Chapter Twenty six

"Who needs a bedroom?" asked Rose as she tugged his shirt free from the waist band of his jeans.

"Well strictly speaking no one but what about this leg? I'm not sure it will hold both you AND me up."

Rose dropped to her knees saying, "When did I suggest it needed to hold me up as well?" Her hands were at his fly which she lowered in one fluid movement before sliding her hand in through the opening in the jeans and in his boxers to grasp his already rock hard shaft firmly in her hand. John groaned as she released him and placed a feather light kiss at is tip.

She rocked forwards and swallowed him inside her mouth. As she coiled her tongue around him she felt is hands move to her head to anchor her beautiful lips on him. She began dragging her lips up and down his length and when he began to rock with her she raised her hands one to his balls and the second to a nipple. John threw his head back and only narrowly avoided braining himself on the door he was braced against and he roared Rose's name as he came apart and shot himself straight down her throat. Rose swallowed and held him in her mouth until he softened slightly,

"See we didn't need a bed."

"I didn't but I will to return the favour." he kicked off his jeans and boxers that were pooled at his feet and pulled Rose up to face him.

"That was incredible but I meant it, where is the bedroom?"

"This way I think." said Rose pulling him behind her. She ran lightly up the stairs but paused when she realised he was struggling with a stiff leg as well as a stiffening cock. She ran her eyes over it before stroking along his length and dragging him after her.

She threw open a door that contained a large double bed with brass head and foot boards. Giggling she turned and said,

"I'm sure I can find a use for those some time when you are fitter." She stood before the bed and whined,

"I'm still dressed."

"Not for long." John made short work of stripping her and she removed the last of his clothing, his socks, with her teeth before dragging her tongue up his taut body and finally lying on her back amidst the dusty sheets.

"This is filthy!"

"Let me make it filthier." John's voice had dropped an octave and was husky with desire. He moved to her feet and took each toe one by one and suckled on them before trailing a line of kisses up her legs and inner thighs but stopping just short of her junction. She sighed as he bypassed where she wanted his clever tongue to be.

He ignored her sigh of frustration and carried on travelling North delivering baby kisses and soft bites to her sensitised skin until she begged him to go back down. Eventually he obliged her and circled her folds with his tongue before parting them and teasing her clit with his teeth. She screamed and now it was her turn to tie her fingers in knots in his hair.

His tongue felt as if it was everywhere inside her and as her juices flowed he lapped her and felt her shudder as she tightened around him. Their activity had sent clouds of dust in to the air and John coughed as he came up for air.

"I feel dirty." he coughed.

"There is a bathroom here with a big shower, we could wash?"

"Well there's an idea." grinned John in reply.

A few minutes later and they were both stood under a torrent of freezing cold water and shrieking with laughter as they clutched at each other. Clinches that began in laughter ended in high passion as the water warmed up and relaxed their dusty bodies.

Rose pushed John to the cubicles floor and moved down with him. The cold water had done nothing to dampen his ardour and Rose manoeuvred him until his bum was on the floor with his legs stretched out in front of him. She pulled and teased him until he was gasping and as hard as granite before she lowered herself on to his lap and took him deep inside her. She moved slowly on him and he put his hands behind him to rock against her as she sent him to new dizzying heights of pleasure alongside her. He felt as if his heart would leap out of his chest and burst as he crested the wave of another intense orgasm. He had screamed her name more than once and she his and now as he came back down from his high he was whispering her name. She had fallen on to him with her head buried in his shoulder as she took in great lung fulls of air and only when her breathing had calmed did she try and speak.

"I love you so much John. I can't wait to be your wife and live with you here. I…"

"You what?"

"I never ever imagined my life could be this good after he… after the Cybermen and Daleks. I thought all I wanted was him and I pushed you away and hurt you so very much. I'm so sorry John, so very sorry."

"Shhhh, if you hadn't wanted him you wouldn't have looked for him and who knows what would have happened then? Maybe Davros would have won… None of us would be here then."

"He was wrong about you and I; and cruel too."

John started, what did she mean he was wrong? He had given her John to make better and grow old with how was that wrong? Did she mean she couldn't love him even now?

"I don't understand Rose." was all he could think of to say. He was naked with her. She was still sat on him. He was still buried inside her and she might be saying she didn't love him?

"It's easy. He said you committed genocide when you threw that lever but what else were you supposed to do? And he left you with all of that in your head. You were in so much pain I was scared it might kill you."

John sank back against the shower cubicle wall and blew out a long breath,

"OK I understand now, I thought…"

"You thought what?"

"I thought you were gong to say he was wrong about us growing old together and you making me better."

"He is wrong about me making you better, you never needed it. He was wrong and he should have stayed to help with your pain as well."

"Donna needed him more than I did."

"Even now you defend him."

"He gave you to me."

Rose nodded slowly, "Yes he did. Maybe I'm being too harsh?"

"You are but I understand that. You love him still but you want to diminish him in your mind. I have an idea. We should go back to the bay. Just the two of us. Tell him, show him even."

"He won't be there, he can't be."

"No he won't but do you think if you ever really needed him to know something that he wouldn't hear you?"

The water was running cooler now and Rose shifted on him and sat back.

"We don't have long to do this in. We get the licence today."

"We don't need long. Just a day."

Rose stood up and offered her hand to John to help him stand.

"No towels John, we will have to air dry."

"And then to Torchwood."

"And then to Torchwood and to make those travel plans."