Taken by Surprise.
Title: Taken by Surprise.
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairing: Tenth Doctor/Martha
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None.
Summary: A random missing scene set at any time during Season 3. Martha and the Doctor have fun with a rabbit.
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" - if they didn't, Martha wouldn't have been banished to Cardiff !
Author Notes: Pure Fluff/PWP. This came out of nowhere about an hour ago and is the fault of henriette_r with whom I had a cracktastic conversation about battery-operated plot bunnies ! (And I've finished the season 3 finale-rewrite fic - Yay!)
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Martha Jones was lying on her bed, enjoying a little personal time after yet another day of running for her life and saving the world.
Her door burst open and the Doctor rushed in. "Martha, I - " He stopped, frowning in puzzlement. "What are you doing?"
Martha raised an eyebrow at him. "Having a wank, what does it look like I'm doing?"
His frown deepened. "What?"
"What do you mean 'What?' ?"
"What does 'having a wank' mean?"
Martha's eyebrows rose higher. "You're kidding me?"
The Doctor looked puzzled by her disbelief. "What do you mean?"
"Do you mean to tell me you're over 900 years old, you've had dozens of human companions, many of them young, and you don't know what the word 'wank' means?"
"Um, yes."
She noticed his ears and cheeks were flushed a delicate pink and sat up further, her Rampant Rabbit in her hand.
"So what do you call it then?"
"What do I call what?" The Doctor was apparently transfixed by the vibrator in Martha's hand.
"What do you call it when you masturbate?"
That got his attention. His mouth hung open before he snapped it shut. "I don't."
"You don't what? Call it anything or you don't masturbate?"
"Yes."
Martha swung her legs around and off the bed, standing up. The Doctor's mouth fell open again as he realised she was naked from the waist down.
"Seriously?" she asked, coming closer. "You don't masturbate?"
He rubbed nervously at the back of his neck, then tugged on his earlobe. "Um… I'll just leave you to - uh - to do what you were doing. Find me when you're - uh - find me - "
He hurried to the door, but Martha got there quicker. She saw him swallow convulsively as she leant against the door, blocking his exit. His eyes were darting everywhere but at her, she noticed, which she suspected had something to do with the fact that she wasn't wearing much on her top half either - just a thin cotton t-shirt, and her nipples were hard from where she'd been playing with them earlier.
"I think you need a little sex education," she purred.
His eyebrows shot up into his hairline. "I don't think - " He got no further as Martha pulled him towards her by his tie and planted her mouth firmly on his. She let go of his tie and wrapped her arm around his neck, holding his head in place. He made an indeterminate noise in the back of his throat as she pressed her body against his and he felt himself hardening.
She pulled her mouth free, grabbed his tie and led him to her bed, grinning at the dazed look on his face. She pushed him to sit down on the bed, then put the vibrator on the locker. She sat on his lap and began to unbutton his shirt, pulling his tie free of his collar.
"Martha, I - " Once again she stopped him from speaking or objecting as her hot mouth descended on his cool lips.
She removed his tie, shirt and then his t-shirt, leaving his hair even more ruffled than usual, then pulled off her own t-shirt, before pressing her chest to his. His hands found her waist as she kissed him deeply, her tongue thrusting in and out of his mouth.
Moments later she was on her back, her legs spread and the Doctor was expertly teasing her with the Rabbit. She looked up at him, her face a picture of astonishment.
"I've been dying to do that for weeks," he told her, grinning smugly.
"You ba - " Martha got no further as the Rabbit hit just the right spot and she found herself rendered speechless by her orgasm crashing through her.
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairing: Tenth Doctor/Martha
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None.
Summary: A random missing scene set at any time during Season 3. Martha and the Doctor have fun with a rabbit.
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" - if they didn't, Martha wouldn't have been banished to Cardiff !
Author Notes: Pure Fluff/PWP. This came out of nowhere about an hour ago and is the fault of henriette_r with whom I had a cracktastic conversation about battery-operated plot bunnies ! (And I've finished the season 3 finale-rewrite fic - Yay!)
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Martha Jones was lying on her bed, enjoying a little personal time after yet another day of running for her life and saving the world.
Her door burst open and the Doctor rushed in. "Martha, I - " He stopped, frowning in puzzlement. "What are you doing?"
Martha raised an eyebrow at him. "Having a wank, what does it look like I'm doing?"
His frown deepened. "What?"
"What do you mean 'What?' ?"
"What does 'having a wank' mean?"
Martha's eyebrows rose higher. "You're kidding me?"
The Doctor looked puzzled by her disbelief. "What do you mean?"
"Do you mean to tell me you're over 900 years old, you've had dozens of human companions, many of them young, and you don't know what the word 'wank' means?"
"Um, yes."
She noticed his ears and cheeks were flushed a delicate pink and sat up further, her Rampant Rabbit in her hand.
"So what do you call it then?"
"What do I call what?" The Doctor was apparently transfixed by the vibrator in Martha's hand.
"What do you call it when you masturbate?"
That got his attention. His mouth hung open before he snapped it shut. "I don't."
"You don't what? Call it anything or you don't masturbate?"
"Yes."
Martha swung her legs around and off the bed, standing up. The Doctor's mouth fell open again as he realised she was naked from the waist down.
"Seriously?" she asked, coming closer. "You don't masturbate?"
He rubbed nervously at the back of his neck, then tugged on his earlobe. "Um… I'll just leave you to - uh - to do what you were doing. Find me when you're - uh - find me - "
He hurried to the door, but Martha got there quicker. She saw him swallow convulsively as she leant against the door, blocking his exit. His eyes were darting everywhere but at her, she noticed, which she suspected had something to do with the fact that she wasn't wearing much on her top half either - just a thin cotton t-shirt, and her nipples were hard from where she'd been playing with them earlier.
"I think you need a little sex education," she purred.
His eyebrows shot up into his hairline. "I don't think - " He got no further as Martha pulled him towards her by his tie and planted her mouth firmly on his. She let go of his tie and wrapped her arm around his neck, holding his head in place. He made an indeterminate noise in the back of his throat as she pressed her body against his and he felt himself hardening.
She pulled her mouth free, grabbed his tie and led him to her bed, grinning at the dazed look on his face. She pushed him to sit down on the bed, then put the vibrator on the locker. She sat on his lap and began to unbutton his shirt, pulling his tie free of his collar.
"Martha, I - " Once again she stopped him from speaking or objecting as her hot mouth descended on his cool lips.
She removed his tie, shirt and then his t-shirt, leaving his hair even more ruffled than usual, then pulled off her own t-shirt, before pressing her chest to his. His hands found her waist as she kissed him deeply, her tongue thrusting in and out of his mouth.
Moments later she was on her back, her legs spread and the Doctor was expertly teasing her with the Rabbit. She looked up at him, her face a picture of astonishment.
"I've been dying to do that for weeks," he told her, grinning smugly.
"You ba - " Martha got no further as the Rabbit hit just the right spot and she found herself rendered speechless by her orgasm crashing through her.