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Title : Undone (HappyWho!Fic Challenge Table 7 #6)
Disclaimer: Doctor Who isn't mine..not even a little bit.
Pairings: Ten/Rose
Rating: Probably Rish
Summary: The Doctor and Rose "entertain" themselves while Jackie steps out.
Jackie folded her arms and leaned against the kitchen doorway. Her blue eyes narrowed. She had a clear view of the Doctor, who was stretched out on the couch reading a magazine in his glasses, with his white trainers propped on her coffee table. She rolled her eyes and turned back into the kitchen where her daughter was sitting on the countertop, "Rose, I love you, so I'm gonna let him live."
Rose grinned and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, "Thanks, Mum. I've grown quite attached to him."
"I know you have," Jackie sighed as she pulled her grocery list off the refrigerator. She glanced back at Rose, "Wait, how attached?"
Rose tilted her head to the side, "Mum...don't ," she sighed as she hopped off the countertop and smoothed out her jean skirt.
"I still don't get it, Rose," Jackie said with a raised eyebrow, "He came along with you, to have dinner? Willingly? Why?"
Rose tapped her fingers along the counter, "Dunno. He's just being nice."
Jackie laughed, "To me? You're joking."
Rose let her mother's curiousity slide," So, you're goin' to the store?"
"In a minute, yeah," Jackie told her.
Rose wandered into the living room and over to the couch. "Isn't she gone yet?" he asked her without looking up.
"In a minute," Rose said softly. She tilted her head and realized the Doctor was reading one of her mother's women's magazines.
He glanced up at her and she admired his coffee eyes through his lenses. He grinned devilishly, "Did you know there are one hundred and one ways to get a guy hor-"
Rose jerked the book from his hands, "Give me that!" She bumped her boots against his legs, "An' get your feet off the table." He patted his lap for her as he lowered his legs. "Are you crazy?!" she asked as she sank down beside him and pulled her knees up.
He tapped the couch between them, "Number ninety two is interesting."
She gave in and flipped the article open and read the suggestion. Her hazel eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open, "Doctor!"
He shrugged, "It's a thought."
She grinned at him, "Maybe later."
He slipped his hand across the couch and drew a circle on her bare knee, "Come here," he whispered.
She shook her head towards the kitchen, "We can't, remember?"
He tugged the edge of her temptingly short skirt, "Rose, come here," he repeated, his voice slightly on edge.
She hoped he couldn't see her shiver at the tone in his voice. She glanced over her shoulder and didn't see her mother, "God, I'm thirteen again," she sighed as she slid over until her hips were touching his.
"Thirteen?" he repeated as she removed his glasses, "Who was he?"
"Doesn't matter," she whispered as she leaned in to kiss him.
"Can I make you forget him?" he offered when her face was inches from his.
She smiled at him, "You already have," her lips brushed his in a chaste kiss that promised so much more.
He reached for her and she slipped away back to the other side of the couch as Jackie came into the room behind them. "Alright, then, I'm off," she said with a tug at the bottom of her pink hoodie. They both stood up and she let her eyes drift between them.
The Doctor stuck his hands in his pockets, "Oh, good, got your keys, your purse, your phone?" She nodded to each and he seemed satisfied.
"Since when do you care so much?" Jackie asked him.
He shrugged, "I'm concerned about memory loss in your old age."
"Bugger off!" Jackie declared. She shook her head at Rose, "I wish I knew what you saw in him."
Rose eyed him with a lazy grin, "It's his charm, I think."
He wisely stood back as Rose opened the door and bid her mother goodbye. He stepped up behind her as she locked the door and wrapped his arms around her.
She fell back against him and swatted his hand at her waist, "You're terrible!"
"Why?" he asked huskily as he lowered his lips to her ear, "Because I know what I want?"
His breath warmed her ear and sent a delicious tremor through her. He took her ear between his teeth and nipped her gently. She melted into his arms with a sigh and tried to reason with him, "At some point we'll have to face this inability to keep our hands off each other." His lips trailed down her neck, "But not now," she added breathlessly.
He turned his companion in his arms. The unhidden desire in her eyes matched his. She slipped her arms around his neck and he lifted her up, and pressed her against the nearest hallway wall as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She shifted her hips against his, already feeling the evidence of her effect on him. His hips rocked back against her and he inched her further up the wall.
Her head tilted back and he leaned in to trail firey kisses over the silken skin of her throat, "How long have we got?" he asked breathlessly.
Rose licked her lips and tried her best at coherent speech as she wound her fingers through his hair, "Um...if she, uh...stops to gossip with her usuals, and...Oh!" She cried out as he bit her gently, and sucked on her sensitive skin, marking her. "Mmm, maybe twenty, thirty minutes..." she managed.
He grinned, unable to resist a small jab in Jackie's direction, "I'm sure your mother will find someone to flirt with."
Rose took his face in her hands and drug his mouth to hers, "Shut-it," she gasped as she lowered her lips to his. Their mouths met in a passionate, hungry kiss. She parted her lips as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. His long fingers began to work hurriedly at the buttons on her purple top as she frantically tore at the layers of his clothes. Her tongue twisted around his as she undid his jacket and took hold of his tie, desperately wrenching the knot out.
He reached the last button of her top and cupped her breasts over her tan lace bra. She moaned, deep in her throat and she started on his shirt as his tie fell to the floor. She held on to him and he let her go long enough to shrug out of his pin striped jacket and abandon it on the floor. She untucked his shirt, and when the last button was undone she shoved her hands under his tee shirt to feel his skin on hers. They bit, sucked, licked, and kissed at each other as their bruised lips and urgent tongues collided.
He took hold of her hands, and caught both wrists together in one of his larger hands, and lifted them above her head, taking her control down a notch. He slipped his other hand between them, and up beneath the hem of her jean skirt, where he pushed aside her lace knickers and slipped his fingers inside her. She moaned at the sudden contact and pushed her hips into his hand. She was already so wet for him that his fingers moved in her with ease as he pumped two, then three inside the heat of her, causing her to buck helplessly against his hand. He felt her shudder through as she came around his fingers, moaning into his throat as she tore her lips from his.
He let her wrists go, and her arms fell around his shoulders as she caught her breath, panting against his neck. Her tongue slipped out to taste him and she concentrated on nipping her way down his neck to the open collar of his shirt. Her hands drifted down to where she undid the front clasp and zipper of his pants. He groaned and pressed a palm to the wall as she took him in her hands, working her fingers over the length of him. Her lips moved over his cheek and chin and back to his as she slipped her tongue into his mouth where she caressed his, moaning his name into the heat. His hips bucked forward as her fingers increased their pace around and down the length of him.
She was too good, "Rose..." he managed beneath her kiss, "Rose..." He rediscovered the ability to make his limbs move, and he shoved his hands between them and took her wrists. He pulled her hands away from him, "Tick, tock..." he whispered against her lips.
He pulled her off the wall and spun her around to the living room where he placed her on the arm of the couch with care. She lifted her hips as he removed the thin scrap of lace knickers beneath her skirt. She kicked them off over her boots, and together they worked to get his pants down. She propped her hands up on either side of her and lifted her hips, spreading her knees apart as he moved between them. He entered her with one well placed thrust, drawing the breath from both their lungs as he buried himself in her warmth.
Rose gasped, "So good..." she managed breathlessly as he pulled her up to wrap her arms around his shoulders. He locked his eyes with hers and pulled his hips back, nearly withdrawing from her, and watched her expression as he thrust back into her slowly, filling her completely. He repeated the motion, and she rocked her hips forward to match his thrusts as they found a rhythm. his fingers glided over her thighs and beneath her knees as he pulled her closer and lifted her up, deepening the angle of his thrusts.
She slipped her legs around him and hooked the ankles of her boots together, pulling him deeper within her as she thrust her hips against his. Her hair clung to her cheeks where a silvery sheen of sweat glittered on her skin, making her glow. She held tightly to him with one hand and her other hand drifted between them to where she could feel the slick length of him move in and out of her. She leaned back slightly to cast her glance between their coupling and the haunting darkness in his eyes as he watched her. The tip of her tongue peeked out at the side of her lips as their eyes met.
He bent down and took her lips in a heated kiss, plunging his tongue deep into her mouth as his hips moved harder and faster against hers. Her hand left her hips and went back around his neck, and she leaned closer to him. She lost her fingertips in his hair, pulling at the strands as she returned his eager kiss. She bit his lip as she lost control. He bit her back as he quickened his pace, driving her closer to release.
"Doctor!" she tore her lips from his and cried his name as she tossed her head back...so close. Her fingertips fell out of his hair and slipped down the wrinkled sleeve of his shirt, down beside her, seeking his.
He took her wandering hand and their fingertips laced tightly together and he leaned over until his lips fell near her cheek, "Come for me, Rose," he whispered. His ragged breath betrayed how close his own impending release was.
Her legs lost their strength as the white heat washed over her, like an ocean of starlight, and swept her away. She screamed and her boots came down against the side of the couch as she unwound beneath him. Her abandon was enough to push him over the edge, and he came in bursts deep within her as she tightened around him. He let out a deep groan as she clutched his hips with her remaining strength and held him deep within her as he came.
"Rose!" he cried her name out and fell against her, shuddering in the final moments of his release. She wrapped her arms around him and he supported his weight with his hands on either side of her. He dipped his head to hers and placed a tender kiss on her neck over her racing pulse. "Lovely..." he managed between pants.
She caught her breath and when he finally lifted his head she smiled at him, "Hello..."
He smiled warmly at her, "Hello..." He lifted his lips to place a tender kiss on her forehead. When their three hearts had slowed they unraveled from each other, and he succeeded in drawing a tiny whimper from Rose as he left her body. Only the thought of Jackie finding them, and forcing him through a half dozen regenerations kept him from taking her again. He helped her up and they began pulling their scattered clothes back on, stealing kisses in between fits of giggling.The Doctor was redoing his tie when Jackie's voice cried out from the other side of the door.
"Can I get a hand here?!" she called as she kicked the door.
Rose finished tugging her skirt down and smoothed her hands over her hair and shirt, "Let her in," she whispered .
"Oh, do I have to?!" he pleaded as he pulled his jacket on and buttoned two of the buttons.
She stuck her lower lip out in a pout. "Oh don't do that," he sighed, "You know I can't take that." She smiled at him and he unlocked the door to find Jackie holding two overflowing brown bags with her keys at her feet. "So good to see you back safely," he said with a wide grin.
"Oh, you're a funny one," Jackie huffed as she shoved a bag into his arms and kicked her keys across the threshold. She passed Rose on her way to the kitchen, "Yeah, he's real charming..."
Rose gave the Doctor a warning glance and he shrugged and mouthed, "What?" innocently to her. He started to follow Jackie into the kitchen and Rose held her hand out and touched his chest.
She took the bag from him and nodded to the couch, "Give me this before she kills you. Stay here, and be good."
"Aren't I always?" he asked as he plopped down and placed his glasses back on his nose. She fought the urge to drop the groceries and climb onto his lap, forcing herself towards the kitchen. He watched her go with an appreciative gaze before opening Jackie's magazine again.
In the kitchen Rose dropped her bag next to the other and started unpacking it. She kept her head down, well aware of her mother's watchful gaze.
"So," Jackie said, "Tell me what made him agree to come to dinner." She tapped her nails on the counter, and waited for Rose's answer.
Rose shrugged, "I told you, Mum, nothing."
"What'd you two do while I was out?" Jackie asked as she raised an eyebrow.
Rose tried to bury her face behind the grocery bag, "Oh, um, nothing in particular." She felt the tell tale blush rise up her cheeks and she bit her lip.
"Nothing, huh?" Jackie repeated as she folded her arms over her hoodie. She nodded at Rose's chest, "Your buttons are undone."
Rose's gaze fell down to her top and she realized in her haste she'd missed two buttons and done the rest up unevenly. "Oh," she whispered softly.
Jackie shook her head, "If you two did your 'nothing' on my table we're goin' out to dinner!"
Disclaimer: Doctor Who isn't mine..not even a little bit.
Pairings: Ten/Rose
Rating: Probably Rish
Summary: The Doctor and Rose "entertain" themselves while Jackie steps out.
Jackie folded her arms and leaned against the kitchen doorway. Her blue eyes narrowed. She had a clear view of the Doctor, who was stretched out on the couch reading a magazine in his glasses, with his white trainers propped on her coffee table. She rolled her eyes and turned back into the kitchen where her daughter was sitting on the countertop, "Rose, I love you, so I'm gonna let him live."
Rose grinned and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, "Thanks, Mum. I've grown quite attached to him."
"I know you have," Jackie sighed as she pulled her grocery list off the refrigerator. She glanced back at Rose, "Wait, how attached?"
Rose tilted her head to the side, "Mum...don't ," she sighed as she hopped off the countertop and smoothed out her jean skirt.
"I still don't get it, Rose," Jackie said with a raised eyebrow, "He came along with you, to have dinner? Willingly? Why?"
Rose tapped her fingers along the counter, "Dunno. He's just being nice."
Jackie laughed, "To me? You're joking."
Rose let her mother's curiousity slide," So, you're goin' to the store?"
"In a minute, yeah," Jackie told her.
Rose wandered into the living room and over to the couch. "Isn't she gone yet?" he asked her without looking up.
"In a minute," Rose said softly. She tilted her head and realized the Doctor was reading one of her mother's women's magazines.
He glanced up at her and she admired his coffee eyes through his lenses. He grinned devilishly, "Did you know there are one hundred and one ways to get a guy hor-"
Rose jerked the book from his hands, "Give me that!" She bumped her boots against his legs, "An' get your feet off the table." He patted his lap for her as he lowered his legs. "Are you crazy?!" she asked as she sank down beside him and pulled her knees up.
He tapped the couch between them, "Number ninety two is interesting."
She gave in and flipped the article open and read the suggestion. Her hazel eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open, "Doctor!"
He shrugged, "It's a thought."
She grinned at him, "Maybe later."
He slipped his hand across the couch and drew a circle on her bare knee, "Come here," he whispered.
She shook her head towards the kitchen, "We can't, remember?"
He tugged the edge of her temptingly short skirt, "Rose, come here," he repeated, his voice slightly on edge.
She hoped he couldn't see her shiver at the tone in his voice. She glanced over her shoulder and didn't see her mother, "God, I'm thirteen again," she sighed as she slid over until her hips were touching his.
"Thirteen?" he repeated as she removed his glasses, "Who was he?"
"Doesn't matter," she whispered as she leaned in to kiss him.
"Can I make you forget him?" he offered when her face was inches from his.
She smiled at him, "You already have," her lips brushed his in a chaste kiss that promised so much more.
He reached for her and she slipped away back to the other side of the couch as Jackie came into the room behind them. "Alright, then, I'm off," she said with a tug at the bottom of her pink hoodie. They both stood up and she let her eyes drift between them.
The Doctor stuck his hands in his pockets, "Oh, good, got your keys, your purse, your phone?" She nodded to each and he seemed satisfied.
"Since when do you care so much?" Jackie asked him.
He shrugged, "I'm concerned about memory loss in your old age."
"Bugger off!" Jackie declared. She shook her head at Rose, "I wish I knew what you saw in him."
Rose eyed him with a lazy grin, "It's his charm, I think."
He wisely stood back as Rose opened the door and bid her mother goodbye. He stepped up behind her as she locked the door and wrapped his arms around her.
She fell back against him and swatted his hand at her waist, "You're terrible!"
"Why?" he asked huskily as he lowered his lips to her ear, "Because I know what I want?"
His breath warmed her ear and sent a delicious tremor through her. He took her ear between his teeth and nipped her gently. She melted into his arms with a sigh and tried to reason with him, "At some point we'll have to face this inability to keep our hands off each other." His lips trailed down her neck, "But not now," she added breathlessly.
He turned his companion in his arms. The unhidden desire in her eyes matched his. She slipped her arms around his neck and he lifted her up, and pressed her against the nearest hallway wall as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She shifted her hips against his, already feeling the evidence of her effect on him. His hips rocked back against her and he inched her further up the wall.
Her head tilted back and he leaned in to trail firey kisses over the silken skin of her throat, "How long have we got?" he asked breathlessly.
Rose licked her lips and tried her best at coherent speech as she wound her fingers through his hair, "Um...if she, uh...stops to gossip with her usuals, and...Oh!" She cried out as he bit her gently, and sucked on her sensitive skin, marking her. "Mmm, maybe twenty, thirty minutes..." she managed.
He grinned, unable to resist a small jab in Jackie's direction, "I'm sure your mother will find someone to flirt with."
Rose took his face in her hands and drug his mouth to hers, "Shut-it," she gasped as she lowered her lips to his. Their mouths met in a passionate, hungry kiss. She parted her lips as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. His long fingers began to work hurriedly at the buttons on her purple top as she frantically tore at the layers of his clothes. Her tongue twisted around his as she undid his jacket and took hold of his tie, desperately wrenching the knot out.
He reached the last button of her top and cupped her breasts over her tan lace bra. She moaned, deep in her throat and she started on his shirt as his tie fell to the floor. She held on to him and he let her go long enough to shrug out of his pin striped jacket and abandon it on the floor. She untucked his shirt, and when the last button was undone she shoved her hands under his tee shirt to feel his skin on hers. They bit, sucked, licked, and kissed at each other as their bruised lips and urgent tongues collided.
He took hold of her hands, and caught both wrists together in one of his larger hands, and lifted them above her head, taking her control down a notch. He slipped his other hand between them, and up beneath the hem of her jean skirt, where he pushed aside her lace knickers and slipped his fingers inside her. She moaned at the sudden contact and pushed her hips into his hand. She was already so wet for him that his fingers moved in her with ease as he pumped two, then three inside the heat of her, causing her to buck helplessly against his hand. He felt her shudder through as she came around his fingers, moaning into his throat as she tore her lips from his.
He let her wrists go, and her arms fell around his shoulders as she caught her breath, panting against his neck. Her tongue slipped out to taste him and she concentrated on nipping her way down his neck to the open collar of his shirt. Her hands drifted down to where she undid the front clasp and zipper of his pants. He groaned and pressed a palm to the wall as she took him in her hands, working her fingers over the length of him. Her lips moved over his cheek and chin and back to his as she slipped her tongue into his mouth where she caressed his, moaning his name into the heat. His hips bucked forward as her fingers increased their pace around and down the length of him.
She was too good, "Rose..." he managed beneath her kiss, "Rose..." He rediscovered the ability to make his limbs move, and he shoved his hands between them and took her wrists. He pulled her hands away from him, "Tick, tock..." he whispered against her lips.
He pulled her off the wall and spun her around to the living room where he placed her on the arm of the couch with care. She lifted her hips as he removed the thin scrap of lace knickers beneath her skirt. She kicked them off over her boots, and together they worked to get his pants down. She propped her hands up on either side of her and lifted her hips, spreading her knees apart as he moved between them. He entered her with one well placed thrust, drawing the breath from both their lungs as he buried himself in her warmth.
Rose gasped, "So good..." she managed breathlessly as he pulled her up to wrap her arms around his shoulders. He locked his eyes with hers and pulled his hips back, nearly withdrawing from her, and watched her expression as he thrust back into her slowly, filling her completely. He repeated the motion, and she rocked her hips forward to match his thrusts as they found a rhythm. his fingers glided over her thighs and beneath her knees as he pulled her closer and lifted her up, deepening the angle of his thrusts.
She slipped her legs around him and hooked the ankles of her boots together, pulling him deeper within her as she thrust her hips against his. Her hair clung to her cheeks where a silvery sheen of sweat glittered on her skin, making her glow. She held tightly to him with one hand and her other hand drifted between them to where she could feel the slick length of him move in and out of her. She leaned back slightly to cast her glance between their coupling and the haunting darkness in his eyes as he watched her. The tip of her tongue peeked out at the side of her lips as their eyes met.
He bent down and took her lips in a heated kiss, plunging his tongue deep into her mouth as his hips moved harder and faster against hers. Her hand left her hips and went back around his neck, and she leaned closer to him. She lost her fingertips in his hair, pulling at the strands as she returned his eager kiss. She bit his lip as she lost control. He bit her back as he quickened his pace, driving her closer to release.
"Doctor!" she tore her lips from his and cried his name as she tossed her head back...so close. Her fingertips fell out of his hair and slipped down the wrinkled sleeve of his shirt, down beside her, seeking his.
He took her wandering hand and their fingertips laced tightly together and he leaned over until his lips fell near her cheek, "Come for me, Rose," he whispered. His ragged breath betrayed how close his own impending release was.
Her legs lost their strength as the white heat washed over her, like an ocean of starlight, and swept her away. She screamed and her boots came down against the side of the couch as she unwound beneath him. Her abandon was enough to push him over the edge, and he came in bursts deep within her as she tightened around him. He let out a deep groan as she clutched his hips with her remaining strength and held him deep within her as he came.
"Rose!" he cried her name out and fell against her, shuddering in the final moments of his release. She wrapped her arms around him and he supported his weight with his hands on either side of her. He dipped his head to hers and placed a tender kiss on her neck over her racing pulse. "Lovely..." he managed between pants.
She caught her breath and when he finally lifted his head she smiled at him, "Hello..."
He smiled warmly at her, "Hello..." He lifted his lips to place a tender kiss on her forehead. When their three hearts had slowed they unraveled from each other, and he succeeded in drawing a tiny whimper from Rose as he left her body. Only the thought of Jackie finding them, and forcing him through a half dozen regenerations kept him from taking her again. He helped her up and they began pulling their scattered clothes back on, stealing kisses in between fits of giggling.The Doctor was redoing his tie when Jackie's voice cried out from the other side of the door.
"Can I get a hand here?!" she called as she kicked the door.
Rose finished tugging her skirt down and smoothed her hands over her hair and shirt, "Let her in," she whispered .
"Oh, do I have to?!" he pleaded as he pulled his jacket on and buttoned two of the buttons.
She stuck her lower lip out in a pout. "Oh don't do that," he sighed, "You know I can't take that." She smiled at him and he unlocked the door to find Jackie holding two overflowing brown bags with her keys at her feet. "So good to see you back safely," he said with a wide grin.
"Oh, you're a funny one," Jackie huffed as she shoved a bag into his arms and kicked her keys across the threshold. She passed Rose on her way to the kitchen, "Yeah, he's real charming..."
Rose gave the Doctor a warning glance and he shrugged and mouthed, "What?" innocently to her. He started to follow Jackie into the kitchen and Rose held her hand out and touched his chest.
She took the bag from him and nodded to the couch, "Give me this before she kills you. Stay here, and be good."
"Aren't I always?" he asked as he plopped down and placed his glasses back on his nose. She fought the urge to drop the groceries and climb onto his lap, forcing herself towards the kitchen. He watched her go with an appreciative gaze before opening Jackie's magazine again.
In the kitchen Rose dropped her bag next to the other and started unpacking it. She kept her head down, well aware of her mother's watchful gaze.
"So," Jackie said, "Tell me what made him agree to come to dinner." She tapped her nails on the counter, and waited for Rose's answer.
Rose shrugged, "I told you, Mum, nothing."
"What'd you two do while I was out?" Jackie asked as she raised an eyebrow.
Rose tried to bury her face behind the grocery bag, "Oh, um, nothing in particular." She felt the tell tale blush rise up her cheeks and she bit her lip.
"Nothing, huh?" Jackie repeated as she folded her arms over her hoodie. She nodded at Rose's chest, "Your buttons are undone."
Rose's gaze fell down to her top and she realized in her haste she'd missed two buttons and done the rest up unevenly. "Oh," she whispered softly.
Jackie shook her head, "If you two did your 'nothing' on my table we're goin' out to dinner!"