Chapter Seven : I'll have what she's having

Dropping the lacy knickers to the floor the Doctor moved to stand at the side of the bed, and slipped out of his black jeans. He smiled a little as Rose's eyes caught his, before her curious gaze drifted lower. He let her appraise him for a while, but when her nerve faltered and she glanced away, a soft blush creeping into her cheeks, he smiled a little more and returned to the bed.

He moved so that he was above her, his arms taking his weight. He leant in close and kissed his way up to her ear. "See something you like?" he whispered and pulled back to meet her eyes.

Rose's breasts and stomach flushed to a deeper shade of pink under the intensity of the Doctor's gaze. She suddenly felt incredibly young and naïve, but then, because of the way he looked at her, whatever insecurities she had quickly vanished – and in a heartbeat all she felt was wanton and desired. She licked her lips and stared back at him, determined that she wasn't going to allow him to tease her.

"I see something I want," she corrected and moved her legs so that he lay between them, his erection firm against her belly. The Doctor's reaction was instant, he hissed in a breath and closed his eyes, desire flaring through him. If he had thought himself hard and aroused before, he had been mistaken.

He opened his eyes to stare back at Rose and in that moment they each understood one thing with absolute clarity; there was no going back, not for either of them.

The Doctor slowly lowered his mouth to Rose's, taking hers in a gentle kiss that was unhurried, patient and tender. As he kissed her soft full lips he pushed the fingers of one hand through her hair, his thumb softly stroking her cheek. With each of their heartbeats their desire escalated, their kisses becoming a little firmer, their bodies moving against each other with a growing craving, a need that would not be denied.

With a soft moan Rose opened her mouth, allowing the Doctor's kiss to deepen as she gave herself up to him willingly, even eagerly. She settled her hands at his shoulders, holding him close and exploring the tense muscles she found under his cool skin. She slipped one hand to the nape of his neck, her fingertips moving through his short hair. She lightly scraped her fingernails down his back and he groaned into her mouth as she did so. A rush of passion flooded through her body at the sound and she instinctively dug her nails into the curve of his arse, pulling him close, wanting him closer still.

The Doctor tore his mouth from Rose's and cried out her name, making it sound like nothing she had ever heard before. She stared up at him and he did not look away. His eyes were darker than she had ever seen them, and they were filled with fire and stars. His gaze was intense and only for her, the world fell away and in that moment it was as if they were all that existed. Staring back at him, her heart racing, her body on fire, she trembled in his arms and found herself wondering if her entire life had been leading up to this one moment.

He moved leisurely, his lips pressing slow, deep, lingering kisses against the pulse that raced at her throat. Rose held her breath, sure that the soft graze of his teeth against her skin would at any moment become a bite of possession, but it did not come. He was careful not to mark her, although she could feel the restraint he was having to call on in order to hold back.

Frustrated by his delicate torment of her, Rose arched against him, her fingernails scratching down his back, silently pleading for him to take whatever he wanted of her. She wanted the fire she had seen in his eyes, she wanted to burn. Hoping that she could make him understand her need, she grazed her teeth against his skin then bit his shoulder, feeling him shudder against her as pleasure rushed through each of them.

The Doctor tensed and growled a warning at her ear then moved swiftly, he caught her wrists and lifted her arms above her head, pinning her with his body. He lowered his lips to her throat and licked her heated skin, whispering dark and soft against her fluttering pulse.

"I know what it is you're trying to do, but it won't work. You can bite and scratch all you like." He kissed her shoulder then met her wide eyes. "I won't mark you Rose – I can't."

Defiant, Rose drew one leg up over the Doctor's hip and rocked against him. "I want you to."

He hissed in a breath, closing his eyes for a second as he tried to control the sudden rush of want that shot through him. Then he looked at her under him, his breath coming hard and fast. "And I want to, believe me I do." He moved so that he held her wrists in one hand as his other trailed down her body, exploring one breast, cool fingers circling the nipple. "But I can't, and you know why I can't." He let his fingers stroke the soft curve of her stomach. "You're not mine, Rose."

Rose closed her eyes, frustrated tears dampening her lashes as she tried to push the real world away. She did know. Of course she did. He was protecting her, making sure that she didn't have to explain away the marks of a lover written across her skin; tell-tale signs that a mother and a boyfriend would demand explanation for.

Yes, as much as it hurt her heart, she understood. This was their secret. Their time. And it would be over too soon.

She opened her eyes and stared back at him through tear filled eyes. "I am… yours though," she whispered brokenly, her breath catching.

The Doctor held her gaze for a moment as her words almost stopped both his hearts. Letting go of Rose's wrist he brushed her cheek softly with the back of his hand and finally he admitted the truth he had carried silently in his hearts for far too long.

"And I'm yours."

He leant in close and kissed away her tears, then with unhurried, ardent attention he bestowed similar tortures to her bruised lips, her collarbone, the curve of her shoulder, and finally he took the nipple of one breast into his mouth. He lavished the sensitive peak with teeth and tongue then drew it into his mouth and sucked on it until Rose arched and gasped beneath him, making sounds that he knew he would carry with him to his grave.

Taken by sudden urgency the Doctor moved down her body, pushing her legs apart and settling between them. He met her eyes with his own, holding her gaze until he saw her skin blush and heard her breath catch in anticipation. He gave a dark smile, certain that she understood his intentions. Then silently, blatantly, he let his gaze drift leisurely down Rose's body, taking in all her beauty and locking it in his hearts forever.

Gently, tentatively, he placed one hand on her left knee, slowly brushing his fingertips down her thigh as Rose opened herself further for him. His eyes darted to hers and he watched her bite her bottom lip, but she held his gaze.

Leaning closer, and following the path of his fingertips he trailed kiss after kiss down the warm soft skin of her inner thigh. Drawing out the moment, he smiled to himself as he heard Rose catch her breath before he moved to torment her right thigh with equal pleasures. He reached out to touch her center, stroking against the damp curls then pushing further, deeper into the warm, wet heat of her.

Rose gasped suddenly at the intimacy of his touch, her hips jerking away from him, her breath catching. Instantly the Doctor pulled back, afraid that he'd somehow hurt her. His concern for her flooded through him as he searched her eyes for explanation.

"Rose?"

She covered her face with her hands, embarrassed by her bodies' childish reaction. With a stifled sob she tried to roll free of him, but he held her firm.

"Rose? " he whispered her name softly, wanting her to understand that she had nothing to fear from him. "Rose, look at me."

She lowered her hands from her face and looked at him. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, it's okay. If you don't want to do this then…"

"I do," Rose insisted. "I… I want this. It's just…" She let out a puff of air, looked at the Doctor and began again, her voice falling into a quiet admission. "No one's ever touched me like that before."

The Doctor frowned a little and held her gaze for a moment. "No one?"

Rose shook her head, hating her inexperience and certain that she must seem utterly childish in his eyes. "I've only ever slept with two people, an' they didn't… do that. It's always been just sex, but that's not what this is. This… it feels different." She stopped, unable to continue and glanced away from his scrutiny of her. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry," he told her. "Don't ever be sorry." He moved closer, his fingers again seeking out her center, the tip of one finger pushing into her to touch her clit. He pressed against it and looked at Rose, his eyes so dark that she thought they were almost black. "I'm going to be the first man to kiss you right here, Rose." He stroked her clitoris and watched her eyes flutter closed for a moment.

Rose lifted her hips. "Please."

He continued to stroke her, his fingers now slippery and coated with warm sweet wetness. "Then I'm going to lick and suck and bring you to orgasm in my mouth." He slid two long fingers inside her.

"Oh God." Rose's hands gripped the sheets at her side as her body writhed against the Doctor's hand.

"And you're going to scream my name when you come, aren't you?"

"Yes!" Rose lifted her hips as a third finger was pushed into her. "Oh… God." Her eyes opened wide and she stared at him, her heart pounding. "Please, please… now."

Done with his maddening exploration of her he pulled his fingers from her body and she whimpered at the loss. He lowered his head to hover close to her core and breathing her in he growled softly, the scent of her obvious arousal almost blinding his senses.

The temptation suddenly too much, he slid his tongue between the soft, damp curls, pushing forward as he did so. He gave a moan of desire as the tip of his tongue discovered Rose's clitoris, half hidden, yet already a risen bud. He moved closer still, and sucked the hardening pearl into his mouth, his tongue circling it with a measured control. Although the second he tasted her flavour, swallowed it down and craved more, he realised that the need to devour her was overwhelming, and control was something he would lose sooner rather than later.

The noises Rose made at each ardent suck and lick from his mouth were just about driving him over the edge, but as much as he wanted to sink into her body and find the release he so desperately craved, he refused to abandon her unfulfilled. So with a renewed determination he held her hips firm against the bed and pushed deeper into her, his tongue darting and circling and sucking, searching for the sweetness that he could taste at the edge of his consciousness.

It wasn't too long before he felt Rose's body tense and she fought against his restraint of her hips, wanting to lift them higher, to be closer to his devouring mouth. One of her hands came to the back of his head, holding him just there, and the Doctor could not help but grin madly against her core at the notion that she feared he might forsake his task.

But then all he knew was that she had screamed his name as her orgasm rushed through her body, fire and ice searing her skin. He let her ride out the storm, tasting the sweetness he had waited so long for then he pulled back and stared down at her glistening body. He had never seen anything so exquisite.

When her breathing had eased a little and the race of her heart had slowed, he watched her open her eyes to stare up at him. She smiled with a decadence that made his hearts ache with want, and only then did he lean over her body, dropping soft kisses to her breasts, throat, face and finally her bruised lips. He drew back slightly and looked at her.

"Feel what you do to me," he whispered against her mouth. "Touch me."

Without hesitation Rose's fingers wrapped around the Doctor's erection and he dragged in a ragged breath as she explored him, stroked him.

With a sweet smile she stroked her fingertips across the head of his cock, seeking out precious jewels of his pre-cum and smearing them against her fingers as the Doctor groaned at the intimate touch, falling deeper into desire.

Rose let go of his cock and lifted her fingers to her mouth, licking them clean as he watched her with dark eyes.

Lost now, he moved to cover her body with his as Rose opened herself up to him. She wrapped her legs around his hips and raked her fingernails down his back as with a dark groan of pleasure, the Doctor pushed deep inside her.

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