Part 03 - Chapter 05b - Time for Bed (NC17)
Rose’s hand in mine is so warm and I feel the surge of excitement as we move down the hall. Already thoughts of what I want to do with her are running through my head. Moments later we enter my room and I swing her round resuming where we left off in the hall.
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I had told myself I wouldn’t do this, I wouldn’t risk hurting him again but it was obvious today that my trying to put distance between us was worse for both of us. As we enter his room he stops, suddenly swinging me around and pulling me into his arms so quickly it takes my breath away. I feel his hands sliding over my skin as he snakes one hand up under my shirt, while the other is in my hair cupping the back of my neck as he pulls me in for a kiss. His lips are cool but his tongue warm as he moves it along my bottom lip, questing for entrance. I open for him and draw him in. The things he does, the way he teases and caresses me, makes me hunger for more of him and I pull his jumper from his jeans and slide my hands over the strong muscles of his back. His body is lean and I know he is much stronger than he looks. He really does feel so lovely to touch.
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Her hands are like fire brands sliding along my shoulder blades and across my back, marking me as hers; searing her presence into my skin and cranking up all of my other senses. I can still smell Jack on her clothes from where he was touching her earlier and it makes me want to touch her everywhere to eradicate his scent with my own. The soft sound of her enjoyment as I find just the right spot in her mouth, combined with her heighten arousal, and sends a flush of pleasure straight to my groin. As if knowing what she is doing to me she pulls herself tight against my body, grinding her hips forward into my erection, sending sparks flying across my vision.
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I feel him still in the exploration of my body and moan, “Oh Rose,” as I press into him. His body is trembling ever so slightly beneath my hands and it’s my turn to moan as those clever lips descend on my throat, nipping and sucking. Ever so gently he pulls back and I wonder why, until my bra clasp comes undone, “Really Rose, do you really like that t-shirt?” he whispers in my ear.
The quiet growl of his words in my ear sends chills up my spine and as I look into his eyes I see how they have changed again, telling me of his desire and sending another shiver through me. As I quietly reply, “I… I think it’s time for it to go don’t you?”
I can’t help but smile at the expression on his face, an expression that says that that was exactly what he was thinking. I return his smile and reach for the hem of my top, slowly pulling jacket, union jack t-shirt and bra off at the same time. As I shed my clothes I watch the approval and passion in his eyes. I feel his desire shimmering around the edges of my mind; it is like the first hints of sunrise, right before the sun comes up fully and bathes the land in light, and like that sun his desire is beginning to warm me through.
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I watch as she slowly strips out of her tops and can practically feel desire flowing off of her now. I really am going to have to work with her on her shielding, just not right now. Right now I have other much more interesting things to work on with her. As she drops her tops I watch as she pokes her tongue out and smiles cheekily and asks, “Like what you see, Doctor?”
How can she ask? Of course I like what I see, it’s just still hard to believe that she wants me, particularly in this manner and I know that I would again gladly die to protect her. I don’t deserve her; don’t deserve what she is offering so freely, and yet like a moth drawn to a flame I am drawn to her. I am entranced by the heat of her as I gently caress her face; so soft and so very beautiful. “My beautiful Rose,” I gently draw her in to me and revel in the warmth of her body pressed close to mine as I begin to kiss her again. In her arms like this the entire universe could vanish and I wouldn’t care.
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Oh, this man does know how to kiss! Slowly he releases me, sensing my need to breathe more often than he. “You really do have too many clothes on,” I whisper in his ear as I slide my hands across his soft jumper, separating him from the leather he wears like armor about him. As I register the thump it makes as it hits the floor I can’t help but think he really does seem to keep a lot of stuff in those pockets. Smiling, I can’t resist asking him, “So Doctor, is that your sonic screwdriver or are you happy to see me?” as I give him a full body press and slide my hand up the back of his jumper again, this time with the intent of insuring that it is coming off. Catching the bottom of it, I push it up and he gets the hint and slides out of it.
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Oh Rassilion, it feels good when she does that! I try to concentrate but my senses are enveloped in her. The tight buds of her breasts are gently sending trails of fire across my chest. Hot, oh so hot, human hands run along my sides, pushing my jumper up and off and I am drained of any desire but to touch this luscious creature in my arms. As she takes a step back to view her handy work I again close the distance and recapture those sweet lips. The scent of her arousal has been steadily increasing as has my own. I release her lips; these clothes really do need to go.
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As he releases me I know exactly what he is thinking by the look on his face and as he reaches for the button of my jeans I begin to work on his. Within moments we have shed the last of our clothing and I stand for a moment enjoying the view of the man I love more than I could have ever imagined loving someone.
For a moment we both stand, slightly breathless, as we enjoy the view but neither of us is content with just looking now. He steps forward to embrace me and I melt willingly into him, "Oh my precious Rose." I hear him whisper in my ear then feel his body go still and rigid in my arms.
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So warm and incredibly soft in my arms as I pull her in tightly against me I bury my face in her hair and breath in deeply wanting to drown in her smell. Instead I smell the smoky smells of the London bombsite. I hadn’t even considered how much we had been surrounded by the smells of war in London in the blitz until that moment and in that moment I am lost.
Visions of another war, of bombs and destruction on worldwide scale, explosions pelting debris down upon me as I dodge to avoid a falling wall. I duck around a corner and pull the young Gallifreyan Seriveilan tight against me so he too is hidden. As we hear the sound of Dalek fire he tries to go back and warn the others but I know instinctively it’s too late and tighten my grip on his arms to prevent him from leaving our meager shelter and moving to where he can be seen, which would mean his certain death. They are so close now and the slightest motion forward will expose us in this small alcove of collapsed wall. So we stand frozen as we listen to the rest of our group die unable to do anything for them as neither of us now has a working weapon.
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"Doctor?" I whisper in his ear as I feel him still in my arms. He is holding me so tightly now I will most likely have bruises. I can tell he is lost in that dark place again and I would do anything to shield him, protect him, from that darkness. I am unsure what has caused it this time but I have no intention of leaving him there. Worse is that fact that I know he has voluntarily trapped himself behind the walls he built trying to protect others from his waking nightmares. I know it was necessary because of the war but often he seems not to see the connection; he barely mentions it unless I ask him something specific. I need to bring those walls down again if I ever hope to ease that pain in whatever way I can. Right now I know of only one way to do that, to force him to be in the here and now, with me. He isn't hearing my voice, as his mind is engaged somewhere far away so I let my body speak to his. I swivel my hips as I grip his bum, determined to get through to him through his member which is sandwiched between our bodies and that through distraction has lost interest.
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I gasp in surprise as I snap out the memory. What in the universe is she doing? Whatever it is don't ever stop! I can only gape at her in surprise, "So I have your attention again do I?" Her quiet words make me give her an embarrassed grin, though it's her next words, spoken oh so quietly in my ear, that floor me, "It's the least you can do as I plan to suck that over active brains of yours out the head of your cock!" Her deliberately crude words shock me. That coupled with the seductive way she is rubbing herself against me, and vision her words conjure leaves me speechless. How did I warrant such a beautiful gift as my Rose? I dread to think what fate will extract from me for this fleeting pleasure.
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Now that's more like it! I love leaving him gobsmacked. As he stands there stunned I squirm just a bit more to make sure I have his attention right where I want it and then I backup. Sliding my hand between us I grab his now fully attentive member. Before he can recover from his surprise I lead him to the bed. By the time we close the couple of feet to the bed he is beaming at me, his face splitting into a wide grin.
"Fantastic!"
I smile at his exuberant reaction. As we approached the bed I had maneuvered him so it was behind him. Letting go of my intimate grip on him, I move up against him pushing him backward to the bed at the same time. I am pretty sure it's not lost on him what I am doing. His arms come up to encircle me and I nip his chin, surprising him a bit but the smile on his face makes it clear it was not distressing.
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The imp thinks she is so clever. Well, there is no question that she did catch me off guard with that comment, I hadn't expected he to be so brazen. That’s my Rose though, always doing the unexpected. Well, two can play at that game. I tighten my arms and spin us about so now it's the backs of her legs that are pinned against the bed, "You think you’re so smart don't you, Miss Tyler?" Her smile tells me exactly how clever she thinks she is. Leaning in very close, I nip her earlobe and whisper in her ear, "But you forget I'm smarter," and before she can react to that I scoop her up and gently toss her into the middle of my bed.
I can't help but laugh at her indignant, "Oi," and scramble up onto bed with the intention of tickling her, but she is not having that. Even as I move in she turns and catches me about the middle and throws her body weight in such a manner that she winds up on top of me. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that wrestling with a naked Rose Tyler is just down right fun, but when she moves in to tickle me it’s time to show her who’s the boss, she has no idea how sensitive my sides can be particularly when I’m aroused as she is making me right now and a divergent biology lesson is not on my agenda. I roll us over, grabbing her wrists and pining them to the bed, “Now what do you propose I do with you, Ms Tyler?”
With a so sultry grin she replies, “Oh well, you could let me have my way with you.” With that she slowly runs her tongue around her lips before parking it in that adorable way she has in the corner of her mouth. When I pretend to think about it for a moment she shimmies her hips beneath me and caresses the back of my leg with her foot and suddenly I am very curious about what exactly she has in mind.
So I lean in very close and whisper in her ear, “Does that mean I get to do the same?” Her shiver and an increase in her pheromones tell me she likes that idea very much and with that I roll us over so she is now sprawled across my body. I guardedly release her hands, alert for her to try to move in to tickle me.
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I don’t know if is possible for anyone to get sexier than he is to me right now and I am both surprised and delighted when he rolls us over and releases my hands. I am going to ensure he doesn’t regret that decision and lean in and give him a slow kiss while caressing his short baby fine hair before I move. With a small squirm I roll to my right and begin peppering his chest with small kisses. All the while he is watching me with that intense gaze he has when he is completely focused. I can’t help but smile that I have fully captured his attention. Getting his undivided attention is not an easy thing to do, as he always seems to be thinking about at least a dozen different things.
I love touching him and I don’t know that I could ever get enough. I glide my hands over the hard lean planes of his stomach and chest. A smell like sweet cinnamon seems to get stronger the more aroused he becomes and I know that I will never look at cinnamon pastry in the same way again. It just makes me want to eat him up in little bites. So I begin to nibble and nip at his side as I work my way toward my goal. I intend to have a taste of a bit more of him tonight.
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I watch enthralled at her predatory movements as she slowly and deliberately works her way down my body and I have to wonder if she will carry through on her on her earlier stated intentions. She is moving so slowly it’s torture and her nibbling is causing incredible sensations to lance from her latest nibbling point straight for my groin. It seems almost like some sort of lovely dream, having her here with me, but if I’m dreaming I never want to wake up. It’s hard to believe that my sweet innocent Rose is not nearly so innocent as I at first thought. It has been centuries since someone last did for me what she spoke of, and the thought that she would even consider it makes me tremble. “Rose, you…” I can’t continue as I see the intense desire reflected in her beautiful brown eyes; the unfettered impact of that desire hitting me full force because of her inability to shield her emotions.
I close my eyes in pleasure as the sheer power of those feeling slam into me. For months now the only mind I have had to commune with has been that of Verity. As much as she has tried to comfort me, taking on a humanoid form in my minds eye, she isn’t and never has been human or anything even vaguely humanoid. In some ways her efforts, no matter how well intended, have left me feeling even more alone, made me feel even more keenly the lack of any other of my own kind. Then into my darkness came Rose, into that hole in my head flowed the comfort of my Rose. I open my eyes to take in this wonderful angel of mercy only to find her staring intently at me. I can’t help but look away in shame as it is obvious that she has figured out my mind has wandered once more.
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He lets down his shields some more; lets me in, then even as I approached my desired goal I lose him again and want to cry out in frustration that his ghosts have such an intense hold on him. I want to shake him and make him see me, make him stay with me, but I know it would be pointless. I know it is not of his choosing that he gets lost like this, and it breaks my heart to know that the very pleasure I wish to give him is probably the trigger causing him to get lost in his own mind. I watch him, hoping that I can re-attract his attention before his inattentiveness can again become a waking nightmare. As I see him open his eyes and see the realization of his mental wandering strike shame in him I almost cry, but I will not let him hide. I know how much we both want this, so I take control as I did that first night.
I react quickly before he can move away physically from the rejection he obviously expects. I grab his manhood and let go of any further subtlety. His eyes snap back to mine as I slowly stroke him once, then again feeling the delicious wave of pleasure come from him at my actions. I give him a reassuring smile and release his gaze as I take him in my mouth and begin lapping gently at the contours of him. For this action I am rewarded with a strangled groan of enjoyment and another wonderful rush of pleasure blazing a trail of fire to my core. I feel his hand in my hair, not demanding more of me, just hanging on as if he is afraid I will take this away from him. Slowly I caress his stomach and chest as I suck and stroke him. I can feel his body humming in time to my actions as pleasure coils in his groin and in mine in sympathy. Nothing I had ever experienced before him could compare to these incredible shared sensations. Never in my life had I suspected how truly fantastic my actions could make him feel and he is consistently sharing that pleasure with me.
Feeling his reactions makes this so much easier as I know instantly what feels good and what feels better, when to speed up and when to slow down. I become lost in the sensations, seeking only to find the release our bodies are craving. “Rose… I…” I hear him begin in a strangled voice. The rest of his words are never spoken, as I know what he was trying to say. He is trying to warn me that I am pushing him to the edge. Knowing how close he is I increase the speed of my attentions. Sucking a bit harder, I run my tongue along those lovely veins and feel the lightning flashes of bliss begin to crackle along his spine as I struggle to focus on pushing him over that edge. I freeze for a fraction of a moment as his body goes rigid beneath me, not trusting myself to any other action as sizzles of pleasure flash up my spine. His reaction to the sudden halt jars me back into motion as the need for the continued stimulation causes our bodies to scream at its loss. I whimper around him and squeeze my eyes shut in pleasure as his orgasm causes my own to fire through our bodies and I cease to care whose body is generating these wonderful feelings.
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I pry my eyes open to look down my body at my sweet Rose as we slowly drift back to our senses. I can’t believe she did that, that she was willing to do this for me. I shiver with an aftershock of pleasure that ripples though her body, which is still screaming her emotions and sensations at me. How incredible it feels to share this again with another, mind-to-mind, bodies singing together in harmony the song of ecstasy. Each time we do this it seems we are becoming more in sync than ever. I know I don’t deserve Rose but I am immeasurably grateful at the moment that she doesn’t agree with me.
Chapter 06 - The Unexpected Moving Forward Index 1
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I had told myself I wouldn’t do this, I wouldn’t risk hurting him again but it was obvious today that my trying to put distance between us was worse for both of us. As we enter his room he stops, suddenly swinging me around and pulling me into his arms so quickly it takes my breath away. I feel his hands sliding over my skin as he snakes one hand up under my shirt, while the other is in my hair cupping the back of my neck as he pulls me in for a kiss. His lips are cool but his tongue warm as he moves it along my bottom lip, questing for entrance. I open for him and draw him in. The things he does, the way he teases and caresses me, makes me hunger for more of him and I pull his jumper from his jeans and slide my hands over the strong muscles of his back. His body is lean and I know he is much stronger than he looks. He really does feel so lovely to touch.
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Her hands are like fire brands sliding along my shoulder blades and across my back, marking me as hers; searing her presence into my skin and cranking up all of my other senses. I can still smell Jack on her clothes from where he was touching her earlier and it makes me want to touch her everywhere to eradicate his scent with my own. The soft sound of her enjoyment as I find just the right spot in her mouth, combined with her heighten arousal, and sends a flush of pleasure straight to my groin. As if knowing what she is doing to me she pulls herself tight against my body, grinding her hips forward into my erection, sending sparks flying across my vision.
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I feel him still in the exploration of my body and moan, “Oh Rose,” as I press into him. His body is trembling ever so slightly beneath my hands and it’s my turn to moan as those clever lips descend on my throat, nipping and sucking. Ever so gently he pulls back and I wonder why, until my bra clasp comes undone, “Really Rose, do you really like that t-shirt?” he whispers in my ear.
The quiet growl of his words in my ear sends chills up my spine and as I look into his eyes I see how they have changed again, telling me of his desire and sending another shiver through me. As I quietly reply, “I… I think it’s time for it to go don’t you?”
I can’t help but smile at the expression on his face, an expression that says that that was exactly what he was thinking. I return his smile and reach for the hem of my top, slowly pulling jacket, union jack t-shirt and bra off at the same time. As I shed my clothes I watch the approval and passion in his eyes. I feel his desire shimmering around the edges of my mind; it is like the first hints of sunrise, right before the sun comes up fully and bathes the land in light, and like that sun his desire is beginning to warm me through.
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I watch as she slowly strips out of her tops and can practically feel desire flowing off of her now. I really am going to have to work with her on her shielding, just not right now. Right now I have other much more interesting things to work on with her. As she drops her tops I watch as she pokes her tongue out and smiles cheekily and asks, “Like what you see, Doctor?”
How can she ask? Of course I like what I see, it’s just still hard to believe that she wants me, particularly in this manner and I know that I would again gladly die to protect her. I don’t deserve her; don’t deserve what she is offering so freely, and yet like a moth drawn to a flame I am drawn to her. I am entranced by the heat of her as I gently caress her face; so soft and so very beautiful. “My beautiful Rose,” I gently draw her in to me and revel in the warmth of her body pressed close to mine as I begin to kiss her again. In her arms like this the entire universe could vanish and I wouldn’t care.
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Oh, this man does know how to kiss! Slowly he releases me, sensing my need to breathe more often than he. “You really do have too many clothes on,” I whisper in his ear as I slide my hands across his soft jumper, separating him from the leather he wears like armor about him. As I register the thump it makes as it hits the floor I can’t help but think he really does seem to keep a lot of stuff in those pockets. Smiling, I can’t resist asking him, “So Doctor, is that your sonic screwdriver or are you happy to see me?” as I give him a full body press and slide my hand up the back of his jumper again, this time with the intent of insuring that it is coming off. Catching the bottom of it, I push it up and he gets the hint and slides out of it.
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Oh Rassilion, it feels good when she does that! I try to concentrate but my senses are enveloped in her. The tight buds of her breasts are gently sending trails of fire across my chest. Hot, oh so hot, human hands run along my sides, pushing my jumper up and off and I am drained of any desire but to touch this luscious creature in my arms. As she takes a step back to view her handy work I again close the distance and recapture those sweet lips. The scent of her arousal has been steadily increasing as has my own. I release her lips; these clothes really do need to go.
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As he releases me I know exactly what he is thinking by the look on his face and as he reaches for the button of my jeans I begin to work on his. Within moments we have shed the last of our clothing and I stand for a moment enjoying the view of the man I love more than I could have ever imagined loving someone.
For a moment we both stand, slightly breathless, as we enjoy the view but neither of us is content with just looking now. He steps forward to embrace me and I melt willingly into him, "Oh my precious Rose." I hear him whisper in my ear then feel his body go still and rigid in my arms.
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So warm and incredibly soft in my arms as I pull her in tightly against me I bury my face in her hair and breath in deeply wanting to drown in her smell. Instead I smell the smoky smells of the London bombsite. I hadn’t even considered how much we had been surrounded by the smells of war in London in the blitz until that moment and in that moment I am lost.
Visions of another war, of bombs and destruction on worldwide scale, explosions pelting debris down upon me as I dodge to avoid a falling wall. I duck around a corner and pull the young Gallifreyan Seriveilan tight against me so he too is hidden. As we hear the sound of Dalek fire he tries to go back and warn the others but I know instinctively it’s too late and tighten my grip on his arms to prevent him from leaving our meager shelter and moving to where he can be seen, which would mean his certain death. They are so close now and the slightest motion forward will expose us in this small alcove of collapsed wall. So we stand frozen as we listen to the rest of our group die unable to do anything for them as neither of us now has a working weapon.
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"Doctor?" I whisper in his ear as I feel him still in my arms. He is holding me so tightly now I will most likely have bruises. I can tell he is lost in that dark place again and I would do anything to shield him, protect him, from that darkness. I am unsure what has caused it this time but I have no intention of leaving him there. Worse is that fact that I know he has voluntarily trapped himself behind the walls he built trying to protect others from his waking nightmares. I know it was necessary because of the war but often he seems not to see the connection; he barely mentions it unless I ask him something specific. I need to bring those walls down again if I ever hope to ease that pain in whatever way I can. Right now I know of only one way to do that, to force him to be in the here and now, with me. He isn't hearing my voice, as his mind is engaged somewhere far away so I let my body speak to his. I swivel my hips as I grip his bum, determined to get through to him through his member which is sandwiched between our bodies and that through distraction has lost interest.
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I gasp in surprise as I snap out the memory. What in the universe is she doing? Whatever it is don't ever stop! I can only gape at her in surprise, "So I have your attention again do I?" Her quiet words make me give her an embarrassed grin, though it's her next words, spoken oh so quietly in my ear, that floor me, "It's the least you can do as I plan to suck that over active brains of yours out the head of your cock!" Her deliberately crude words shock me. That coupled with the seductive way she is rubbing herself against me, and vision her words conjure leaves me speechless. How did I warrant such a beautiful gift as my Rose? I dread to think what fate will extract from me for this fleeting pleasure.
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Now that's more like it! I love leaving him gobsmacked. As he stands there stunned I squirm just a bit more to make sure I have his attention right where I want it and then I backup. Sliding my hand between us I grab his now fully attentive member. Before he can recover from his surprise I lead him to the bed. By the time we close the couple of feet to the bed he is beaming at me, his face splitting into a wide grin.
"Fantastic!"
I smile at his exuberant reaction. As we approached the bed I had maneuvered him so it was behind him. Letting go of my intimate grip on him, I move up against him pushing him backward to the bed at the same time. I am pretty sure it's not lost on him what I am doing. His arms come up to encircle me and I nip his chin, surprising him a bit but the smile on his face makes it clear it was not distressing.
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The imp thinks she is so clever. Well, there is no question that she did catch me off guard with that comment, I hadn't expected he to be so brazen. That’s my Rose though, always doing the unexpected. Well, two can play at that game. I tighten my arms and spin us about so now it's the backs of her legs that are pinned against the bed, "You think you’re so smart don't you, Miss Tyler?" Her smile tells me exactly how clever she thinks she is. Leaning in very close, I nip her earlobe and whisper in her ear, "But you forget I'm smarter," and before she can react to that I scoop her up and gently toss her into the middle of my bed.
I can't help but laugh at her indignant, "Oi," and scramble up onto bed with the intention of tickling her, but she is not having that. Even as I move in she turns and catches me about the middle and throws her body weight in such a manner that she winds up on top of me. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that wrestling with a naked Rose Tyler is just down right fun, but when she moves in to tickle me it’s time to show her who’s the boss, she has no idea how sensitive my sides can be particularly when I’m aroused as she is making me right now and a divergent biology lesson is not on my agenda. I roll us over, grabbing her wrists and pining them to the bed, “Now what do you propose I do with you, Ms Tyler?”
With a so sultry grin she replies, “Oh well, you could let me have my way with you.” With that she slowly runs her tongue around her lips before parking it in that adorable way she has in the corner of her mouth. When I pretend to think about it for a moment she shimmies her hips beneath me and caresses the back of my leg with her foot and suddenly I am very curious about what exactly she has in mind.
So I lean in very close and whisper in her ear, “Does that mean I get to do the same?” Her shiver and an increase in her pheromones tell me she likes that idea very much and with that I roll us over so she is now sprawled across my body. I guardedly release her hands, alert for her to try to move in to tickle me.
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I don’t know if is possible for anyone to get sexier than he is to me right now and I am both surprised and delighted when he rolls us over and releases my hands. I am going to ensure he doesn’t regret that decision and lean in and give him a slow kiss while caressing his short baby fine hair before I move. With a small squirm I roll to my right and begin peppering his chest with small kisses. All the while he is watching me with that intense gaze he has when he is completely focused. I can’t help but smile that I have fully captured his attention. Getting his undivided attention is not an easy thing to do, as he always seems to be thinking about at least a dozen different things.
I love touching him and I don’t know that I could ever get enough. I glide my hands over the hard lean planes of his stomach and chest. A smell like sweet cinnamon seems to get stronger the more aroused he becomes and I know that I will never look at cinnamon pastry in the same way again. It just makes me want to eat him up in little bites. So I begin to nibble and nip at his side as I work my way toward my goal. I intend to have a taste of a bit more of him tonight.
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I watch enthralled at her predatory movements as she slowly and deliberately works her way down my body and I have to wonder if she will carry through on her on her earlier stated intentions. She is moving so slowly it’s torture and her nibbling is causing incredible sensations to lance from her latest nibbling point straight for my groin. It seems almost like some sort of lovely dream, having her here with me, but if I’m dreaming I never want to wake up. It’s hard to believe that my sweet innocent Rose is not nearly so innocent as I at first thought. It has been centuries since someone last did for me what she spoke of, and the thought that she would even consider it makes me tremble. “Rose, you…” I can’t continue as I see the intense desire reflected in her beautiful brown eyes; the unfettered impact of that desire hitting me full force because of her inability to shield her emotions.
I close my eyes in pleasure as the sheer power of those feeling slam into me. For months now the only mind I have had to commune with has been that of Verity. As much as she has tried to comfort me, taking on a humanoid form in my minds eye, she isn’t and never has been human or anything even vaguely humanoid. In some ways her efforts, no matter how well intended, have left me feeling even more alone, made me feel even more keenly the lack of any other of my own kind. Then into my darkness came Rose, into that hole in my head flowed the comfort of my Rose. I open my eyes to take in this wonderful angel of mercy only to find her staring intently at me. I can’t help but look away in shame as it is obvious that she has figured out my mind has wandered once more.
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He lets down his shields some more; lets me in, then even as I approached my desired goal I lose him again and want to cry out in frustration that his ghosts have such an intense hold on him. I want to shake him and make him see me, make him stay with me, but I know it would be pointless. I know it is not of his choosing that he gets lost like this, and it breaks my heart to know that the very pleasure I wish to give him is probably the trigger causing him to get lost in his own mind. I watch him, hoping that I can re-attract his attention before his inattentiveness can again become a waking nightmare. As I see him open his eyes and see the realization of his mental wandering strike shame in him I almost cry, but I will not let him hide. I know how much we both want this, so I take control as I did that first night.
I react quickly before he can move away physically from the rejection he obviously expects. I grab his manhood and let go of any further subtlety. His eyes snap back to mine as I slowly stroke him once, then again feeling the delicious wave of pleasure come from him at my actions. I give him a reassuring smile and release his gaze as I take him in my mouth and begin lapping gently at the contours of him. For this action I am rewarded with a strangled groan of enjoyment and another wonderful rush of pleasure blazing a trail of fire to my core. I feel his hand in my hair, not demanding more of me, just hanging on as if he is afraid I will take this away from him. Slowly I caress his stomach and chest as I suck and stroke him. I can feel his body humming in time to my actions as pleasure coils in his groin and in mine in sympathy. Nothing I had ever experienced before him could compare to these incredible shared sensations. Never in my life had I suspected how truly fantastic my actions could make him feel and he is consistently sharing that pleasure with me.
Feeling his reactions makes this so much easier as I know instantly what feels good and what feels better, when to speed up and when to slow down. I become lost in the sensations, seeking only to find the release our bodies are craving. “Rose… I…” I hear him begin in a strangled voice. The rest of his words are never spoken, as I know what he was trying to say. He is trying to warn me that I am pushing him to the edge. Knowing how close he is I increase the speed of my attentions. Sucking a bit harder, I run my tongue along those lovely veins and feel the lightning flashes of bliss begin to crackle along his spine as I struggle to focus on pushing him over that edge. I freeze for a fraction of a moment as his body goes rigid beneath me, not trusting myself to any other action as sizzles of pleasure flash up my spine. His reaction to the sudden halt jars me back into motion as the need for the continued stimulation causes our bodies to scream at its loss. I whimper around him and squeeze my eyes shut in pleasure as his orgasm causes my own to fire through our bodies and I cease to care whose body is generating these wonderful feelings.
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I pry my eyes open to look down my body at my sweet Rose as we slowly drift back to our senses. I can’t believe she did that, that she was willing to do this for me. I shiver with an aftershock of pleasure that ripples though her body, which is still screaming her emotions and sensations at me. How incredible it feels to share this again with another, mind-to-mind, bodies singing together in harmony the song of ecstasy. Each time we do this it seems we are becoming more in sync than ever. I know I don’t deserve Rose but I am immeasurably grateful at the moment that she doesn’t agree with me.
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