Jordan and Tory staggered their way to the stairs to their flat, both of them bruised, battered and covered in mud from head to foot.
"Sometimes I really hate our line of work." Jordan muttered as she unlocked the door to the flat and walked inside, Tory following her.
They noticed the waiting TARDIS at the same time.
"I'm having the shower." Jordan announced, "You go steal your boyfriends." She walked past the TARDIS with a friendly pat to her side and moved deeper into the flat.
Tory grinned at Jordan's actions. She made sure to lock the door, just in case, before walking into the TARDIS.
She grinned at the library-like interior before passing through the console room and deeper into the TARDIS.
The Doctor wasn't waiting for her in her room so rather than searching for him straight away Tory decided to get clean first. She walked into her massive bathroom and climbed into the bath, it was already full to the brim with hot water thanks to the Old Girl.
Tory sank into the warmth with a happy groan.
"Thanks sister." She said to the TARDIS. The lights flashed in acknowledgement and Tory grinned.
She let her body sink deeper into the water and her head drop back onto the bathtub rim.
Suddenly two pairs of fingers started massaging her temples. Tory moaned louder in appreciation as the Bond told her it was the Doctor who was touching her.
"Bad day?" he asked as he knelt behind her head and continued to massage her.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." She answered, moaning as he increased the pressure from his fingers. His head moved next to hers and his teeth nipped at her ear.
Tory moaned louder, her hands reaching behind her and latching onto his hair.
"God!" her whole body jerked as his hands travelled down her front and onto her breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples.
"Not quite," he chuckled, "but close." Tory tried to swat at his head but he distracted her by wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her out of the bath and into his arms, but he didn't stop there, he wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her back against the nearest wall.
He let his fingers trail up and down her thighs teasingly.
Tory arched against him.
"You like that?"
Tory growled and bit his earlobe. His hips thrust against hers and her head fell back hitting the wall.
The Doctor attacked her neck with his teeth and lips.
Tory started pulling his clothes off, she got rid of his jacket and shirt before he pulled back slightly. He was standing holding her against the wall bare-chested and panting.
Tory grinned at him and he smirked back.
"I guess this means you missed me?" she asked, one of her hands trailing down the soft hairs on his stomach to the waist of his trousers and the other into his hair possessively.
"Yes." He hissed as her hand brushed against his erection.
It was Tory's turn to smirk.
"You're going to pay for that."
"Is that a promise?" she asked, repeating the motion.
"Oh yes." He whispered in her ear, "I'm gonna fuck you up against this wall." Tory shivered, "I'm gonna take you hard and fast. I'm gonna make you cum screaming my name. And then," he bit her earlobe, "I'm gonna do it all over again."
Tory was panting hard in his arms, pupils wide with want.
"Then why don't you?" she challenged.
The Doctor kissed her lips roughly, taking what he wanted and leaving her begging for more.
"I am." He answered.
He pushed a hand between them and rubbed her clit. Tory's head fell forwards and onto his shoulder. A long drawn out moan left her mouth only to be stopped as she bit her lip. The Doctor didn't approve of her silence, inserting a finger inside of her slowly, trying to tease more noises from her. Her hips thrust against his hand but he stayed still.
"Let me hear you." He ordered, biting her earlobe harshly.
Tory jerked in his hold a whine escaping her.
"Doctor….." she begged.
"That's better." He moved his finger in and out, adding a second and then a third.
Tory's head hit the wall again and again as the Doctor fucked her using his fingers. She shuddered as she came and the Doctor smirked at the noises she made.
As Tory recovered he pulled his hands away and undid his trousers. He slid home in one hit and let his own pleasured noise escape. His hips hammered up into hers as she writhed against the wall, trying to get more friction against her clit. She was so close!
Tory came again, screaming his name as she fell limp, trapped between the Doctor and the wall. He followed her over the edge with his own cry of her name and pressed lazy kisses against her collar bone.
"Again?" he teased, one of his hands moving to play with her nipples.
Tory moaned wordlessly.
The Doctor smirked.