Gifts
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Title: Gifts
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairings: Martha/Ten/Jack, cameos from Sarah Jane Smith, Luke Smith
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: DW S4, TW S2, SJA S2
Summary: Martha celebrates her birthday with a little help from some friends
Disclaimer: I occasionally wish that I did own it!
Author Notes: What can I say in defence of this fluffy pwp? Well, I started writing it after finishing the rather harrowing "Nativitas", and I was inspired by this site - once I was done laughing, I just knew I had to include them in a fic with Martha.
Beta: the ever helpful fourzoas
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Jack surveyed the sitting room with the air of a man who knew a job had been well done.
"Are we ready then?" asked the Doctor as he stuck his head around the door, his wild hair looking even more dishevelled than usual.
"We are," agreed the Captain.
"Then let's go and get her."
Jack nodded and joined the Time Lord by the door, both of them taking a final look at their handiwork before heading out to the SUV.
"I still think we could have gone and got her in the TARDIS," the Doctor grumbled half-heartedly as his friend drove them through the streets of London towards Ealing.
"Honestly, Doctor, anyone would think you didn't like my driving," the Captain said, pretending to pout.
"Your driving is fine, most of the time. I just don't want the TARDIS to feel left out. You know how fond she is of Martha."
"So take her on a trip after dinner," Jack suggested, ignoring the implied criticism of his driving. "I'm sure Martha would say yes to a birthday trip in the TARDIS, provided you don't take her anywhere dangerous."
He glanced across at the Time Lord and smiled at the grin of delight on his face.
"Brilliant idea!" agreed the Doctor happily.
Jack soon pulled up in Sarah Jane's drive and shortly afterwards the Time Lord rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a young man, whom the Captain remembered was called Luke.
"Hello Doctor, Captain. Please come in."
"Thanks Luke." Jack stepped inside, the Doctor following close behind.
"We're all in the attic," Luke informed them.
"Lead on, McDuff," answered Jack.
"Lay on," chorused Luke and the Doctor.
The Captain stared at them both, eyebrows raised, then shook his head.
"It's a common misquotation," Luke explained as he led them upstairs. "Most people misremember Shakespeare's words because 'lay on' isn't as familiar a phrase these days as it was in his day. Macbeth is actually telling McDuff to get on with attacking him, after the latter has offered Macbeth the chance to yield to him, rather than fighting to the death. Of course, immediately after Macbeth tells McDuff to attack him, Macbeth is slain."
By the time Luke had finished speaking Jack was beginning to wonder whether Sarah Jane's story about Luke being created by the Bane was actually just a cover story that she and the Doctor had cooked up together; the boy sounded just like the Doctor did when he got into lecture mode, delivering a stream of information at speed. The Time Lord's knowing smirk did little to dispel this idea.
The next moment the Captain forgot all about his speculation as he caught sight of Martha, who was looking as heart-stoppingly gorgeous as usual. He wondered, yet again, why Tom Milligan had called off his engagement to the young MO: Jack was quite certain he wouldn't have let her go if he'd been engaged to her.
She smiled as she caught sight of the two men following Luke into the attic, then giggled as the Doctor caught her up in a hug and span her around, wishing her a happy birthday as he did so.
He set her down on her feet again, and Jack was quick to follow his friend in hugging Martha, although he couldn't resist squeezing her bottom in the process.
"Jack!" Martha protested, but he noticed it was only half-hearted.
"What?" he asked, with an attempt at innocence that fooled no one, except Luke, for a moment.
"Be good," she chided.
"I am," he answered. "Ask Ianto."
"Jack, stop it!" said the Doctor in a warning tone, with a glance at Luke who was standing beside Sarah Jane.
The Captain subsided, but he didn't hesitate to envelop the older woman in a hug too, although he kept his hands strictly above waist level this time: he didn't want the Time Lord to send him back to Cardiff early.
"Have you had a nice afternoon?" asked the Doctor generally.
"Yes," answered Martha promptly. "Luke made us a very nice lunch, and we've been talking about aliens, time travel, science and technology."
"And Dr Jones, I mean Martha," Luke corrected himself when she gave him an encouraging smile, "has promised to teach me first aid."
"Martha's always practical," the Doctor commented. "It's one of her best qualities."
She ducked her head, embarrassed, but everyone could see she was smiling too.
"What's one of mum's best qualities?" asked Luke immediately.
"Her steadfast friendship," answered the Time Lord promptly.
"Her bravery," offered Martha, at almost the same moment.
"Her youthfulness," Jack added, with a little smirk.
Sarah Jane blushed and murmured her thanks, then asked "Is this a mutual appreciation society?"
The Doctor crossed to her side and pulled her into a hug. "All my friends deserve to be appreciated," he said quietly. "You're the only family I've got, after all."
"Now, now," Sarah Jane chided gently. "Don't go getting all maudlin, not on Martha's birthday."
"Quite right. Thank you for reminding me." He dropped a kiss on her forehead. "I'll see you soon. You too, Luke."
Sarah Jane nodded. "Take care of yourself, Doctor."
"Luke, make sure you pay attention to Martha's lessons - you never know when they'll come in useful, especially with the lives you and your mum lead."
The teenager nodded assurance at the Time Lord. "I will."
Once they'd made their farewells, Jack and Martha followed the Doctor downstairs and out to the SUV.
"Now then, Martha Jones, are you ready for the next stage of your birthday celebrations?" The Time Lord smiled down at her as he held the door open for her to climb up into the front passenger seat.
"I think so," she answered, "without knowing exactly what you two have got planned.
"Oh, we've got all sorts planned," Jack answered, grinning hugely.
Martha wondered at the grin, especially when she saw it mirrored on the Doctor's face when she glanced over her shoulder at him after he climbed into the back of the SUV. She forgot about it shortly afterwards, however, in the general conversation between the three friends as they caught up on each other's news.
Jack parked in Martha's drive, behind her own little Vauxhall Corsa, then they all climbed out.
"Right, we don't want you peeking ahead of time," the Doctor said, loosening and then removing his tie. "So, blindfold, Dr Jones."
Martha looked startled, and opened her mouth to protest, but Jack had already moved in to hold her upper arms as he stood behind her and the Time Lord fixed his tie over her eyes.
"This is silly," she protested. "I'm 25, not five!"
"Nevertheless," Jack said, his breath tickling her ear and cheek as he spoke softly, "you're being blindfolded."
Martha shivered involuntarily as they each took hold of one of her hands and led her into the house. She tried to stay relaxed as they guided her from the front door into the sitting room.
Then the Doctor unfastened his tie and Martha gaped, astounded at the transformation of her room.
"Oh. My. God!"
There was a large banner hanging above the window with 'Happy 25th Birthday' on it, and groups of four or five balloons fastened all over the room. There were also brightly coloured streamers festooned from various bits of furniture and the ceiling, and several neatly wrapped gifts stacked on the coffee table. But what caught Martha's attention most of all were the various soft toys scattered about, perched on the chairs and the coffee table, and tied with gaudy ribbons to various other bits of furniture.
"What are they?" she asked, pointing at the nearest one.
"Take a look," answered the Doctor, while Jack grinned at her.
She shook her head, then moved closer. "Oh God! You bought me plush giant microbes and bugs?" She began laughing as she picked up the fluffy green Chlamydia toy. "That's bloody disgusting," she told them, still giggling, as she moved onto the next, a dark red Streptococcus pyogenes.
"How many of these things are there?" she asked, gathering them up one by one.
"Erm, well," began the Doctor, looking sheepish as he tugged at his ear.
"A dozen," Jack answered. "And that's when I restrained him. If I hadn't, you'd have ended up with one of everything they had in stock."
"Whose idea was it?" Martha demanded, her arms now full of furry coloured germs, bugs and critters.
"Well, mine," admitted the Captain, now looking as sheepish as the Time Lord. "But I was only going to get two or three of them."
"You two are nuts," she informed them, dropping onto the sofa, but she was grinning as she said it.
Jack sat down on one side and the Doctor on the other.
"So, you like them?" the Time Lord asked anxiously.
"Yes, thank you." She leaned over and kissed his cheek, then turned to kiss Jack too. He, of course, couldn't settle for a peck on the cheek, but turned his head and clasped Martha's face in his hands to give her a long, deep kiss.
"Jack!" the Doctor said plaintively.
"What?" he asked, finally surfacing for some air.
Martha turned her head and took in the Time Lord's expression. "I think someone's jealous," she teased.
"Yeah, but is he jealous of you being kissed by me, or of me kissing you?" asked Jack, grinning.
"Ooh, good question," she observed. "What's the answer?" She cocked an eyebrow at the alien.
He blushed, then tugged at his ear in a nervous manner. "Both," he admitted.
"So who are you going to kiss first?" asked Martha, grinning at the disconcerted expression on his face.
"Well, it should be you, since it's your birthday." He leaned forward and copied Jack's gesture, reminding her of that day on the Moon.
Jack, meanwhile, was removing the soft toys from her arms, then he pressed up against her back and slid his arms around her middle.
"Mmm, Martha sandwich," he murmured, before nuzzling the nape of her neck.
She gasped when the Doctor finally released her. "Well, that was unexpected," she observed, staring up into his eyes, her face flushed.
"But not unpleasant?" he asked anxiously.
"Definitely not," she assured him, then gasped again as Jack nipped at her skin. "Hey, I thought you wanted to kiss the Doctor?" she asked him.
"Oh I do," agreed the Captain, "but I wasn't sure if you two were done yet."
"Well I was going to go and put the kettle on for some tea," Martha answered. She slipped away from the two men, and went out, then she paused in the hallway and peeked around the edge of the doorframe: Jack was kissing the Doctor, and she noticed that the Time Lord appeared as enthusiastic about kissing the immortal man as he had about kissing her. She hurried to the kitchen, feeling more turned on by the sight than she'd anticipated.
A few minutes later the tea and the presents were all forgotten as Martha found herself being kissed again by the Doctor while Jack stood behind her, his chest pressed against her back and his steadily hardening cock pressed against her bottom.
"You realise that if we don't stop soon I'm going to drag you both off to bed?" the Captain asked, between nips and licks of Martha's skin.
She pulled away from the Doctor, then moved out of their embrace to give them both a searching look as they straightened up. "A threesome?" she asked Jack, who nodded. She looked at the Time Lord. "What do you think?"
"Share a bed with you two?" he asked. "Definitely."
She noticed that his tone and his expression were both sincere, and glancing down, she could see he was as aroused as Jack.
"All right then." She grinned at Jack's expression - he looked like Christmas had come early, and even the Doctor looked pleased.
"Come on then," the Captain said, grabbing Martha's left hand and the Doctor's right.
"By the way, where did you park the - Oh." She found she didn't need to finish her question when they entered her bedroom and she saw the TARDIS parked neatly in the corner.
"Martha's bed or yours?" asked Jack.
"Well mine's bigger," answered the Doctor.
"Show off," teased the Captain.
"Oi!" protested the Time Lord.
"Ignore him," Martha said soothingly as he delved into his trouser pocket for his key. "He's just teasing you. You know what Jack's like."
"I do," agreed the Doctor as he let them in; they headed straight to his bedroom, both Martha and Jack feeling curious about seeing it for the first time.
It turned out to be large and surprisingly neat, with a huge four-poster bed in the middle of one wall. The walls were a pale blue, and the carpet a darker blue, while the bed was hung with dark red curtains.
"Are you sure about this?" Martha asked him.
"Yes," he answered firmly, pulling her to him. "Never been surer about anything. After all, you've just achieved your first quarter century and that's definitely time to celebrate, Dr Jones."
He began kissing her, his hands cupping her face again, and she felt Jack move behind her, his fingers slipping under her t-shirt to stroke her bare skin. He unfastened her bra, and then the Doctor pulled away to allow her to catch her breath, and the Captain immediately took off both her t-shirt and her bra.
"You're so beautiful," Jack murmured, cupping her breasts in his hands and toying with her nipples as he licked and kissed her shoulders and neck.
The Doctor moved in to kiss her again, and unfastened her jeans at the same time, moving his hands away when Jack began tugging them off her hips and down her legs.
"Pick your feet up," he said, and Martha obeyed, feeling rather dazed as her arousal continued to build in response to their attentions.
It took her a moment to realise Jack had taken her knickers off as well as her jeans and when she did notice, she flushed. Then the Captain was licking her neck and whispering in her ear, suggesting that they undress the Doctor next, and she agreed eagerly.
"Your turn now," she told the Time Lord, her voice husky with desire.
She began undoing his shirt as Jack removed his suit jacket, then she slipped her hands under his t-shirt as the Captain pulled off the Doctor's shirt. The t-shirt followed the shirt in quick succession and then Martha and Jack were caressing and kissing the Time Lord's back and chest.
"You can do the honours removing the trousers," Jack told Martha, "being the birthday girl."
Martha looked up at the Doctor's face and he gave her a nod, so she knelt down and took off his shoes and socks, then got to her feet again. The Time Lord ducked his head and held her face as he kissed her again.
"I think someone's trying to distract you," Jack observed to Martha.
"Didn't work though," she answered, as the Doctor released her and his trousers fell to the floor.
Jack moved around in front of the Time Lord and grinned when he flushed slightly in response to their scrutiny.
"Well that's a relief," the Captain observed.
"What?" demanded the Doctor.
"I thought it might have tentacles or something."
"Jack!" scolded Martha. "Don't be mean!" She stepped closer to the Time Lord and put her arms around him. "Ignore him," she whispered.
He kissed the tip of her nose, then picked her up and she automatically wrapped her legs around him. Glancing over at Jack, he saw that the other man was starting to undress himself.
"Hang on, Jack, I was going to do that," he said, surprised.
"I didn't want to wait," the Captain answered.
"Oh," pouted Martha, "I wanted to unwrap my other 'present'."
Jack stopped with his hands at the front of his trousers. "Oh, well, if you put it like that."
The Doctor turned and lowered Martha onto the bed, then climbed up beside her, and the Captain quickly moved over to the bed so that she could divest him of his trousers. He moaned softly when she caressed his cock, then he pulled away.
"Not yet," he said, with a gesture at the pillows.
Martha lay back and luxuriated in the sensations produced by the two men as they began kissing, licking and stroking her body. When she was quivering with need, the Doctor positioned himself between her legs, then slid into her, and she gasped, her body convulsing as she experienced her first orgasm.
"Shall we continue?" he asked her, and she gave a speechless nod, so he continued to push into her while Jack used his fingers and tongue on her breasts.
Martha tried to reach out for his cock again, but he stopped her with a hand on her arm. "That can come later," he said gently. "This first time is all about you, sweetheart." She opened her mouth to protest, but he ducked his head and kissed her.
She came twice more before the Doctor spent himself inside her, then he rolled away and lay beside her, stroking her cheek gently as she came down from her high. Jack, who had been nuzzling her neck, sat up a bit.
"Want to do that again with both of us?" he asked.
She gave him a wide-eyed look, then grinned. "Yes, please."
"Good." He got off the bed and fetched something from the pocket of his trousers, and she saw it was a tube of lubricant.
He gave the lube to the Time Lord, then lay on his back, and she moved to straddle him, Jack guiding her down onto his waiting cock and both of them gasping as he filled her.
"Now lean forward," the Doctor said softly as he knelt behind her.
She obeyed and Jack smiled at her before leaning up to kiss her. Meanwhile the Doctor was preparing her with gentle finger strokes, and she felt herself relaxing into his touch.
He placed a line of kisses down her lower back, then slipped his fingers out. "Ready?" he asked softly.
"Think so," she answered, feeling both nervous and excited.
He held her hips and slowly slid his cock into her, and Jack groaned as well as Martha.
"Fuck Doc!" he exclaimed.
"All right, Martha?" asked the Time Lord.
"Yeah," she gasped. She then gasped again as Jack pulled out agonisingly slowly, his hands also holding her hips. "Oh God, that's good!"
He grinned up at her as he pushed back inside, and the Doctor simultaneously pulled almost all the way out.
"Good, eh?" asked the Captain. She nodded. "Feels good for me, too," he assured her.
"For everyone," the Doctor corrected as he pushed back inside.
The two men soon had a rhythm going, and they began to caress and kiss Martha's skin as they moved, their speed picking up as they sensed her next orgasm approaching. Jack was sucking a nipple and the Doctor teasing her clit when she cried out their names as she came. Both men began to thrust harder as Martha's internal muscles tightened around them, both knowing that they wouldn't last much longer. They came together shortly afterwards, and then she climaxed yet again.
They slipped out of her body and she lay gasping on top of Jack as she tried to recover from the intensity of her orgasm. Then the Doctor moved back on the bed and Martha rolled off Jack, sprawling on her back beside him. Moments later, the Time Lord had positioned himself between her legs and ducked his head to begin lapping at her core. The Captain groaned at the sight, then groaned again when Martha clasped his cock, and began licking and sucking it clean.
As soon as he was hard again, he pulled his cock from her mouth with a wet pop, then positioned himself behind the Doctor and after quickly lubricating it, slid his cock into the Time Lord. He groaned as Jack entered him, then Martha followed suit as the Doctor's groan reverberated through her body.
She watched their expressions through half closed eyes, and felt pleased that she and Jack were able to share this with the Doctor. This was definitely one of her best birthdays, she decided, and it wasn't even over yet.
Title: Gifts
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairings: Martha/Ten/Jack, cameos from Sarah Jane Smith, Luke Smith
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: DW S4, TW S2, SJA S2
Summary: Martha celebrates her birthday with a little help from some friends
Disclaimer: I occasionally wish that I did own it!
Author Notes: What can I say in defence of this fluffy pwp? Well, I started writing it after finishing the rather harrowing "Nativitas", and I was inspired by this site - once I was done laughing, I just knew I had to include them in a fic with Martha.
Beta: the ever helpful fourzoas
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Jack surveyed the sitting room with the air of a man who knew a job had been well done.
"Are we ready then?" asked the Doctor as he stuck his head around the door, his wild hair looking even more dishevelled than usual.
"We are," agreed the Captain.
"Then let's go and get her."
Jack nodded and joined the Time Lord by the door, both of them taking a final look at their handiwork before heading out to the SUV.
"I still think we could have gone and got her in the TARDIS," the Doctor grumbled half-heartedly as his friend drove them through the streets of London towards Ealing.
"Honestly, Doctor, anyone would think you didn't like my driving," the Captain said, pretending to pout.
"Your driving is fine, most of the time. I just don't want the TARDIS to feel left out. You know how fond she is of Martha."
"So take her on a trip after dinner," Jack suggested, ignoring the implied criticism of his driving. "I'm sure Martha would say yes to a birthday trip in the TARDIS, provided you don't take her anywhere dangerous."
He glanced across at the Time Lord and smiled at the grin of delight on his face.
"Brilliant idea!" agreed the Doctor happily.
Jack soon pulled up in Sarah Jane's drive and shortly afterwards the Time Lord rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a young man, whom the Captain remembered was called Luke.
"Hello Doctor, Captain. Please come in."
"Thanks Luke." Jack stepped inside, the Doctor following close behind.
"We're all in the attic," Luke informed them.
"Lead on, McDuff," answered Jack.
"Lay on," chorused Luke and the Doctor.
The Captain stared at them both, eyebrows raised, then shook his head.
"It's a common misquotation," Luke explained as he led them upstairs. "Most people misremember Shakespeare's words because 'lay on' isn't as familiar a phrase these days as it was in his day. Macbeth is actually telling McDuff to get on with attacking him, after the latter has offered Macbeth the chance to yield to him, rather than fighting to the death. Of course, immediately after Macbeth tells McDuff to attack him, Macbeth is slain."
By the time Luke had finished speaking Jack was beginning to wonder whether Sarah Jane's story about Luke being created by the Bane was actually just a cover story that she and the Doctor had cooked up together; the boy sounded just like the Doctor did when he got into lecture mode, delivering a stream of information at speed. The Time Lord's knowing smirk did little to dispel this idea.
The next moment the Captain forgot all about his speculation as he caught sight of Martha, who was looking as heart-stoppingly gorgeous as usual. He wondered, yet again, why Tom Milligan had called off his engagement to the young MO: Jack was quite certain he wouldn't have let her go if he'd been engaged to her.
She smiled as she caught sight of the two men following Luke into the attic, then giggled as the Doctor caught her up in a hug and span her around, wishing her a happy birthday as he did so.
He set her down on her feet again, and Jack was quick to follow his friend in hugging Martha, although he couldn't resist squeezing her bottom in the process.
"Jack!" Martha protested, but he noticed it was only half-hearted.
"What?" he asked, with an attempt at innocence that fooled no one, except Luke, for a moment.
"Be good," she chided.
"I am," he answered. "Ask Ianto."
"Jack, stop it!" said the Doctor in a warning tone, with a glance at Luke who was standing beside Sarah Jane.
The Captain subsided, but he didn't hesitate to envelop the older woman in a hug too, although he kept his hands strictly above waist level this time: he didn't want the Time Lord to send him back to Cardiff early.
"Have you had a nice afternoon?" asked the Doctor generally.
"Yes," answered Martha promptly. "Luke made us a very nice lunch, and we've been talking about aliens, time travel, science and technology."
"And Dr Jones, I mean Martha," Luke corrected himself when she gave him an encouraging smile, "has promised to teach me first aid."
"Martha's always practical," the Doctor commented. "It's one of her best qualities."
She ducked her head, embarrassed, but everyone could see she was smiling too.
"What's one of mum's best qualities?" asked Luke immediately.
"Her steadfast friendship," answered the Time Lord promptly.
"Her bravery," offered Martha, at almost the same moment.
"Her youthfulness," Jack added, with a little smirk.
Sarah Jane blushed and murmured her thanks, then asked "Is this a mutual appreciation society?"
The Doctor crossed to her side and pulled her into a hug. "All my friends deserve to be appreciated," he said quietly. "You're the only family I've got, after all."
"Now, now," Sarah Jane chided gently. "Don't go getting all maudlin, not on Martha's birthday."
"Quite right. Thank you for reminding me." He dropped a kiss on her forehead. "I'll see you soon. You too, Luke."
Sarah Jane nodded. "Take care of yourself, Doctor."
"Luke, make sure you pay attention to Martha's lessons - you never know when they'll come in useful, especially with the lives you and your mum lead."
The teenager nodded assurance at the Time Lord. "I will."
Once they'd made their farewells, Jack and Martha followed the Doctor downstairs and out to the SUV.
"Now then, Martha Jones, are you ready for the next stage of your birthday celebrations?" The Time Lord smiled down at her as he held the door open for her to climb up into the front passenger seat.
"I think so," she answered, "without knowing exactly what you two have got planned.
"Oh, we've got all sorts planned," Jack answered, grinning hugely.
Martha wondered at the grin, especially when she saw it mirrored on the Doctor's face when she glanced over her shoulder at him after he climbed into the back of the SUV. She forgot about it shortly afterwards, however, in the general conversation between the three friends as they caught up on each other's news.
Jack parked in Martha's drive, behind her own little Vauxhall Corsa, then they all climbed out.
"Right, we don't want you peeking ahead of time," the Doctor said, loosening and then removing his tie. "So, blindfold, Dr Jones."
Martha looked startled, and opened her mouth to protest, but Jack had already moved in to hold her upper arms as he stood behind her and the Time Lord fixed his tie over her eyes.
"This is silly," she protested. "I'm 25, not five!"
"Nevertheless," Jack said, his breath tickling her ear and cheek as he spoke softly, "you're being blindfolded."
Martha shivered involuntarily as they each took hold of one of her hands and led her into the house. She tried to stay relaxed as they guided her from the front door into the sitting room.
Then the Doctor unfastened his tie and Martha gaped, astounded at the transformation of her room.
"Oh. My. God!"
There was a large banner hanging above the window with 'Happy 25th Birthday' on it, and groups of four or five balloons fastened all over the room. There were also brightly coloured streamers festooned from various bits of furniture and the ceiling, and several neatly wrapped gifts stacked on the coffee table. But what caught Martha's attention most of all were the various soft toys scattered about, perched on the chairs and the coffee table, and tied with gaudy ribbons to various other bits of furniture.
"What are they?" she asked, pointing at the nearest one.
"Take a look," answered the Doctor, while Jack grinned at her.
She shook her head, then moved closer. "Oh God! You bought me plush giant microbes and bugs?" She began laughing as she picked up the fluffy green Chlamydia toy. "That's bloody disgusting," she told them, still giggling, as she moved onto the next, a dark red Streptococcus pyogenes.
"How many of these things are there?" she asked, gathering them up one by one.
"Erm, well," began the Doctor, looking sheepish as he tugged at his ear.
"A dozen," Jack answered. "And that's when I restrained him. If I hadn't, you'd have ended up with one of everything they had in stock."
"Whose idea was it?" Martha demanded, her arms now full of furry coloured germs, bugs and critters.
"Well, mine," admitted the Captain, now looking as sheepish as the Time Lord. "But I was only going to get two or three of them."
"You two are nuts," she informed them, dropping onto the sofa, but she was grinning as she said it.
Jack sat down on one side and the Doctor on the other.
"So, you like them?" the Time Lord asked anxiously.
"Yes, thank you." She leaned over and kissed his cheek, then turned to kiss Jack too. He, of course, couldn't settle for a peck on the cheek, but turned his head and clasped Martha's face in his hands to give her a long, deep kiss.
"Jack!" the Doctor said plaintively.
"What?" he asked, finally surfacing for some air.
Martha turned her head and took in the Time Lord's expression. "I think someone's jealous," she teased.
"Yeah, but is he jealous of you being kissed by me, or of me kissing you?" asked Jack, grinning.
"Ooh, good question," she observed. "What's the answer?" She cocked an eyebrow at the alien.
He blushed, then tugged at his ear in a nervous manner. "Both," he admitted.
"So who are you going to kiss first?" asked Martha, grinning at the disconcerted expression on his face.
"Well, it should be you, since it's your birthday." He leaned forward and copied Jack's gesture, reminding her of that day on the Moon.
Jack, meanwhile, was removing the soft toys from her arms, then he pressed up against her back and slid his arms around her middle.
"Mmm, Martha sandwich," he murmured, before nuzzling the nape of her neck.
She gasped when the Doctor finally released her. "Well, that was unexpected," she observed, staring up into his eyes, her face flushed.
"But not unpleasant?" he asked anxiously.
"Definitely not," she assured him, then gasped again as Jack nipped at her skin. "Hey, I thought you wanted to kiss the Doctor?" she asked him.
"Oh I do," agreed the Captain, "but I wasn't sure if you two were done yet."
"Well I was going to go and put the kettle on for some tea," Martha answered. She slipped away from the two men, and went out, then she paused in the hallway and peeked around the edge of the doorframe: Jack was kissing the Doctor, and she noticed that the Time Lord appeared as enthusiastic about kissing the immortal man as he had about kissing her. She hurried to the kitchen, feeling more turned on by the sight than she'd anticipated.
A few minutes later the tea and the presents were all forgotten as Martha found herself being kissed again by the Doctor while Jack stood behind her, his chest pressed against her back and his steadily hardening cock pressed against her bottom.
"You realise that if we don't stop soon I'm going to drag you both off to bed?" the Captain asked, between nips and licks of Martha's skin.
She pulled away from the Doctor, then moved out of their embrace to give them both a searching look as they straightened up. "A threesome?" she asked Jack, who nodded. She looked at the Time Lord. "What do you think?"
"Share a bed with you two?" he asked. "Definitely."
She noticed that his tone and his expression were both sincere, and glancing down, she could see he was as aroused as Jack.
"All right then." She grinned at Jack's expression - he looked like Christmas had come early, and even the Doctor looked pleased.
"Come on then," the Captain said, grabbing Martha's left hand and the Doctor's right.
"By the way, where did you park the - Oh." She found she didn't need to finish her question when they entered her bedroom and she saw the TARDIS parked neatly in the corner.
"Martha's bed or yours?" asked Jack.
"Well mine's bigger," answered the Doctor.
"Show off," teased the Captain.
"Oi!" protested the Time Lord.
"Ignore him," Martha said soothingly as he delved into his trouser pocket for his key. "He's just teasing you. You know what Jack's like."
"I do," agreed the Doctor as he let them in; they headed straight to his bedroom, both Martha and Jack feeling curious about seeing it for the first time.
It turned out to be large and surprisingly neat, with a huge four-poster bed in the middle of one wall. The walls were a pale blue, and the carpet a darker blue, while the bed was hung with dark red curtains.
"Are you sure about this?" Martha asked him.
"Yes," he answered firmly, pulling her to him. "Never been surer about anything. After all, you've just achieved your first quarter century and that's definitely time to celebrate, Dr Jones."
He began kissing her, his hands cupping her face again, and she felt Jack move behind her, his fingers slipping under her t-shirt to stroke her bare skin. He unfastened her bra, and then the Doctor pulled away to allow her to catch her breath, and the Captain immediately took off both her t-shirt and her bra.
"You're so beautiful," Jack murmured, cupping her breasts in his hands and toying with her nipples as he licked and kissed her shoulders and neck.
The Doctor moved in to kiss her again, and unfastened her jeans at the same time, moving his hands away when Jack began tugging them off her hips and down her legs.
"Pick your feet up," he said, and Martha obeyed, feeling rather dazed as her arousal continued to build in response to their attentions.
It took her a moment to realise Jack had taken her knickers off as well as her jeans and when she did notice, she flushed. Then the Captain was licking her neck and whispering in her ear, suggesting that they undress the Doctor next, and she agreed eagerly.
"Your turn now," she told the Time Lord, her voice husky with desire.
She began undoing his shirt as Jack removed his suit jacket, then she slipped her hands under his t-shirt as the Captain pulled off the Doctor's shirt. The t-shirt followed the shirt in quick succession and then Martha and Jack were caressing and kissing the Time Lord's back and chest.
"You can do the honours removing the trousers," Jack told Martha, "being the birthday girl."
Martha looked up at the Doctor's face and he gave her a nod, so she knelt down and took off his shoes and socks, then got to her feet again. The Time Lord ducked his head and held her face as he kissed her again.
"I think someone's trying to distract you," Jack observed to Martha.
"Didn't work though," she answered, as the Doctor released her and his trousers fell to the floor.
Jack moved around in front of the Time Lord and grinned when he flushed slightly in response to their scrutiny.
"Well that's a relief," the Captain observed.
"What?" demanded the Doctor.
"I thought it might have tentacles or something."
"Jack!" scolded Martha. "Don't be mean!" She stepped closer to the Time Lord and put her arms around him. "Ignore him," she whispered.
He kissed the tip of her nose, then picked her up and she automatically wrapped her legs around him. Glancing over at Jack, he saw that the other man was starting to undress himself.
"Hang on, Jack, I was going to do that," he said, surprised.
"I didn't want to wait," the Captain answered.
"Oh," pouted Martha, "I wanted to unwrap my other 'present'."
Jack stopped with his hands at the front of his trousers. "Oh, well, if you put it like that."
The Doctor turned and lowered Martha onto the bed, then climbed up beside her, and the Captain quickly moved over to the bed so that she could divest him of his trousers. He moaned softly when she caressed his cock, then he pulled away.
"Not yet," he said, with a gesture at the pillows.
Martha lay back and luxuriated in the sensations produced by the two men as they began kissing, licking and stroking her body. When she was quivering with need, the Doctor positioned himself between her legs, then slid into her, and she gasped, her body convulsing as she experienced her first orgasm.
"Shall we continue?" he asked her, and she gave a speechless nod, so he continued to push into her while Jack used his fingers and tongue on her breasts.
Martha tried to reach out for his cock again, but he stopped her with a hand on her arm. "That can come later," he said gently. "This first time is all about you, sweetheart." She opened her mouth to protest, but he ducked his head and kissed her.
She came twice more before the Doctor spent himself inside her, then he rolled away and lay beside her, stroking her cheek gently as she came down from her high. Jack, who had been nuzzling her neck, sat up a bit.
"Want to do that again with both of us?" he asked.
She gave him a wide-eyed look, then grinned. "Yes, please."
"Good." He got off the bed and fetched something from the pocket of his trousers, and she saw it was a tube of lubricant.
He gave the lube to the Time Lord, then lay on his back, and she moved to straddle him, Jack guiding her down onto his waiting cock and both of them gasping as he filled her.
"Now lean forward," the Doctor said softly as he knelt behind her.
She obeyed and Jack smiled at her before leaning up to kiss her. Meanwhile the Doctor was preparing her with gentle finger strokes, and she felt herself relaxing into his touch.
He placed a line of kisses down her lower back, then slipped his fingers out. "Ready?" he asked softly.
"Think so," she answered, feeling both nervous and excited.
He held her hips and slowly slid his cock into her, and Jack groaned as well as Martha.
"Fuck Doc!" he exclaimed.
"All right, Martha?" asked the Time Lord.
"Yeah," she gasped. She then gasped again as Jack pulled out agonisingly slowly, his hands also holding her hips. "Oh God, that's good!"
He grinned up at her as he pushed back inside, and the Doctor simultaneously pulled almost all the way out.
"Good, eh?" asked the Captain. She nodded. "Feels good for me, too," he assured her.
"For everyone," the Doctor corrected as he pushed back inside.
The two men soon had a rhythm going, and they began to caress and kiss Martha's skin as they moved, their speed picking up as they sensed her next orgasm approaching. Jack was sucking a nipple and the Doctor teasing her clit when she cried out their names as she came. Both men began to thrust harder as Martha's internal muscles tightened around them, both knowing that they wouldn't last much longer. They came together shortly afterwards, and then she climaxed yet again.
They slipped out of her body and she lay gasping on top of Jack as she tried to recover from the intensity of her orgasm. Then the Doctor moved back on the bed and Martha rolled off Jack, sprawling on her back beside him. Moments later, the Time Lord had positioned himself between her legs and ducked his head to begin lapping at her core. The Captain groaned at the sight, then groaned again when Martha clasped his cock, and began licking and sucking it clean.
As soon as he was hard again, he pulled his cock from her mouth with a wet pop, then positioned himself behind the Doctor and after quickly lubricating it, slid his cock into the Time Lord. He groaned as Jack entered him, then Martha followed suit as the Doctor's groan reverberated through her body.
She watched their expressions through half closed eyes, and felt pleased that she and Jack were able to share this with the Doctor. This was definitely one of her best birthdays, she decided, and it wasn't even over yet.