Truth or Dare?
Title: Truth or Dare?
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairings: Ten/Martha, Jack/Donna, Ten/Martha/Jack (implied)
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Summary: A drinking game in the TARDIS leads to interesting things.
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and the Doctor owns me…
Author Notes: This is a sequel - of sorts - to New Year's Eve: Jack and Martha began travelling with the Doctor and Donna shortly after the events depicted in that story and this is set nearly a year later. This story is for malaleen who wanted "Ten/Martha with a side of Donna and Jack" and asked that I include the prompts "Mulled wine and Christmas crackers". Thanks for everything you do as a Mod at lifeonmartha and for being so enthusiastic about my fic. Happy Holidays!
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Jack had decided it was Christmas or near enough as made no odds, so he was preparing mulled wine in the TARDIS kitchen whilst Donna was dubiously sorting through a box of Christmas stuff, looking for crackers - she still wasn't very fond of Christmas, but the Doctor had assured her she'd be safe from anyone and anything except Jack's flirting - and she was used to that by now. Martha and the Doctor were in the TARDIS' TV lounge, putting up decorations.
"I bet they put up loads of mistletoe," Jack said, grinning at Donna.
"I bet that's not all that goes up," Donna answered, smirking back. She liked Jack - he was charming, a shameless flirt and, the few times they'd got together, very good in bed. She smiled to herself, remembering that New Year's Eve party at the Jones' and how he'd made her feel special.
Twelve months ago, relative time
Donna felt a little lost when she realised that the Doctor and Martha had disappeared, but Jack assured her that the Doctor hadn't abandoned her. "He and Martha have got a lot to work through - they're in the TARDIS, talking."
"Talking? Is that what it's called in the 51st century?" Donna asked.
He grinned hugely. "Well I don't doubt they'll have a shag too, and if they don't, I'll kick the Doctor's skinny arse myself, but I reckon Martha will want to talk as well. She went through a lot for his sake."
"I know," Donna said. "He told me."
Jack raised his eyebrows. "Did he now?"
She nodded. "I found him moping over Martha's phone one day and bullied him into telling me."
Jack's grin got wider. "I wish I'd seen that!" He stepped closer to Donna and said quietly. "You, Donna Noble, are my kind of woman."
She looked at him. "I thought *every* woman was your kind of woman?" she asked.
"But you're something special," Jack insisted, putting a hand on her arm. "It's not often anyone manages to make him talk if he doesn't want to. Martha's done it a couple of times, but a lot of the time, he just clams up." He slid his hand up her arm and Donna shivered involuntarily. She wasn't surprised when he bent his head and said quietly. "Wanna go somewhere quieter?"
"Where?"
"TARDIS?" he suggested.
"What about Martha and the Doctor?"
"We won't disturb them."
Donna swallowed. "OK." She felt quite pleased that her voice didn't sound shaky.
Jack grinned and led her out of the room, then across the road to the TARDIS. "Have you got a key?" She nodded and pulled it out of her pocket, then let them in.
The ship hummed a quiet greeting and Jack paused to run a hand over the console. "Hello old girl." He caught hold of Donna's hand. "Your room or mine?" he asked.
"You have a room?" she asked, surprised.
"Should do. The Doctor doesn't tend to reuse rooms."
"Mine." Donna decided that if she was going to do this unfamiliar thing (she didn't make a habit of bedding blokes she'd only just met), she'd rather do it in a familiar place. Jack nodded and allowed her to lead him through the corridors. As they passed Martha's room, he caught a faint whisper of sound, but it was too quiet to identify.
Once in Donna's room, he banished all thoughts of the Doctor and Martha, and concentrated on proving just how special he thought Donna was.
The TARDIS, somewhen in the Vortex
The Doctor was standing under a piece of mistletoe, his arms wrapped tightly around Martha Jones, and his lips firmly locked with hers. He'd waited, at her insistence, until the decorations were all up before kissing her. Just occasionally he thought he should feel bad about the fact that Martha made him do things her way, but most of the time he liked it - he quite enjoyed the way she bossed him around. Jack had teased him once about being under Martha's thumb and the Doctor had promptly said that it was such a nice thumb, he was quite happy to be under it, which had led to the expected innuendo from Jack.
Jack had been surprised, though, when the Time Lord had asked him if he was jealous. "Why would I be jealous?"
"Because I came in and took her from you?" answered the Doctor.
"No you didn't. Yeah, we had a relationship, but it was a brief one. And yeah, I'd take her to bed again if she wanted it, but even when she was with me, she never stopped wanting you. She didn't say anything, but she didn't have to, I knew. She's loved you from the moment she met you, but we both knew that, and she knows the way I feel about you too."
The Doctor had nodded, understanding what Jack wasn't saying.
Martha pulled her mouth away from the Doctor's. "Shall we go and see how the other two are getting on?"
"I suppose so," he answered reluctantly, because what he most wanted to do was go on kissing her, at the very least, although what he most, most wanted to do was pull her down to the floor and make love to her. He wondered what Donna would think if she came in and found them in the act; Jack, he knew, would either watch or want to join in, most likely the latter, but he wasn't sure about Donna. She still occasionally scared him a little, something that Martha and Jack found highly amusing.
As if reading his mind, Martha kissed him again quickly. "Later," she promised. He nodded and allowed her to lead him out to the kitchen.
"How's that mulled wine coming along Jack?" Martha asked.
"It's done."
"Then let's get this party started." Martha grinned at Donna, who grinned back. The redhead picked up the box of Christmas crackers, whilst Jack carried the mulled wine, leaving Martha and the Doctor to pick up the plates of nibbles and bowls of nuts.
They settled themselves in the TV lounge, sprawling on floor cushions with their snacks, the mulled wine and the crackers in the middle. The Doctor pointed his Sonic Screwdriver at the stereo in the corner and "White Christmas" began to play quietly.
"Are we going to play some games?" Jack asked.
"Party games?" Donna enquired around a handful of nuts.
"Yeah."
"Such as?" the Doctor asked.
"Truth or Dare?" Jack answered.
"I'll need some booze inside me before I play that," Donna said firmly.
"Fine." He poured her a glass of wine. "Here." He winked at her and she rolled her eyes as she took the glass. "In the meantime, let's play Twenty Questions," he suggested.
No one objected, so they spent the next hour or so playing that, demolishing the snacks and drinking the mulled wine, until Donna agreed that she'd had enough booze to play Truth or Dare.
"You gonna be the first victim then?" asked Jack, teasingly.
She shrugged. "Sure."
"Truth or dare?" asked Jack.
"Truth."
"Of all the people in this room that you've never kissed, who would you most like to kiss?" asked Jack.
Donna lifted her eyebrows. "Cut straight to the chase, don't you?" she asked rhetorically. "Martha."
Jack grinned wickedly at her response, whilst the Doctor's eyebrows disappeared into his hairline and Martha blushed.
"Your turn now," Donna told Jack. "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"How many times have you kissed the Doctor?"
"Only once, sadly." He flashed the Doctor a wicked grin, which turned into an outright laugh when the Time Lord rolled his eyes. Martha giggled and squeezed his fingers. She was sprawled on her floor cushion at right angles to the Doctor, resting her head on his chest. He had draped his arms around her and she was holding his right hand in hers.
"Martha, truth or dare?" asked Jack.
"Dare, I think - just to be different."
Jack grinned. "I knew you were a brave one. Kiss Donna."
Donna squeaked in surprise, sitting up abruptly. "Hey, hang on," she spluttered as Martha crawled across to her. "I - " She didn't get any further as Martha's mouth gently covered hers. It only took a handful of heartbeats for her to respond, kissing Martha back quite enthusiastically.
Jack felt himself growing aroused and a swift glance at the Doctor showed that the Time Lord wasn't unaffected either. They both watched as the two women began to get into the kiss, hands tangling in hair and bodies pressing closer. When Donna fell back onto the cushion, pulling Martha down on top of her, both men groaned softly and Jack began surreptitiously stroking himself through his pants. He glanced across at the Doctor again and saw that the Time Lord's hands were balled into fists, as if he was trying to restrain himself from copying Jack.
Donna finally pulled free of Martha, needing air urgently. Jack immediately crawled over to the pair and knelt beside them.
"That was damn hot!" he exclaimed. Both women looked up at him dazedly having forgotten they had an audience. Jack gave them both a wide grin, then planted a kiss on Donna's lips whilst Martha looked around for the Doctor. He crawled over and wrapped his arms around her.
"You enjoyed that?" he asked.
"You didn't?" she countered, sliding a hand down onto his crotch where the evidence was plain.
"Oh I did," he assured her. "My turn now, though." He brushed his lips across hers then nibbled on her bottom lip. She opened her mouth eagerly, hungry for him and more turned on than she'd expected to be after kissing Donna.
It didn't take long for either couple to move from kissing to sex and soon the room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing, moans and gasps. And the sound of Donna urging Jack to "fuck me silly", which startled both the Doctor and Martha so much that they paused to lift their heads and look over at their friends. Donna was on her hands and knees, and Jack kneeling behind her, his hands holding her hips as he fucked her.
"Harder!" Donna ordered, and Jack grunted something indistinct before obeying.
The Doctor looked down into Martha's face and saw she was grinning. "Nice to see Jack getting bossed around for a change," he whispered which made Martha snigger. He bent his head and kissed her soundly, before resuming his own ministrations until Martha came with a small groan. He continued to move inside her until he came too, then he lowered himself to rest his head on Martha's chest and she wrapped her arms around him, kissing his cheek.
They were startled a few moments later by Donna letting out a yell as she came, then Jack uttered a short yelp as he came too.
"Do you suppose she's always that loud?" asked Martha quietly.
The Doctor lifted his head to look at her. "I had to ask the TARDIS to soundproof both their rooms."
Martha's eyes widened with surprise. "Oh." She looked over at Donna and Jack. The redhead had rolled onto her back and was lying with her eyes closed; Jack was lying beside her, stroking a hand across her belly and breasts. After a few minutes he kissed her cheek then moved across to join Martha and the Doctor.
"She'll sleep for at least a couple of hours now," he told them. "Wanna play another round?"
The Doctor tried to look reproving, which made Martha giggle and Jack grin.
"We could just take a shortcut," Martha suggested.
The Doctor looked down at her face, one eyebrow arching upwards. "Doctor Jones are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?"
She grinned. "What do you think I'm suggesting?"
"A threesome."
"Sounds like fun to me," Jack said eagerly.
"Doctor?" Martha looked up into his face.
"Why not?" he asked with a sudden grin. Jack immediately grabbed the Doctor's head, cupping his face and began kissing him and Martha felt his cock hardening again.
"Oh this is going to be good," she said quietly. The sight of the two of them kissing was a definite turn on, she decided as she reached out to stroke Jack's growing arousal.
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairings: Ten/Martha, Jack/Donna, Ten/Martha/Jack (implied)
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Summary: A drinking game in the TARDIS leads to interesting things.
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and the Doctor owns me…
Author Notes: This is a sequel - of sorts - to New Year's Eve: Jack and Martha began travelling with the Doctor and Donna shortly after the events depicted in that story and this is set nearly a year later. This story is for malaleen who wanted "Ten/Martha with a side of Donna and Jack" and asked that I include the prompts "Mulled wine and Christmas crackers". Thanks for everything you do as a Mod at lifeonmartha and for being so enthusiastic about my fic. Happy Holidays!
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Jack had decided it was Christmas or near enough as made no odds, so he was preparing mulled wine in the TARDIS kitchen whilst Donna was dubiously sorting through a box of Christmas stuff, looking for crackers - she still wasn't very fond of Christmas, but the Doctor had assured her she'd be safe from anyone and anything except Jack's flirting - and she was used to that by now. Martha and the Doctor were in the TARDIS' TV lounge, putting up decorations.
"I bet they put up loads of mistletoe," Jack said, grinning at Donna.
"I bet that's not all that goes up," Donna answered, smirking back. She liked Jack - he was charming, a shameless flirt and, the few times they'd got together, very good in bed. She smiled to herself, remembering that New Year's Eve party at the Jones' and how he'd made her feel special.
Twelve months ago, relative time
Donna felt a little lost when she realised that the Doctor and Martha had disappeared, but Jack assured her that the Doctor hadn't abandoned her. "He and Martha have got a lot to work through - they're in the TARDIS, talking."
"Talking? Is that what it's called in the 51st century?" Donna asked.
He grinned hugely. "Well I don't doubt they'll have a shag too, and if they don't, I'll kick the Doctor's skinny arse myself, but I reckon Martha will want to talk as well. She went through a lot for his sake."
"I know," Donna said. "He told me."
Jack raised his eyebrows. "Did he now?"
She nodded. "I found him moping over Martha's phone one day and bullied him into telling me."
Jack's grin got wider. "I wish I'd seen that!" He stepped closer to Donna and said quietly. "You, Donna Noble, are my kind of woman."
She looked at him. "I thought *every* woman was your kind of woman?" she asked.
"But you're something special," Jack insisted, putting a hand on her arm. "It's not often anyone manages to make him talk if he doesn't want to. Martha's done it a couple of times, but a lot of the time, he just clams up." He slid his hand up her arm and Donna shivered involuntarily. She wasn't surprised when he bent his head and said quietly. "Wanna go somewhere quieter?"
"Where?"
"TARDIS?" he suggested.
"What about Martha and the Doctor?"
"We won't disturb them."
Donna swallowed. "OK." She felt quite pleased that her voice didn't sound shaky.
Jack grinned and led her out of the room, then across the road to the TARDIS. "Have you got a key?" She nodded and pulled it out of her pocket, then let them in.
The ship hummed a quiet greeting and Jack paused to run a hand over the console. "Hello old girl." He caught hold of Donna's hand. "Your room or mine?" he asked.
"You have a room?" she asked, surprised.
"Should do. The Doctor doesn't tend to reuse rooms."
"Mine." Donna decided that if she was going to do this unfamiliar thing (she didn't make a habit of bedding blokes she'd only just met), she'd rather do it in a familiar place. Jack nodded and allowed her to lead him through the corridors. As they passed Martha's room, he caught a faint whisper of sound, but it was too quiet to identify.
Once in Donna's room, he banished all thoughts of the Doctor and Martha, and concentrated on proving just how special he thought Donna was.
The TARDIS, somewhen in the Vortex
The Doctor was standing under a piece of mistletoe, his arms wrapped tightly around Martha Jones, and his lips firmly locked with hers. He'd waited, at her insistence, until the decorations were all up before kissing her. Just occasionally he thought he should feel bad about the fact that Martha made him do things her way, but most of the time he liked it - he quite enjoyed the way she bossed him around. Jack had teased him once about being under Martha's thumb and the Doctor had promptly said that it was such a nice thumb, he was quite happy to be under it, which had led to the expected innuendo from Jack.
Jack had been surprised, though, when the Time Lord had asked him if he was jealous. "Why would I be jealous?"
"Because I came in and took her from you?" answered the Doctor.
"No you didn't. Yeah, we had a relationship, but it was a brief one. And yeah, I'd take her to bed again if she wanted it, but even when she was with me, she never stopped wanting you. She didn't say anything, but she didn't have to, I knew. She's loved you from the moment she met you, but we both knew that, and she knows the way I feel about you too."
The Doctor had nodded, understanding what Jack wasn't saying.
Martha pulled her mouth away from the Doctor's. "Shall we go and see how the other two are getting on?"
"I suppose so," he answered reluctantly, because what he most wanted to do was go on kissing her, at the very least, although what he most, most wanted to do was pull her down to the floor and make love to her. He wondered what Donna would think if she came in and found them in the act; Jack, he knew, would either watch or want to join in, most likely the latter, but he wasn't sure about Donna. She still occasionally scared him a little, something that Martha and Jack found highly amusing.
As if reading his mind, Martha kissed him again quickly. "Later," she promised. He nodded and allowed her to lead him out to the kitchen.
"How's that mulled wine coming along Jack?" Martha asked.
"It's done."
"Then let's get this party started." Martha grinned at Donna, who grinned back. The redhead picked up the box of Christmas crackers, whilst Jack carried the mulled wine, leaving Martha and the Doctor to pick up the plates of nibbles and bowls of nuts.
They settled themselves in the TV lounge, sprawling on floor cushions with their snacks, the mulled wine and the crackers in the middle. The Doctor pointed his Sonic Screwdriver at the stereo in the corner and "White Christmas" began to play quietly.
"Are we going to play some games?" Jack asked.
"Party games?" Donna enquired around a handful of nuts.
"Yeah."
"Such as?" the Doctor asked.
"Truth or Dare?" Jack answered.
"I'll need some booze inside me before I play that," Donna said firmly.
"Fine." He poured her a glass of wine. "Here." He winked at her and she rolled her eyes as she took the glass. "In the meantime, let's play Twenty Questions," he suggested.
No one objected, so they spent the next hour or so playing that, demolishing the snacks and drinking the mulled wine, until Donna agreed that she'd had enough booze to play Truth or Dare.
"You gonna be the first victim then?" asked Jack, teasingly.
She shrugged. "Sure."
"Truth or dare?" asked Jack.
"Truth."
"Of all the people in this room that you've never kissed, who would you most like to kiss?" asked Jack.
Donna lifted her eyebrows. "Cut straight to the chase, don't you?" she asked rhetorically. "Martha."
Jack grinned wickedly at her response, whilst the Doctor's eyebrows disappeared into his hairline and Martha blushed.
"Your turn now," Donna told Jack. "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth."
"How many times have you kissed the Doctor?"
"Only once, sadly." He flashed the Doctor a wicked grin, which turned into an outright laugh when the Time Lord rolled his eyes. Martha giggled and squeezed his fingers. She was sprawled on her floor cushion at right angles to the Doctor, resting her head on his chest. He had draped his arms around her and she was holding his right hand in hers.
"Martha, truth or dare?" asked Jack.
"Dare, I think - just to be different."
Jack grinned. "I knew you were a brave one. Kiss Donna."
Donna squeaked in surprise, sitting up abruptly. "Hey, hang on," she spluttered as Martha crawled across to her. "I - " She didn't get any further as Martha's mouth gently covered hers. It only took a handful of heartbeats for her to respond, kissing Martha back quite enthusiastically.
Jack felt himself growing aroused and a swift glance at the Doctor showed that the Time Lord wasn't unaffected either. They both watched as the two women began to get into the kiss, hands tangling in hair and bodies pressing closer. When Donna fell back onto the cushion, pulling Martha down on top of her, both men groaned softly and Jack began surreptitiously stroking himself through his pants. He glanced across at the Doctor again and saw that the Time Lord's hands were balled into fists, as if he was trying to restrain himself from copying Jack.
Donna finally pulled free of Martha, needing air urgently. Jack immediately crawled over to the pair and knelt beside them.
"That was damn hot!" he exclaimed. Both women looked up at him dazedly having forgotten they had an audience. Jack gave them both a wide grin, then planted a kiss on Donna's lips whilst Martha looked around for the Doctor. He crawled over and wrapped his arms around her.
"You enjoyed that?" he asked.
"You didn't?" she countered, sliding a hand down onto his crotch where the evidence was plain.
"Oh I did," he assured her. "My turn now, though." He brushed his lips across hers then nibbled on her bottom lip. She opened her mouth eagerly, hungry for him and more turned on than she'd expected to be after kissing Donna.
It didn't take long for either couple to move from kissing to sex and soon the room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing, moans and gasps. And the sound of Donna urging Jack to "fuck me silly", which startled both the Doctor and Martha so much that they paused to lift their heads and look over at their friends. Donna was on her hands and knees, and Jack kneeling behind her, his hands holding her hips as he fucked her.
"Harder!" Donna ordered, and Jack grunted something indistinct before obeying.
The Doctor looked down into Martha's face and saw she was grinning. "Nice to see Jack getting bossed around for a change," he whispered which made Martha snigger. He bent his head and kissed her soundly, before resuming his own ministrations until Martha came with a small groan. He continued to move inside her until he came too, then he lowered himself to rest his head on Martha's chest and she wrapped her arms around him, kissing his cheek.
They were startled a few moments later by Donna letting out a yell as she came, then Jack uttered a short yelp as he came too.
"Do you suppose she's always that loud?" asked Martha quietly.
The Doctor lifted his head to look at her. "I had to ask the TARDIS to soundproof both their rooms."
Martha's eyes widened with surprise. "Oh." She looked over at Donna and Jack. The redhead had rolled onto her back and was lying with her eyes closed; Jack was lying beside her, stroking a hand across her belly and breasts. After a few minutes he kissed her cheek then moved across to join Martha and the Doctor.
"She'll sleep for at least a couple of hours now," he told them. "Wanna play another round?"
The Doctor tried to look reproving, which made Martha giggle and Jack grin.
"We could just take a shortcut," Martha suggested.
The Doctor looked down at her face, one eyebrow arching upwards. "Doctor Jones are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?"
She grinned. "What do you think I'm suggesting?"
"A threesome."
"Sounds like fun to me," Jack said eagerly.
"Doctor?" Martha looked up into his face.
"Why not?" he asked with a sudden grin. Jack immediately grabbed the Doctor's head, cupping his face and began kissing him and Martha felt his cock hardening again.
"Oh this is going to be good," she said quietly. The sight of the two of them kissing was a definite turn on, she decided as she reached out to stroke Jack's growing arousal.