Chapter Three: Sonic Suck

I cautiously walk out of the washroom and towards the Doctor's open legs. Of all times I start to get nervous now! I'm not sure if I'm ready to have this affair. I think of Mickey, what would he think of me? I'm not sure if I even love him anymore. Ever since I've met the Doctor, my life's been turned upside down, and I've grown more and more attached to him. It took me awhile to get used to this new face, but all in all, I view it as an improvement. This new body is just so sexy to me.

The Doctor must have sensed my apprehension, because as I think about all of this, he gestures towards me with his eyes. I walk over to his bed and lie down next to him. God this bed is comfortable; it must be made from some alien material. We turn to our sides, facing each other and I wrap my lips around his, some unshaven stubble scratching my chin. God I love this man. He starts pulling his lips from mine, and starts hovering over my body, kissing my neck, chest, stomach. He slowly works his way down, teasing me for what's to come. He pulls back up and kisses my chest; my boobs have never been sucked. The feeling is great: his scratchy stubble rubbing away itches, his lips are like magic, stimulating my every sense.

The Doctor then presses his lips back up to mine. Every sense of apprehension has vanished from my body. I want to taste him. I grab his torso and flip him over so he is lying on his back. I passionately kiss him the way he did me, going further down this time. I wrap my small lips around his cock and dip my head down. My left hand holds onto his chest while my right hand softly cups his balls. I swing my head back up and down, over and over again. I rub his sweaty balls between my fingers. Normally, I would be grossed out by a sweaty taint, but something about this feels so right. I stop my head motions and begin to lick the shaft of his cock like a popsicle, lapping up any left behind cum. I work my tongue down to his balls, licking the indentation that separates the two. A salty sweet taste resonates my mouth and I fit both jewels into my mouth, being very careful not t cause pain to him.

"OOhh. Uhh. Uff." The Doctor groans in pleasure.

"Am I doing it right?" I'm able to spit in the interval between going from balls to cock.

"AHH, Y-y-UF-YES! Ahh! STOP YES!" The doctor yells, "I just want to- want to – not like that" The Doctor manages to splurt out. I lift up my head, I don't want him to cum like this, I want him in me. I notice how hard his cock is, sticking up straight with his balls resting on his thighs. How will THAT fit in me?

"Rose. I think that- if it's okay with you, I want you to have my children."

I had never even thought of having kids with the Doctor. How would they grow up? Would they be timelords or human? I can see in his eyes, he's serious. Even though it was just mentioned, I immediately agree. The ultimate sign of love is having children together, and I do love him. I love him so much; he's shown me so many great things. And I can tell that he loves me. He has a look in his eyes that says he's loved before, but has never loved anyone as much as me.

"Well then, let's get started."