Challenge Fic: Wedding Bells (Adult, TenToo/Rose)
Title: Wedding Bells
Author: carly21
Betareader: naughtybunny23
Character/Pairing: TenToo/Rose
Genre: Smuff (smut + fluff :P)
Rating: Adult
Words: 971
Summary: 'Oh, morning sex...'
Disclaimer: Don't own nothin', I do.
Author's Notes: Great summary, isn't it? ;) Written for emraldeyedauter as a belated birthday present. I wanted to write Nine/Rose, but my Nine muse seems to be on holiday again... sorry hun! Hope you like it anyway :)
Also part of the ABC Fanstuff Challenge for the prompt 'Wedding'.
Wedding Bells
Rose smiled as the tinkling sound of a wind chime travelled to her ears. It was an unearthly sound, like bells but far more beautiful. It warmed her heart.
Opening one eye then the other, her vision adjusting to the bright morning light. She watched how colourful lights danced on the floor, the sunlight shining through the wind chime's coloured glass.
Rose giggled as an arm came around her, pulling her against a firm chest, a stubby chin resting on her shoulder.
“You like it a lot, don't you?” a voice whispered into her ear. His breath tickled more than his chin.
“Well, it's a gift from a handsome prince... Got to love it, don't I?” she answered, the mirth in her voice betraying her words.
“Oh?” the Doctor asked. His hand on her stomach moved under the hem of her nightie, caressing the soft skin it found on her stomach. “He was handsome then? Didn't know you had a thing for tentacles...” He kissed her shoulder, his lips brushing her skin until they reached her neck, leaving a slightly wet trail in their wake.
“It was more his spikes that roused me. Very... manly...” Rose mumbled as he nibbled on her neck. Her breathing quickened and she felt a familiar sensation pooling in the pit of her stomach. He knew exactly what buttons to press with her.
“Mmh... might have to show you my manliness then, don't I?” the Doctor asked.
“Might've, yeah...”
The hand on her stomach moved up to cup her right breast, riding the nightie up to reveal her bare bum in the process. The Doctor pressed his pelvis against her, his already firm erection pressing into the back of her thigh.
Oh, morning sex... her mind registered wearily, her arousal heightening as the Doctor's leg gently parted her thighs, his hard cock pressing against her opening.
She was ready for him... she always was. A few fleeting touches, the soft tone of his voice... it didn't take more to make her want for him explode like a flame. He had that effect on her. Always.
The Doctor's cock slowly slid into her from behind and she gasped at the sensation, moaned as his hot flesh stretched her from within. This position wasn't the easiest to move in, but it intensified the feelings greatly.
Once he was buried to the hilt, he lined her shoulder with kisses again and slowly began to move with gentle, careful thrusts, everyone of them hitting just the right spot.
“Sod tentacles!” Rose cried out and the Doctor chuckled against her shoulder. He brought her closer and closer with each thrust, the precision of his movement nearly perfected through extensive practice.
The Doctor squeezed her breast and rolled her hardened nipple around with his thumb. Rose moaned into her pillow, rolling a bit to the side to give him better access. He quickened his pace immediately, sliding in and out of her with perfect ease. Seconds later, she reached a mind-numbing orgasm, stars exploded in front of her eyes and Rose screamed loudly, her nails digging into the duvet as her walls contracted around the Doctor's cock.
He followed shortly, voicing her name with a shout as he emptied himself within her.
They stayed still for a bit, the wind chime's bells and their hard breathing the only sounds in the room.
The Doctor rolled them back to the side and slowly slid out of her, his cock already beginning to soften.
Panting, he gently pressed her shoulder down on the mattress, making Rose lay on her back.
He grinned as he leaned over her. “Proved my manliness, then?” His eyes twinkled as he asked this and Rose had to bit her lip to keep from laughing at his goofy grin. They sure looked ridiculous after a round of amazing sex.
“Quite thoroughly,” she answered back, touching his cheek and underlining his lower lip with her thumb. “You really need a shave, though.”
“Toothbrush and shower as well, I reckon.”
“Hm, don't care,” Rose said, running her hand through his dishevelled hair and tugging his head down for a lazy kiss.
“We should get married again,” the Doctor whispered against her lips.
Rose raised her eyebrows in surprise. “That's the... what? 52nd time?” she asked. The Doctor grinned and nodded, stroking her arm leisurely.
51 weddings so far... none of them on Earth, not one of them a formal wedding. It drove her mother mad, but Rose loved it nonetheless. It had kind of become their thing.
“And the TARDIS is up for it?” Rose asked, thinking about their baby TARDIS in the living room.
“We still can't travel that far in time... her energy levels are too feeble for that, but space travel should be alright.” He grinned broadly at her. “We can finally go to Barcelona! They've lovely hotels with gigantic bathtubs! Weeell, they had them in our universe... not so sure about here... wouldn't want to disappoint you like that one time on Kroxon. The warmest planet in the Shiro galaxy turning into ice... how rubbish is that?! But, oooh! Kankan would be nice as well! They've bikinis for wedding dresses!” His grin widened. “Brilliant, isn't it? Bikinis for wedding dresses? I love seeing you in bikinis! Yeah, Kankan would be great! I-”
He was suddenly stopped by Rose's lips on his, her tongue diving into his mouth to play with his own.
“Kankan?” he asked a bit breathless as they came up for air, eyes sparkling with love for her.
“Yeah, Kankan.” She kissed him again and he moaned against her lips.
The bells would ring a thousand times before they left their comfy bed.