Fic: Closer (NC 17) Thirteen/Martha
Title: Closer
Author: Jade
Rating: NC 17
Archive: Yes, please
Pairings: Martha/Thirteen
Spoilers: After season 4
Summary: The thirteenth Doctor visits Martha.
A/N: Written for the kinkmeme. It's been a long time since I've written a het smut scene. Pure PWP. Beta'd by the brilliant persiflage_1 who is made of awesome.
Reviews are welcome!!! (I tend to squee ever time I get a review!)
The thirteenth Doctor grinned as he took in the sight of his young past companion tied spread-eagled to the bedposts in her bedroom. She was naked, but he wasn't, clad all in black with his long black leather coat over his clothes. "You comfy, Doctor Jones?" he purred, getting a nod in reply. "I didn't quite hear that," he said, cupping his ear. "Are you comfy?"
"Yes, Doctor," Martha answered, smiling at the older Time Lord. "Did you come all this way just to tie me to the bed, or did you want something else?"
"Good. Now remember, any time you want me to stop just say, um," he said, mentally rooting around for a safe-word, "Kermit!" he exclaimed finally, his green eyes flashing mischievously. He deliberately ignored her second question. "Okay?"
"Okay. Now can we get on with it?" Martha asked, grinning as he crawled up the bed towards her and flopping down on his side beside her, causing the bed to shift slightly. She knew that when he avoided a question that she probably wouldn't like the answer to it.
"Patience, dear Martha," Thirteen commented, reaching out a hand to ghost it along Martha's side, eliciting a shiver from her, delighting in her warmer skin. He grinned at her, flashing white teeth, and leaned forward to capture her lips in a gentle kiss, pulling back after a moment. "Good things come to those who wait," he said quietly, bending his head to gently bite down on her neck, causing her to moan loudly.
"Doctor," Martha growled, squirming under his gentle teasing. "Please." She almost leapt out of her skin when his hair brushed against her highly sensitized nipples as his tongue swirled along her cleavage. "Doctor!" she groaned, arching her back as far as her bonds would allow her. "Stop teasing!"
The red headed Time Lord smirked and used his left hand to slide down her stomach, stopping just under her navel, and stroking the skin, obviously enjoying Martha's wriggling under his touch.
After a few moments, he slipped his hand between her legs and stroked her folds, and slowly pumped his fingers in and out of her, teasing her. "You're all ready for me," he said quietly, sliding his fingers out, eliciting a whimper from the young doctor. "Tell me, Martha, what shall I do with you now?" He pretended to think as he licked his fingers clean. "Shall I write the alphabet or just write my name?"
"I don't care! Anything!" Martha growled, yelping when the Doctor bit down on the inside of her thigh. She let out a loud howl and arched her back again when he ran his tongue along her slit. "So sensitive," he observed, as he used his tongue to tease her again, grinning when she writhed under his ministrations. She squirmed even more when he started humming, the vibrations running along her clit and into her pleasure centres.
"...Doctor…" Martha pleaded, moaning as the humming sped up. "...please..."
A few minutes later, her world exploded in a myriad of colours as her orgasm washed over her with the Doctor's name on her lips. She lay on the bed feeling like she was boneless.
"How was it for you?" Thirteen asked with a sly smile. "Are you all right?" he added as he untied Martha's legs, rubbing her ankles to get the circulation flowing again.
She lifted her head. "It doesn't seem fair that you're dressed and I'm not." she said, once she managed to find her voice.
"You have a point there," the red headed Time Lord conceded. He stood up and shucked off his coat, placing it on the chair beside her bed.
"And the rest..."
"What a bossy young lady you are," Thirteen teased, slowly undressing. "I'm supposed to be the one in control here."
"You love it really. Now get those clothes off!" She ordered, licking her lips when he undid his shirt, exposing a dark tattoo on his left shoulder of a wolf with its teeth bared with Gallifreyan writing underneath.
Thirteen finished undressing and crawled back on the bed. "You're mine, Martha," he stated as he settled himself between her legs. "They may think you belong to them, but they're wrong."
"Don't you need to...?" Martha asked, trailing off, nodding her head towards his groin.
"No, the sight of a beautiful woman spread out for me to enjoy is enough..."
"Oh. Right. What were you humming earlier?"
The Doctor looked down. "I blame a former companion for getting that song stuck in my head. Haven't seen them for ages, but they had a habit of getting things stuck in..."
"Who was she?" Martha asked, not really wanting to know, but she was slightly curious.
"It was a 'he' actually. Now do you want to discuss my other companions or do you want me to be doing something else?"
Author: Jade
Rating: NC 17
Archive: Yes, please
Pairings: Martha/Thirteen
Spoilers: After season 4
Summary: The thirteenth Doctor visits Martha.
A/N: Written for the kinkmeme. It's been a long time since I've written a het smut scene. Pure PWP. Beta'd by the brilliant persiflage_1 who is made of awesome.
Reviews are welcome!!! (I tend to squee ever time I get a review!)
The thirteenth Doctor grinned as he took in the sight of his young past companion tied spread-eagled to the bedposts in her bedroom. She was naked, but he wasn't, clad all in black with his long black leather coat over his clothes. "You comfy, Doctor Jones?" he purred, getting a nod in reply. "I didn't quite hear that," he said, cupping his ear. "Are you comfy?"
"Yes, Doctor," Martha answered, smiling at the older Time Lord. "Did you come all this way just to tie me to the bed, or did you want something else?"
"Good. Now remember, any time you want me to stop just say, um," he said, mentally rooting around for a safe-word, "Kermit!" he exclaimed finally, his green eyes flashing mischievously. He deliberately ignored her second question. "Okay?"
"Okay. Now can we get on with it?" Martha asked, grinning as he crawled up the bed towards her and flopping down on his side beside her, causing the bed to shift slightly. She knew that when he avoided a question that she probably wouldn't like the answer to it.
"Patience, dear Martha," Thirteen commented, reaching out a hand to ghost it along Martha's side, eliciting a shiver from her, delighting in her warmer skin. He grinned at her, flashing white teeth, and leaned forward to capture her lips in a gentle kiss, pulling back after a moment. "Good things come to those who wait," he said quietly, bending his head to gently bite down on her neck, causing her to moan loudly.
"Doctor," Martha growled, squirming under his gentle teasing. "Please." She almost leapt out of her skin when his hair brushed against her highly sensitized nipples as his tongue swirled along her cleavage. "Doctor!" she groaned, arching her back as far as her bonds would allow her. "Stop teasing!"
The red headed Time Lord smirked and used his left hand to slide down her stomach, stopping just under her navel, and stroking the skin, obviously enjoying Martha's wriggling under his touch.
After a few moments, he slipped his hand between her legs and stroked her folds, and slowly pumped his fingers in and out of her, teasing her. "You're all ready for me," he said quietly, sliding his fingers out, eliciting a whimper from the young doctor. "Tell me, Martha, what shall I do with you now?" He pretended to think as he licked his fingers clean. "Shall I write the alphabet or just write my name?"
"I don't care! Anything!" Martha growled, yelping when the Doctor bit down on the inside of her thigh. She let out a loud howl and arched her back again when he ran his tongue along her slit. "So sensitive," he observed, as he used his tongue to tease her again, grinning when she writhed under his ministrations. She squirmed even more when he started humming, the vibrations running along her clit and into her pleasure centres.
"...Doctor…" Martha pleaded, moaning as the humming sped up. "...please..."
A few minutes later, her world exploded in a myriad of colours as her orgasm washed over her with the Doctor's name on her lips. She lay on the bed feeling like she was boneless.
"How was it for you?" Thirteen asked with a sly smile. "Are you all right?" he added as he untied Martha's legs, rubbing her ankles to get the circulation flowing again.
She lifted her head. "It doesn't seem fair that you're dressed and I'm not." she said, once she managed to find her voice.
"You have a point there," the red headed Time Lord conceded. He stood up and shucked off his coat, placing it on the chair beside her bed.
"And the rest..."
"What a bossy young lady you are," Thirteen teased, slowly undressing. "I'm supposed to be the one in control here."
"You love it really. Now get those clothes off!" She ordered, licking her lips when he undid his shirt, exposing a dark tattoo on his left shoulder of a wolf with its teeth bared with Gallifreyan writing underneath.
Thirteen finished undressing and crawled back on the bed. "You're mine, Martha," he stated as he settled himself between her legs. "They may think you belong to them, but they're wrong."
"Don't you need to...?" Martha asked, trailing off, nodding her head towards his groin.
"No, the sight of a beautiful woman spread out for me to enjoy is enough..."
"Oh. Right. What were you humming earlier?"
The Doctor looked down. "I blame a former companion for getting that song stuck in my head. Haven't seen them for ages, but they had a habit of getting things stuck in..."
"Who was she?" Martha asked, not really wanting to know, but she was slightly curious.
"It was a 'he' actually. Now do you want to discuss my other companions or do you want me to be doing something else?"