Pushed Up Against A Wall (Doctor Who, Rose/Sarah Jane, NC-17)
Title: Pushed Up Against A Wall
Author: Joanne
Recipient: leyenn
Fandom: Doctor Who (new)
Pairing: Rose Tyler/Sarah Jane Smith (very brief mentions of other pairings including Rose/Doctor and Ianto/Owen)
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1, 529 per MSWord
Spoilers/Continuity: Post-Doomsday, set on the alt!world, mention of AU versions of Torchwood characters. Spoilers for Rose backstory mostly.
Summary: Sometimes, all you want to do is be pushed up against a wall and kissed. And the person who can do that is not always who you think it will be.
Disclaimers: Doctor Who and all the characters mentioned herein belong to the BBC and Russell T. Davies
Notes: Thanks to leyenn for requesting this pairing, I've been very badly wanting to write Rose femslash and your request was the perfect motivation. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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Rose had never quite felt as alive as she did when Sarah Jane Smith fucked her.
Whether it was that wicked, sinful tongue drawing moans and screams from deep inside her throat as it lashed her clit or pushed inside her, those maddeningly clever fingers probing her wet folds, the bright, hot fullness of Sarah's fist inside her, or one of the many toys they liked to play with, Rose never felt more alive or fulfilled than when Sarah was making her scream.
Except when she could make Sarah scream in the same way.
Rose could still remember the first time, both first times really. But the first time Sarah had actually pushed through her boundaries would remain etched in her mind.
"She's on the warpath again," Ianto had whispered to Rose as he pressed the intercom to let Sarah know Rose was there to talk to her. "Or still..." he grinned.
"Was about to say, when isn't she?" Rose smiled at Ianto. He was a sweet boy. She'd even tried - at her mother and Pete's enthusiastic urging - going on a date or two with him, but, as she had feared, he'd never quite measured up to the Doctor. It wasn't that she compared - except when she totally did - every man to him. She knew she had to move on, and, honestly, if Ianto had stayed available to her and they'd continued to see each other, they might have eased their way into something worth a lot to them. But that cocky, arrogant doctor (with a small d) Owen Harper had turned up and turned Ianto's head six ways from Sunday and Rose had known he would make Ianto happier than she ever could. So it was simple, really. There weren't even many regrets.
Rose winced slightly as the door opened, and she heard Sarah's shouts at an unsuspecting tea boy. This wasn't going to be easy.
"Good luck," Ianto whispered to her. "I'll check on you if you don't come out in a few hours." He winked.
"Thanks, Ianto," Rose winked back and smoothed down the jacket of her suit. She didn't always take the trouble to dress formally for these meetings but today she'd actually had time to do so, and she was dressed in a dark green jacket and skirt, with a lighter green blouse, which Jackie had declared to be perfect.
Stepping into the office, Rose thought again of how different this Sarah was to the one she'd met before. Not only because of the capacity to yell, she really was a different woman, never having travelled with the Doctor. Sarah had ended up recruited early to Torchwood, and had built up a reputation at having great skill in dealing with aliens.
It hadn't surprised Rose when Sarah had taken her under her wing. They got along well and Sarah seemed to be grooming Rose to be her younger self. And as Rose liked to have something to take her mind off her emotional meltdown, it was natural to focus on what Sarah had achieved and what Rose wanted to get out of this.
And she didn't need to keep up her walls about the Doctor around Sarah.
"New threat?" Rose asked her as she sat down across the desk.
"You could say that," Sarah answered and started in on the explanation. There was a new species - or, possibly, a subset of an old one, they couldn't be certain - emerging. A few people had had to be given retcon or persuaded they were seeing things that weren't there.
"That could be dangerous," Rose said. "It doesn't sound like anything I've seen..."
Sarah nodded and took some more notes. "How are you? Enjoy the date with the boy from R&D?"
Rose was surprised Sarah knew about that. "He wasn't even as good company as Ianto," she admitted. "I sometimes wish..."
"What?" Sarah asked her.
"That I could find someone to sweep me off my feet, like... like he did." She'd never admitted that outside of her own mind.
"What do you mean?"
"It seems," Rose stumbled a bit, "that everyone I meet here is so bloody cautious. I don't even have to mention... him. It just all seems like they want to take things so slowly." She blushed. "What I wouldn't give for someone to just press me against a wall and kiss me."
"Ianto's more the type to get pressed against the wall," Sarah noted. "Wouldn't have thought it of you, though... so tough and go getting."
"I like doing the pressing well enough," Rose answered her. "Just that for some reason, I start better if I get pressed first, you know? Mickey didn't press first. Jimmy Stone did," she said, simply.
"That makes sense," Sarah nodded. She stepped out from behind her desk and Rose stood automatically.
The surprise came when Sarah took Rose by the shoulders and kissed her long and deep. Rose squeaked slightly, and then, her lips pressed to Sarah's.
"Wall available on request," Sarah purred as she moved her lips back enough to speak.
Rose was stunned. Her lips were tingling and her pussy was wet from just the kiss. She was shaking. It wasn't like she and Shareen hadn't fooled around, both to impress boys and sometimes when there weren't boys around to impress, but only one person had ever made her so hot so fast. No. Two now.
"Sarah?" she whispered. "I didn't... you?"
"Me," she nodded. "If... you want, of course. I know not everyone... swings that way. I only do sometimes - but you make me want it."
Rose didn't answer her in words, but pulled her skirt up and pressed Sarah's hand to her panties. "Feel that?" she croaked. "All from the kiss. Oooh..." for Sarah had started to stroke her aroused clit through the thin fabric of her panties. "Fuck me!" she cried out. "Stop pussyfooting around and shag me, Sarah!"
"One moment, my impatient girl," Sarah said, and she moved to the desk, telling Ianto to hold all calls, then to the door to lock it. "We don't need interruptions, do we?" she asked, a carnal light in her eyes.
"No," Rose agreed, still standing there, dishevelled, skirt up around her waist, legs apart, pussy so wet it could be seen outlined through her panties from the juices she'd released.
"So beautiful, so wanton," Sarah whispered as she removed her clothes, quickly, then Rose's. "Oh, you're stunning," she murmured at the beautiful skin and body Rose revealed to her.
"You too," Rose said, touching her hesitantly. "Please..." she whimpered when Sarah's fingers plucked at her nipples. "More..."
"Sit on the desk," Sarah said, "and spread your legs for me."
Rose hopped up onto the desk and spread her thighs, moaning at the feel of the cool air on her pussy. She screamed when Sarah knelt and licked, a long strip from the top to the bottom. And repeated it. Again and again, adding thrusts inside her wet entrance and light nips to her clit. "Fuck, yes, god, Sarah, need..." she was screaming in ecstasy, and thinking it couldn't possibly feel any better when Sarah's tongue lashing finally sent her over and she fell backwards onto the desk, unable to support herself any more and gasping with the ripples of pleasure still moving through her.
Sarah stood and moved around to stand above Rose. "Did you like that?"
Rose nodded. "Oh yes...yes..." she smiled. "Wonderful and amazing and can we do it again? Or..." realising, "can I... make you feel this good?"
"Can you?" Sarah asked, smiling.
"I can try. I've never really... just fooling around with Shareen... it was nice, but..."
"You've never actually made love to a woman?" Sarah asked.
"Is this...?"
"It's not just sex," Sarah answered. "Whatever else it is... it's not that."
"I always thought it'd be a guy. The one who could make me put him behind me. But I think it's... you," Rose whispered, sitting up and resting her head on Sarah's shoulder. Her lips touched Sarah's neck and trailed up to kiss her lips. She moved, straddling Sarah in the chair. "Open your pretty legs," Rose whispered and touched Sarah's pussy lightly. "Oh nice..." her fingers pressed in, slowly, enjoying the new sensations, and Sarah's moans. "You like this?" she asked, and pressed her thumb to Sarah's clit, like she liked to do herself.
"Just... god, don't stop!" Sarah cried out.
Rose didn't stop until Sarah was a satiated mass of female flesh under her, and she kissed her softly. "Thank you. I want to try this..."
Sarah smiled. "Good. We'll see how it goes..." she touched Rose's cheek softly. "There's so much I want to try with you..."
"We could start by seeing if there are any alien sex toys in the archives?" Rose suggested with a cheeky smile.
"Forget the alien ones," Sarah answered with a grin. "I keep a few things around here..." she stood up. "But that's nothing compared to what I have at home. You're coming home with me tonight..."
"Forever if you want me to," Rose said.
She always had made these decisions quickly.
FINIS
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Author: Joanne
Recipient: leyenn
Fandom: Doctor Who (new)
Pairing: Rose Tyler/Sarah Jane Smith (very brief mentions of other pairings including Rose/Doctor and Ianto/Owen)
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1, 529 per MSWord
Spoilers/Continuity: Post-Doomsday, set on the alt!world, mention of AU versions of Torchwood characters. Spoilers for Rose backstory mostly.
Summary: Sometimes, all you want to do is be pushed up against a wall and kissed. And the person who can do that is not always who you think it will be.
Disclaimers: Doctor Who and all the characters mentioned herein belong to the BBC and Russell T. Davies
Notes: Thanks to leyenn for requesting this pairing, I've been very badly wanting to write Rose femslash and your request was the perfect motivation. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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Rose had never quite felt as alive as she did when Sarah Jane Smith fucked her.
Whether it was that wicked, sinful tongue drawing moans and screams from deep inside her throat as it lashed her clit or pushed inside her, those maddeningly clever fingers probing her wet folds, the bright, hot fullness of Sarah's fist inside her, or one of the many toys they liked to play with, Rose never felt more alive or fulfilled than when Sarah was making her scream.
Except when she could make Sarah scream in the same way.
Rose could still remember the first time, both first times really. But the first time Sarah had actually pushed through her boundaries would remain etched in her mind.
"She's on the warpath again," Ianto had whispered to Rose as he pressed the intercom to let Sarah know Rose was there to talk to her. "Or still..." he grinned.
"Was about to say, when isn't she?" Rose smiled at Ianto. He was a sweet boy. She'd even tried - at her mother and Pete's enthusiastic urging - going on a date or two with him, but, as she had feared, he'd never quite measured up to the Doctor. It wasn't that she compared - except when she totally did - every man to him. She knew she had to move on, and, honestly, if Ianto had stayed available to her and they'd continued to see each other, they might have eased their way into something worth a lot to them. But that cocky, arrogant doctor (with a small d) Owen Harper had turned up and turned Ianto's head six ways from Sunday and Rose had known he would make Ianto happier than she ever could. So it was simple, really. There weren't even many regrets.
Rose winced slightly as the door opened, and she heard Sarah's shouts at an unsuspecting tea boy. This wasn't going to be easy.
"Good luck," Ianto whispered to her. "I'll check on you if you don't come out in a few hours." He winked.
"Thanks, Ianto," Rose winked back and smoothed down the jacket of her suit. She didn't always take the trouble to dress formally for these meetings but today she'd actually had time to do so, and she was dressed in a dark green jacket and skirt, with a lighter green blouse, which Jackie had declared to be perfect.
Stepping into the office, Rose thought again of how different this Sarah was to the one she'd met before. Not only because of the capacity to yell, she really was a different woman, never having travelled with the Doctor. Sarah had ended up recruited early to Torchwood, and had built up a reputation at having great skill in dealing with aliens.
It hadn't surprised Rose when Sarah had taken her under her wing. They got along well and Sarah seemed to be grooming Rose to be her younger self. And as Rose liked to have something to take her mind off her emotional meltdown, it was natural to focus on what Sarah had achieved and what Rose wanted to get out of this.
And she didn't need to keep up her walls about the Doctor around Sarah.
"New threat?" Rose asked her as she sat down across the desk.
"You could say that," Sarah answered and started in on the explanation. There was a new species - or, possibly, a subset of an old one, they couldn't be certain - emerging. A few people had had to be given retcon or persuaded they were seeing things that weren't there.
"That could be dangerous," Rose said. "It doesn't sound like anything I've seen..."
Sarah nodded and took some more notes. "How are you? Enjoy the date with the boy from R&D?"
Rose was surprised Sarah knew about that. "He wasn't even as good company as Ianto," she admitted. "I sometimes wish..."
"What?" Sarah asked her.
"That I could find someone to sweep me off my feet, like... like he did." She'd never admitted that outside of her own mind.
"What do you mean?"
"It seems," Rose stumbled a bit, "that everyone I meet here is so bloody cautious. I don't even have to mention... him. It just all seems like they want to take things so slowly." She blushed. "What I wouldn't give for someone to just press me against a wall and kiss me."
"Ianto's more the type to get pressed against the wall," Sarah noted. "Wouldn't have thought it of you, though... so tough and go getting."
"I like doing the pressing well enough," Rose answered her. "Just that for some reason, I start better if I get pressed first, you know? Mickey didn't press first. Jimmy Stone did," she said, simply.
"That makes sense," Sarah nodded. She stepped out from behind her desk and Rose stood automatically.
The surprise came when Sarah took Rose by the shoulders and kissed her long and deep. Rose squeaked slightly, and then, her lips pressed to Sarah's.
"Wall available on request," Sarah purred as she moved her lips back enough to speak.
Rose was stunned. Her lips were tingling and her pussy was wet from just the kiss. She was shaking. It wasn't like she and Shareen hadn't fooled around, both to impress boys and sometimes when there weren't boys around to impress, but only one person had ever made her so hot so fast. No. Two now.
"Sarah?" she whispered. "I didn't... you?"
"Me," she nodded. "If... you want, of course. I know not everyone... swings that way. I only do sometimes - but you make me want it."
Rose didn't answer her in words, but pulled her skirt up and pressed Sarah's hand to her panties. "Feel that?" she croaked. "All from the kiss. Oooh..." for Sarah had started to stroke her aroused clit through the thin fabric of her panties. "Fuck me!" she cried out. "Stop pussyfooting around and shag me, Sarah!"
"One moment, my impatient girl," Sarah said, and she moved to the desk, telling Ianto to hold all calls, then to the door to lock it. "We don't need interruptions, do we?" she asked, a carnal light in her eyes.
"No," Rose agreed, still standing there, dishevelled, skirt up around her waist, legs apart, pussy so wet it could be seen outlined through her panties from the juices she'd released.
"So beautiful, so wanton," Sarah whispered as she removed her clothes, quickly, then Rose's. "Oh, you're stunning," she murmured at the beautiful skin and body Rose revealed to her.
"You too," Rose said, touching her hesitantly. "Please..." she whimpered when Sarah's fingers plucked at her nipples. "More..."
"Sit on the desk," Sarah said, "and spread your legs for me."
Rose hopped up onto the desk and spread her thighs, moaning at the feel of the cool air on her pussy. She screamed when Sarah knelt and licked, a long strip from the top to the bottom. And repeated it. Again and again, adding thrusts inside her wet entrance and light nips to her clit. "Fuck, yes, god, Sarah, need..." she was screaming in ecstasy, and thinking it couldn't possibly feel any better when Sarah's tongue lashing finally sent her over and she fell backwards onto the desk, unable to support herself any more and gasping with the ripples of pleasure still moving through her.
Sarah stood and moved around to stand above Rose. "Did you like that?"
Rose nodded. "Oh yes...yes..." she smiled. "Wonderful and amazing and can we do it again? Or..." realising, "can I... make you feel this good?"
"Can you?" Sarah asked, smiling.
"I can try. I've never really... just fooling around with Shareen... it was nice, but..."
"You've never actually made love to a woman?" Sarah asked.
"Is this...?"
"It's not just sex," Sarah answered. "Whatever else it is... it's not that."
"I always thought it'd be a guy. The one who could make me put him behind me. But I think it's... you," Rose whispered, sitting up and resting her head on Sarah's shoulder. Her lips touched Sarah's neck and trailed up to kiss her lips. She moved, straddling Sarah in the chair. "Open your pretty legs," Rose whispered and touched Sarah's pussy lightly. "Oh nice..." her fingers pressed in, slowly, enjoying the new sensations, and Sarah's moans. "You like this?" she asked, and pressed her thumb to Sarah's clit, like she liked to do herself.
"Just... god, don't stop!" Sarah cried out.
Rose didn't stop until Sarah was a satiated mass of female flesh under her, and she kissed her softly. "Thank you. I want to try this..."
Sarah smiled. "Good. We'll see how it goes..." she touched Rose's cheek softly. "There's so much I want to try with you..."
"We could start by seeing if there are any alien sex toys in the archives?" Rose suggested with a cheeky smile.
"Forget the alien ones," Sarah answered with a grin. "I keep a few things around here..." she stood up. "But that's nothing compared to what I have at home. You're coming home with me tonight..."
"Forever if you want me to," Rose said.
She always had made these decisions quickly.
FINIS
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