Doctor Who Drabble - Before the Beginning (Jack/Rose)
Title Before the Beginning
Author: order_of_chaos
Pairing: Jack/Rose
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jack’s first night in the TARDIS. (And If Rose wasn’t in love with the Doctor, and the Doctor wasn’t in love with Rose, this might almost have been canon.)
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This is what he’s wanted, from the moment he rescued her from that barrage balloon. Pretty girl, bright and blonde and pleasure-drunk, her arms around his neck and his cock balls-deep inside her. Her makeup’s smeared, her face flushed with sex and laughter. She tilts her head to kiss him, clever tongue flicking at his lips and slipping eagerly inside, and by the time they break for air, he’s half-dizzy from it. So very beautiful, she is. Rose.
He backs up until his knees hit the edge of the bed, then pulls, tumbling them onto the blankets and surprising another laugh out of her. She grins at him impishly, braces her hands on his hips and grinds down, slow and deep and perfect. She fucks herself on his cock until they both come - her first, tightening around him with a cry that sends him right over the edge.
He sags back into the mattress, grinning and sated, and she stretches out beside him, the warmth of her body easing him into sleep.
It’s what he wanted - all he wanted.
Everything else comes later, so swiftly and so gradually that by the time he realises he’s falling for her, he’s already hit the bottom.
Author: order_of_chaos
Pairing: Jack/Rose
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jack’s first night in the TARDIS. (And If Rose wasn’t in love with the Doctor, and the Doctor wasn’t in love with Rose, this might almost have been canon.)
*
This is what he’s wanted, from the moment he rescued her from that barrage balloon. Pretty girl, bright and blonde and pleasure-drunk, her arms around his neck and his cock balls-deep inside her. Her makeup’s smeared, her face flushed with sex and laughter. She tilts her head to kiss him, clever tongue flicking at his lips and slipping eagerly inside, and by the time they break for air, he’s half-dizzy from it. So very beautiful, she is. Rose.
He backs up until his knees hit the edge of the bed, then pulls, tumbling them onto the blankets and surprising another laugh out of her. She grins at him impishly, braces her hands on his hips and grinds down, slow and deep and perfect. She fucks herself on his cock until they both come - her first, tightening around him with a cry that sends him right over the edge.
He sags back into the mattress, grinning and sated, and she stretches out beside him, the warmth of her body easing him into sleep.
It’s what he wanted - all he wanted.
Everything else comes later, so swiftly and so gradually that by the time he realises he’s falling for her, he’s already hit the bottom.