Fic. Back In The Saddle Again (1/1)
Authors Notes: Despite the title, I can assure you that this has bugger all to do with horses, cowboys et al. *grins*
Written for aibhinn , who needed some Who!porn to brighten her day. (hope you like it, hon)
Back In The Saddle Again - for aibhinn, who needs some Who!porn
The Doctor leaned against the console, folded his arms across his chest, crossed his feet at the ankles, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed loudly. Why did humans have to go and complicate everything. He wished Rose would stop sticking her tongue between her teeth, biting on her bottom lip, flashing her eyes at him every chance she got, making come-hither movements with her hips when he was behind her, and turn the flirting level down a notch or five. In short, he wanted her to stop making him hard every chance she got. Which was almost every minute of every day he spent with her. He sighed again. He wasn’t exactly being fair here. Maybe she didn’t know what she was doing to him. Maybe, just maybe, that’s just the way she was with everyone. Except it wasn’t. And he knew it.
He also knew he was kidding himself. He didn’t want any of it to stop.
Taking a deep breath, and resigning himself to his fate, he pushed himself away from the console and set off to find the woman he had gone and lost his hearts to.
He headed towards her room, since he had quickly glanced into the kitchen as he passed and found it empty, and could hear her humming an old Earth song, accompanied by the sound of running water. She was in her shower, and the Doctor grinned. Perfect.
He slipped into her room, noticing her discarded underwear on her bed (a matching pink and black set which had his pulses thundering through his veins)absently rubbing his hand across his groin as he felt his jeans becoming more confining by the second. Smiling to himself, he quietly slipped off his jacket and let it slide to the floor, swiftly followed by his jumper, boots, socks, jeans, and underwear. He padded silently across to the almost closed bathroom door, watching the steam slipping through the small gap, hesitating for a moment as he wondered if this was the right thing to do. He pushed that thought away; he had come so far, and it was too late to back out now. He only hoped he hadn’t misread the signals he had been getting from her.
Easing the door open just a little further, he could see her body silhouetted against the steamed-up cubicle door, and his mouth went dry at the lithe shape, all her soft curves visible but blurred by the water. He opened the door, padding hesitantly into the room and pushing it nearly closed behind him, to prevent the steamy heat escaping, before approaching the cubicle. He had just reached out his hand to pull it open and step inside when she spoke, her voice husky, making him jump in shock.
“Doctor?”
“Yeah, Rose. It’s me.”
“Did you want me for something? Have we got trouble?”
He opened the cubicle door and stepped in behind her, pulling it closed before pressing his naked skin against hers.
“Yes. And no.”
As his mouth descended to her shoulder and proceeded to lick and suck its way to just behind her ear, where he nipped sharply, she gave a breathy little “Oh...” and leaned back against him in complete surrender. He smiled against her flesh before asking quietly,
“This okay, Rose?”
“Yes...oh, yes...please...I’ve waited...wanted this for so long now...don’t stop. Please.”
His hands reached around her, resting against her ribs then slowly moving upwards until he had a breast in each hand, squeezing gently, while his knee had inveigled it’s way between her legs, urging her to widen her stance for him, allowing his now hard cock to slip between her buttocks, sliding until it reached her moist centre, cradling his body with her own. He thrust against her gently, feeling himself slide forward and brush against her clit, eliciting a moan from her as she involuntarily pushed back against him. He liked that sound so much he did it again, and was rewarded by her slamming her hands against the cool tiled wall in front of her and a strangled “Oh, God” from her lips.
He slipped backwards and forwards a few more times, the moans she made sending icy fire to his balls, and as he plucked at her hard nipples, pebbled with arousal, he knew he had to be inside her now, before he exploded. Pulling slightly back and leaning against her back, pushing her to bend a little, he found himself to be perfectly positioned, and slowly slid inside her as deeply as he could. He released one nipple as he thrust, and slid his hand down to between her wet curls, finding the little hard nub there, and began to stroke and rub it in time to his thrusts as he began to move. The breathy scream she had made as he entered her for the first time had given way to little moans and whimpers as he began to reach for the release he craved, the slick sounds of flesh against flesh only heightening the sensation. He bent his knees a little, changing the angle of penetration slightly, and two sharp thrusts later, she came around him, quivering and screaming his name. As she tightened and relaxed around his cock, he felt the tell-tale signs of his balls tightening and the bottom dropping out of his stomach, then he was shouting too, spasming and jerking as he cried out her name.
He turned her to face him under the cascading water, watching the water drip like jewels from her lashes as he pulled her to him and held her tightly to his chest.
“Y’okay?”
“Yeah. Never been so okay in my life, thanks.”
The Doctor chuckled at the human in his arms, and pressed a soft kiss to her damp hair.
“Just, it’s been quite while since I did that. I suppose it was time to get back in the saddle again”
“Oi. You calling me a horse...” Her fingers reached down and pinched his arse for his cheek.
Their laughter echoed around the Tardis.
Written for aibhinn , who needed some Who!porn to brighten her day. (hope you like it, hon)
Back In The Saddle Again - for aibhinn, who needs some Who!porn
The Doctor leaned against the console, folded his arms across his chest, crossed his feet at the ankles, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed loudly. Why did humans have to go and complicate everything. He wished Rose would stop sticking her tongue between her teeth, biting on her bottom lip, flashing her eyes at him every chance she got, making come-hither movements with her hips when he was behind her, and turn the flirting level down a notch or five. In short, he wanted her to stop making him hard every chance she got. Which was almost every minute of every day he spent with her. He sighed again. He wasn’t exactly being fair here. Maybe she didn’t know what she was doing to him. Maybe, just maybe, that’s just the way she was with everyone. Except it wasn’t. And he knew it.
He also knew he was kidding himself. He didn’t want any of it to stop.
Taking a deep breath, and resigning himself to his fate, he pushed himself away from the console and set off to find the woman he had gone and lost his hearts to.
He headed towards her room, since he had quickly glanced into the kitchen as he passed and found it empty, and could hear her humming an old Earth song, accompanied by the sound of running water. She was in her shower, and the Doctor grinned. Perfect.
He slipped into her room, noticing her discarded underwear on her bed (a matching pink and black set which had his pulses thundering through his veins)absently rubbing his hand across his groin as he felt his jeans becoming more confining by the second. Smiling to himself, he quietly slipped off his jacket and let it slide to the floor, swiftly followed by his jumper, boots, socks, jeans, and underwear. He padded silently across to the almost closed bathroom door, watching the steam slipping through the small gap, hesitating for a moment as he wondered if this was the right thing to do. He pushed that thought away; he had come so far, and it was too late to back out now. He only hoped he hadn’t misread the signals he had been getting from her.
Easing the door open just a little further, he could see her body silhouetted against the steamed-up cubicle door, and his mouth went dry at the lithe shape, all her soft curves visible but blurred by the water. He opened the door, padding hesitantly into the room and pushing it nearly closed behind him, to prevent the steamy heat escaping, before approaching the cubicle. He had just reached out his hand to pull it open and step inside when she spoke, her voice husky, making him jump in shock.
“Doctor?”
“Yeah, Rose. It’s me.”
“Did you want me for something? Have we got trouble?”
He opened the cubicle door and stepped in behind her, pulling it closed before pressing his naked skin against hers.
“Yes. And no.”
As his mouth descended to her shoulder and proceeded to lick and suck its way to just behind her ear, where he nipped sharply, she gave a breathy little “Oh...” and leaned back against him in complete surrender. He smiled against her flesh before asking quietly,
“This okay, Rose?”
“Yes...oh, yes...please...I’ve waited...wanted this for so long now...don’t stop. Please.”
His hands reached around her, resting against her ribs then slowly moving upwards until he had a breast in each hand, squeezing gently, while his knee had inveigled it’s way between her legs, urging her to widen her stance for him, allowing his now hard cock to slip between her buttocks, sliding until it reached her moist centre, cradling his body with her own. He thrust against her gently, feeling himself slide forward and brush against her clit, eliciting a moan from her as she involuntarily pushed back against him. He liked that sound so much he did it again, and was rewarded by her slamming her hands against the cool tiled wall in front of her and a strangled “Oh, God” from her lips.
He slipped backwards and forwards a few more times, the moans she made sending icy fire to his balls, and as he plucked at her hard nipples, pebbled with arousal, he knew he had to be inside her now, before he exploded. Pulling slightly back and leaning against her back, pushing her to bend a little, he found himself to be perfectly positioned, and slowly slid inside her as deeply as he could. He released one nipple as he thrust, and slid his hand down to between her wet curls, finding the little hard nub there, and began to stroke and rub it in time to his thrusts as he began to move. The breathy scream she had made as he entered her for the first time had given way to little moans and whimpers as he began to reach for the release he craved, the slick sounds of flesh against flesh only heightening the sensation. He bent his knees a little, changing the angle of penetration slightly, and two sharp thrusts later, she came around him, quivering and screaming his name. As she tightened and relaxed around his cock, he felt the tell-tale signs of his balls tightening and the bottom dropping out of his stomach, then he was shouting too, spasming and jerking as he cried out her name.
He turned her to face him under the cascading water, watching the water drip like jewels from her lashes as he pulled her to him and held her tightly to his chest.
“Y’okay?”
“Yeah. Never been so okay in my life, thanks.”
The Doctor chuckled at the human in his arms, and pressed a soft kiss to her damp hair.
“Just, it’s been quite while since I did that. I suppose it was time to get back in the saddle again”
“Oi. You calling me a horse...” Her fingers reached down and pinched his arse for his cheek.
Their laughter echoed around the Tardis.