned.
The performance was a success, Jon had several encores and it looked to Rose like he enjoyed every second of it. There was a lot of buzz backstage afterwards, drinks and nibbles were being served as everyone talked about it and the following night was going to be press night so she would have to stay out of any photos in case her mother saw them or she would be wanting all their autographs and asking how she got such a job. She would have to talk to Jon, explain why she had to stay out of the press but he probably didn't want it any more than she did. She wandered into his dressing room, he'd got changed and was trying to rub some make-up off, looking up and putting the pad down like he'd just been told off. She finished what he'd been doing and said he'd best go and sign autographs. He left to go face the army of fans who had been waiting patiently outside and she was just gathering her things when she was approached by Mark again but this time she was ready for him, not getting cornered and she admitted she was seeing Jon, well Mary had said don't keep any secrets.
"There's no point in asking me out, I'm already seeing someone so just leave me alone," she said as he asked her again. "I have to go, he's waiting for me."
"You mean Jon, I saw you leave with him yesterday. If you change your mind, let me know if you get tired of him, there's still three months to go," he said casually and walked off.
Rose thought "Then he wonders why I won't go out with him, he's a spoiled brat who thinks he can pick up anyone he wants, well he's out of luck this time," as she walked towards the stage door to see Jon just coming back in.
"Ready to go home? It should be clear outside in a few minutes but security will walk out with us, it's starting to rain, just for a change," he laughed.
He drove them back to Rose's flat and they both got out and Jon assumed he was going to be let in as she opened the door and she didn't tell him no. It was going to be a long three months so she was going to have to show some interest, but slowly, let things progress on a slow burner, not rush into things. After making some tea and some toast, Jon sat on the chair again. He had put the TV on, watching the news and Rose was getting tired and hoped he wasn't going to watch it all night or she was going to leave him to watch it. She needn't have worried as he drank the tea and finished off the toast, then got up and sat next to her on the sofa, putting his arm around her and leaned over to kiss her.
"Rose, you know it's press night tomorrow night? Well if you don't want to have your name in the papers, best leave separately. Get a taxi and I'll meet you here. They won't be backstage until after the performance but we'll just act normally. You okay with that?" he asked as he stroked her cheek.
"Yeah, seen a few press nights! They only come for the free drinks really," she joked, taking his hand and holding it. She knew enough to stay out of the way of any cameras in the vicinity of Jon for the evening. "I didn't get chance to tell you when you came off stage but I thought you were amazing tonight, you looked like you really were the king."
She kissed his cheek and untied his hair, fingering it and letting it hang loose over his face. He touched her cheek and leaned in to kiss her, softly at first then pressing harder. He broke away saying, "Rose, I really want to kiss you properly, just like earlier but for longer." He touched her lips lightly then pressed even deeper than before as she kissed him back.
Rose didn't know what else to do. She had to keep him interested in her but it was going to escalate very quickly if she wasn't careful. "Jon, can I ask you something?"
"You can ask me anything you want, Rose. Oh, I'm still going too fast for you aren't I? I'm sorry, I don't mean to it's just the kiss back in the theatre was the first proper one you gave me and I thought, well, thought we both were ready for a little more of the same, maybe even for longer periods but if you're not, that's fine, we can still take this slowly if you want, we have plenty of time. I just want to make you happy. I know you got a little nervous back there, someone warn you off?"
"Not warn as such, just friendly advice but there is one thing, one of the other actor's, well he's been here before and he asked me out, which I turned down but he's started asking me again and I don't want to give you the wrong idea, I don't like him but if he comes over and asks me again, which I've told him not to, I don't want you to think I'm even considering going out with him because I'm not. I told him I was going out with someone but he knew it was you because he saw us leaving the theatre together."
"Well, if he bothers you again, you just tell me, right?" He leaned to kiss her again, putting both his arms around her as she did the same and soon, their kisses were lasting longer and longer as Rose melted into his lips, her ideals of taking it slow fading fast but she was only trying to achieve her goal, keep him like this for a bit longer. He pushed her back onto the cushions and leaned down over her, the kisses intensifying. A million things were going through her mind, why he'd not done this while he was his old self being amongst them.
It was after one in the morning before he finally said he should really go, never even asking if he could stay. They arranged to meet for breakfast again and spend the morning together, Jon wanted to look round the different tourist attractions, saying not to worry about him being recognised and he was right because when she walked into the caf the next morning, she hardly recognised him herself. He was dressed in jeans, a hooded top and wore glasses reminiscent of the ones he wore when he wanted to look brainy in the Tardis though Rose sometimes thought he just put them out of habit. He waved to her and she went to join him.
He made a joke about it getting to be habit meeting there as they ordered breakfast, asking her where she wanted to go afterwards and joking again that Rose should have already have visited them since she lived there. She said she used to live in London but that didn't mean she had been to Buckingham Palace and Jon laughed. They walked around for a while, he was taking photos of a famous landmark and the exhibition they had gone in to see and it was lunchtime before they realised. After lunch, they made their way to the theatre, Rose getting Jon's hair washed before most of the others came in, not wetting his t-shirt this time and they went into his dressing room, Rose making sure the door was open again but before she knew it, he had closed it to, just enough for some privacy and they began kissing, Rose was running her fingers through his long hair as he pushed her up against the door, the kisses getting deeper until the door finally closed to.
Suddenly, Rose could feel someone was trying to open the door and when it didn't move, a knock came upon the door. Jon broke the kiss, took hold of her waist and moved her to one side, putting his finger on his lips to shush her and asked who it was and indicating to Rose to go stand by his dressing table with a brush in her hand. Rose had to suppress a giggle and Jon had a big grin on his face but dropped it when he opened the door to find the assistant director making his way in, first looking at Jon then at Rose, who by now was well out of Jon's reach and standing over her make-up basket on his dressing table.
When asked what was wrong with the door, Jon admitted he had inadvertently closed it whilst talking to Rose about his hair and make-up changes during the scenes, hoping it was a valid enough reason. It seemed to be.
"Yes, okay then Jon, it's easily done but we are introducing an open door policy on the principal actor's dressing rooms so perhaps you'll remember that. Rose, I'm glad you're already here, this applies to you as well."
Rose thought they were going to get a lecture about not sneaking in and out of the theatre together and definitely one on her being alone with him in his dressing room but it wasn't about that. Rose breathed a sigh of relief and was sure Jon was as well. The way he had grinned at them almost being caught kissing was just like old times when they had been caught on numerous occasion in places they shouldn't really have been and The Doctor had talked them out of it.
The assistant director went on about some changes they wanted to make before too many performances had been played and people came back to see it again, just a few subtle changes starting the following evening, not tonight with it being press night, obviously, he'd said.
Satisfied Rose and Jon were not hiding anything by looking at the two of them, he said he would see Jon on stage later and said goodbye to Rose but as he was going out, he turned around and said to Jon "Oh, and the next time you're talking to Rose, make it less obvious you weren't just talking and don't take as long answering the door. I really don't mind but don't make it a regular habit, try and keep it for outside the theatre." He smiled at Rose, who was turning red and made a point of closing the door to on his way out.
Rose started laughing, Jon asking what was so funny until he too smiled as he walked towards her. Rose was relieved she had not been told to keep her relationship out of the theatre altogether but they were going to have to be more careful but getting Jon to put that into practice was going to be another matter and she couldn't jeopardise her job. As she was thinking that, he began kissing her again and after, when they stopped for breath, he saw the worried look on her face.
"Aw Rose, we didn't actually get caught and if we do, so what? Don't worry, I won't let you lose your job over it, I'll take full responsibility for it, tell them I initiated it. Besides, if you promise to make it worth my while, I'll keep the kissing in the dressing room to a minimum if you let me come back to your place every night for more, although it's more exciting here, the risk of someone walking in and catching you, what do you think? Maybe you could just kiss me good luck before I go on stage then afterwards, then we can take it back to your place. Unless of course you want to stop altogether?"
Rose gave him her answer by grabbing hold of him and saying, "I'll show you what I think of that," as she began to show off her snogging skills, just a taster to tease him.
She let him go and said, "Does that answer your question?" she grinned, letting him go as he had a dazed look on his face which turned into a grin.
"Well, I guess it does and you can give me a lesson in snogging later," he smiled as he put his arms around her waist. "I have to get ready now, in case you've forgotten?" he smiled, kissing her forehead.
Press night was a complete success, the actors were being interviewed one by one, Rose keeping well out of sight when Jon was approached although he seemed quite at home answering their questions. After taking his make-up off in the communal dressing area, she tied his hair back and asked if there was anything else before she left, bring careful not to be alone with him while reporters were still around and as he had said no, she left him to go back to his dressing room, trying to suppress the urge to follow him but they had already agreed earlier he would go straight to her flat when he could get away. Rose braved the crowds outside and felt she should tell them he wouldn't be out to sign autographs tonight but there were notices posted by the stage door and security was around, they would escort him to his car. She rang for a taxi and hoped she wouldn't have long to wait so that he wouldn't come out at the same time.
Once she got back to her flat, she had a few minutes to stop and think just how she was going to avoid the ultimate question, that of him asking to stay the night. It wasn't that she hadn't spent lots of evenings in the Tardis with him, watching TV or reading or just being silly but it never got romantic, the most it got was a hug and a peck on the cheek goodnight. He said he didn't need to sleep as much as she did but what about now? Was he sleeping more like a Human? What if she let him stay? That would sooner or later lead to more than just sleeping, she might be able to hold him off for a few nights but how long would he be prepared to wait? She could tell him she was nervous about it, he might understand, take things easy but how to approach the subject without telling him it could never happen?
No matter how much she would want to give in, she knew she couldn't, even though he had told her before it all began that if it did, he would be alright with it. Well he might be, but how would she cope with it? Go back to pretending she didn't have feelings for him if they developed more? There had been plenty of times she wanted to kiss him but she had thought letting him be Human would make him realise but she had not reckoned on this happening so quickly. She had expected to go out with him yes but since working late there wasn't exactly a whole lot of time for going out.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the intercom on the front door and heard his voice when she answered. He greeted her with a kiss as she let him in and she asked him how the interviews had gone as he flopped down into the chair. She thought he looked tired, his Timelord physiology might give him boundless energy but as a Human, he had his limits. She made some tea and took it into him as he patted the chair for her to sit with him and as she joined him he leaned her back to kiss her again, then burying his head into her neck as he kissed it. Putting her arms around his neck, she asked if he was okay. He reached to pick up his drink as Rose did the same.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me. Wait until you see me all over the papers tomorrow Rose, it makes it all worthwhile. Then when they come in with all the cameras for the live broadcast, it's going to be screened all over the world, not just the audience in the theatre. Just think, all those people watching at the same time, wow!" He lifted his head to kiss her again and stopped.
Rose didn't know about the live broadcast, when was that happening? How was he going to explain going away now? To simply slip away from the theatre, announce he was going into something else but going global then disappearing? That was going to take some doing, even for the old him and the Tardis. There again, how had he managed to get himself established to start with? Just appear and everyone knows instantly who he is with a complete history? The Tardis must have gone back and planted it all to make it appear he had a real life but taking it away again, that was going to be something entirely different.
She had to admit she knew nothing about the broadcast, blame it on her holiday. "Oh, when's that going to happen? I don't remember hearing that, they must have come up with that while I was away. That's going to be exciting, have you ever done anything like that before?" she asked.
"Well, no actually but it will just be like playing to the normal audience, the cameras will be out of the way and we probably won't even notice. So, how did you not know it's going to be shown live, all over the world Rose? Oh, did they think you didn't need to know? Maybe they haven't told everyone yet then, best keep it quiet, sssh! I'll have to think of a way of keeping you quiet then, come here," he said as he leaned in to kiss her again, this time more deeply and he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
Rose was wondering when he'd learned to do that. Did he sneakily look up Human dating rituals before he changed? Either that or the Tardis did and planted it in him, she was a mischief!
Rose responded to him, reaching to put her tongue into his mouth as it got more intense. This was no different than snogging the boys at school, well when she found someone she actually fancied but suddenly, she felt his hand sneak up her back to her bra fastener and she clasp his hand and pulled it back around, she wasn't letting him get too far ahead of himself, she had to stretch these activities out, one thing at a time and it was going to be a few nights before she let him get that far.
He pulled his tongue out of her mouth and kissed her, then looked at her, pushing a strand of hair back. "Rose, what's wrong? Why did you stop me? I thought we might have moved on to this, you let me tongue you just now, don't you want more? Oh, I get it, taking it slowly aren't we and you're sticking to it? Right, slow it is, the slow path but to make it more fun, you can do anything you want to me, well, when I say anything, I mean there is a limit, well when I say limit, I mean 'The' limit actually, well, you know what I mean and since you don't seem to want to go there - yet, I can't see that 'The' limit applies."
Rose couldn't believe just how 'Doctorish' he was sounding just now and she adored it when he got all flustered and tried to worm out of what he had actually said. A few days into this 'Human' life and he had hardly changed, so much of the old him still existed. Still, it was better than having a complete stranger to deal with, at least there were familiar things about him and probably the Tardis had thought it best to keep it that way. Dealing with both their feelings was going to be bad enough so having one less thing to contend with was a good thing.
After considering for a few moments, kissing his neck to keep him interested while she did, she realised there were lots of things she could do to him to keep him from getting suspicious that she didn't actually want to go the whole way but how long could she keep him occupied? She would have to make some sacrifices. There was also the option of claiming it was getting late, which it was now, they had met later than last night with the press conference keeping him later at the theatre but that was a poor excuse since she didn't really have to get up early. That was one advantage of starting work in the afternoon but not tomorrow, Saturday there were two performances and they had to be there early.
While she was kissing his neck, he was trying to kiss hers further round and had put his hand on her bare back under her top and resting it on the fastener of her bra, just in case she changed her mind she supposed. Well he was going to have to wait for another night along with everything else but she supposed he would get frustrated if she left it too long. At least with a normal male she would know where she was but with him, well it was uncharted territory for him. If he had ever been Human before, he had not admitted it but he seemed to know that he could and may have considered it in the past.
The neck kissing got lower down on his part as he moved her top to kiss her shoulder, turning her slightly so she was against the chair arm, she could live with that, at least he wasn't asking any more questions so she did the same, moving on the cushion to get a better angle and daring to put her hand up the back of his t-shirt, which seemed to please him as he did the same to her, it was keeping him away from the destination he wanted to reach, judging by the way his fingers had now slipped under her bra fastener. She was debating to maybe just let him unfasten it as long as he didn't reach his actual goal and she kept her top on.
Sure enough, she felt him moving his fingers to try and fumble rather clumsily with the fastener, well he was definitely out of practice on that count, she'd had boyfriends who always got it first time without even looking in the past. Then he got the hang of it and the fastener came away, although give him his dues, he was doing it one handed, she had to give him points for that. Her bra came loose as his hand moved across her back, pulling it away, he'd moved his other hand so they were both on her back as he pulled her more on top of him as she moved her legs over so she was pressing against his chest, both his hands moving up and down her back, one getting dangerously close to her breast but it was still covered.
They kissed some more, she had managed somehow to get both her hands on his back, pulling his t-shirt up at the back, he'd noticed as he pulled her top up at the back, his hands now on her shoulder-blades as the kisses deepened and she pressed into his chest. He moved one hand and managed to pull his t-shirt up at the front then the moment she had dreaded as his hand wandered to try to pull her top up at the front but she only let him go so far as it wasn't above her waist as she moved one hand to stop him. He broke their kiss as he looked at her and grinned as if to say she couldn't blame him for trying, then he resumed his kiss and put his hand back with his other, pulling her even closer to him so she could feel her breasts pressing against him as they moved and her bra was getting looser, almost like he was doing it on purpose but her top was still covering her, maybe not for much longer though as the material was riding up and she instinctively shifted her position to make it go back down again only to have him move again so it was in danger of going up all the way.
The mood was intensifying even more as he moved her back so he could lean over her, one hand moving from her back as he put it on her bare tummy as somehow the material had ridden back up, sliding it up her top. She quickly grabbed his hand, stopping it just below her bra that had come loose, his hand tangled with hers as their kiss got deeper until his hand, being stronger, got from under her hand and felt under her loose bra and a quiver went through her as he touched her breast, just for a few moments, causing her to break the kiss. She smiled at him and fought his hand, moving it away as he grinned back at her.
"Aw, Rose, you're really a spoilsport, it was just getting to the good bit," he said, probably quite pleased he had managed to get this far on the first attempt and seemed quite satisfied, gingerly pulling her bra back down and touching her breast again, on purpose, Rose was thinking as she moved his hand again and pulled her t-shirt down, looking up at him and smiling.
"Yeah, well, that was quite a result for your first attempt although you struggled with the fastener, you out of practice?" she laughed, raising herself up slightly and brushing his hand away, which he put back where it had been previously and pulled her back into a kiss before she had chance to say anything else.
As she broke from the kiss, he moved his hand again, she thought he was going to try again and was about to tap it when he pulled his other hand away from her back and pulled his t-shirt from the back and lifted it over his head. Rose couldn't help but admire his bare chest with the smattering of hair and couldn't resist putting one hand on it, Jon took hold of her hand and pressed it into his chest as she moved her fingers, trying to resist against his other hand that was making another attempt to make its way up the front of her top as he widened the gap between them but she caught it just in time as a finger found its target and he grinned again.
"Okay, you win, for now. It's getting late, I should go. Do you want to meet for breakfast, then we can go straight to the theatre afterwards?" he asked as he put his t-shirt back on, just as Rose was admiring the view.
Rose had got up, reluctantly to let him put his t-shirt on but it was getting late and she would have to be working a double performance the next day. "They'll be starting to talk about us in the caf at this rate you know," she laughed, turning around and asking him to fasten her bra, which he did rather better than unfasten it now he could see what he was actually doing but not before he kissed her shoulder.
He turned her around and kissed her again. "This was a really pleasant experience Rose, sorry for it being so late when I got here. How about tomorrow night, no work on Sunday, perhaps we can go out for the day, if you want? Maybe tomorrow night, you'll let me stay a bit longer? Actually, since you have a spare room, I was wondering if you'd let me stay? I swear Rose, I wouldn't come into your room uninvited then on Sunday we could have breakfast here then go out. You can say no. I could help you pay some of the bills, help you sort things out. I could pay half the rent or all the rent, you've got an empty room and it will be much better than staying in a hotel for the rest of the time."
"I'll have to think about it, I'll let you know tomorrow. It's not that I don't trust you but I'm not used to sharing a flat with a bloke," she smiled. Actually, that was a bit of a lie but she couldn't let on about her real life. "Actually, the rent's paid but you could help me sort out the other bills when they arrive but the name needs changing on them and I'm useless with things like that. Let me sleep on it and I'll decide by morning."
"Okay, that's fair enough. I'll see you in the morning then. Hope the hotel hasn't locked all the doors," he laughed, as he opened the door and Rose followed him. "Shall we meet at ten, since it's late?" he asked quietly. Rose nodded and he leaned down to kiss her goodnight. "I really enjoyed earlier." He opened the door and Rose watched him get in his car, waving to him as he drove off.
It was strange driving around with him, even stranger watching him drive away. She couldn't shake the feeling that he must have driven during his time on Earth because even a Timelord would find it difficult to just get behind the wheel of a car and drive off like that. While she had ridden on the back of a scooter with him when they had gone back to the 50's, it was still different to driving a car. That meant he had a valid driving licence and everything. Maybe she should try to get a look at it to see where he was supposed to live.
That was something, he must have a proper address to get a driving licence so that meant somewhere he was supposed to have a flat or a house but who looked after it while he was away? She was going to have to get him to tell her more, ask him what he intended doing once the play finished. Was he going on to another play or going home for a while and most importantly, what were his intentions towards her? That was of course if he was going to remain Human, which he wasn't anyway so it didn't matter but what would Jonathan Smyth do about her once the play was finished? Would he just leave her and go away or promise to look her up when he came back in two or three years time or would he offer to let her go with him?
These were burning questions and she had to find a way to bring them up so she knew where she was, especially if something went dreadfully wrong and the watch wasn't opened for some reason, although she had his permission to force him to open it but if the watch was lost or stolen and he couldn't change back, did the Tardis have a contingency plan for such an event? Surely the Tardis would intervene if such a thing happened, if he couldn't change back or did the ship assume that if he didn't return it meant he was done as a Timelord and would power herself down? She thought back to her first Doctor when he had tried to send her home from the games station, telling her to let the ship get buried over time, was that what she was meant to do in such an event he couldn't change back? If he couldn't then she was going to be responsible for him, it had been her idea, just like when they thought they had been left without the Tardis and were offered a lift by the crew on the Sanctuary Base they had recently left. The Doctor was prepared to look after her for stranding her, it was the least she could do for him but only if he would let her.
*She was left with very little choice as to what to do in such an event. Safeguard the watch or be responsible for him as a Human. She daren't even get the watch out of its hiding place, somewhere hopefully if the worst ever happened and someone broke in, they would never find it even if they wrecked the place and getting it out of its hiding place, Jon might see it if he called unexpectedly and ask what it was. She had a plan that in such an event, which would be extremely rare, she would say it was her dad's and was all she had left of him but since she never intended to remove it anyway, the excuse would never be used.
She climbed into bed, thinking back at what had taken place over the last hour or so, it had been pleasant to say the least, she could go for his taking his t-shirt off and definitely go for more of the kissing and but wasn't sure about him taking hers off, just yet. Just four days into their three months and it had already come to this.
The next morning, she just had time to pay a visit to the Tardis, she wouldn't be able to go the next day with Jon around and if she let him stay tonight, he would surely start making a habit of it. Still, it kept him close and she did have a spare room and he could share some of the bills which would soon be arriving but in whose name would they be? When they arrived, she was going to have to ring up and get them changed but how? She might need ID and she didn't have any.
Then it struck her, Jon had ID, he must have a driving licence, he had a whole history, including a birthday, where he was born, everything. Ah! That's what the Tardis was up to, the nerve of that ship! She was definitely going to have words with her now. The Tardis wanted Jon to move in with her and have all the bills put in his name, he'd been given ID and a whole life, Rose just the basics so she would have to agree to him moving in to maintain her cover, that ship was taking sides again, even planting the idea into him that Rose had a spare room and needed someone to share the bills and running costs and conveniently having her old flatmate move out at the right time. That ship was plotting against her!
She stood by the console inside the Tardis, putting her hand on the central column and saying hello. She cleared her mind of other thoughts and tried to make mental contact with the ship. "So, you want The Doctor to move in with me, is that so I can keep an eye on him better and he doesn't go wandering off?" she asked. The lights on the column blinked several times, meaning yes, Rose assumed and assumed that if the lights didn't blink it was a no so she tested a no. "Or you don't want The Doctor to move in with me and he goes elsewhere?" No answer, the lights remained dim. That settled that then but Rose had other questions for the ship, some things she needed clearing up since he was the last one to communicate the terms of the becoming Human and seemed to have added a few extra parameters into the mix.
"So, I let him move in so he can provide all the necessary ID for things I need for the flat?" She got a yes. "What about him falling in love with me? He said it would be okay but I'd have to fight him off. If I fight him off too much he'll go looking elsewhere, won't he?" She got a yes. "Because he said if I turn him down he may look elsewhere and then I'll lose him but if I let things go too far, won't things get awkward for us afterwards?" No answer. That meant he was prepared to accept full responsibility if things got out of hand, if he initiated it, if she didn't lead him on and just responded to him, then he couldn't put the blame on her, she was only doing what she could to keep him.
Rose didn't really feel like she was getting anywhere and she had to give him an answer when she met him. She could insist he stayed in the spare room for the next three month, not actually sleeping together, just messing around in the chair but would that keep him happy? Maybe for the first few nights but after that? Would The Doctor forgive her, despite him saying there would be no repercussions if she let him go all the way? Would she forgive herself for making the ultimate sacrifice to keep him if after he changed back he threw her out of the Tardis and never spoke to her again, even though he said he'd be okay with whatever they had done? Was it better to let him go out and do it with someone else? Probably not, not with a stranger, he'd more or less said that but he had left her with an awful lot of unanswered questions, maybe he had confided in the Tardis as to how far she should actually take this, if he had said something after their agreement had been made. He wanted to experience the same life as a Human male and Human males had needs.
Time to ask then, the big question. "Before I go, I have one last question, okay?" she asked as she touched the central column and the ship hummed. "He might have told you not to answer this one but here goes, if it means keeping him safe and with me, to avoid him looking elsewhere, should I let him go all the way if and only if he asks me and if I can't stall him any longer and he says he's leaving me?"
Rose waited for the answer and at first she thought it was a definite no from the ship or he had instructed her not to answer this type of question should Rose have need to ask it, if it was the latter, how had he expected her to cope? He'd told her not to let herself get jealous by letting him go off elsewhere and he'd changed the conditions to he would fancy her and be drawn to her so in that case, did it mean he was accepting the fact he may ask her to?
Then the lights started blinking on the column and the ship hummed, like she had been thinking about it or maybe there was a tiny bit of the Timelord part of him the ship had been consulting with but Rose wished she had the full capacity to talk to the ship like he had. She could ask for things and they would be provided and it seemed sometimes the ship was giving her ideas but not on this scale but it still was unclear, if she led him on and he didn't initiate it, he may get mad but if was mutual, well that would be justified but maybe there was one option she hadn't thought about to avoid actually going ahead if he did ask her, one that might just stall him long enough and spare them both afterwards. She would just have to wait and see, there was no use thinking about it if he never got around to it.
She may not have to be worried about it at all if he'd changed the plan, she would just have to be prepared for it. She said goodbye to the ship, saying she would be back in a few days or a week at the most, the Tardis understood that if she let him stay it wasn't going to be easy to come back for a visit and the ship would give him three months to come back or power down altogether to await his return or not.
Rose had to rush or she would be late meeting Jon, arriving just in time and avoiding giving him an answer and saying she would tell him later. He greeted her with a hug and said he'd packed an overnight bag just in case and they had a busy day with two performances and only a few hours rest inbetween and he was going to be tired later so maybe he would be just happy staying in the spare room tonight. They ate and went across to the theatre. They were careful not to close his dressing room door even when she gave him a kiss for luck but after the matinee performance, Rose managed to get him to have an hour's rest, reluctantly alone on the promise that she would let him stay at least overnight if not move into the spare room or ultimately in with her. He promised he would keep to the spare room if that was what she wanted and not push his luck too far but he didn't promise not to at least try to persuade her otherwise or keep her on the chair or sofa for as long as he could.
After the evening performance, they decided they weren't going to pretend to leave separately any more and Rose waited by the stage door while he signed autographs, chatted to the crowd and had photos taken and she couldn't help but admire the way he did it, he looked right at home. He came back in, all smiles, taking his shoulder bag from Rose which he had given her to look after and then talking to the doormen, jokingly asking when it would be safe to go back outside to go to his car.
They walked out together hand in hand once everyone had been cleared from the area, Rose hoping there was no-one left with a camera, she would have some explaining to do to her mother if she was seen in the newspapers walking out hand in hand with a long haired Doctor look-a-like. Sooner or later though, he would ask about her family and her mother would want to know why she hadn't been to visit but maybe somehow, Jackie hadn't been mesmerised into believing Jon even existed because she thought The Doctor looking like a certain Scottish actor was bad enough but someone else who looked like him? She would never cope.
As they drove back to Rose's apartment, Jon was fairly quiet and looked tired, Rose was thankful it was only a five minute drive and as they pulled up in the parking area, he seemed to brighten up which meant to Rose he was going to keep her occupied for as long as he could before retiring to the spare room. She thought how The Doctor could be like that sometimes, all quiet and moody then bouncing around like someone possessed, she used to silently call him 'Tigger' but would never dare say it aloud. Maybe she could call this version of him by that name, just for a bit of fun.
He got his overnight bag out of the car, following her inside and was all over her once the door was closed as he put his bags on the floor and put his arms around her, kissing her before she even got her jacket off, steering her towards the sofa, Rose thinking he must have thought the chair was too cramped last night. Asking if he wanted a drink and something to eat, he reached the sofa and helped her off with her jacket before taking off his own. She loved the t-shirt he was wearing, it was very him and she wondered where exactly the Tardis had got them from but maybe they were The Doctor's secret collection that he had never told her about.
Saying some tea and cheese toasties would be nice, he stretched out on the sofa waiting for Rose to come back, flicking through the TV channels with the remote then turning it off when he couldn't find anything he liked as she came back in, a big smile showing on his face as she put the tray down. Moving his feet, he took one of the toasted sandwiches and let her sit down next to him and asked her where she wanted to go the following day.
"Let me make you breakfast in the morning, it's the least I can do for you making me tea and toast these last few nights. I could even bring you breakfast in bed, if you like," he said, as finished the last sandwich with a guilty look and grinned at her.
"Well breakfast would be nice but maybe in the kitchen? Anyway, I'll show you to your room if you want, unless you have any questions such as how we play this if I let you move in?"
"Oh Rose, who needs rules? If you let me move in, I'll make you breakfast every morning if you like and I won't take no for an answer, in fact, I insist I make you breakfast every morning. How can you turn down an offer like that? If you're worried I might creep into your room at night, don't be but aside from that, wouldn't you feel safer having someone with you at night? Even if not in the same room?" He smiled at her and leaned over, pushing her back onto the cushions and began to kiss her.
Rose put her arms around his neck, pulling him down with her as they continued kissing, using one hand to pull her legs up over his as he tried to lay her down. He took a moment to pull his t-shirt off, then continued kissing her as he put a hand around her back, slowly up her top to her bra fastener, undoing it first time having learned his lesson from the night before and pulled it away from her back. He moved away, putting his other hand up the front of her top, Rose didn't try and stop him this time but his hand hovered on top of her bra, he didn't try to pull it away as he continued kissing her. Then he stopped and looked at her, smiling as if to say he could if he wanted but he may or may not, as Rose put her hand on his chest. Instead, he pulled her top back down but pulled her bra free and letting it hang loosely down as he moved his hand over the material covering her as the straps were pulled over her shoulders. Then he leaned over her and began kissing her again, slipping his tongue between her teeth as Rose responded doing the same.
Rose put her hands on his back, reaching for his shoulders to pull him down even further, she could feel him through the thin material of her top as her bra got moved further down as he was lying on her, his legs just to one side of her against the back of the sofa, touching her as the kisses were getting deeper. Then suddenly, he moved his hand under her top but rested it on her tummy and she left it there as he moved her top so skin was touching skin. He asked if she was okay with it, she nodded and asked her to lie on top of him as they shuffled around, Rose trying not to fall off the edge of the sofa as she wriggled over so he was underneath and he pulled her right on top of him.
The kissing and touching intensified as he now pulled Rose closer, pulling her top up at the back, her bra almost now around her waist as he struggled to move it away, now moving her top with it until she was uncovered and lying on him, her bra rolled up with her top, her breasts now touching his chest. He stopped kissing her and smiled at her, well more like a grin, as if he was waiting for her to protest but she didn't. She just smiled back and she decided that was as far as that was going tonight.
They kissed a while longer, Jon seemingly satisfied he was at least getting somewhere after last night's failed attempt and he didn't attempt to do anything else, Rose had managed to not give in right away, she had made him work at getting there and that was going to be the key answer to it all, make him want to initiate everything and not do anything voluntarily, let him work at it and give him a reward but don't keep him waiting too long. If she could get him to start something and then let him get part of the way, then finish it the following night, well it could take some time to get to the last part of his mission and by then, the three months could be nearly up but things were going rather faster than she had anticipated and so she would have to try and slow them down.
There was one small thing that was going to get in the way at least for a few days over the next three months for which she would be grateful of and would give her the extra time she needed to delay the inevitable, one of which was coming up very soon and she hoped he had some concept and understanding of a young Human female and why she would be a bit off over those few days if he wasn't satisfied with what they were doing now. Rose could feel him on her neck now, he was making his way down to her shoulder, the loose neck on her top was giving him room as he was now trying to move her arm to lift the top off one shoulder, which she let him but was going to stop the other one as he slid the strap of her bra down her arm and before she knew it, had pulled her top over her head as he had moved her head while he was kissing her and was pulling the remains of the top away from her along with her bra. So much for that than, she'd thought.
It was getting late, they both realised at the same time and stopped, he raised her slightly so they were just touching as he held her arm up that had been around his neck. "It's getting late Rose, you should show me that spare room now unless you want to continue this in your room?" he asked hopefully.
Rose grabbed her top from the back of the sofa without getting up too far and pulled it back over her head and down, then getting up off him to sit on the edge of the sofa. "I think I'd better just show you the room, not that I wouldn't want to continue this at some point but not now and I'm getting tired."
She got off the sofa and he held out his hand for her to help him up, hoping he wasn't going to pull her back down but he didn't, instead he stood in front of her and kissed her again saying, "Lead the way then, oh and I'll still make you breakfast in the morning, as a thank you for letting me stay and you will let me know if I can move in tomorrow won't you?"
Rose agreed and led him to the spare room, Jon throwing his overnight bag onto the bed and turning around as Rose stood in the doorway. "You weren't going to leave without giving me a goodnight kiss, were you?" he teased, walking up to her and putting his arms around her, pulling her close so she could feel her breasts pressing into his chest.
Rose broke the kiss and he let go, reluctantly, as they said goodnight and Rose closed the door behind her, hoping he wouldn't break his promise and try to talk his way into her room because the way she felt right now, she was liable to forget that she had drawn a line and may be the first one to cross it and forget the part where she had vowed to let him make all the first moves.
The next morning, having turned off her alarm with it being Sunday, she was woken by a knock on the door and Jon calling out that her breakfast was almost ready. She hurriedly got dressed and walked into the kitchen to the smell of a cooked breakfast although she couldn't recall having seen many of the ingredients in the fridge and thought the Tardis had been busy again. Not that she was complaining however but she wished she'd known before she had gone shopping that he was going to be staying over. She sat down at the table as he put the plate in front of her and went to pour some tea, she thought he was being extremely quiet but that was soon changed as he began to ask where she wanted to go for the day and then a million other questions.
Most were asking her about herself, what she liked, where she grew up and Rose answered as honestly as she could without giving too much away but if she was going to live with him, he was bound to come up with even more questions and she was going to have to give excuses not to answer them. They decided where they were going and set off, Jon was laughing and joking, Rose wanted to listen to the radio, he didn't like her music so they found a station that played oldies and they both sang along reminding Rose of when he was still The Doctor and they would dance around the Tardis.
They had fun looking around the various tourist attractions and the shops that were open once they arrived, choosing a nice pub to have Sunday lunch and discovering they both liked the same thing for dessert and laughing. On the way back, Jon asked her if she had decided if he could move in and after five minutes silence from Rose, making him think she was going to refuse to keep him guessing, she finally agreed and if he hadn't been driving he would probably been all over her but he kept driving, looking pleased until she said there were a few minor details they would have to work out when they got back and he asked when he could move in.
"Come on Rose, you said yes, so when can I move in then? Maybe I should wait until tomorrow, you know, give us time to get used to it then I can check out of the hotel in the morning and let them know at the theatre. Can I still stay tonight though, in the spare room again of course if you want me to and I'll make you breakfast again. What do you say?"
"Yeah, you might as well stay tonight I suppose but don't get any ideas about sneaking into my room just yet, we might work up to that but not quite yet although I'm not saying it will work up to that, we'll have to see how things go but the spare room is yours."
Since Jon had enough things to last him another night, they went straight back to the apartment, Rose making a point of giving him the spare keys and Jon settled down to watch TV, going out later for some takeaway food, then both curling up in the chair to watch a film, one that turned out to be quite scary and she had to hold on to Jon's neck and she was sure he had chosen it on purpose, just like The Doctor used to do. He was laughing when she said she didn't want to watch any more of the film so he took advantage and began kissing her, lifting her legs over his and laying her back and not wasting any time getting her bra off as he unfastened her white lacy top and took off his shirt when Rose unbuttoned it. With her top unfastened he pulled her bra away and leaned down to kiss her, glancing up at her to see if she was objecting but she was smiling and suddenly sat up to meet him and pushed him back onto the opposite cushion, now on top of him and her legs either side of him, leaning down and kissing him.
Now he was smiling as he held onto her, his arms around her neck, hers around his, they resumed their kissing more fervently, his fingers running through her hair. She stopped and unfastened his hair so it came free and began to run her fingers through it, he smiled, pulling her back down.
"Rose, what are you going to do when I have to have the hair extension removed? I can't keep it in forever and you do seem to like it, maybe you won't like me once it's gone."
"Don't say that, I'd like you even without it but when its not tied up it makes you look " she stopped before she blurted out just how sexy it made him look.
"Go on, what does it make me look? You can tell me, you mean like a rock star or something?" he grinned. "I suppose I've looked different in every play I've done but I usually keep my hair reasonably short although sometimes it seems to have a life of its own when it wants to."
Rose ran her fingers through his hair again and he leaned in, kissing her and managed to get her to move so he was lying on her, pulling her lacy top up and her bra with it as he touched her breasts with one hand and was about to kiss the other until she put her hand in the way to stop him to which he complained.
"Aw Rose, you always stop me when I'm getting to the good part," he said as he looked up at her but he was smiling when he said it. "Okay, sorry but it was too good to resist."
He pulled her top back down but the buttons were still open and he could still see her breasts and started kissing her neck, all the way down the open part of her garment but not too far down. She didn't stop him, she was running her fingers on his shoulders, he was whispering her name as he kissed her neck.
Then he suggested they changed places again, giving her the chance to do the same to him, well if he wanted her to, who was she to deny him? Rose happily obliged but he wanted her to go further than just kissing her neck as he pulled her head down but she looked up at him and stayed where she was. He moved his hands round to her back and under her top, kissing her neck. Rose stopped what she was doing and he looked disappointed.
"It's getting late, we should get some sleep. Why don't you go to the hotel first thing tomorrow morning and get your things and check out?" Rose asked, getting up and pulling her top back down.
Jon remained on the chair, his long legs crossed, his arms behind his head, looking totally already at home, Rose was getting more tempted by the minute to remain where she had been a few seconds ago but it was no good. Giving in this soon would just make it worse when the time came for him to change back, it would be worse for him because he had no control over his feelings, she did and it would be more difficult for her to let go than for him because if she gave in first, he may not forgive her, he had to be the one who gave in or gave her no other option but to lose him. He had put her in a dilemma, clearly not thinking what it would do for them both if she was the one to give in. How could he sit there so casually, looking like that, looking so sexy? Was he doing it because he knew what it did to her? Was it even legal for him to look that sexy? Honestly, he should come with a health warning!
"So are you going to watch more TV, 'cos I'm going to my bedroom, you can stay up at watch it if you like, just make sure you switch everything off." She walked back over to him, leaned down and kissed him.
He caught her arm and pulled her back down, she landed on him as he kissed her deeply, then let her go, leaving her breathless and struggling to get up. He helped her, getting up with her and kissed her again.
"Goodnight Rose, I'll see you for breakfast, then," he said, kissing her neck. "Tomorrow, we go into the theatre together, no more sneaking around and we tell everyone we're seeing each other, okay?"
Rose nodded and turned and walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. At least they wouldn't have to go in pretending like they weren't seeing each other, half of the cast probably already knew anyway since Jon was staying at the same hotel and he hadn't been there much lately and by the way the two of them acted backstage. Once he moved in though she could relax a little bit and they would both relax around each other, it wasn't going to be that much different than spending time in the Tardis together, both of them knew to give each other room to be alone when they wanted, Jon would have to accept there would be times when she wanted to be alone.
Just as she was trying to go to sleep, she heard a noise in the hallway, assuming it was Jon going to bed or into the bathroom and she smiled to herself at having to get used to sharing the bathroom with a man instead of her mother or a slob of a so-called boyfriend who didn't know how to clear up after himself and thought it cleaned itself. Then she heard another door, then it went quiet but a few minutes later, there was a tap on her door followed by a 'Rose'.
She asked what he wanted, telling him to go to bed and wait until morning but he persisted. How was she going to last at this rate if he was going to knock on her door every night instead of going to his own room? Maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all. There was a 'Rose' again so she got up, put a dressing gown on and opened the door slightly so she didn't have to shout.
"What's wrong, please just go to bed, I'm tired, whatever it is can wait until morning, can't it?"
He still had no shirt on, why did he insist on keeping taking his shirt or t-shirt off, it totally was not fair on his part, he must have added that element into the game, an unfair advantage and once this was over, she was going to find out exactly what it was he had added to her original plan she had told the Tardis, unless it was the ship's way of playing the game. He stood there, looking her up and down as if he was going to say something but changed his mind and she thought he was just seeing if she was still awake. It was gone midnight, too late to be playing games and Rose could tell he was stalling.
"Rose, I just wanted to say, thanks for today, it's been a while since I had a day out with someone like that and I really enjoyed it, especially when we got back. Night then." He pushed the door slightly open to kiss her then left.
Rose managed a 'night' back and closed her door. Maybe she was wrong about the whole thing, maybe it wouldn't be that difficult to last until it was all over after all. There again, it could be the calm before the storm and she was being lulled into a false sense of security.
Week 2
She was woken by the smell of something cooking and a knock on the door saying breakfast was nearly ready. Jon said he was going to the hotel to check out and get his things, Rose gave him a kiss on the cheek goodbye and he asked if she was sure about him moving in.
"Yeah, I'm sure, I wouldn't let you move in if I wasn't but it doesn't mean that I'll let you in my room yet, we'll have to see how things go. You might not get on with me so well once you move in with me," she half joked.
He looked at her seriously, then smiled and kissed her forehead. "Well don't make it too difficult for me to live with you and don't think trying to put me off on purpose will do any good, I can be quite persistent when I want to be. Right, best be off before the hotel charges for another day. See you back here or are you going out?"
"Na, I'll be here, got some cleaning to do. See you soon," she replied, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
He left so she took the opportunity of paying the Tardis a visit because now it was going to be difficult to get away, even taking out the rubbish wouldn't justify staying out long unless she said she had been talking to one of her neighbours but too many times, he might get suspicious and either follow her or start taking it out himself. She knew the ship would understand and Rose tried to convey she wouldn't stay away on purpose and she would be back as soon as she possibly could. Rose told the ship he had moved in with her, the ship had hummed so as Rose left, she said goodbye and was sad that she didn't know how long it would be before she could get back, the one thing the ship hadn't thought of in the plan to get him to move in with her was that the Tardis would be alone. Rose knew the ship would be okay, no-one would discover her and felt sure she would be warned if there was any danger. Maybe the perception filter would protect her anyway, Rose could see her but no-one else should be able to and even The Doctor in his present state shouldn't be able to.
It wasn't long before Jon was back with all his belongings from the hotel and Rose helped him hang everything up and couldn't believe how many different t-shirts he had, did he travel around with his entire wardrobe from home, wherever that was supposed to be? She had to get him to talk about it, where he was supposed to live, he was meant to be travelling a lot but he had to have a base, somewhere he stayed when not touring. Rose joked about some of his comic t-shirts, envying his collection of Beatles ones and they messed around for a while before Rose made some lunch and they set off for the theatre.
Making a point of walking in hand in hand in front of the doorman and much to everyone's amusement once backstage, Jon went off to the office to give his temporary change of address and got a few stares as the secretary noted it was the same one as Rose but she never said anything. Rose found Mary and told her she was seeing Jon and that they weren't hiding the fact and everyone would know eventually anyway so if there was any gossip, it was true. She was just about to go find Jon when Kay came up to her.
"Well that didn't take long did it? I know I said for you get someone to share with you but he wasn't quite the one I had in mind," she laughed, patting Rose on the back. "I saw you come in with him, then I heard Kathy in the office talking to him when I walked past. You've only known him a few days, I hope you know what you're doing Rose." With that, Kay went on her way and Rose went to find him or to rescue him, whatever.
Over the next few days, they spent most of their time kissing in his dressing room before the performance, Rose continued trying to keep him satisfied with allowing him to take her top or shirt off without a fuss and they spent longer on the sofa, Rose was even letting him unfasten his jeans but not actually taking them off, just to up the game and make him think he'd made yet another advancement and on the Friday night, she had got her monthly unwanted gift earlier in the day and was feeling a bit grumpy, which he noticed when she didn't want to lie on him or have him lie on her and he asked what was wrong. When she explained, he just smiled and said there were lots of ways he could help her take her mind of it and proceeded to show her, being careful to not lay of her stomach and just to the side of her, kissing just above her breasts and her neck as she held onto him, kissing the side of his neck and then suddenly, the game changed.
He was so involved in kissing her neck, he bit into her and she let out an 'ow!' and he just grinned at her, leaving a red mark on her neck in a prominent place, of course. He positioned his neck so she could bite him back and there was no way she was going to let that pass. They both laughed and he resumed kissing her neck area, occasionally stopping to kiss her lips and telling her that he had made his mark on her. Then he upped the game, pulling his jeans slightly down, pushing his luck even further, he didn't normally make two moves in a short space of time and he'd made one move by initiating the biting.
Rose decide that was enough for one night before he pulled them even further down but she did it gently by letting him open the zip and she got a glimpse of his shorts, then she stopped him from pulling them down even more by reminding him of her current handicap. He just smiled again, pleased he had advanced towards the next stage but it was only two weeks, Rose thought she wouldn't survive much longer, she was starting to weaken at the latest development, he wanted to move a lot faster than she had predicted. They both went off to their own rooms once they had done some more kissing and Rose had made it quite clear he was not coming into her room, Jon pretending to sulk but sneaking another kiss before she closed her door.
He had been up early every morning to make her breakfast but Saturday morning, Rose got up before him and had almost finished making breakfast when she heard him go into the bathroom and while he was in there, she gathered his onto a tray, sneaked into his room and left the tray on the dresser and sneaked back out again.
She heard him come out and peeked out of the kitchen door to see him in even briefer shorts than he wore when they were kissing on the sofa and she couldn't help but admire the view and hoped he didn't realise she was watching him and really hoped he wouldn't be wearing those particular ones when they got back later that night or she was in dead trouble. He shouted a 'thanks Rose' to her and she smiled, she couldn't let him make breakfast, he'd been doing it every morning since he'd moved in so it was her turn. Twenty minutes later, he came into the kitchen with the tray and proceeded to wash the dishes and even took her empty plate, smiling as he did. He was wearing a rather sexy looking pink shirt which she thought rather suited him, not many men could actually wear a pink shirt and get away with it but he definitely could, with his light blue jeans. Plus it carefully covered the mark she had made on him the night before. He left the kitchen for a few minutes and came back with a pile of laundry, asking how to operate the washing machine. He was really getting this domesticated lark.
It was going to be another long day, two performances, very little time inbetween especially as he insisted on signing autographs after the matinee, him saying it was only fair that those who came in the afternoon got as much chance as the ones in the evening and pointed out to her that some may have come from overseas. During the break, Rose managed to get Jon to have a rest but stayed with him, there was no point in hiding the fact now, they had been together all week in front of everyone but still got a few stares, mostly from her jealous co-workers who wished it was them instead.
An exhausted but jubilant Jon came off stage after the evening performance after taking several bows having been called back, he was in rather a hurry to get changed, saying he wanted to take Rose out but she said everywhere would be closed and he said he'd been told of a bar that stayed open late but she still didn't want to go out, saying they could go out the following night.
"Rose, I feel I'm neglecting you, we only go out for the odd lunch, we don't even go out for breakfast now, I just wanted to take you somewhere nice, Sweetheart, that's all. You stay in all the time or spend the rest of your time here. If you won't go out tonight, then tomorrow night, I'll take you somewhere really nice, ok?"
Rose nodded. "You don't have to keep taking me out honestly. I'm used to this, this is what I do, I'm used to working these hours. If I wanted nine to five I'd get a normal job." She tied his hair back and kissed his cheek. "I dare you to go outside and sign autographs with your hair like this," she teased, letting his hair fall loose again and adding "your fans will go crazy when they see you."
Even when he was The Doctor he could never resist a challenge from her so he quickly got up and said "You're on" and left his dressing room.
Rose could hear the others outside asking if Rose had forgotten to tie his hair up but he just laughed. She was watching from the doorway as the other girls were giggling then looking over at her but she really didn't care. She followed after him to the stage door and there seemed to be more fans than usual, all with camera flashes and holding out programmes to sign, he went round them, reaching the ones that he could, some were more persistent than others until he saw a young girl with her mother and he looked down at her, she wasn't holding a programme so he asked if she had one to sign and when she said no, he turned to ask Rose to go get one which she did and was back a few minutes later and he signed it and handed it back to the girl, her mother asking for a photo. Rose couldn't help but smile but hoped no-one would ask who she was, she wanted to remain nameless.
Rose handed him his jacket and satchel and they waited to be escorted out, Jon driving them straight home and not insisting they went out and once they arrived and were inside, Rose stopped and kissed him and when he asked what that was for she said for getting that programme for that young girl and he just smiled.
Rose went to make tea and toast and when she came back in, Jon hadn't wasted any time and his shirt was already off. What was it with him? Rose had often wished to see him without his shirt in the Tardis and had occasionally when they had gone swimming but that wasn't the same, you expected that but to just take it off for no reason, like now and he was laid on the sofa with his arms behind his head, just like the other day when he had done it in the chair, just lazing back. He moved his legs to let her sit down and took the toast gratefully, having not eaten since just after his afternoon rest when Rose had gone up to the caf for him. They talked for a while, deciding what they were going to do the next day and Rose suggested they just set off in a general direction and then find somewhere for lunch so that decided, Jon thought it was time to get down to the serious stuff, leaning over and unbuttoning Rose's top and pulling it over her head, then unbuttoning his jeans as he pulled her down on him and unfastening her bra. They began kissing and Jon tried once more to pull his jeans down, getting a bit further than the night before until Rose stopped him, he seemed to be wearing what she had seen earlier and was getting worried he was serious about taking his jeans off but she was safe for a couple more nights at least.
Week 3
Three nights later though, Rose knew there was going to be a lot of work on her part to keep him off her altogether and some progress was going to have to be made. They had just got back from doing the live broadcast, Jon was over-excited it had all gone so well, they'd had a little celebration after the performance, Jon having only a non-alcoholic drink because he was driving but he was full of excitement on the way back and Rose had to quieten him on the way in, he was talking away and they had got back a bit later than normal, his hair still loose, Rose saying she preferred it that way and since it was late there was no point in tying it up. He knew she liked his long hair so he didn't argue and the fans had loved it too.
She was just about to make a drink when he came up behind her in the kitchen and put his arms around her waist and turned her around, looking at her neck to see if the mark he had put there had gone which it had, then he picked her up and carried her into the lounge, Rose catching the light switch on the way out. Laying her down on the sofa, he took his t-shirt off and her top and lay at the side of her, kissing her and taking off her bra and suddenly went for her neck to make another mark, grinning at her and changed the game again as until now he had not attempted to kiss her breasts but he decided this was the night he was going to try and since nothing new had happened in the last few nights, Rose was hardly in a position to refuse as he looked down at her, unbuttoning his jeans and then shocked Rose by reaching for the button of her jeans and succeeding, only because he did it so fast before she had realised and he was pulling his jeans down, revealing a similar pair of shorts she had seen him in the other morning.
Rose knew she was really in trouble now, this was getting serious and he was meaning to escalate the proceedings. He reached for her jeans but she put her hand in the way.
"Um, I think one of us with their jeans unfastened is enough for now," she teased, tugging on purpose at the back of his jeans, not quite pulling them down but indicating he could pull them lower if he wanted.
He did, pulling them down just below his shorts and smiled at her, looking down at her uncovered breasts. "You are making me crazy, the way you tease me," he said, stopping just above her and about to kiss her then moved his head lower and began kissing her breasts.
Rose fumbled her fingers through his long hair, what would she do when he had to have the extension taken out? She really loved that long hair! As Jon was busy giving her breasts his undivided attention, she thought that this was really no different than what Human males would do after around three weeks of dating and they did spend more time together than usual so it was bound to happen faster than seeing someone once or twice a week and coming home every night like they were doing was more like it being three months. She was wishing now she had only agreed to three weeks, it would be over but would three weeks have been enough for him to prove anything? Maybe not.
Her arms were wrapped around him as he stopped and looked at her, a big grin on his face at another step in what he probably thought was the right direction and he propped himself up, looking down on her. He moved his hand from her breast and stroked her cheek, leaning down and kissing her. Rose smiled back and responded by moving his hair back and touching his cheek. He was clearly expecting something in return now he seemed satisfied he had kissed every millimetre of her breasts several times over, looking at her as if to say it was her turn. He suddenly tried to move underneath her so she slid round and landed on top of him, smiled again and run her fingers over his chest, his arms around her shoulders as she leaned down and began to press her lips from one side to the other, not even noticing the look on his face as he buried his head in her neck and whispered her name.