Previously:
"Oh," she mumbled to him, wrapping her arms around him once more and pulling her close so his erection touched her center through many layers of fabric. "But I want sex, Doctor. Do you happen to have any..." she brought her hand up his arm and to his bare bicep, squeezing it a little and tugging on the short, fine hairs that were there, "Ropes?"
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he nodded rapidly, running off into the corridor and coming back in only a minute, holding long, thick and tight ropes that would be absolutely perfect for tying someone up. Which was exactly what she wanted. Well, he wanted it too, but for different reasons.
Rose walked towards him and gulped, okay, here comes the hard part.
While he stared her in the eyes he slowly began wrapping the rope around her wrists, but she shook her head. "Nope. I want you to sit on the jump-seat, Doctor."
He nodded rapidly, lust twinkling in his eyes as he handed her the bonds. "I like it when you say my name."
Rose laughed a little and wrapped the rope around his wrists as he had begun doing to her. "Now, I don't want you to break out of these, okay? Even though you're very... Strong." To prove this she ghosted her fingertips over his bicep and he shuddered with delight.
"Mmm," was his vague reply as he eyed her lips with obvious nefarious purposes in mind. Soon his hands were well tied together in his lap, just tight enough not to hurt him, and she set to work on tying his legs to the chair. "Legs too, Rose? That's not very practical."
She blushed violently but didn't reply, trying to keep herself calm since her racing heartbeat and rapid breaths were definitely, definitely not helping the situation. Not to mention the way he licked his lips three times in a row. That wasn't helping either. Oh, and when his body arched towards her when she rested her hand on his thigh on accident. That wasn't helping even the tiniest bit.
"Okay, now your chest," she said with a small smile, tying him to the chair.
"You must think I'm very strong," he mused, "this is a lot of rope."
"You're the one who brought it all out, Doctor."
The Doctor shrugged as much as he could with the ropes binding his body. "It was your idea. But this is so much better than New Earth, don't you think?"
"Definitely," she said truthfully, though she told herself it was a lie repeatedly.
You don't want to be doing this. You don't want to be doing this. You don't want to be doing this. He's sick. Very, very, sick. And sexy. Very, very, sexy. No, sick, not sexy. Sick and sexy are not the same thing. Snap out of it, Rose!
Since her hands had stopped moving he frowned. "Penny for your thoughts, Rose Tyler? I love to hear you talk, you know. You have a sexy voice."
You too, she wanted to say. However instead she resumed the motion of her hands, tying a tight knot that bound his torso to the chair. There was no way he would be going anywhere now.
As if reading her thoughts, he smirked, "Is my voice sexy, Rose Tyler?"
Her eyes widened and she stood up straighter, "Uhh..." Her mind raced trying to think of a coherent reply, but sadly, nothing came out except the truth. "Yes."
God, why did I say yes?
His eyes fluttered shut at her answer. "Let me talk to you, then."
Rose would've left then and there and gone to New Earth, but she was much too interested in what he had to say next. Interested for scientific purposes, of course. It wasn't like his voice actually turned her on. That would be ridiculous, his gob never stopped and his rambling was annoying.
"I liked you in my ninth self, you know. I was constantly, constantly wanting to kiss you, but I wasn't so handsome back then. You were so, so, beautiful. And whenever I complimented you or you ran this nice blush came from your face and spread down to your chest, and it was the most beautiful thing in the universe. Actually, it still is, and even though my eyes are shut I can tell it's happening right now."
Yeah, she really had to get out of here.
Rose took a step backwards towards the door but bumped into the console instead, emitting a tiny groan from the ship. "Er... Doctor, you're sick," she told him, even though the words were more to convince herself than it was to convince him. "Very sick. You don't mean any of this."
"I don't know what you're talking about with me being sick, but I mean every word. I've always loved you, Rose Tyler. Since the day I met you you were perfect and beautiful and sexy and fantastic and brilliant and so, so-"
"You're sick," she insisted. "Very, very sick. The Cupid Fly bit you, so you're in love with me. But you don't mean it."
"I do love you," he replied reluctantly, and the sound of his voice saying that made her hearts flutter. "And you love me too, judging by the smell of your arousal, and, well, the way I'm tied up on this jump-seat so you can have your wicked way with me. Speaking of which, you should really get on that."
"I'm not going to get on that. I'm going to New Earth, and you're staying here."
His eyes flashed open at this and his lower lip extended into his full-power puppy-dog expression. "You're leaving me...? But you promised...?"
"Doctor," Rose sighed in frustration, rubbing at her temples desperately and averting her eyes. "I'm going to cure you of that bite, alright? When I get back you won't even want to have sex with me."
A gasp escaped his lips as if this was the worst scandal possible, "That would never happen!"
Rose rolled her eyes. "It will. How about this. I'll make you a deal. I promise you, cross my heart and hope to die, that if you stay here like a good... Er... Time Lord, then when I get back and bring you the cure, if you still want to have sex with me, I will. Got it?"
He seemed to consider this for a moment. "Promise?"
"Promise."
"And all I have to do is stay here?"
"Yep. You can whatever you want, just don't leave that jump-seat. I shouldn't take too long."
"What if I get hungry?" The Doctor smirked at the loophole he had found.
Rose sighed, "You'll live a few hours without food, Doctor."
"And If I have to use the restroom?"
"You'll have to pee your pants, I suppose," she said with a sympathetic smile before turning around and walking towards the police box doors.
"Deal," he said a little louder as she left. "Be careful out there, Rose!" As she slammed the door she heard one more yell from him, "I love you!"
One hour later:
"Apple bottom jeans jeans, boots with the fur! With the fur! The whole club is looking at her!" the Doctor screamed as loudly as he could, tied up in the jump-seat of the console room by tight, strong ropes.
Rose was on his mind. Where was Rose, anyways? Rose with her lovely golden hair and big brown eyes. Not to mention the pretty pink lips. Oh, how he loved those lips. Why had she gone to New Earth without him? Why would she promise him sex and not deliver? Especially with ropes. That wasn't the Rose he knew. Unfair. Completely and utterly unfair. He would have to punish her for that later, that wandering off of hers. A dirty image came to his mind and he chuckled.
Afterwards he frowned, glancing around the room that was now spinning around him backwards and forwards and flipping itself over and over again. Clarity was starting to come to his mind, he could tell that much, but it was definitely a strange feeling. Wait, his mind wasn't clear? Why wasn't his mind completely clear? How could clarity come to him if his mind was clear?
Oh, he remembered. Rose was why his mind wasn't clear.
Soon he remembered the deal she had made with him. Why would Rose ever think he wouldn't want sex with her? That was almost offensive to him. Of course he would. She was Rose. All pink and yellow and... Human. Humans were nice. Much nicer than Time Lords, Time Lords were never as pink and yellow as her. They were all red robes and rude, sassy comments. Rose was sassy sometimes, too, but it was a nice kind of sassy.
The ropes were starting to hurt, just a little bit. It was more the constraint that hurt, though, and it made him feel sick inside. His stomach growled. What had Rose said about him getting hungry? That he would survive? What if he died here from lack of food and the TARDIS laughed at him? Would Rose still have sex with him? Oh, that didn't make much sense. If she had sex with him while he was dead he wouldn't even notice. That wouldn't be fair, so he should probably survive.
Then again, last time they went to New Earth she had kissed him. On the lips. Sure, it hadn't really been her, but nevertheless it felt nice. Really nice. Probably the nicest feeling in the world, actually. Except sex. That was nicer.
"Mamaaaaaaa," he sang loudly again to the annoyed ship. "Just killed a mannnnnnn. Put a gun up to his head, pulled the trigger, now he's dead. Maammmaaaaaaaaa!"
The TARDIS sent a little bolt of electricity down his left index finger and he jumped as much as he could in the restraints. "Ow! That wasn't nice. How long until Rose gets back?"
The ship sent him a hum that indicated she had no idea. "She'd better hurry up. I'm getting sleepy."
Clearness and serenity kept seeping it's way into his brain and, soon enough, he had almost completely forgotten about Rose. Almost. The idea of her still lingered in his mind and he still longed for her to return, but overall, everything was blank. His thoughts became blank and so did his movements as his head lolled back as much as it could, his eyes drifting shut at some point and, before he knew it, he was asleep.
As Rose stepped out onto the apple grass, the first thing she tried to do was get some control over her own body. The heat that was in her center was overwhelming, begging her to go back to the Doctor and release him from the ropes, or, better yet, keep him there and, as he had said, "have her wicked way with him". Rose placed her left hand on her heart and felt the loud beating, willing it with her mind to slow down. She leaned against the police box and sighed, pushing the image of his lust-filled eyes and crooked smile out of her mind.
It wasn't easy, but it had to be done.
She shook her head and looked to her right, seeing the large half-moon symbol that indicated the building was a hospital. Surely even though she and the Doctor had stopped the evil actions of the cat nuns at the New Earth hospital they would still have the cure to the Cupid Fly bite that she needed. Rose walked over to the hospital, only stealing one glance behind her to make sure the police box doors hadn't opened and a love-struck Doctor didn't leap out to tackle her to the ground. As she entered the doors she smiled to see a man grinning at her, his hand extended.
"Hi Rose Tyler, how are you?"
"I'm good, but, er, how do you know my name?" Even though she used the friendliest tone she could manage, she couldn't help but be spooked because of what had happened here last time.
"The last time you were here you saved my life! I was one of the many victims who were inside the pods. However, now the hospital is safe. We've continued using the cures the cat nuns got, but discontinued their methods. Might as well not put good medicine to waste, yes?"
Rose nodded, a little confused at the man's proper grammar, considering that from what she remembered about the new species they had made, they hadn't been the most intelligent beings. "I need a cure for the Cupid Fly bite. Do you have anything?"
He contemplated this. "I'm not sure, we haven't had a victim with the Cupid Fly bite here for many, many years. I'll take you to our head doctor, perhaps they can assist you."
She smiled her thanks and followed the man down a hallway, her eyes flickering about as she walked. Cassandra taking over her body had not been a pleasant experience.
Preview of Chapter Five:
The Doctor marched behind her as she trotted through the grass, shoving away a tree branch. "Sex time?" he asked excitedly, bouncing a little as he tried to keep up with her. "Is it?"
"Doctor, you're obsessed," she replied with a groan. "Can't you think of anything other than sex?"
"Um... Snogging."
"Anything else?"
"You in general. Your hair, mouth, breasts. Your entire body, really. It's all very nice.
A/N: This was probably the most fun to write out of all the chapters of this story so far. I just realized that a week from today will be Christmas, and this story will be updated on that day, so I'll probably do something a little special. :) Also, be sure to check out the poll on my profile page and vote for what story I should begin posting on Thursdays! Please leave a review! (Can I go for seventy reviews with this chapter? :o That'd be fantastic!)