The Long Weekend (2/2)
Title: The Long Weekend (2/2)
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairings: Martha/Sarah Jane/Jack/Tenth Doctor, Maria Jackson
Rating: NC-17 (m/m and f/f slash)
Warning: There's a reference to a rape witnessed by some of the characters
Spoilers: The Infinite Quest, The Last of the Time Lords, Sarah Jane Adventures
Summary: The Easter weekend in Bannerman Road doesn't go according to plan.
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and the Doctor owns me…
Author Notes: padawanpooh begged me for a sequel to The Four of Us, which is itself a sequel to Encounters. Apparently I'm now writing a series (He Really Loves Them All) !
I thought this fic was just going to be a slightly more plot-based pr0n fic - but the Bunny!Muses took it somewhere else and there's adventure, angst and pr0n.
Beta: the lovely padawanpooh
LJ insisted this was too long for one post, so Part One is here !
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Martha woke a couple of hours later feeling surprised that she'd gone to sleep. She opened her eyes to see the Doctor was lying on his side, watching her intently. "Weren't we going for a walk?" she asked.
"We can do that later," he said, giving her a tender smile. He reached out and slid a hand up her arm and smirked when she shivered. "Cold?" he asked, fairly sure that wasn't the reason she'd shivered.
"No. Feeling a bit warm, actually."
His smile grew. "I can help you with that," he said.
"Is that right?" she asked, smiling back.
"Yeah." He ran his hand down her arm, then slid it up under her t-shirt, caressing her skin.
"I don't seem to be getting any cooler, Mr Smith."
"Sit up then." He waited whilst she pulled herself up, then leant forward to kiss her gently, before sliding her t-shirt up and off. "How's that?"
She looked thoughtful. "Nope, still warm."
He grinned. "Guess you'd better lie back down then," he said. When she was on her back, he unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, then eased them down her slender body, leaving her in her bra, knickers, shoes and socks. "Better?"
"A little," she agreed, grinning back at him. She watched as he took off her shoes and socks, then rubbed a bare foot up and down his shin.
"Aren't you warm too?" she asked.
"Now you come to mention it." He stretched out on his back, smiling as she straddled him to sit on his thighs whilst she unfastened his loose tie, pulling it off, then unbuttoned his shirt.
"You'll have to sit up," she told him and waited whilst he pushed himself up, before easing his jacket and shirt off. She dropped his clothes on top of hers, then swivelled herself around to remove his Converse and socks. She saw Jack and Sarah Jane curled up together a short distance away, both sleeping.
"Are they OK?" she asked.
The Doctor nodded. "Your lovely lunch made us all sleepy," he said. He didn't like lying to her, but he didn't want to tell her that he'd altered her memory, then hypnotised her so she'd forget their earlier conversation once she slept.
"You're not sleepy though," she observed.
"Not now," he agreed. He reached up and gently pulled her down to lie on top of him, stroking his hands up and down her back. She wriggled against him, feeling his arousal. "Some parts of me are waking up nicely," he told her with a smirk. He slid his hands inside her knickers and caressed her bottom, which caused more wriggling.
"I think some of my parts are too," she said a little breathlessly as she felt a flare of desire growing.
"Yeah?" He slid a hand across her bottom, her hip and then down the front of her knickers.
"Ah." She sighed with pleasure as he pushed a finger into her heat. She lifted her head and began to kiss him hungrily as he stroked her, adding a second finger after a few minutes. He brought her to a climax and her quiet moan of pleasure was enough to wake Jack and Sarah Jane.
"Did you start the party without us?" Jack asked as he and Sarah Jane moved across the grass to join them.
"Martha was feeling warm," the Doctor said. "I was trying to cool her down."
"Did it work?" asked Sarah Jane.
Martha lifted her head from the Doctor's chest. "Not so much."
"Maybe you need some help Doc?"
"Could be," the Time Lord agreed, smirking. He and Martha watched as Jack and Sarah Jane quickly undressed each other.
"Now then, Doctor Jones. Let's see if we can help." Jack grinned at her, before beginning to plant kisses down her body, starting from the nape of her neck to her knickers. He tugged them down with his teeth and Sarah Jane lifted Martha's body so he could get them off completely. Sarah Jane unfastened Martha's bra, then pulled her into a hug so that she rolled off the Doctor. Jack and the Doctor watched for a moment as the women began to kiss hungrily, both delighted that Martha wanted Sarah Jane to touch her again, and then Jack was easing the Doctor's trousers down his legs.
Sarah Jane rolled over so that she and Martha were facing each other, then began kissing the young woman again. She slid her hand down between their bodies until she reached Martha's entrance, then eased two fingers inside her. Martha immediately hooked one of Sarah Jane's legs over her own so that she could more easily slide her own fingers inside Sarah Jane.
Meanwhile Jack grabbed his trousers and pulled a bottle of lube from one of the pockets. He poured a little into his hand, then slid first one finger, then two, into the Doctor. After a few minutes, he eased his fingers out and slid his cock inside instead, then he began to stroke the Doctor's cock.
None of them lasted very long and the air was soon filled with soft moans of release: Martha came first, followed by Sarah Jane, then the Doctor, and finally Jack. Afterwards they lay in a tangled heap of limbs, breathless but happy.
* * * * * *
The TARDIS materialised in Sarah Jane's back garden and the four of them headed into Sarah Jane's house for tea and cake before Jack headed back to Cardiff and the Doctor headed off on his travels again.
"We should do this again sometime," Martha told the Doctor as she said goodbye to him after Sarah Jane had gone to have a bath. "But without the prison planet, yeah?"
He nodded. "You're always welcome to travel with me again, Martha." He patted his jacket pocket where the mobile she'd given him still resided. "Just give me a call and I'll be there to pick you up."
He pulled her into a hug and picked her up. "Take good care of yourself, and Jack and Sarah Jane for me."
"Just so long as you take care of yourself for us," she answered.
"Do my best." He put her down again, kissed her, then disappeared into the TARDIS. Martha stepped back and watched it dematerialise, then headed inside: they still had three days before Alan brought the teenagers back and she intended to enjoy the rest of her long weekend.
She found Jack lounged on Sarah Jane's sofa and when she approached, he immediately grabbed her waist and pulled her down onto his lap, making her giggle.
"You're completely incorrigible," she said, not even attempting to escape as he began kissing the side of her neck.
"And you love it," he answered, knowing she did.
"Mmm." She turned her head to kiss him, undoing two of his shirt buttons so she could slide a hand inside and stroke his chest.
"What do you say we take this upstairs?" he asked when they finally pulled apart to breathe.
"Sounds like a good plan." She giggled again when Jack stood up, picking her up from his lap. She wrapped an arm around his neck and nibbled on his ear as he headed up to Sarah Jane's room.
Sarah Jane walked into her room after her bath to find them in the process of undressing each other and she smiled in anticipation of the pleasure to come.
* * * * * *
Martha was sleeping soundly, curled into a ball like a contented cat. Jack and Sarah Jane both watched her for several minutes, then they moved quietly off the bed and out onto the landing.
"You OK?" Jack asked her, pulling her down to sit with him.
She nodded. "Yeah. I'm glad Martha's going to be OK." She shivered a little, although she wasn't cold, and Jack pulled her into his lap, cradling her in his arms. "That was horrible, what Martha witnessed. I can hardly believe those men raped that girl to death."
Jack kissed the top of her head. "I can," he said softly. "People do the most horrible things in a war situation, and they do the most amazing things too."
They sat quietly for several minutes.
"If you need to talk about it, give me a ring, OK?"
"I will," she promised.
"I still think you should have let the Doctor make you forget it."
"I'll be OK," Sarah Jane said. "I promise I won't dwell on it."
"Good."
"Are you sure you won't stay the night?"
"I can't," he said regretfully. "I have to get back. But I'll come and see you again soon if that's OK?"
"You're always welcome Jack, always." She sat up and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He smiled at her when she pulled away. "Thanks, that's good to know."
Author: Persiflage_1
Characters/Pairings: Martha/Sarah Jane/Jack/Tenth Doctor, Maria Jackson
Rating: NC-17 (m/m and f/f slash)
Warning: There's a reference to a rape witnessed by some of the characters
Spoilers: The Infinite Quest, The Last of the Time Lords, Sarah Jane Adventures
Summary: The Easter weekend in Bannerman Road doesn't go according to plan.
Disclaimer: The BBC owns "Doctor Who" and the Doctor owns me…
Author Notes: padawanpooh begged me for a sequel to The Four of Us, which is itself a sequel to Encounters. Apparently I'm now writing a series (He Really Loves Them All) !
I thought this fic was just going to be a slightly more plot-based pr0n fic - but the Bunny!Muses took it somewhere else and there's adventure, angst and pr0n.
Beta: the lovely padawanpooh
LJ insisted this was too long for one post, so Part One is here !
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Martha woke a couple of hours later feeling surprised that she'd gone to sleep. She opened her eyes to see the Doctor was lying on his side, watching her intently. "Weren't we going for a walk?" she asked.
"We can do that later," he said, giving her a tender smile. He reached out and slid a hand up her arm and smirked when she shivered. "Cold?" he asked, fairly sure that wasn't the reason she'd shivered.
"No. Feeling a bit warm, actually."
His smile grew. "I can help you with that," he said.
"Is that right?" she asked, smiling back.
"Yeah." He ran his hand down her arm, then slid it up under her t-shirt, caressing her skin.
"I don't seem to be getting any cooler, Mr Smith."
"Sit up then." He waited whilst she pulled herself up, then leant forward to kiss her gently, before sliding her t-shirt up and off. "How's that?"
She looked thoughtful. "Nope, still warm."
He grinned. "Guess you'd better lie back down then," he said. When she was on her back, he unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, then eased them down her slender body, leaving her in her bra, knickers, shoes and socks. "Better?"
"A little," she agreed, grinning back at him. She watched as he took off her shoes and socks, then rubbed a bare foot up and down his shin.
"Aren't you warm too?" she asked.
"Now you come to mention it." He stretched out on his back, smiling as she straddled him to sit on his thighs whilst she unfastened his loose tie, pulling it off, then unbuttoned his shirt.
"You'll have to sit up," she told him and waited whilst he pushed himself up, before easing his jacket and shirt off. She dropped his clothes on top of hers, then swivelled herself around to remove his Converse and socks. She saw Jack and Sarah Jane curled up together a short distance away, both sleeping.
"Are they OK?" she asked.
The Doctor nodded. "Your lovely lunch made us all sleepy," he said. He didn't like lying to her, but he didn't want to tell her that he'd altered her memory, then hypnotised her so she'd forget their earlier conversation once she slept.
"You're not sleepy though," she observed.
"Not now," he agreed. He reached up and gently pulled her down to lie on top of him, stroking his hands up and down her back. She wriggled against him, feeling his arousal. "Some parts of me are waking up nicely," he told her with a smirk. He slid his hands inside her knickers and caressed her bottom, which caused more wriggling.
"I think some of my parts are too," she said a little breathlessly as she felt a flare of desire growing.
"Yeah?" He slid a hand across her bottom, her hip and then down the front of her knickers.
"Ah." She sighed with pleasure as he pushed a finger into her heat. She lifted her head and began to kiss him hungrily as he stroked her, adding a second finger after a few minutes. He brought her to a climax and her quiet moan of pleasure was enough to wake Jack and Sarah Jane.
"Did you start the party without us?" Jack asked as he and Sarah Jane moved across the grass to join them.
"Martha was feeling warm," the Doctor said. "I was trying to cool her down."
"Did it work?" asked Sarah Jane.
Martha lifted her head from the Doctor's chest. "Not so much."
"Maybe you need some help Doc?"
"Could be," the Time Lord agreed, smirking. He and Martha watched as Jack and Sarah Jane quickly undressed each other.
"Now then, Doctor Jones. Let's see if we can help." Jack grinned at her, before beginning to plant kisses down her body, starting from the nape of her neck to her knickers. He tugged them down with his teeth and Sarah Jane lifted Martha's body so he could get them off completely. Sarah Jane unfastened Martha's bra, then pulled her into a hug so that she rolled off the Doctor. Jack and the Doctor watched for a moment as the women began to kiss hungrily, both delighted that Martha wanted Sarah Jane to touch her again, and then Jack was easing the Doctor's trousers down his legs.
Sarah Jane rolled over so that she and Martha were facing each other, then began kissing the young woman again. She slid her hand down between their bodies until she reached Martha's entrance, then eased two fingers inside her. Martha immediately hooked one of Sarah Jane's legs over her own so that she could more easily slide her own fingers inside Sarah Jane.
Meanwhile Jack grabbed his trousers and pulled a bottle of lube from one of the pockets. He poured a little into his hand, then slid first one finger, then two, into the Doctor. After a few minutes, he eased his fingers out and slid his cock inside instead, then he began to stroke the Doctor's cock.
None of them lasted very long and the air was soon filled with soft moans of release: Martha came first, followed by Sarah Jane, then the Doctor, and finally Jack. Afterwards they lay in a tangled heap of limbs, breathless but happy.
* * * * * *
The TARDIS materialised in Sarah Jane's back garden and the four of them headed into Sarah Jane's house for tea and cake before Jack headed back to Cardiff and the Doctor headed off on his travels again.
"We should do this again sometime," Martha told the Doctor as she said goodbye to him after Sarah Jane had gone to have a bath. "But without the prison planet, yeah?"
He nodded. "You're always welcome to travel with me again, Martha." He patted his jacket pocket where the mobile she'd given him still resided. "Just give me a call and I'll be there to pick you up."
He pulled her into a hug and picked her up. "Take good care of yourself, and Jack and Sarah Jane for me."
"Just so long as you take care of yourself for us," she answered.
"Do my best." He put her down again, kissed her, then disappeared into the TARDIS. Martha stepped back and watched it dematerialise, then headed inside: they still had three days before Alan brought the teenagers back and she intended to enjoy the rest of her long weekend.
She found Jack lounged on Sarah Jane's sofa and when she approached, he immediately grabbed her waist and pulled her down onto his lap, making her giggle.
"You're completely incorrigible," she said, not even attempting to escape as he began kissing the side of her neck.
"And you love it," he answered, knowing she did.
"Mmm." She turned her head to kiss him, undoing two of his shirt buttons so she could slide a hand inside and stroke his chest.
"What do you say we take this upstairs?" he asked when they finally pulled apart to breathe.
"Sounds like a good plan." She giggled again when Jack stood up, picking her up from his lap. She wrapped an arm around his neck and nibbled on his ear as he headed up to Sarah Jane's room.
Sarah Jane walked into her room after her bath to find them in the process of undressing each other and she smiled in anticipation of the pleasure to come.
* * * * * *
Martha was sleeping soundly, curled into a ball like a contented cat. Jack and Sarah Jane both watched her for several minutes, then they moved quietly off the bed and out onto the landing.
"You OK?" Jack asked her, pulling her down to sit with him.
She nodded. "Yeah. I'm glad Martha's going to be OK." She shivered a little, although she wasn't cold, and Jack pulled her into his lap, cradling her in his arms. "That was horrible, what Martha witnessed. I can hardly believe those men raped that girl to death."
Jack kissed the top of her head. "I can," he said softly. "People do the most horrible things in a war situation, and they do the most amazing things too."
They sat quietly for several minutes.
"If you need to talk about it, give me a ring, OK?"
"I will," she promised.
"I still think you should have let the Doctor make you forget it."
"I'll be OK," Sarah Jane said. "I promise I won't dwell on it."
"Good."
"Are you sure you won't stay the night?"
"I can't," he said regretfully. "I have to get back. But I'll come and see you again soon if that's OK?"
"You're always welcome Jack, always." She sat up and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He smiled at her when she pulled away. "Thanks, that's good to know."