Chapter Eleven : Come away oh human child, to the waters and the wild

Rose stepped into the shower, turned the water on and sighed contently as the warmth relaxed her body and she decided that maybe a shower wasn't such a bad idea after all. She glanced across the room to the Doctor who was busy rifling through the contents of the bathroom cupboard. Smiling happily she let her eyes drift slowly over his naked body, admiring his long legs, strong arms, broad shoulders and his perfectly biteable bum. The Doctor turned around, meeting Rose's gaze and she couldn't help but blush at having been caught ogling him.

"Just admiring the view," she told him with a flirty smile.

He shook his head a little and showed her the bottle in his hand. "Banana body wash."

Rose wrinkled her nose in consideration. "Bought that one a while back, never really tried it though."

The Doctor's mouth curved into a smile and he stepped into the shower next to Rose. "I like bananas," he said softly as he opened the bottle, poured out a generous amount of the golden-yellow liquid into the palm of his hand and set the bottle on the shower. He lifted his steel grey eyes to Rose. "Bananas are good."

Rose watched the water run down the Doctor's torso and licked her lips. Not quite brave enough to let her gaze drift lower she instead lifted her smoky eyes and met the steady contemplation of his gaze. In a heartbeat she felt butterflies fluttering full force in her stomach just from the way he looked at her.

"Convince me," she said quietly.

The Doctor's eyes darkened from silver steel to grey quartz. "Turn around."

Rose shot him a smile and turned her back to him so that she faced the white tiles. She bit her bottom lip and held her breath, losing herself for a moment in the anticipation of his touch. When it came, cool fingers fell from the line of her shoulders and lazily drifted down her back. A shaky breath escaped her parted lips. She could feel the silken glide of the body wash, the scattering fall of warm water and the sweet scent of banana, but more than anything she was aware of the Doctor's caress against her skin.

"Doctor…" She took a breath and began again, hoping to steady her voice a little. "You're supposed to use a sponge or a body mop with that stuff, you know? I have one over…"

The Doctor leant in close, his hands moving to glide across Rose's stomach. "You objecting to me doing this with my hands?" he asked her quietly.

The sound of the Doctor's voice at her ear caused the butterflies in Rose's stomach to sweep through her entire body and she felt herself tremble. "No," she whispered.

"Good." His breath was warm against her throat and she could sense his smile. "Because I want to touch you, Rose." As he spoke he drew her close against him and Rose felt the hardness of his erection pressing against the curve of her bum.

Rose kept silent as the Doctor's hands moved languidly from her stomach to her hips and then up to her breasts. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the sensations of his lazy touch, the warm water, and the rising heat that was pooling within her.

He kissed the pulse point at the base of her throat. "Turn around, Rose."

His voice was a velvet seduction and she did not even think to refuse him, instead she turned to face him, willing and yielding. She stared at him, watched the warm water from the shower course down his face, throat and body. She had never seen anything more beautiful.

He reached out and touched her face, his fingers brushing the line of her jaw and even as he smiled she saw the sadness in his eyes.

"Doctor…"

He pressed her against the shower wall and kissed her softly, stealing her heart and breaking it with the sweetness of his kiss as his hands painted golden streaks across her skin.

His kiss became darker, more demanding and Rose could feel the barely controlled hunger behind it. She slipped a hand up to the nape of his neck, raking her fingers through his short, dark hair. With a soft sigh she opened her mouth to allow him to deepen the kiss and the Doctor took full advantage of her sweetness, his tongue moving into her mouth to taste her.

As he kissed her he stroked her body, a hand moved to cup one breast, his thumb gently brushing across the nipple until Rose mewed with want as desire rushed through her blood. She broke free of his kiss and trembling she leant back against the tiles. She attempted to steady her breath and held the Doctor's hooded gaze as he watched her intently, his eyes dark with promised passion.

He moved closer, one hand cupped her face gently, his thumb stroking across the apple of her cheek as she stared wordlessly back at him. The fingertips of his other hand touched her stomach then drifted lower. Rose's breath caught and for a moment she closed her eyes as she felt the Doctor's long fingers stroke against her. She opened her eyes and stared back at him, arching desperately into his touch as he began to softly, slowly, stroke her clitoris.

Her breath catching in her throat she put her hands on his shoulders, her fingernails digging into his skin as she gave herself up to his quickening touch. Darts of fire shot through her blood as his fingers brought her to the brink of insanity. She threw her head back when he thrust two fingers inside her, and then a third to push her over the edge. With the Doctor's fingers deep inside her, stroking and pushing, she felt her orgasm rush through her body at a startling pace. Her body shook and her hold at his shoulders tightened as she cried out and came hard against him.

It took her a little while to come back from the heights he had sent her flying to, but when she opened her eyes again she saw his smile and knew that she was home. Her heart still racing, she stared at the Doctor, watching as he licked the taste of her from his fingers.

A debauched smile found her lips. "You just like watching me come," she told him breathlessly.

He grinned back at her. "Yeah, I do," he admitted, his eyes still dark. He turned the shower off and because he couldn't help himself he brushed her cheek with the back of his hand and stole a kiss from her lips. Rose's hands moved from his shoulders and she tried to deepen the kiss, but the Doctor drew back from her.

She stared back at him for a moment, her fingers trailing down his chest, his stomach, feeling his muscles tense under their exploration. A wicked smile danced at the corner of her mouth.

"You like to watch?" she whispered on the air between them, her smile seductive as she lowered herself to her knees in front of him. "Watch this."

The Doctor couldn't take his eyes off her as she wrapped her hand around his straining erection, stroking him with an agonisingly slow pace. He tried to think, but his mind was reeling at the intimacy of her touch. His hands moved to tenderly cup her face and she looked up at him, aware that she had his full attention.

She lowered her gaze and smiled again, blowing a soft, warm breath to the head of his cock before she poked the tip of her tongue into the slit where beads of his pre-cum glistened.

"Rose!" he cried out her name, and his entire body tensed as he felt himself thicken and pulse in her hand. "Rose…" This time her name was no more than a whisper.

The Doctor closed his eyes, hissed in a breath, pushed his fingers into the softness of Rose's blonde hair and trembled as he felt her take his cock into the warmth of her mouth.

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