DOCTOR WHO FICLET: Voyeur: An Interlude [ Martha/Ten/Romana | N17 ]
So, the pr0n bunny has hit me over the head again. and my Martha/Ten/Romana muses have been leaving dirty little thoughts in my head - be warned, this is a *total* PWP!
Title: Voyeur: An Interlude
Author: jinxed_wood
Beta: persiflage_1 - the wonderful girl!
Rating: N17
Pairing: Martha/Ten/Romana
Disclaimer; Doctor Who belongs to the Beeb, all I have is my Microsoft Word…
Author’s Note: A smutty interlude in my 'Favours of Romana' series. Other ficlets in this series are A Timelord' Kiss, The Seduction, The Perfect Moment, and Reasons Why
~~~VOYEUR: AN INTERLUDE~~~
Martha lay on the bed, chin propped on her hands, as she watched Romana and the Doctor touch each other, their hands roaming familiarly over each other’s skin. It was a slow, languorous affair, that spoke volumes about their shared history and it was the first time Martha had ever watched her lovers touch each other.
She was finding the experience strangely erotic.
Martha felt her skin flush, her own arousal growing as the Doctor slid between Romana’s thighs and entered her, a joining that elicited moans from both Romana’s and Martha’s lips, and Romana’s eyes slid to meet hers.
“Join us,” she mouthed, extending her hand in invitation, but Martha shook her head and smiled as she rolled to her side, and began to touch herself. No wonder Romana enjoyed watching the Doctor shag her so much.
Romana twisted the bedcovers in her hands as the Doctor rocked into her, letting their rhythm build slowly, and Martha’s eyes followed Romana’s legs as they curled around his back. She tried to decide which one she would rather be at that moment, the Doctor or Romana. It was a good thing she didn’t have to choose, as she wasn’t coming up with an easy answer.
Their tempo changed as they seemed to come to some silent agreement, and the Doctor lifted Romana from the bed and pulled her astride his lap. Their rhythm quickened, becoming urgent, and Martha felt her lips dry as the Doctor let out a low moan that she’d become familiar with. A telltale flush spread across Romana’s skin as he bucked up into her, and they collapsed slowly onto the bed, out of breath.
Martha,” Romana panted, and Martha crawled across the bed and stroked away the stray locks from Romana’s face. She felt the Doctor’s breath float along her neck, as she pillowed herself on Romana ’s breasts.
“That was nice,” Romana murmured, as she stroked Martha’s hair.
“Hmmm.” The Doctor said, his eyes lidded. “Brilliant, lovely, delicious, all those things rolled into one, in a nice….good… thing-whimmy…hmmm…”
Martha laughed, and Romana smiled mischievously, her hand wandering along the curve of Martha’s hip, raising a quiver of arousal through her. She bit her lip, as she felt Romana’s fingers dip between her thighs.
“I'd like to finish what you started,” Romana murmured.
“Oh yes,” Martha said lowly, as she felt Romana’s fingers push inside her, her palm sliding along her mound. Martha shifted on top of her, giving her better access as she found her lover’s breast with her mouth, her lips pulling on its aroused peak, causing Romana to gasp out loud.
The bed shifted, and a hand rested on her back. She felt the Doctor’s lips, and the slide of his tongue, as he crawled up behind her. He often did that. Unlike Romana, he didn’t like to merely watch.
She felt Romana’s fingers slip from her, and she gave a moan of protest that quickly turned into a sigh of pleasure as she felt the Doctor push into her. Martha arched up, letting him lift her hips off the bed as he slowly slid inside, his groin pressing against the curve of her arse as he murmured strange, meaningless words against her neck.
Romana lifted her head from the bed and kissed her mouth, her tongue slipping between her lips. Martha clung to her as the Doctor moved inside her, a rhythm that was both steady and insistent.
The climax took her by surprise, racking through her body as he ground up against her, filling her, and her body arched in another wave of pleasure as the Doctor and Romana curled around her. Martha fleetingly wondered if they were somehow feeding it, as she shivered and shuddered in their arms.
At last the orgasm ebbed, and Martha felt her eyes droop, exhaustion and sleep overtaking her.
~~~FINIS~~~
Title: Voyeur: An Interlude
Author: jinxed_wood
Beta: persiflage_1 - the wonderful girl!
Rating: N17
Pairing: Martha/Ten/Romana
Disclaimer; Doctor Who belongs to the Beeb, all I have is my Microsoft Word…
Author’s Note: A smutty interlude in my 'Favours of Romana' series. Other ficlets in this series are A Timelord' Kiss, The Seduction, The Perfect Moment, and Reasons Why
~~~VOYEUR: AN INTERLUDE~~~
Martha lay on the bed, chin propped on her hands, as she watched Romana and the Doctor touch each other, their hands roaming familiarly over each other’s skin. It was a slow, languorous affair, that spoke volumes about their shared history and it was the first time Martha had ever watched her lovers touch each other.
She was finding the experience strangely erotic.
Martha felt her skin flush, her own arousal growing as the Doctor slid between Romana’s thighs and entered her, a joining that elicited moans from both Romana’s and Martha’s lips, and Romana’s eyes slid to meet hers.
“Join us,” she mouthed, extending her hand in invitation, but Martha shook her head and smiled as she rolled to her side, and began to touch herself. No wonder Romana enjoyed watching the Doctor shag her so much.
Romana twisted the bedcovers in her hands as the Doctor rocked into her, letting their rhythm build slowly, and Martha’s eyes followed Romana’s legs as they curled around his back. She tried to decide which one she would rather be at that moment, the Doctor or Romana. It was a good thing she didn’t have to choose, as she wasn’t coming up with an easy answer.
Their tempo changed as they seemed to come to some silent agreement, and the Doctor lifted Romana from the bed and pulled her astride his lap. Their rhythm quickened, becoming urgent, and Martha felt her lips dry as the Doctor let out a low moan that she’d become familiar with. A telltale flush spread across Romana’s skin as he bucked up into her, and they collapsed slowly onto the bed, out of breath.
Martha,” Romana panted, and Martha crawled across the bed and stroked away the stray locks from Romana’s face. She felt the Doctor’s breath float along her neck, as she pillowed herself on Romana ’s breasts.
“That was nice,” Romana murmured, as she stroked Martha’s hair.
“Hmmm.” The Doctor said, his eyes lidded. “Brilliant, lovely, delicious, all those things rolled into one, in a nice….good… thing-whimmy…hmmm…”
Martha laughed, and Romana smiled mischievously, her hand wandering along the curve of Martha’s hip, raising a quiver of arousal through her. She bit her lip, as she felt Romana’s fingers dip between her thighs.
“I'd like to finish what you started,” Romana murmured.
“Oh yes,” Martha said lowly, as she felt Romana’s fingers push inside her, her palm sliding along her mound. Martha shifted on top of her, giving her better access as she found her lover’s breast with her mouth, her lips pulling on its aroused peak, causing Romana to gasp out loud.
The bed shifted, and a hand rested on her back. She felt the Doctor’s lips, and the slide of his tongue, as he crawled up behind her. He often did that. Unlike Romana, he didn’t like to merely watch.
She felt Romana’s fingers slip from her, and she gave a moan of protest that quickly turned into a sigh of pleasure as she felt the Doctor push into her. Martha arched up, letting him lift her hips off the bed as he slowly slid inside, his groin pressing against the curve of her arse as he murmured strange, meaningless words against her neck.
Romana lifted her head from the bed and kissed her mouth, her tongue slipping between her lips. Martha clung to her as the Doctor moved inside her, a rhythm that was both steady and insistent.
The climax took her by surprise, racking through her body as he ground up against her, filling her, and her body arched in another wave of pleasure as the Doctor and Romana curled around her. Martha fleetingly wondered if they were somehow feeding it, as she shivered and shuddered in their arms.
At last the orgasm ebbed, and Martha felt her eyes droop, exhaustion and sleep overtaking her.
~~~FINIS~~~