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Chapter Four: A Kiss Is A Terrible Thing To Waste

"Are you hurt?" The Doctor asked her. The passion of moments before has dissipated and he is back to being her kind and loving Doctor rather than Theta, her lover. Even if they haven't reached that stage yet, Rose knows they will. She's surprised to find the lightening fast shift in who he is at the moment doesn't upset her. She can see in his eyes, that Theta is still there, he's just not being given the centre stage at the moment. "I'm fine, ankle's still a bit sore, I'm more worried about the TARDIS. Go check her." Rose said waving him off. The TARDIS was floating in the space at the moment and shouldn't have rocked that violently without cause. "Go" Rose said again. She can almost see the struggle on his face. He could stay here with her. The two of them could continue to explore exactly how many ways humans and Gallifreyans were similar, or he could go see why the TARDIS had rocked. No doubt the Doctor would investigate the cause and then make plans for something Rose was sure the Doctor would call a fantastic adventure. Giving her one last smile the Doctor got up and left the room. Rose cannot see him but she can almost picture him bouncing down the hall his curiosity level set to high. She wishes she could come with him, she's more than a little curious herself but unless she wants him to carry her, she's better off staying here.

It's not that she's opposed to the carrying, far from it. Rose loved being carried by the Doctor and was pretty certain from the way he'd reacted he'd enjoyed having her that close as well. It was just the carrying would led to kissing, (again, very nice) and that would led them in here. Rose would have very much liked spending more time on her bed on her Doctor. The problem was until they knew what had happened to the TARDIS engaging in any activities that couldn't be stopped within a minute's notice was not the best of ideas. True, kissing the Doctor was an activity that could be stopped at a moment's notice if the situation so required, but not without at least a minor discomfort to both participants, so kissing was out.

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Rose can just see this in the annals of history on some far away planet. In her head she can see an alien lecturer or professor of some sort telling the story of the Doctor as a precautionary warning against getting too friendly with other aliens. It would be kind of like the boogey man stories Rose had heard as a child. Obey your parents or the boogey man might come for you. In her head she can just see the professor standing in front of a room of eager young pupils as he begins his tale.

"Once upon a time", Rose is sure all stories that are called entertaining but in reality are meant to frighten children into the proper behavior begin with once upon a time. "There was a man called the Doctor who was the last Gallifreyan and the last of the Time Lords. He was a brave and fearless man who laughed in the face of danger. He lived for over nine hundred years doing things that some would call daring, others would call foolish. If he died, he was able to bring himself back to life again; he was that powerful. That was until he met the end with a kiss. You see the Doctor," At this point Rose can see the alien lecturer rolling his eyes at the Doctor's folly, "The Doctor had a human companion named Rose. He and Rose enjoyed that vulgar act that humans refer to as kissing." Rose can almost see the look of disgust on the alien's face as he says the word kissing. "Well one day the two of them were kissing," Again Rose can picture the look of disgust and this time the accompanying eye rolling. "And they didn't realize that the Doctor's TARDIS had been attacked by a large green monster intent on devouring the universe. By the time they were able to distance themselves from each other, it was too late. The monster had eaten them and half of the Milky Way. So let that be a lesson to you, do not mingle with other species, it could get you killed."

Flopping back on her bed Rose is still grinning at the direction her thoughts have taken and didn't immediately notice that the Doctor had reentered her room. "What's so funny?" Rose shook her head. Somehow she doubted he would see the situation as humorous as she did.

"Is the TARDIS all-right?" Rose asked when she had stopped laughing. The Doctor nodded looking a little confused. He had found a few loose wires under the console but nothing to indicate a problem that would have made the old girl shake as she had.

"Yeah, I've got a bit of repair work though and I forgot something while I was in here." He said sitting down next to her.

"What?" Rose isn't sure what he could have forgotten he was still fully dressed except for his jacket and shoes and she didn't imagine that he needed those to work on the TARDIS console.

"This," He turned the lights on when he came into the room this time and she couldn't miss the hungry, sensual smile on his face as he bent over her.

This time his kiss was rougher and harder. His tongue plundered her mouth without waiting and his lips were bruising hers, but Rose wasn't about to complain. He was kissing her as if he had starved for her the few minutes he had been away from her. He pulled her fiercely into his lap and ran his hands up and down her back as if trying to memorize the feel of her skin under his fingers. He was holding her so tight she was sure she'd be bruised in the morning, and she couldn't bring herself to care. Rose groaned under his lips as she tried to pull him closer. His hard thigh was rubbing against the inside of her body and she thought she was going explode at the contact. The passion she had experienced on the bed was nothing compared to being in his arms now. She wanted to scream when he pulled away and set her off his lap and back on the bed. He was breathing hard when he took her face in his hand to get her to face him.

"Going to be busy for a few hours, my Rose. Sorry about that." He said still panting. His movements were stiff as he stood and Rose smiled as she realized why he was having trouble walking.

"Come back when you're done?" Rose asked him.

The Doctor shook his head pretending to look offended. "I don't do that on the first date, you know and seeing as you haven't even bought me dinner yet. Really, Rose, keep this up and I'm going to think you are only after my virtue." He kissed her again, gentler this time before he walked out the door.

" I am." Rose hollered after him.

What are you doing? Jack asked the TARDIS as he saw the Doctor coming from Rose's room. Jack hadn't heard the entire conversation but had heard Rose's last comment. After seeing the Doctor's somewhat flustered state and hearing the comment about his virtue Jack could guess pretty accurately what had happened behind Rose's door. Jack was thrilled at the change of events and was sure the TARDIS would be so he wasn't sure why the ship had rocked herself so violently or flung off part of her console panel. It made no sense. If the TARDIS was trying to get the two of them together why was she pulling them apart?

Have you never wanted something more because you couldn't have it right away? The TARDIS asked Jack.

Of course he had. Everyone had done it at some point in his or her lives. It was part of human nature. Jack just didn't think it was part of the Time Lord's nature. The Doctor didn't seem the type who savored the anticipation of anything. Jack supposed he didn't blame the man, when you could have whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted it anticipation was a moot point. He wasn't sure that the Doctor would appreciate what his ship was doing to him if he ever found out. Jack certainly wasn't going to be the one to tell him but Jack wouldn't be surprised if the Doctor would still find out. There seemed to be very little the Gallifreyan didn't know, especially in regards to what happened on the TARDIS. "You are aware this is going to drive him mad?" Jack asked the TARDIS as he considered her actions.

He could hear her laughter in his head. At least it won't be a long trip.

"Did you have to do this now?" The Doctor asked the TARDIS crossly as he slid under the console.

"Do you know what you interrupted?" he grumbled as he began repairing wire. Of all the times for the old girl to get temperamental why did have to be now? He couldn't find anything that could have caused her to rock as she had. It was almost as if the TARDIS had deliberately shaken to get him away from Rose. He was sure he was mistaken though; the Doctor knew the TARDIS cared deeply for Rose and wouldn't have deliberately done something to hurt her. He closed his eyes for a moment, as he thought of Rose probably asleep by now. Rose alone in that big bed with the soft cotton sheets. Rose who had returned his kisses with such passion. If he were less of a gentleman and perhaps more of a man he would be leaving the control room and going back to Rose's bed post haste. It didn't take much for his mind to give into the hungers of his body with a particularly vivid daydream.

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Fix the TARDIS now, cold shower after, the Doctor thought to himself as he began to work on the TARDIS wiring. It would be a very cold shower. Thoughts of Rose still had him steaming, and for some reason it felt warmer than usual under the TARDIS' console. He was sure some of the warmth was from his time with Rose and what they had been doing and he had been contemplating doing but there seemed to be more too it than that. As he worked his thoughts went more from a cold shower to a hot one. Actually to a steaming shower; a steaming shower where he had a certain blonde companion for company.

The Doctor's Daydream

Nothing like a nice hot shower, the Doctor thought happily as he stepped under the steaming spray. It took the feeling of a small warm hand on back before he realized he wasn't alone. He turned in the direction of the hand to discover Rose, wet and equally nude standing against the wall, a coy smile was on her face. "Looking for someone?" The Doctor asked as he raised one eyebrow.

"Thought you might need help washing your back." Rose said holding up a small bath sponge.

"I might need help washing a bit more than my back are you sure you're up for it?" The Doctor asked dangerously.

"Sure, back, front, chest, I'm flexible." Rose said stepping closer.

"Let's find out how much." The Doctor said before capturing her mouth with his.

The Doctor pulled her into his arms guiding her legs up around his hips and pressed her back into the tile of the shower wall. Rose groaned and pushed herself closer to him wanting to feel his cool skin against her overheated flesh. The Doctor's lips were on her neck and Rose's hands were at his shoulders. "Wasn't aware this was considered a form of washing." Rose said breathless as his lips left her neck to kiss and nibble his way down her chest.

"I'll get you clean." The Doctor growled against her skin. "I have a very clean tongue." As if to prove it he took one of Rose's nipples in his mouth grating slightly on the edges with his teeth. Rose's cry of pleasure filled the room.

"More please, Doctor." She gasped as he continued his exploration of her breasts with his lips and tongue. His fingers were tracing patterns on the inside of her thighs causing her to wiggle against him alternately offering wordless encouragement and vague threats when he didn't put his fingers just where she wanted and needed them to go.

"Yes, Rose something you want?" The Doctor asked with a chuckle grinning against her lips.

"You know damn well what I want, you bastard." Rose said the words on a groan as the Doctor's hold on her shifted and his clever fingers were finally where she needed them to be.

"That better?" The Doctor asked in between nibbling on her neck and shoulder.

"You tell me." Rose responded using her own hands at the juncture of his thighs in such a way that he almost fell over at the touch.

"Rose, I need, I want." The Doctor began, his words broken as he panted for the breath that seemed to elude him.

"Now." Rose said meeting his eyes.

"Now!" The Doctor confirmed sliding into her.

"Doctor, ah Doctor? Are you all right under there? I don't usually hear you moaning while fixing the TARDIS. Swearing sure, moaning now that is a new one. "

The sound of Jack's voice brought the Doctor out of the daydream in a snap. He became aware of three things simultaneously. He was still under the TARDIS console panel. He was no longer alone in the control room and from the laughter he heard in Jack's voice his daydream might have been a touch on the vocal side. A fourth thing came to mind as he started to pull himself out from under the console. If he moved any further forward any hints Jack might have gotten as to what sort of daydream the Doctor had been having from the noises he had made would be confirmed by his anatomy. It was bad enough to have Jack suspect he was right to have it confirmed was something the Doctor would never live down.

"I'm fine, Jack. I hit my thumb that's what the moaning was about." The Doctor said thinking fast. He waited to see if the former Time Agent would accept his excuse. There was no way he was going to move out from under the console until Jack was out of the room.

"You might want to try hot dogs." Jack said leaning down next to the Doctor's feet.

"Hot dogs?" The Doctor asked confused.

"Yes, if you start thinking about what exactly is in a hot dog the swelling in your thumb should go down in about twenty minutes. " Jack said helpfully, he was laughing as he left the room alerting the Doctor to the fact that he knew exactly where the swelling really was.