Previously:

The sight of him being so randy made her want to laugh, and for a moment she pictured this all being over and her teasing him about it relentlessly. The nerve of him when he was bitten. It was almost hilarious, the Doctor begging for her to kiss his nipple. How cheeky of him. "Somehow I don't believe that you'll never ask for anything ever again."

"I won't!" he complained loudly, almost shouting. "I won't! I promise! I cross both of my hearts and hope to die! Well, I don't actually hope to die. That would be awful. But if I'm lying then I'll die! Please, Rose?!"

"I can't believe you," she murmured.

"Please just tell me, Doctor," Rose begged. She took one look at his puppy-dog face and then groaned, burying her face in her hands. "Fine, I'll kiss your stupid nipple if you just answer the question!"

His face lit up with delight and he asked eagerly, "What was the question?"

"Does the Cupid Fly bite have any side effects?"

He thought for a moment, and then began to speak as if he was reading from a textbook. "The Cupid Fly bite's main purpose is sexual attraction at the first being the victim sees, but there are a few side effects. Drowsiness is possible, along with rudeness or disregard to anyone who isn't the being that the victim is attracted to. Possessiveness is also common in certain species such as humans, Time Lords, Grufinians, Venisians, Barcelonians, Trangons, Son-"

"Okay, I get it," she cut him off, scribbling down his last few words onto the paper in front of her. "Anything else?"

"Extreme separation anxiety," he said, bouncing his leg up and down, the words spilling out of his mouth rapidly. "Extreme separation anxiety happens when the victim is too far away from the person they're sexually attracted to. It can be extreme and the victim can hurt him/her/itself in the process. Very dangerous. Now, kiss time!"

Rose stood up and grinned at him, trying to convey the same eagerness he was throwing at her. The Doctor lifted down his white gown, which was difficult to do underneath the straps he was bound in, and shut his eyes, giving her a crooked smile. However, instead of kissing him, Rose simply walked over to the door to the medical room and opened it, gesturing for Dr. Robersten to come in. "I got the answers, doctor. Here," she handed him the notepad and he put glasses on his nose, peering at the results.

The Doctor took a minute to notice that Rose was most definitely not kissing him right now. He opened one eye first and then the next, glaring at her. "Rose! You lied to me! No, give me that notepad!"

For the first time since being strapped in, he began to struggle against them and try to reach her, anger written across his features. Rose rushed over to the bed and sat next to him, resting her hand on his. "Yes, I lied, I'm sorry. But I got information and now you'll get better sooner, yeah?"

"I don't want to get better!" he complained, giving her a frown that told her if he wasn't bound he would definitely have his arms folded across his chest in a full out pout. "I'm not sick, I'm not bitten, I'm fine! And you lied to me, Rose."

She sighed and stared at him, debating what to do. Rose simply repeated, "I'm sorry. It was wrong of me to lie to you. But we're in a hospital, yeah? I can't full out snog you here, no matter how tempting you are."

Luckily this seemed to fill him with pride and he puffed out his chest again, his crooked smile curling his lips upwards again. "I don't see why not. Public places make it more fun, in my opinion." The Doctor's gaze shifted to Dr. Robertsten briefly, "Can I have that pen?"

The doctor with a lower-case 'd' looked behind him on the counter and saw the black pen Rose had used resting there. He picked it up and tossed it to the Doctor, raising an eyebrow at Rose as if to say what-is-he-doing?

The Time Lord seemed not to notice their concerned glances as he stuck the end of the pen into his mouth, toying with it using his tongue and teeth. It swirled around outside his mouth in circles, and then he looked up at Rose. "What? I like pens. If I can't have you I need something to occupy my mouth with."

Rose desperately tried not to stare at the way his teeth gripped the pen and his tongue swirled around the end in his mouth. She felt unbelievably aroused at the sight, and the words he had said definitely weren't helping the blush making its way onto her face. She couldn't think of a reply so she just turned to the doctor, who was ignoring the Doctor. "Maybe we should put duct tape on him again," she suggested.

"If he gets too bad we will," the doctor agreed. "Now, I'm going to need to take a blood sample from him. Can you hold him still?"

"Blood sample?" The Doctor's face paled and he shook his head, "Nope, no blood sample. Not needed. Trust me, I'm a Doctor."

"Doctor, just hold still," Rose asked him quietly, overly annoyed with the bitten Doctor.

He turned his head to her and extended his lower lip, giving her his biggest, saddest eyes. "Hold my hand?"

She nodded and held his right hand, squeezing it reassuringly and suddenly feeling like a mother helping her son get blood drawn. The needle was injected into the Doctor's arm and he winced, squeezing her hand tight. Dr. Robertsten placed a regular band-aid on the spot and the Doctor grinned at Rose. "Do I get a kiss for being good?"

Rose rolled her eyes, but kissed him on the cheek to shut him up, which seemed to work. "Now what?" she asked.

"We're going to run some tests, I'll be back in a few minutes. Um, keep him under control, would you? There's duct tape on the counter if you need it."

Dr. Robertsten left before Rose could speak and she was stuck in a room with the Doctor staring adoringly at her. In any other situation this would be her biggest fantasy. He stared at her as if she was some kind of goddess, his mouth open as if he couldn't keep his jaw from falling down. Freckles lined his face and the light illuminated his features, not to mention that, for some strange reason, his white medical gown was kind of turning her on beyond her own control.

"Well, he's gone now..." the Doctor said cheekily, waggling his eyebrows at her.

"Oh, don't make me get the duct tape," she sassed.

His grin only grew, "Oh? Duct tape and me strapped down to a bed? You're very creative, Rose Tyler. Dominance is very sexy on you, you know."

She blushed, considering reaching for the duct tape, though she couldn't quite bring herself too. "You know, Jack should really see you in this state."

"Jack?" the Doctor's voice grew serious immediately, and his eyebrows furrowed together. "Who is Jack?"

"Jack Harkness, don't you remember?" Of course now he listens intently, she thought when he shook his head. "Remember? World War II? Jamie? You were your ninth self back then. Jack was the one with the nano genes, huge flirt, wears a long jacket? No?"

Rose noticed how the Doctor's body tensed completely at the words 'huge flirt' and how he held her hand just a little bit tighter. Saying that was a mistake, she thought.

"Huge flirt? Is he handsome?" the Doctor asked as if it was the most important question in the universe, saying the last word with disgust. "Long jacket? Sounds stupid. Who would wear a long jacket?"

She was about to point out that the Doctor often wore a long suit jacket when Dr. Robersten entered the room again. The Time Lord stuck the black pen back in his mouth and glared at the doctor as if he had interrupted something very important, which, Rose presumed, he sort of had. "Get anything?" she asked.

"Well," Dr. Robertsten said, staring at the Doctor who was laying in bed and chewing a pen like a piece of gum, "I've got some results for you, Rose. They're a bit strange, but they're results."

The Doctor spat the pen out of his mouth, causing it to land on his chest. "Results are boring. Can you untie me now? My limbs are starting to ache, it's rather uncomfortable. The least you could've done is pull the blankets over me. Come on, where's your hospitality?"

"From horny to sassy," Rose mumbled under her breath before looking up at the screen. "What are the results?"

"Well, first we had to try and get over the Time Lord things in his blood, since we obviously don't get many Time Lords in here." Rose stole a glance at the Doctor, expecting him to look sad as he usually did when someone mentioned his planet or his dead race. Instead he just began to hum a tune, ignoring them completely. "But then we found the bite, it's all over his blood stream. Obviously the Cupid Fly stems from the brain, so it's more in the blood in his upper body than his lower body. Removing it will be hard, but a cure could possibly be found. The tests on his blood aren't completed yet, no matter how advanced our technology is here it will take longer than ten minutes. We'd like to keep him here overnight, you can stay too, of course. In the morning we'll discuss courses of actions. Does that sound like a good plan?"

Rose nodded and said "Yes" at the same time the Doctor moaned a "No."

Preview of Chapter Eight:

"Rose," the Doctor mumbled from her right.

She couldn't see him in the darkness, but she could just barely make out the shape of his face peeking out from under the covers. "Yes, Doctor?" she replied, scared to know what he was going to say or ask next.

"I can't sleep. Can we cuddle?"

A/N: Sorry this is another pull along chapter, but as you can see from the preview there's a good bit of hilariousness in the next one. Wow, I'm so sorry this is being updated on a Thursday! I swear I updated this on Wednesday, but maybe it didn't work or something... That's a shame, but whatever, enjoy it anyways and please don't be shy to leave a review! :D