A/N: Got a private message request to do a continuation involving ice cubes and vodka, so here it is! Enjoy!
The Doctor lay in the center of the silky sheets of his bed. He was naked, and the sheets felt soft and cool against his bare skin. The room was dim, but illuminated enough for him to be able to clearly see Rose as she was sitting on top of him. They had spent their afternoon drinking in a alien bar. It was the first time Rose had drank hypervodka, and after the first few drinks she was hooked on the stuff.
After they had both concluded they had had far too much. They stumbled back to the TARDIS together giggling and flirting. The entire time the Doctor had been giving her teasing touches and glances. Every graze of his skin against hers had felt like she was on fire. She had helped the Doctor to his room concluding that he was a lot farther gone than she was. At his pleading, she even managed to bring him a glass of ice water. Rose thought back then remembering that that was how all this started.
Her bringing the Doctor a glass of ice water and him begging her to stay. She couldn't refuse his puppy dog eyes and had fallen in bed with him to cuddle for a few hours. She had figured he would fall asleep quickly, but he hadn't. He had turned towards her and started to snog her. It wasn't the first time they had snogged. They had started to share a quick kiss here and there, and sometimes after their adventures they would just sit in the library in each others arms as they snogged for a little while.
But as the Doctor's hand had wandered up Rose's shirt, she was positive that their relationship was starting to take a whole new turn. She knew that she should care, and should stop him, but as his hand began to kneed at her breasts, the hypervodkas helped convince her that it didn't matter. How that turned into them both being naked, and Rose sliding an ice cube slowly and teasingly down the Doctor's neck, she had no idea, but at the moment she couldn't careless.
A sheet of sweat had formed over the Doctor's body as they had snogged, and it now contrasted the wet cold ice that was sending water sliding over him. He hissed arching into the ice. His eyes were squeezed shut and his teeth were grinding together. His adam's apple bobbed slowly as she pulled the ice farther down his throat. Every sound the Doctor made sent pure arousal straight through her.
He had brought his hands to her bare hips gripping her firmly. He pushed her down on him encouraging her to grind into his stiff arousal. She let out a little needy gasp at the friction, and she began to grind against him in a steady rhythm.
"Rose." He begged as she slid the ice cube further down his throat and onto his chest. She swirled it around with the tip of her finger as she rotated her hips, and watched as the Doctor's eyes rolled back into his head with pleasure. She picked up the ice cube, and putting it in her mouth she crushed what was left of it between her teeth. As soon as she did so, she began snogging the Doctor.
His hot mouth devoured hers, and contrasted with the coolness of the ice. He slid his tongue into her mouth. Stroking away every hint of coldness, he delved into her battling with her tongue for dominance. He pulled away from her mouth reluctantly, but began to bite at her neck instead. Rose whined letting him know how she needed more. His eyes sparkled deviously, and he turned their positions coming to straddle her. As her back hit the sheets, she heard the tinkling of the ice in the glass of water, and then she gasped as the Doctor placed an ice cube in the middle of her chest.
With one hand he slid the ice cube down her sternum as his other hand pinned her arms above her head. He slowly manipulate the ice cube between his deft fingers, so it would reek havoc on her senses. He slid it around one of her nipples watching in satisfaction as it peaked. He moved the ice cube to the other nipple as he leaned down and took the previous one into his hot mouth. Rose moaned out arching her back, and she could feel the Doctor's smirk against her skin.
In most cases she would search for a way to even the score, but as the Doctor began to nip and swirl his tongue around her nipple, she decided that the pay back could wait. He released her nipple from his mouth, and Rose whined arching her back. His mouth was wonders when focused on her body, and she wanted more of it. He brought himself up for a quick kiss; his eyes conveying that she should be patient. Slowly he began sliding the ice cube down her warm body. He kissed along the trail the ice cube formed. His hot mouth feeling like fire in the wake of the cold ice cube. He followed it down to Rose's stomach.
He paused there taking his time to enjoy the flat defined stomach of the woman he loved. One hand splayed itself across her hip while the other continued to move the ice cube lower and lower. As he reached her most sensitive spot, he smirked against the soft skin of her stomach. Rose was about to ask him what he was thinking, but instead a startled gasp escaped her as he swiped the ice quickly along her clit. She shivered from head to toe, and she heard the Doctor laugh at her response. She leaned her head up enough to give him a dirty look, but she couldn't stay mad at him as he beamed a silly self-proud grin at her.
He brought the ice back up crunching it between his teeth like she had earlier. He then teasingly lowered his mouth to lap at her. His cold tongue made Rose shiver, but it contrasted with the hot molten need it sent straight through her. After swipe of his tongue brought her closer and closer to what she really needed, but it wasn't enough. She tugged at his hair trying to get hint to him what she really wanted, but he seemed to enjoy her taste to much. He swiped his tongue slowly over her before pushing it inside of her. She moaned her nails scraping against his scalp. He pulled back taking her hand and sucking sensuously on her finger before releasing her and climbing up her body. He lowered himself on top of her.
At the time he seemed satisfied with devouring her mouth, but as Rose raked her nails down his back, he seemed to finally get the hint. He grabbed her hips picking her up, and she responded by wrapping her legs around his back. He position himself at her entrance but paused. He looked at her. He looked deep into her eyes asking for permission. Rose couldn't manage words under the overwhelming lust in his eyes, but she managed a nod. He took her hand in his intertwining their fingers, and pushed in to her warm waiting heat. She was impossibly tight around him, and he had to still himself.
Rose brought herself up giving him a small peck, and bucked her hips encouraging him to move. He pulled himself out of her before pushing himself back in as deep as he could go. Rose let out a long low moan while clutching at his back. He hissed at the feel of her nails on his skin. He began pumping in an out of her setting a steady rhythm. As he was thrusting into her, he lowered his head to begin whispering in her ear.
He whispered his fantasies. He told her of every position he wanted to do her in. He told her of the secret places in the TARDIS he had always dreamed of dragging her into for a quick shag. He described the way he always imagined he would make love to her, and every word out of his mouth poured like lava over Rose's body. She felt like she was burning from head to toe, and the words he spoke only increased her need for him. She began bucking her own hips to meet his.
She turned her head to bite at the Doctor's neck, and was rewarded with a deep growl rumbling from his throat. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder before pulling out of her. Rose whined at the loss of him, and bucked her hips. The Doctor pushed her on to her side straddling on of her legs and picking up the other to let it rest against his body and shoulder. He quickly pushed back into her managing to reach even deeper into her. Rose clutched at the sheets as he began pumping into her.
The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed in the Doctor's bedroom. It was strengthened by the panting and moaning that was coming from the couple as they fought for their collective highs. The Doctor brought his hand down to rub at Rose's clit. The feel of his fingers sent electricity through her body, and she through her head back yelling out in pleasure. Her hands were in fists with the sheets clutched tightly inside. She pulled at them as if doing so would help to put off her impending orgasm. She didn't want him to stop. She wanted to be forever connected to the Doctor like she was now.
The Doctor pushed into her harder, and with a few more thrusts she tumbled over the edge. Rockets exploded behind her eyelids and warmth flooded through her body. She screamed his name in her pleasure, and he continued to thrust into her as she rode out her orgasm. She could hear his own grunts as he was coming close, and scraped her nails down his thigh as he lost control. He pumped into her widely his head tossed back in ecstasy. She burned this image of him into her mind. Taking pleasure of the feel of him as he came hard inside of her.
He fell forward on top of her, but quickly rolled to the side. He heaved for breath, and turned his head to look at her. Rose was impossibly sleepy but managed a relaxed warm smile. He grinned back turning onto his side. He grabbed her waist and pulled her into him wrapping her up in his arms. He basked in the scent of her, and Rose loved the feel of his arms about her. Taking comfort in each other they slowly fell asleep.
A/N: Sorry, if it was rather short! Feel free to leave a review, request, or private message me with a request! Private message requests will be kept private.