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The soft embrace seemed to last for eons, before Rose slowly pulled away, her hand reaching up to touch her lips. She could still feel his lips on hers, and it was a feeling she really hoped would never go away. For months, she had wondered what it would be like if he had kissed her or if she kissed him. She was quite happy to know that it was more amazing then she ever could have fathomed.

"Was that...are you alright?" The Doctor finally broke the silence, but his tone was so unsure and quiet, that it wouldn't have been heard otherwise.

"Yea I'm alright. That was alright. Well, actually that was a lot more than alright. Are you alright? Do I remember how to stop talking?" Rose rambled on nervously. She chuckled and tugged her hair behind her ear.

"I don't mind at all when you talk, means I don't have to." The Doctor replied, smirking. "Rose...I don't want this to make anything awkward."

Rose grasped his hand again tighter this time. "What would make this awkward Doctor...is if you regret it."

The Doctor looked back into her amazing eyes and smiled much harder than he knew he could. "Not at all..." He leaned in again nice and slow, his lips slowly descending on hers again.

Their sweet moment was briefly lived as a knock came on the door. "Rose, its Jack. Can I come in?"

Rose pulled away and sat there for a moment, before looking at the Doctor, trying to gauge his feelings. His face was blank, which she hated.

"Yea Jack, come in. The Doctor was just checking on me." Rose shouted. She wouldn't play games with Mickey, she wouldn't play games with someone a hell of a lot older.

Jack slowly opened the door and peaked inside. "Am I interrupting?"

The Doctor stood up and headed towards the door. "No, there is nothing to interrupt." He looked at Jack, before walking past him out the door.

Rose dragged her fingers through her hair and sighed. "Everything alright Jack?"

"That's what I was gonna ask you. You've just seemed a little distant lately and I was wondering if you wanted to talk." Jack flopped on the loveseat, shifting himself into a comfortable position, that made him look more edible than usual.

The Doctor had her heart. It was a fact that she knew and was pretty sure Jack knew as well, even if the Doctor didn't. However, as a girl she did still have other urges and Jack always seemed to make them jump start. The many thoughts of what she could and wanted to do to him danced through her head briefly before she came back to reality.

"As I told the Doctor before...sometimes I miss when life was more simple. I love you both, and I love the traveling..." Rose tried to explain.

"But you wish there was a break from it sometimes. That it could be put on pause, just so you could be human for a little bit. Right?" Jack replied.

Rose looked at him shocked. It was nice to have someone human, well she assumed was human, around to understand what she was feeling sometimes. The Doctor tried, but Rose assumed that after being alive that many years, and seeing so much, it was hard to understand the little things.

"Yea...that's it. Nice to know someone gets me."

"Oh I'll get you, you just have to let me." Jack shot her his million dollar smile and winked, before chuckling softly. He teased but he would be lying if he said that he hadn't entertained delicious thoughts of her while enjoying himself in the shower. But he would never come on to her unless he was sure she wanted him. She was after all, in love with a timelord.

Rose bit her bottom lip softly, before turning on the bed to face jack. Her eyes were dark with desire and need."And what if I did let you?"

Jack slowly sucked in a deep breathe and let it out, lightly licking his dry lips. "Don't play with me Rose...unless you mean it." He sat up on the loveseat and faced her.

Rose slipped off the bed and walked slowly over to the loveseat, and lightly dragged one of her nails on the arm nearest Jack. "I want to play Jack...and I've never meant it more..." She trailed off as she straddled Jack, sliding down until they were face to face. She gazed over his face as she wrapped her arms around his neck."Do you want to play...Captain?"

Jack shifted himself up so Rose could feel how badly he wanted to play with her. His breathing was short, almost moaning. He looked over her body which was covered only by her matching pyjamas. But they were so loose that he could feel the heat coming between her legs. He slid his hands up her sides, slipping under the flannel shirt. Her skin was insanely soft to the touch and Jack let out a soft growl as he cupped her breasts in his hands, kneading them.

"Oh...oh god..." Rose whimpered, arching her back into the arousing touch. No one had ever touched her life this. She was lucky if Mickey would touch her before asking for sex. She ground herself down onto the bulge in Jack's pants, and they both let out a deep moan. The flannel pants weren't much of a barrier but it was still a ridiculous tease for both partners.

"Rose...I need to know that you really want this. Because if we start...I won't be able to stop..." Jack purred as he undid the small buttons of her shirt. It parted and Jack stared at her beautiful chest, aching to kiss and lick them.

Rose opened her eyes and reached between them, grabbing Jack's hard bulge and squeezed it, stroking up and down. If that didn't tell him, nothing would. Jack let out a deep growl, as he rested his head against her chest for a moment, before taking one of the pink buds into his mouth. He rolled it lightly between his teeth, then sucked softly. Rose whimpered and purred in response, so Jack sucked a little harder.

"Jack...oh god I don't know how much longer I can last...I want you, now." Rose demanded, her voice thick with arousal. She looked down at Jack who was enjoying her breast. Licking her lips, she watched for a moment, never feeling so wanted in her life. To get in attention, she decided to take matters into her own hands. Well not exactly her hands...

She ground hard onto his bulge, riding him through her pyjama pants. Jack pulled away from her chest to let out a loud moan, as he met her thrusts.

Both of them were moaning and panting so loud that they never heard the door open.

"Is this what you really want?"

They stopped dead in their thrusts and looked at the doorway.

The Doctor stood there, leaning against the frame. "Is he who you really want Rose?"