Fic: A little piece of Gallifrey 4/8

Aug 03, 2007 23:14


Pairing: Nine/Rose
Rating: ADULT
Disclaimer: I own them all, but only in Pete's World, sadly in this universe they belong to RTD and the BBC
Summary: Oh Rose, what are you playing at.......?

Chapter four

Ninety minutes later and still Rose was in the Bathroom. The Doctor sat on the sofa, listening to Jackie and Mickey drone on and on about soap opera’s, gossip and the weather. Now and again the Doctor would nod his head and grunt, trying to keep up the façade of being interested in the conversation. He could still sense the aroma of the aphrodisiac and he was having a hard time keeping his emotions under control.

Equations and calculations ran through his mind until he couldn’t think of anymore. Finally he began thinking about Pi and the Theory of Relativity at the same time, smirking to himself at how those great scientists had been so wrong. He felt so hot and wished he wasn’t wearing the thick jumper.

The bathroom door opened and a couple of seconds later, Rose walked into the room. Jackie stood up “Well it took you long enough Rose, but you don’t half scrub up lovely”

Mickey was smiling a sort of half smile, but his eyes said that he liked what he was seeing. “Love the dress Rose” He said.

Meanwhile the Doctor was also standing. His mouth opened and closed but no words come out, he was speechless. His palms were sweating and he wiped his hands on his jeans. His breathing was coming thick and fast and his hearts racing. There, directly in front of him, stood the most sexy, arousing, beautiful, sight that he had ever seen.

She had a tight, very tight, short black dress on. It was backless, bare right down to just above her buttocks. Her cleavage looked positively indecent. She had black hold up stockings on; the dress was so short that you could just make out the tops. Black, impossibly high heels on her feet, and her hair……. It was curled and cascaded down framing her perfectly made up face like a halo. And the smell of her…………. Rose was absolutely drenched in Gallifreyan aphrodisiac.

The Doctor cleared his throat, wiped his hands on the back of his jeans once more and said “Rose, you are…” He couldn’t finish. He could feel himself getting hot and then cold. His heart beats were even more rapid and he felt dizzy. He was sweating even more profusely now and he could feel a certain part of his anatomy growing and getting harder by the millisecond.

Quickly the Doctor sat back down, reached for his jacket and placed it on his lap. Axisymmetrical Viscous Incompressible Fluid Equations were running through his mind at a billion miles a second.

Ut+ uur +wuz= v2/r

It wasn’t subsiding.

-pr ν + (urr+1/r ur - r ½ = u zz),

Go away, subside, pleasebeforeI’vegottostandup

Wt+ uwr +wvz+uv/r=v(vrr+1/rvr-1r/2v+2vv)

It wasn’t working, the aphrodisiac was too powerful. The Doctor swore he must be going insane, this couldn’t possibly be happening to him. He stood back up, keeping his groin covered by his jacket. Obviously Rose had plans for the both of them for the evening. He just hoped he could get out of the flat without anyone noticing the huge erection he was now sporting in his jeans. Damn, he though, he was going to have to get some baggier ones before they went back to the TARDIS.

Rose turned around and bent down giving a tantalising view of a rather revealing black lacy thong. The Doctor stifled a moan. “C’mon then Mickey, lets go paint the town red for a while shall we?” Rose said. But she was looking straight at the Doctor, eyes absolutely smouldering as the words came out of her rather delicious looking mouth.

Rose picked up her handbag off the floor and teetered off down the hall. Jackie looked up in surprise; she followed Rose and Mickey down the hall. “Oh are you two love birds going out? S’pose you’ve got some catching up to do. Don’t worry, I’ll look after the Doctor for you” She said flashing the Doctor a smile. “It’s about time we got to know each other better, what with him gallivanting around the universe with my only daughter”

The Doctor didn’t know what the hell to do; here he was, horny as hell, unable to do a damn thing about it what with the effects of the aphrodisiac, faced with the prospect of spending the entire evening with Jackie Bloody Tyler.

Kill me now, he thought as the door slammed.

fic, ninth doctor smut, rose tyler, ninth doctor

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