Doctor Who Fic: Switched (7/8)
Title: Switched
Author: RamblingRose / irishlullaby
Rating: MA15
Summary: a series of unforeseen circumstances, leaves the Doctor in Rose's body and Rose in his
AN: ^.^;
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
"Your dreams are graphic."
Rose opened one eye and glanced down to where the Doctor had her head on his chest. "Sorry if they scared you," Rose apologized.
The Doctor shook his head and smiled sweetly. Rose felt the two hearts do that stumble, stop, run pattern again. "They weren't scary at all. While I was sleeping I was wondering around in your subconscious memories and my conscious memories trying to figure out what was causing the conflicts and kept coming up short. Then I ran across the part of your mind that stores your dreams."
"I kept coming up short too," Rose sighed, she glanced at the clock. The Doctor had only been asleep for four hours.
"But, it's in your subconscious that I found the conflict," the Doctor said gently. "In your dreams. Do you ever remember your dreams?"
"Sometimes," Rose shrugged.
"Do ever remember any involving me?"
Rose hoped the darkness hid the blush that crept to her cheeks. "I have lots of dreams involving you Doctor," she said, matter-of-factly. "Mostly about what adventures we'll be having when I wake up."
She didn't know whether she wanted to pounce on the Doctor or laugh when he cocked an eyebrow and smirked. Wait a second, where had the urge to pounce really come from? She didn't know if it was the Doctor's subconscious or her own thoughts, because the Doctor smirking while in either of his own bodies had that effect on her.
"What are you smirking at?" Rose teased.
"If that's an adventure you'd like to go on..." the Doctor trailed off and the expression turned to one of utmost innocence. "I'd be more than happy to take you on it."
Rose felt the colour drain from her face. "Please tell me the adventure you're talking about involves a peaceful weekend in the Bahamas that went terribly wrong?"
The Doctor leaned up on his elbows and chuckled. "There may have been a beach involved... Then again, I'm not sure."
Before Rose could respond in a timely manner, the Doctor had lunged at her and she wasn't being kissed... she was being snogged like there was no tomorrow. She gasped when she felt a faint tensing in the muscles of her lower back. There was a quick sensation like the sort of rush she had a few times when drinking a iced drink too fast.
Instead of warm lips on hers, there were cool ones. And, oddly enough she was somehow on top instead of on the bottom. That, and she was wearing clothes instead of being naked. Not to mention she didn't have the steady beat of two hearts in her chest anymore. She broke free and sat up on her knees, looking at her hands... HER OWN HANDS!!
She didn't have long to revel in the fact she was in her own body again, because the Doctor yanked her back down on top of him and recaptured her mouth. He had one hand in her hair and one on her bum. Rose let her hand roam down the Doctor's chest, enjoying the feel of the cool naked skin under her warm hand.
A sudden thought occurred to her and she pulled back slightly. "But, Doctor... what was the whole conflict then?"
"I'll explain later," he said quickly and flipped their positions so that Rose found herself gazing up at the Time Lord. He moistened his lips then looked somewhat put-out.
"What is it?" Rose asked curiously.
"I liked having your mouth," he sighed wistfully, then a wicked grin spread across his lips. "Then again..."
He leaned down and carefully traced his tongue over her lips. A moan erupted from Rose's mouth before she could even think about asking the Doctor what he was doing. She opened her mouth, prepared to receive another kiss but was rewarded only with the flicking of his tongue over her lips. It was a strange thing for him to do, but, Rose realized it... felt... rather nice... she had never really thought of her lips as being so receptive.
Though that did explain why he kept getting distracted with licking them while in her body.
The Doctor pulled back and grinned down at her. "You know, as much as I liked looking at my own pretty face... I'd much rather look at yours." His grin turned cheeky just before he started kissing her again. After a few minutes, he pulled back. "Did you know you have this one small spot just below your ear..." As if to demonstrate, he brushed his fingers across the spot he was talking about. Rose closed her eyes and inhaled shakily. "Wow. Didn't know you would do that if someone else touched it. Has a calming effect when you do it to yourself..."
His fingers continued to gently brush the spot until Rose could hear herself practically purring. She shifted slightly beneath the Doctor, she hated to admit it but the gentle stroking of his fingers were also having an effect somewhere else as well. Then, his mouth replaced his fingers and Rose ceased to have any thoughts other than those that concentrated on getting the Doctor buried inside of her.
However, his hands and mouth seemed to have other plans and made a point of seeking and pointing out each sensitive spot on her body until she was moaning and whimpering excuse of a female. She called him a cheater because he had apparently taken time at some point to find all the places while he was in her body.
"And when would I have had time to do that?" he asked with a cocky smirk.
"Sometime between coming to my room to sleep and the moment you staggered out of the room after screaming out 'sweet mother of chaos'," Rose pointed out. "At least four hours had to have gone by because I polished off a lot of food in the kitchen."
"I'll never tell," the Doctor said with a sneaky smile.
Then that wicked mouth of his dropped between her legs and Rose forgot all about scolding the Doctor. Yes, she definitely preferred the movement of his mouth and tongue where it was, rather than nattering on about what all he discovered while he was in her body.
She wasn't sure how long the Doctor had been enjoying himself when he finally stopped, just that she couldn't recollect a time a man had brought her to orgasm three times with just his tongue. Then again, the Doctor was by no means an average bloke.
He sat up on his knees, between her legs, and tapped his chin thoughtfully. "What could I possibly do now?" he asked with a teasing hum.
"You can shag me rotten for starters alien boy," Rose growled. At the Doctor's stunned look, Rose felt herself blush. "Did I just say that out loud?"
"Yeah," the Doctor said, breaking into a psychotic smile.
Then he proceeded to fulfil Rose Marion Tyler's request of being shagged rotten.
Author: RamblingRose / irishlullaby
Rating: MA15
Summary: a series of unforeseen circumstances, leaves the Doctor in Rose's body and Rose in his
AN: ^.^;
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
"Your dreams are graphic."
Rose opened one eye and glanced down to where the Doctor had her head on his chest. "Sorry if they scared you," Rose apologized.
The Doctor shook his head and smiled sweetly. Rose felt the two hearts do that stumble, stop, run pattern again. "They weren't scary at all. While I was sleeping I was wondering around in your subconscious memories and my conscious memories trying to figure out what was causing the conflicts and kept coming up short. Then I ran across the part of your mind that stores your dreams."
"I kept coming up short too," Rose sighed, she glanced at the clock. The Doctor had only been asleep for four hours.
"But, it's in your subconscious that I found the conflict," the Doctor said gently. "In your dreams. Do you ever remember your dreams?"
"Sometimes," Rose shrugged.
"Do ever remember any involving me?"
Rose hoped the darkness hid the blush that crept to her cheeks. "I have lots of dreams involving you Doctor," she said, matter-of-factly. "Mostly about what adventures we'll be having when I wake up."
She didn't know whether she wanted to pounce on the Doctor or laugh when he cocked an eyebrow and smirked. Wait a second, where had the urge to pounce really come from? She didn't know if it was the Doctor's subconscious or her own thoughts, because the Doctor smirking while in either of his own bodies had that effect on her.
"What are you smirking at?" Rose teased.
"If that's an adventure you'd like to go on..." the Doctor trailed off and the expression turned to one of utmost innocence. "I'd be more than happy to take you on it."
Rose felt the colour drain from her face. "Please tell me the adventure you're talking about involves a peaceful weekend in the Bahamas that went terribly wrong?"
The Doctor leaned up on his elbows and chuckled. "There may have been a beach involved... Then again, I'm not sure."
Before Rose could respond in a timely manner, the Doctor had lunged at her and she wasn't being kissed... she was being snogged like there was no tomorrow. She gasped when she felt a faint tensing in the muscles of her lower back. There was a quick sensation like the sort of rush she had a few times when drinking a iced drink too fast.
Instead of warm lips on hers, there were cool ones. And, oddly enough she was somehow on top instead of on the bottom. That, and she was wearing clothes instead of being naked. Not to mention she didn't have the steady beat of two hearts in her chest anymore. She broke free and sat up on her knees, looking at her hands... HER OWN HANDS!!
She didn't have long to revel in the fact she was in her own body again, because the Doctor yanked her back down on top of him and recaptured her mouth. He had one hand in her hair and one on her bum. Rose let her hand roam down the Doctor's chest, enjoying the feel of the cool naked skin under her warm hand.
A sudden thought occurred to her and she pulled back slightly. "But, Doctor... what was the whole conflict then?"
"I'll explain later," he said quickly and flipped their positions so that Rose found herself gazing up at the Time Lord. He moistened his lips then looked somewhat put-out.
"What is it?" Rose asked curiously.
"I liked having your mouth," he sighed wistfully, then a wicked grin spread across his lips. "Then again..."
He leaned down and carefully traced his tongue over her lips. A moan erupted from Rose's mouth before she could even think about asking the Doctor what he was doing. She opened her mouth, prepared to receive another kiss but was rewarded only with the flicking of his tongue over her lips. It was a strange thing for him to do, but, Rose realized it... felt... rather nice... she had never really thought of her lips as being so receptive.
Though that did explain why he kept getting distracted with licking them while in her body.
The Doctor pulled back and grinned down at her. "You know, as much as I liked looking at my own pretty face... I'd much rather look at yours." His grin turned cheeky just before he started kissing her again. After a few minutes, he pulled back. "Did you know you have this one small spot just below your ear..." As if to demonstrate, he brushed his fingers across the spot he was talking about. Rose closed her eyes and inhaled shakily. "Wow. Didn't know you would do that if someone else touched it. Has a calming effect when you do it to yourself..."
His fingers continued to gently brush the spot until Rose could hear herself practically purring. She shifted slightly beneath the Doctor, she hated to admit it but the gentle stroking of his fingers were also having an effect somewhere else as well. Then, his mouth replaced his fingers and Rose ceased to have any thoughts other than those that concentrated on getting the Doctor buried inside of her.
However, his hands and mouth seemed to have other plans and made a point of seeking and pointing out each sensitive spot on her body until she was moaning and whimpering excuse of a female. She called him a cheater because he had apparently taken time at some point to find all the places while he was in her body.
"And when would I have had time to do that?" he asked with a cocky smirk.
"Sometime between coming to my room to sleep and the moment you staggered out of the room after screaming out 'sweet mother of chaos'," Rose pointed out. "At least four hours had to have gone by because I polished off a lot of food in the kitchen."
"I'll never tell," the Doctor said with a sneaky smile.
Then that wicked mouth of his dropped between her legs and Rose forgot all about scolding the Doctor. Yes, she definitely preferred the movement of his mouth and tongue where it was, rather than nattering on about what all he discovered while he was in her body.
She wasn't sure how long the Doctor had been enjoying himself when he finally stopped, just that she couldn't recollect a time a man had brought her to orgasm three times with just his tongue. Then again, the Doctor was by no means an average bloke.
He sat up on his knees, between her legs, and tapped his chin thoughtfully. "What could I possibly do now?" he asked with a teasing hum.
"You can shag me rotten for starters alien boy," Rose growled. At the Doctor's stunned look, Rose felt herself blush. "Did I just say that out loud?"
"Yeah," the Doctor said, breaking into a psychotic smile.
Then he proceeded to fulfil Rose Marion Tyler's request of being shagged rotten.