Fic: "Left Behind, 3" - contains Smut! and spoilers for series 2
Title: Left Behind, 3
Author: mrs_remus
Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: NC17
Summary: When all was said and done, he couldn't live without her...
Spoilers: Nothing explicit, but to be safe, I'll say it contains spoilers for Series 2
Notes: I wrote a fic some time ago called 'Left Behind' which was set after 'School Reunion', and an alternative version/sequel - 'Left Behind, 2' - which was set after 'The Girl in the Fireplace'. This is technically a direct sequel to 'Left Behind, 2' but can be read as a sequel to either fic. It's quite smutty, I really really hope you all like it!
Below are links to the first 2 versions of the fic if you want to read them before this one (although it's not strictly necessary):
Left Behind
Left Behind, 2
Rose's heart was thumping loudly in her chest as the Doctor gently but forcefully pulled her through the TARDIS corridors and towards his bedroom. She had never been there before, even though she'd frequently dreamed of entering his room at night and seducing him. Stupid fantasies, she knew, but now that her fantasy was seemingly about to become a reality, she almost had to pinch herself to make sure that this was real.
The Doctor led her into his bedroom and hurriedly shut the door, using the sonic screwdriver to lock it, before placing it back in his pocket. Rose had never seen such intensity in his stare as he pushed her back against the door, his hands gripping her shoulders, and she blushed.
"So beautiful," he whispered, before he kissed her again, hungrily devouring her soft lips, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Rose nearly couldn't breathe, but she didn't care - she had wanted this forever.
The Doctor broke the kiss momentarily, pulling Rose's t-shirt up and over her head, discarding it on the floor along with her bra, which he had deftly unfastened, before moving his mouth to her neck. Rose moaned as she felt his lips move further downwards, his tongue flicking over her nipples, his hands cupping her full breasts and his dextrous fingers carressing her naked flesh.
The Doctor pulled back and fell to his knees, unfastening her jeans and slowly rolling them down and off her body, along with her knickers. He looked up at her and she shuddered as she saw the lust flashing in his eyes. She had looked at him with lust so many times since his regeneration, and had lost count of the times that she wished he would look at her like that too. Her reverie was sharply interrupted as the Doctor pressed gentle kisses to her bare thighs, before his mouth moved slowly, tantalisingly, upwards, and she trembled as she felt his breath against her damp folds.
"Doctor," she panted, "please."
"Please what?" he whispered, and his tongue darted out to taste her. She cried out his name at that touch and he smiled, agonisingly running just one, long, dextrous finger along her slit. "So wet," he said, as he drew his finger into his mouth and sucked, before replacing his finger with his tongue, this time burying it between her folds as he feasted on her. Rose's body burned with desire, and she grabbed onto the door handle to keep her legs from buckling beneath her. When he spread her open with his fingers and began to penetrate her entrance with his tongue, whilst flicking one finger over her clitoris, Rose thought that she might pass out.
"Doctor," she managed to gasp, "I need you."
He got to his feet and lifted her in his arms, carrying her to his bed, where he gently - reverently - laid her down. Rose watched in eager fascination as he undressed. He was thin, but his body was deliciously toned, and as for his cock...he was very well endowed, she noted with a blush. And he was hard, achingly hard, and looking at her as if she was the most desirable creature in the universe. She licked her lips as he moved onto the bed, kneeling above her.
"Are you sure about this?" he whispered. "I've wanted you for so long, I've dreamed of nothing but this moment since my regeneration, but if you don't want to do this, then just tell me. I never want to hurt you."
It was at that moment that Rose knew he was telling the truth - that he did love her, and her alone. She merely smiled at him, and he leaned in for another kiss, before he spread her legs and positioned the tip of his throbbing erection at her entrance. She moaned as he slowly began to ease himself inside her, filling her up bit by agonising bit, his cock massaging all of her nerve endings, turning her body to a mixture of heat and jelly, causing her to scream his name as he was finally sheathed and buried inside her.
"Rose," he panted, his face contorted with pleasure as he began to thrust inside her, "oh, God, Rose."
He wrapped her legs around his waist and tilted her hips up slightly, enabling him to penetrate her more deeply. His hips slammed against hers as he pumped into her hard and fast, every thrust causing her body to spasm with desire. She gripped his shoulders with her small fingers, crying out as he fucked her harder and harder against the mattress. She had imagined this so many times, had thought of what it would be like for him to make love to her, gently and slowly moving his cock inside her, but now that she was pinned beneath him, his cock filling her so deliciously, his lips all over her face and neck and breasts, she realised the true extent of her lust for him. She wanted him hard and rough, wanted him to fuck her like there was no tomorrow, wanted him to hold and grip her body so tight that there would be bruises tomorrow, wanted him to fuck her so hard that she couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything but feel.
"Faster," she panted, "please," and the Doctor was more than happy to oblige. She felt so good, so tight, so wet, wrapped around his cock, and he couldn't get enough of her. The speed of his thrusts increased and she almost screamed his name as he began to slam his length inside her, until finally her body convulsed and she came, her muscles clenching around his cock and forcing him over the edge, milking him of all he was worth.
"I don't want anyone - anything but you," he whispered to her, echoing his earlier words, and kissing her gently, lovingly. The tenderness in his touch and his expression was overwhelming. "I know I hurt you, and that I was stupid, but I'll never do it again. Please forgive me."
Rose pulled him close and kissed him gently. "I love you," she told him, "you're all I've ever wanted, and I'll never leave you - not as long as you still want me."
"I'll never want anyone but you," he told her, his eyes blazing with want and need, and she knew he was telling the truth. " I can't live without you."
She smiled as he wrapped her in his arms, the intensity of his love spilling out in his embrace, his kisses, and he pulled a blanket over them. It was their first night together like this, but it wasn't their last.
Author: mrs_remus
Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: NC17
Summary: When all was said and done, he couldn't live without her...
Spoilers: Nothing explicit, but to be safe, I'll say it contains spoilers for Series 2
Notes: I wrote a fic some time ago called 'Left Behind' which was set after 'School Reunion', and an alternative version/sequel - 'Left Behind, 2' - which was set after 'The Girl in the Fireplace'. This is technically a direct sequel to 'Left Behind, 2' but can be read as a sequel to either fic. It's quite smutty, I really really hope you all like it!
Below are links to the first 2 versions of the fic if you want to read them before this one (although it's not strictly necessary):
Left Behind
Left Behind, 2
Rose's heart was thumping loudly in her chest as the Doctor gently but forcefully pulled her through the TARDIS corridors and towards his bedroom. She had never been there before, even though she'd frequently dreamed of entering his room at night and seducing him. Stupid fantasies, she knew, but now that her fantasy was seemingly about to become a reality, she almost had to pinch herself to make sure that this was real.
The Doctor led her into his bedroom and hurriedly shut the door, using the sonic screwdriver to lock it, before placing it back in his pocket. Rose had never seen such intensity in his stare as he pushed her back against the door, his hands gripping her shoulders, and she blushed.
"So beautiful," he whispered, before he kissed her again, hungrily devouring her soft lips, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Rose nearly couldn't breathe, but she didn't care - she had wanted this forever.
The Doctor broke the kiss momentarily, pulling Rose's t-shirt up and over her head, discarding it on the floor along with her bra, which he had deftly unfastened, before moving his mouth to her neck. Rose moaned as she felt his lips move further downwards, his tongue flicking over her nipples, his hands cupping her full breasts and his dextrous fingers carressing her naked flesh.
The Doctor pulled back and fell to his knees, unfastening her jeans and slowly rolling them down and off her body, along with her knickers. He looked up at her and she shuddered as she saw the lust flashing in his eyes. She had looked at him with lust so many times since his regeneration, and had lost count of the times that she wished he would look at her like that too. Her reverie was sharply interrupted as the Doctor pressed gentle kisses to her bare thighs, before his mouth moved slowly, tantalisingly, upwards, and she trembled as she felt his breath against her damp folds.
"Doctor," she panted, "please."
"Please what?" he whispered, and his tongue darted out to taste her. She cried out his name at that touch and he smiled, agonisingly running just one, long, dextrous finger along her slit. "So wet," he said, as he drew his finger into his mouth and sucked, before replacing his finger with his tongue, this time burying it between her folds as he feasted on her. Rose's body burned with desire, and she grabbed onto the door handle to keep her legs from buckling beneath her. When he spread her open with his fingers and began to penetrate her entrance with his tongue, whilst flicking one finger over her clitoris, Rose thought that she might pass out.
"Doctor," she managed to gasp, "I need you."
He got to his feet and lifted her in his arms, carrying her to his bed, where he gently - reverently - laid her down. Rose watched in eager fascination as he undressed. He was thin, but his body was deliciously toned, and as for his cock...he was very well endowed, she noted with a blush. And he was hard, achingly hard, and looking at her as if she was the most desirable creature in the universe. She licked her lips as he moved onto the bed, kneeling above her.
"Are you sure about this?" he whispered. "I've wanted you for so long, I've dreamed of nothing but this moment since my regeneration, but if you don't want to do this, then just tell me. I never want to hurt you."
It was at that moment that Rose knew he was telling the truth - that he did love her, and her alone. She merely smiled at him, and he leaned in for another kiss, before he spread her legs and positioned the tip of his throbbing erection at her entrance. She moaned as he slowly began to ease himself inside her, filling her up bit by agonising bit, his cock massaging all of her nerve endings, turning her body to a mixture of heat and jelly, causing her to scream his name as he was finally sheathed and buried inside her.
"Rose," he panted, his face contorted with pleasure as he began to thrust inside her, "oh, God, Rose."
He wrapped her legs around his waist and tilted her hips up slightly, enabling him to penetrate her more deeply. His hips slammed against hers as he pumped into her hard and fast, every thrust causing her body to spasm with desire. She gripped his shoulders with her small fingers, crying out as he fucked her harder and harder against the mattress. She had imagined this so many times, had thought of what it would be like for him to make love to her, gently and slowly moving his cock inside her, but now that she was pinned beneath him, his cock filling her so deliciously, his lips all over her face and neck and breasts, she realised the true extent of her lust for him. She wanted him hard and rough, wanted him to fuck her like there was no tomorrow, wanted him to hold and grip her body so tight that there would be bruises tomorrow, wanted him to fuck her so hard that she couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything but feel.
"Faster," she panted, "please," and the Doctor was more than happy to oblige. She felt so good, so tight, so wet, wrapped around his cock, and he couldn't get enough of her. The speed of his thrusts increased and she almost screamed his name as he began to slam his length inside her, until finally her body convulsed and she came, her muscles clenching around his cock and forcing him over the edge, milking him of all he was worth.
"I don't want anyone - anything but you," he whispered to her, echoing his earlier words, and kissing her gently, lovingly. The tenderness in his touch and his expression was overwhelming. "I know I hurt you, and that I was stupid, but I'll never do it again. Please forgive me."
Rose pulled him close and kissed him gently. "I love you," she told him, "you're all I've ever wanted, and I'll never leave you - not as long as you still want me."
"I'll never want anyone but you," he told her, his eyes blazing with want and need, and she knew he was telling the truth. " I can't live without you."
She smiled as he wrapped her in his arms, the intensity of his love spilling out in his embrace, his kisses, and he pulled a blanket over them. It was their first night together like this, but it wasn't their last.