Frustration pt.3

Oct 06, 2007 16:54


Frustration pt 3.
Pairing:10/Rose
Rating: NC-17
Author: rogueguitar13

"I can't stand it when you look at me like that. You look at me like I'm the only thing that keeps you sane."
Rose turned away from his gaze, almost imperceptibly shuddering but she knew that he could see it.
"Please... God... I want to know what it's like to be with you but what if it changes everything?"
"Doctor?" Rose looked up to see him absentmindedly tossing the sonic screwdriver back and forth in his hands

"Yeah? What on?" He asked this still tossing the screwdriver while staring at her with honeyed brown eyes.
"I know where I want to go."
"Great! Well then lets revv the old girl up and be off!"
"Please... don't hate me."
"Hate you? Why in the universe would I hate you?"
"Can you... can you show me...?"
"Show you what?"
"Show me Gallifrey."
He stopped midmotion of tossing the screwdriver in the air again, and the control room was eerily silent but for their breathing; not even the Tardis seemed to make a hum of indifference towards them.

"No... No." He shook his head in agony. "Rose... don't ask me, please don't ask me to do this!"
"Why not, God! Why can't you just show me?"
"Damn it Rose! I killed them! I fucking murdered my own people!"
"I need to see it, I need to know it for myself!"
"You stupid selfish girl!"
"Selfish? Selfish for wanting to know you?" She screamed this at him.
"No! You don't even see it do you?"
"See what Doctor? What the hell do you want me to see when you get stuck inside your own emotions?"
"I'm trying! I'm trying to move on!"

"Move on from what you did?"
"From everything Rose! From you, from this stupid sick wish I have!"
She stops, close to tears and she doesn't even realise that a few have escaped her eyes.
"I want you! Are you happy now? Are you fucking happy? Every day I look at you, every single stupid day I wonder what it's like to feel you!"
"Doctor?"
"Shut up!" He breathes running a hand through his hair and stalks towards her.
"Nightmares are the farthest thing from my mind at night dear Rose Tyler! It's you, you are on my mind! Every tortureous hour of the night!"

He pushed her roughly against the wall, and loved the sound as she cried out, tipping his head he whispered in her ear, his warm breath causing her to clench her legs; but from desire or fear she doesn't know.
"That's right Rose! Scream, because that's how you make me feel Every. Single. Day!"
"Doctor please!"
"Please what Rose?"
"Please!"
"Tell me!"
"No... I can't!"
"Yes!"

She kisses him suddenly, her hands threading through his brown unruly hair and moans at the feeling of him, the taste.
He pulls back, and his eyes are almost entirely black like an obsidian pool.
"No! Bad form Rose! You had your chance to take me! You could feel it!"
He pulls her hands above her and holds them tight, and pulls her dress down, thanking the Gods it's stretchable, noticing her bra is tougher to get off one handed he pushes it above her breasts.
"I hate looking at what I can't have Rose, I hate it even more when its flaunted at me!"

The simple TARDIS fluid stained T-shirt was quickly removed from his body one handed, followed in short order by his pants and converse trainers tossed away.
"There are days I hate you Rose... Hate you so much!"

His lips descended onto hers as he worked his right hand into her knickers, the sonic screwdriver dropped with his disguarded shirt.
"I've wanted you for over a year but I was too damn righteous to do anything! Well I've changed Rose love! I don't give a damn anymore!" He said this into her neck as his delicate piano playing fingers came into contact with her sensative mons. The hair trimmed so delicately that it is added to the stimulus as he raked his forefinger gently over her clit.
"God!" Rose's head falls back against the wall as he makes short order of her quickening desire.
"Sorry lover, not a God, just a lord but I'm sure we can work our way up." He laughed against her as his fingers slipped inside and without in quick succession, teasing her clit fereverently with his palm.

He loved how she quaked against his body, her sighs stuccattoed in rhythm; her mouth breathing out air heavily against the side of his cheek.
"Pl..ease.. Do..ctor!" She begins to beg, her voice breaking and growing husky with arousal.
"Now you know the meaning of my frustration Rose... My need... Every bloody night.
He feels desperate to be within her, but she's only had approximately five minutes twenty two seconds twelve nanoseconds and counting moments of this desire.
While he has lived with it for four hundred and sixteen days eight hours and thirty two minute twenty one seconds, six nanoseconds and counting moments of need, of anger, no...Frustration.

"Hold out a bit longer love... do it for me!" He begs her, tears of anger running down his face.
"Cc..an't." She sighed, flexing her hips against his hand.
"Do it! Just fucking do it!"
"Ohhh! Hurry!"

He removed his hand from her knickers and she cried out at the loss, but moaned as he released her hands and pulled the wet material from her body, getting down to his knees.
"I've worshipped you Rose, and you never once realised just how much you mean to me." He choked this out, leaning against the wet inner thigh of her left leg.
She gazed down at him, her breasts heaving, and said the only thing that came to mind.
"I love you."
He sighs, and starts kissing up her thigh.
"I know Rose." He states just as he reaches her quim.
He gives himself over to the task of conquering her, of loving her so completely she'll never leave.
His tongue, the tongue that has tasted so many things in the past, has never tasted anything quite like her.
It's not all that the romance novels he has snuck from her room, made it out to be.
It is better than the words they use to describe a woman's flavor, one completely unique; completely Rose.

She cried out suddenly above him, her hips moving jerkily even as he attempts to hold her steady; he knew she would collapse at any moment, and so he slowed with his tongue gently bathing her.
Getting to his feet again he holds her close, wrapping her legs about him.
"Rose... have you?" He asked and watched as she shook her head no.
"N..no. Only you... waited..for you."
"Shhh beautiful...shh."
"Please."
"Only you Rose...only you." And with that said he carefully begins to slide within her.
It is incredibly tight, making him feel a masculine sense of pride and ownership as he hears her cry out in a small bit of pain. He can smell the small droplet of blood running down her thigh and longs to snatch it up, to store the taste of it forever within his mind.

He waits for a moment, letting her adjust, and begins to move when he feels her shifting against the wall of his ship. He knows the TARDIS is storing this on her video feeds for him to review, he can feel his ship's contentment at how right it feels.
He began to speed up, moving within her and withdrawing at a steady uphill pace, he can feel her coming closer to the precipace and he wants to meet her there in all her divine glory.
"Rose.... holy.. Rose!"
"Please! Doctor!"
"Oh! Yes! Beautiful woman!
"DOCTOR! God...love you!"
"Hate...love...you!"
He moved home once more and they fell together screaming over the edge into the abyss.

He held her steady against the wall as they both came down from the peak, and kissed her lips softly.
He waited until she opened her eyes again and smiled wiggiling his sweaty brow.
"Hello there!"
She laughs gently as he smiles a bigger and brighter flash of teeth.
"Hello Doctor."
He slowly pulled away from her and sighed contentedly against the wall.
"I say Rose... I should be cross with you more often!"

She laughed hugging him close again.

Picking her up in his arms he smiled.

"I think someone needs a bath."

End of Frustration hope you all enjoyed it! Be kind and please review!

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