Fic: "Fed Up" (1/1) (Ten/Donna, Doctor Who)
Title: "Fed Up" (1/1)
Author: ageless_aislynn
Characters: Ten/Donna, Jack
'Verse: "All Tied Up," which started with "Wrapped Up."
Summary: For the Timestamp meme, juliet316 asked for some cracky, fluffy goodness involving candy floss (aka cotton candy to we Americans ;) ) as a follow up to "Bubblewrapped Up."
Rating: R (very light, for some suggestive situations and language, nothing graphic)
Length: 1,021
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine or you can bet there would've been happy endings for everybody!
A/N: My apologies, juliet316, for taking so very long to get this to you. *blush* Hope you enjoy it despite the wait! ;) Many thanks to teh loverly dazzlebug for her always awesome Brit-picking skills. *hugs* ;)
"Are you taking me on some bizarre bondage tour of the universe, Doctor?" Donna demanded, struggling against the fluffy pink strands binding them on their sides next to each other.
"Of course not," the Doctor said, leaning back to prevent their foreheads from crashing together.
"Being tied up with ropes is at least fairly normal- I can't believe I just said that. I never would've said something like that before I met you, spaceman! Then there was the bubblewrap, which was annoying but still understandable. But this? This takes the bloody cake!"
"Ooo, do you two have cake?" Jack Harkness called from the other room. "Me? I'm stretched out in a big dish and having ice cream sundae toppings applied by a very talented robotic arm. Sadly, though, it doesn't seem to care about my many personal charms."
Donna glared at the Doctor. "What have you gotten us into this time?"
"Me?" he protested. "Why is this my fault?"
"Because being tied up in candy floss sounds like something that you'd think was fun!"
"Well, when you put it that way… Not that I'm agreeing to any culpability, mind you! Now, we just need to find a way out of here and-"
"Eat me," she interrupted.
He blinked. "Beg pardon?"
"Don't think I haven't noticed you nibbling on your own straightjacket there, sunshine. You might as well start nibbling on mine until I can get an arm free."
"Why don't you eat me, in that case?" he returned.
"Is anybody interested in eating me?" Jack asked hopefully. "I have a banana quite artfully arranged to encase my- Oh and now there's a cherry on top!"
"Doctor," she said firmly. "Don't make me ask you again."
He raised an eyebrow at her but wiggled and contorted until he was able to set his mouth against her shoulder.
"Oy, teeth!" she reprimanded. "You nearly broke the skin! Wait. Skin? Where's my blouse?"
She squirmed against her bonds and he protested, "Donna!" as she nearly clipped him in the chin with her shoulder.
"I'm naked!" she exclaimed in an utterly scandalized tone.
"Well, of course," he said, matter of fact. "I'd presume that whomever wrapped us in candy floss didn't want to get clothing fibers in their teeth."
"Oh, now, we wouldn't want alien cannibals to get fibers in their teeth, would we?" she said sarcastically. "Back to work, then!"
He rolled his eyes a bit but obliged. Donna soon found it difficult to remain still under the sensation of his cool lips working against her bare flesh.
"Jack," she called, clearing her throat when her voice emerged slightly breathless. "How are you doing in there?"
"Quite decoratively," he said. "We just finished with the chocolate sauce and now we're progressing to- Huh, what do you know? Pineapple rings, how nontraditional!"
"That's a... Oh, what was it called? A Vesslian sundae," Donna said, trying to ignore the delicate brush of the Doctor's mouth along the curve of her shoulder. "We - oh my, ahem. I mean, we saw one of those yesterday, remember, Doctor?"
"Mmrf?" he inquired around a mouthful of candy floss.
"You didn't see it?" she said, tipping her head back as his tongue swept across the sensitive skin of her collarbone. "That… oh. That lovely green fellow was trying to get me to order one. It had bananas, cherries and pineapple rings right on the-"
"Nuts!" Jack exclaimed. "There's a layer of crushed nuts under me that I could've sworn wasn't there a second ago…"
The Doctor's path altered and he made his way straight down her breastbone with tiny, nibbling kisses.
Donna sighed despite her best intentions. I don't know how that's going to get my arms loose but I hope he doesn't let that stop him!
She abruptly thought of their New Year's kiss, something they both had Not Mentioned Again for a while now, and a pleasurable shiver went down her spine.
He was murmuring her name between every lick of her cleavage, his tone growing more insistent. "Donna... Donna... Donna!"
"What?" she finally said, irritably.
"Don't you think you should wake up?" he inquired, starting to work on the candy floss encasing her left breast. "Wake up!"
And with that, Donna startled awake, mumbling, "But who's gonna eat Jack's banana?"
The Doctor swam into view, looming over her bed and scrunching his face down at her. "Do what to Jack's what?"
She blinked against the glare of the overhead light and scrubbed the heels of her hands against her eyes. "It was... I was dreaming, I guess."
"I'd say," he said with a derisive snort. "I thought somebody was dragging you out of the TARDIS through a controlled multidimensional wormhole judging by the noise you were making!"
"Is that possible?" she asked in alarm.
"Um, of course not," he said, then jumped as she swatted his arm. "Ow! What was that for?"
"That's for coming in my room without knocking," she said. "I could've been-" Naked, but even thinking the word sent her mind flashing back to the far-too-vivid memory of his tongue stroking lazily across her skin.
He raised an eyebrow as a blush suffused her face. "Whatever were you dreaming, Donna?"
"You and I were tied up in candy floss and about to be eaten by some alien creatures," she admitted.
"Ooo, I love candy floss!" he said brightly. "I've never been tied up with that before."
"And let's keep it that way," she said firmly.
"Ah now, you know I'd get us out of there," he scoffed, flopping onto the bed and propping himself on his side next to her. "Come on, now. Tell me what brilliant plan dream-me was devising for our great escape!"
She fought down another blush as his hand brushed the back of hers. "Well, if you must know," she said softly. "There we were, wrapped in candy floss, about to be served up as a snack, and..."
"And?" he prompted, leaning closer expectantly.
"And Captain Jack burst in and saved the day," she concluded firmly. At his crestfallen expression, she chuckled and reached up to thoroughly ruffle his hair.
Author: ageless_aislynn
Characters: Ten/Donna, Jack
'Verse: "All Tied Up," which started with "Wrapped Up."
Summary: For the Timestamp meme, juliet316 asked for some cracky, fluffy goodness involving candy floss (aka cotton candy to we Americans ;) ) as a follow up to "Bubblewrapped Up."
Rating: R (very light, for some suggestive situations and language, nothing graphic)
Length: 1,021
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine or you can bet there would've been happy endings for everybody!
A/N: My apologies, juliet316, for taking so very long to get this to you. *blush* Hope you enjoy it despite the wait! ;) Many thanks to teh loverly dazzlebug for her always awesome Brit-picking skills. *hugs* ;)
"Are you taking me on some bizarre bondage tour of the universe, Doctor?" Donna demanded, struggling against the fluffy pink strands binding them on their sides next to each other.
"Of course not," the Doctor said, leaning back to prevent their foreheads from crashing together.
"Being tied up with ropes is at least fairly normal- I can't believe I just said that. I never would've said something like that before I met you, spaceman! Then there was the bubblewrap, which was annoying but still understandable. But this? This takes the bloody cake!"
"Ooo, do you two have cake?" Jack Harkness called from the other room. "Me? I'm stretched out in a big dish and having ice cream sundae toppings applied by a very talented robotic arm. Sadly, though, it doesn't seem to care about my many personal charms."
Donna glared at the Doctor. "What have you gotten us into this time?"
"Me?" he protested. "Why is this my fault?"
"Because being tied up in candy floss sounds like something that you'd think was fun!"
"Well, when you put it that way… Not that I'm agreeing to any culpability, mind you! Now, we just need to find a way out of here and-"
"Eat me," she interrupted.
He blinked. "Beg pardon?"
"Don't think I haven't noticed you nibbling on your own straightjacket there, sunshine. You might as well start nibbling on mine until I can get an arm free."
"Why don't you eat me, in that case?" he returned.
"Is anybody interested in eating me?" Jack asked hopefully. "I have a banana quite artfully arranged to encase my- Oh and now there's a cherry on top!"
"Doctor," she said firmly. "Don't make me ask you again."
He raised an eyebrow at her but wiggled and contorted until he was able to set his mouth against her shoulder.
"Oy, teeth!" she reprimanded. "You nearly broke the skin! Wait. Skin? Where's my blouse?"
She squirmed against her bonds and he protested, "Donna!" as she nearly clipped him in the chin with her shoulder.
"I'm naked!" she exclaimed in an utterly scandalized tone.
"Well, of course," he said, matter of fact. "I'd presume that whomever wrapped us in candy floss didn't want to get clothing fibers in their teeth."
"Oh, now, we wouldn't want alien cannibals to get fibers in their teeth, would we?" she said sarcastically. "Back to work, then!"
He rolled his eyes a bit but obliged. Donna soon found it difficult to remain still under the sensation of his cool lips working against her bare flesh.
"Jack," she called, clearing her throat when her voice emerged slightly breathless. "How are you doing in there?"
"Quite decoratively," he said. "We just finished with the chocolate sauce and now we're progressing to- Huh, what do you know? Pineapple rings, how nontraditional!"
"That's a... Oh, what was it called? A Vesslian sundae," Donna said, trying to ignore the delicate brush of the Doctor's mouth along the curve of her shoulder. "We - oh my, ahem. I mean, we saw one of those yesterday, remember, Doctor?"
"Mmrf?" he inquired around a mouthful of candy floss.
"You didn't see it?" she said, tipping her head back as his tongue swept across the sensitive skin of her collarbone. "That… oh. That lovely green fellow was trying to get me to order one. It had bananas, cherries and pineapple rings right on the-"
"Nuts!" Jack exclaimed. "There's a layer of crushed nuts under me that I could've sworn wasn't there a second ago…"
The Doctor's path altered and he made his way straight down her breastbone with tiny, nibbling kisses.
Donna sighed despite her best intentions. I don't know how that's going to get my arms loose but I hope he doesn't let that stop him!
She abruptly thought of their New Year's kiss, something they both had Not Mentioned Again for a while now, and a pleasurable shiver went down her spine.
He was murmuring her name between every lick of her cleavage, his tone growing more insistent. "Donna... Donna... Donna!"
"What?" she finally said, irritably.
"Don't you think you should wake up?" he inquired, starting to work on the candy floss encasing her left breast. "Wake up!"
And with that, Donna startled awake, mumbling, "But who's gonna eat Jack's banana?"
The Doctor swam into view, looming over her bed and scrunching his face down at her. "Do what to Jack's what?"
She blinked against the glare of the overhead light and scrubbed the heels of her hands against her eyes. "It was... I was dreaming, I guess."
"I'd say," he said with a derisive snort. "I thought somebody was dragging you out of the TARDIS through a controlled multidimensional wormhole judging by the noise you were making!"
"Is that possible?" she asked in alarm.
"Um, of course not," he said, then jumped as she swatted his arm. "Ow! What was that for?"
"That's for coming in my room without knocking," she said. "I could've been-" Naked, but even thinking the word sent her mind flashing back to the far-too-vivid memory of his tongue stroking lazily across her skin.
He raised an eyebrow as a blush suffused her face. "Whatever were you dreaming, Donna?"
"You and I were tied up in candy floss and about to be eaten by some alien creatures," she admitted.
"Ooo, I love candy floss!" he said brightly. "I've never been tied up with that before."
"And let's keep it that way," she said firmly.
"Ah now, you know I'd get us out of there," he scoffed, flopping onto the bed and propping himself on his side next to her. "Come on, now. Tell me what brilliant plan dream-me was devising for our great escape!"
She fought down another blush as his hand brushed the back of hers. "Well, if you must know," she said softly. "There we were, wrapped in candy floss, about to be served up as a snack, and..."
"And?" he prompted, leaning closer expectantly.
"And Captain Jack burst in and saved the day," she concluded firmly. At his crestfallen expression, she chuckled and reached up to thoroughly ruffle his hair.