The Sounds of Silence?
Title: The Sounds of Silence?
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairing: Tenth Doctor, Martha and Jack
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: For The Sound of Drums if you squint
Summary: A quiet interlude in Martha's flat.
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and all that jazz…
Author Notes: This is pure, unashamed crack!fic and it's *entirely* the fault of the conversation I had with domsbabygrl when she couldn't sleep this morning. Well and I have to blame Ten!Bunny for jumping on the idea and biting me hard.
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The Doctor sits, glasses on, coat off, at the little table by Martha's window, his legs crossed and resting across the corner of the table, as he looks at Saxon's website on Martha's laptop. Martha has gone to freshen up and change her clothes, Jack is making some much needed tea.
The Doctor: I wonder whether Martha's still changing? I bet Jack wants to shag her. I wouldn't mind shagging her, she's gorgeous. Mustn't think about shagging Companions - it's not the done thing. I wouldn't mind Jack shagging me. Must concentrate on working out the Master's plan and stopping it. The Master looks a lot younger this time round. Mind you, so do I. He looks shaggable too. Mustn't think about shagging the Master - he's evil, even if he is pretty. Where's that tea? Did Jack go and join Martha without me noticing? Oh there he is. There's Martha too. Rassilon she looks good. Concentrate on the tea!
Jack hands the Doctor his tea, then passes a second mug to Martha.
Jack: Oh I like that blue top Martha's wearing. It shows her cleavage. God, I'd like to get my hands on her tits! Scratch that, I'd like to get my hands on her body. And I'm pretty sure she'd be up for a fuck, 'cos I know the Doctor's not giving her any. I bet she'd be a great fuck. I'd love to have her riding my cock, tits bouncing up and down. Fuck! I'm getting hard. I hope they don't notice. I'll just stand very still and hope my greatcoat hides my raging hard-on from them both. Fuck! I want to take the Doctor's arse. And I bet he's hung like a horse! Shit! Don't think about fucking. Don't think about naked bodies. I'd love to have a threesome with these two - I bet it'd be fun. Shit! I'm gonna come soon! Concentrate on the tea!
Martha sits astride the arm of her sofa and accepts the tea that Jack's made.
Martha: Jack made tea for everyone? That's cute. I wish we had time to get to know each other better. I bet he'd be fun in bed. And good. If he's as old as he claims, he's probably had loads of experience. Maybe when all this is over, he and I can have dinner and see where it leads? Why's Jack staring at me like that? Is he eyeing my cleavage? I probably shouldn't have sat astride the sofa arm like this. I'm not going to move though, he'll think I was thinking about straddling his body instead. Oh! I shouldn't really be thinking about that, we've got a crisis on our hands. I wonder if the Doctor's got a plan yet? I wish he'd talk to me a bit more. I wish I could hug him. Does he know how much I care about him?
Jack: I wish Martha hadn't straddled that sofa arm, now I'm picturing her straddling me! Fuck that's hot! After we've sorted out the Master, I'm gonna take her out for a drink, see if she's interested. Shit! I wanna fuck her now! Cold showers. Icebergs. Snow. Oh! I'd love to fuck Martha in the snow! The Doctor's looking at me, does he know what I'm thinking?
The Doctor: Jack's thinking about sex again. Look at the way he's looking at Martha. Mind you, Martha does look good in that outfit, and sitting astride that sofa arm. Oh don't look! Shagging Companions is wrong, even if they are sexy and make me ache. Don't think about that. Jack's got a hard-on - he thinks I haven't noticed, but I can see the bulge in his trousers. I bet he goes commando too. Rassilon, don't think about that or you'll get a hard-on too! It's been such a long time since I had a shag. And this new body's got lots of energy, I bet I could go for hours. Don't think about shagging Companions! I want to shag my Companions! The Master's got a wife, can't I have just one shag? Who should I shag? I wonder if Martha would let me shag her whilst Jack shags me? Stop it! Don't. Think. About. Shagging. Companions.
Jack. "Who wants to fuck?"
The Doctor: "Me!"
Martha: "And me!"
They rush to Martha's bedroom.
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairing: Tenth Doctor, Martha and Jack
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: For The Sound of Drums if you squint
Summary: A quiet interlude in Martha's flat.
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and all that jazz…
Author Notes: This is pure, unashamed crack!fic and it's *entirely* the fault of the conversation I had with domsbabygrl when she couldn't sleep this morning. Well and I have to blame Ten!Bunny for jumping on the idea and biting me hard.
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The Doctor sits, glasses on, coat off, at the little table by Martha's window, his legs crossed and resting across the corner of the table, as he looks at Saxon's website on Martha's laptop. Martha has gone to freshen up and change her clothes, Jack is making some much needed tea.
The Doctor: I wonder whether Martha's still changing? I bet Jack wants to shag her. I wouldn't mind shagging her, she's gorgeous. Mustn't think about shagging Companions - it's not the done thing. I wouldn't mind Jack shagging me. Must concentrate on working out the Master's plan and stopping it. The Master looks a lot younger this time round. Mind you, so do I. He looks shaggable too. Mustn't think about shagging the Master - he's evil, even if he is pretty. Where's that tea? Did Jack go and join Martha without me noticing? Oh there he is. There's Martha too. Rassilon she looks good. Concentrate on the tea!
Jack hands the Doctor his tea, then passes a second mug to Martha.
Jack: Oh I like that blue top Martha's wearing. It shows her cleavage. God, I'd like to get my hands on her tits! Scratch that, I'd like to get my hands on her body. And I'm pretty sure she'd be up for a fuck, 'cos I know the Doctor's not giving her any. I bet she'd be a great fuck. I'd love to have her riding my cock, tits bouncing up and down. Fuck! I'm getting hard. I hope they don't notice. I'll just stand very still and hope my greatcoat hides my raging hard-on from them both. Fuck! I want to take the Doctor's arse. And I bet he's hung like a horse! Shit! Don't think about fucking. Don't think about naked bodies. I'd love to have a threesome with these two - I bet it'd be fun. Shit! I'm gonna come soon! Concentrate on the tea!
Martha sits astride the arm of her sofa and accepts the tea that Jack's made.
Martha: Jack made tea for everyone? That's cute. I wish we had time to get to know each other better. I bet he'd be fun in bed. And good. If he's as old as he claims, he's probably had loads of experience. Maybe when all this is over, he and I can have dinner and see where it leads? Why's Jack staring at me like that? Is he eyeing my cleavage? I probably shouldn't have sat astride the sofa arm like this. I'm not going to move though, he'll think I was thinking about straddling his body instead. Oh! I shouldn't really be thinking about that, we've got a crisis on our hands. I wonder if the Doctor's got a plan yet? I wish he'd talk to me a bit more. I wish I could hug him. Does he know how much I care about him?
Jack: I wish Martha hadn't straddled that sofa arm, now I'm picturing her straddling me! Fuck that's hot! After we've sorted out the Master, I'm gonna take her out for a drink, see if she's interested. Shit! I wanna fuck her now! Cold showers. Icebergs. Snow. Oh! I'd love to fuck Martha in the snow! The Doctor's looking at me, does he know what I'm thinking?
The Doctor: Jack's thinking about sex again. Look at the way he's looking at Martha. Mind you, Martha does look good in that outfit, and sitting astride that sofa arm. Oh don't look! Shagging Companions is wrong, even if they are sexy and make me ache. Don't think about that. Jack's got a hard-on - he thinks I haven't noticed, but I can see the bulge in his trousers. I bet he goes commando too. Rassilon, don't think about that or you'll get a hard-on too! It's been such a long time since I had a shag. And this new body's got lots of energy, I bet I could go for hours. Don't think about shagging Companions! I want to shag my Companions! The Master's got a wife, can't I have just one shag? Who should I shag? I wonder if Martha would let me shag her whilst Jack shags me? Stop it! Don't. Think. About. Shagging. Companions.
Jack. "Who wants to fuck?"
The Doctor: "Me!"
Martha: "And me!"
They rush to Martha's bedroom.