fic; A little peice of Gallifrey 6/8
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
Chapter 6
The Doctor moved his weight from one leg to another, pressing the lift call button again impatiently. Frustration was threatening to overwhelm him; the lift was on the ground floor, not moving. He took out his Sonic Screwdriver and applied it to the button. Nothing, still no lift. Cursing a Gallifreyan expletive under his breath, he turned towards the staircase and proceeded to run down, taking 2 steps at a time. Leaping down the steps as though his life was in danger. As he rounded the last corner he saw the reason for the lifts non arrival, someone had wedged a plank of wood forcing the doors open. He kicked it out of the way with a frustrated growl before exiting the block of flats.
Rose, Mickey, Mickey, Rose, running through he mind constantly. He couldn't get her out of his mind. He had to find Rose and get her back to the TARDIS before she ended up in bed with Mickey. Even though Mickey was unaffected by the aphrodisiac, he knew that Mickey was a red blooded human male and would be affected by just how delicious Rose was looking tonight. It grated him to admit it, but Mickey wasn’t THAT much of an idiot. Rose was a perfectly normal nineteen year old woman, she had needs; needs that he had pushed to the back of his mind. She wanted him; but he had ignored that fact, though for the life of him he suddenly couldn't think of a good reason why.
Someone had scrawled “BAD WOLF” in graffiti on the wall of the Co-op he noticed as he ran past, it was there again all over the phone box on the corner. The Doctor stopped and caught his breath, he pulled his jacket on and wondered where Rose and Mickey would be. He looked around him; the wine bar on the high street? he wondered and set off towards it in a run. She certainly wasn't dressed for an even at the Powell estates local but passing the Dog and Duck he glanced in through the window and made a sharp intake of breath.
There, leaning over the snooker table about to take a shot, was Rose. Her cleavage almost falling out of the front of her dress as she bent over, he noted. The Doctor charged in through the doors, and has hit by the overwhelming fragrance of the Gallifreyan aphrodisiac. It rocked him on his heels. He paused, suddenly unsure of what to say and turned to see Mickey at the bar paying for some drinks. Rose jerked her head up in surprise as she took her shot, the snooker cue went awry and she pocketed the white ball.
Mickey came back to the table with drinks in his hands, he sniggered and said “I saw that, a foul!” placing the drinks down and taking the cue off Rose.
Rose walked, rather too seductively in his opinion, up to the Doctor. She had a look of mild annoyance on her face and took hold of the lapels on his jacket. She said “Did you have to come barging in here like that? You spoiled my shot Doctor”
The Doctor’s senses were hyperstimulated. The fragrance was burning into his very soul and he was having to fight the urge to grab Rose, bend her over the snooker table and take her then and there. He took hold of her wrists, “Come on, we’re leaving. We have to go back to the TARDIS now” He said, looking deep into her eyes. Rose gasped; his eyes were a burning bright piercing blue; almost hypnotising. She dragged her gaze away and shoot her head.
“Why? What’s wrong?” Rose replied, “I’m in the middle of a game of snooker if you don’t mind.” She pulled her wrist away from the Doctors grasp.
“Wassup Doc?” Said Mickey grinning, taking a swig of his pint. “What you having, my shout?”
“Rose, we really HAVE to go NOW. Its, err, an emergency, that’s what it is. Come on, no time to finish your drink. Bye Mickey, sorry about this, another time eh?” The Doctor grabbed Rose’s arm and ushered her out of the pub. He was walking so fast that she had to take 3 steps to each one he was taking with his long strides. Not easy in those heels.
“Slow down will you? What’s the emergency then, that can’t wait?” Rose said, now feeling a little irritated and embarrassed by being dragged out of her local by the Doctor. Rose stopped, pulled her arm free from the Doctor’s grasp and took off her shoes. “hang on, let me take these off. They are killing me” She picked her shoes up and walked barefoot.
The Doctor reached and took her free hand, pulling her along faster. The feeling of her hand in his, even though he had taken her hand on countless occasions, was so sensual. He made eye contact with her, and Rose noticed the desperation in his eyes. She picked up speed without her heels and quickly they ran for the TARDIS. By this time Rose’s breathing was coming fast and as they turned the corner she stopped to catch her breath. “Are you going to tell me what this is about Doctor?” Rose panted.
The Doctor fixed her with those steely blue eyes, “life or death situation, come on!” There just a hundred yards away was the TARDIS. The Doctor took her hand again and together they hurried the last few yards.
The TARDIS door flew open automatically, as if she knew the urgency of their arrival. Rose and the Doctor stepped inside, breathless. Rose dropped her shoes to one side while the Doctor leapt up to the console, threw a few levers, turned a few dials and hit the console with the mallet. The TARDIS leapt to life, and almost instantly they were back in the vortex. The Doctor stopped his manic behaviour and took off his jacket, placing it over the guard rail. He brought his eyes up to meet Rose’s.
Rose looked at the Doctor and didn’t think she had seen his eyes look so piercing. He quickly walked towards her. “So what is this life or death emergency?” she said as the Doctor reached her. With one hand he reached behind her back and pulled her towards him. The other hand he placed at the back of her head, pulling her into his embrace. The Doctor put his head down to meet hers and kissed her, crushing her lips with the ferocity.
“The emergency is this. If I don’t have you right now you will be faced with a case of Spontaneous Gallifreyan Combustion, followed by Regeneration” The Doctor looked at her and his eyes seemed alight with the fire that he had just mentioned. He kissed her again, a little more gently this time but with no less passion. Rose felt her knees grow weak and she melted in his arms.
Rating: ADULT
Disclaimer: I own them all, but only in Pete's World, sadly in this universe they belong to RTD and the BBC
Chapter 6
The Doctor moved his weight from one leg to another, pressing the lift call button again impatiently. Frustration was threatening to overwhelm him; the lift was on the ground floor, not moving. He took out his Sonic Screwdriver and applied it to the button. Nothing, still no lift. Cursing a Gallifreyan expletive under his breath, he turned towards the staircase and proceeded to run down, taking 2 steps at a time. Leaping down the steps as though his life was in danger. As he rounded the last corner he saw the reason for the lifts non arrival, someone had wedged a plank of wood forcing the doors open. He kicked it out of the way with a frustrated growl before exiting the block of flats.
Rose, Mickey, Mickey, Rose, running through he mind constantly. He couldn't get her out of his mind. He had to find Rose and get her back to the TARDIS before she ended up in bed with Mickey. Even though Mickey was unaffected by the aphrodisiac, he knew that Mickey was a red blooded human male and would be affected by just how delicious Rose was looking tonight. It grated him to admit it, but Mickey wasn’t THAT much of an idiot. Rose was a perfectly normal nineteen year old woman, she had needs; needs that he had pushed to the back of his mind. She wanted him; but he had ignored that fact, though for the life of him he suddenly couldn't think of a good reason why.
Someone had scrawled “BAD WOLF” in graffiti on the wall of the Co-op he noticed as he ran past, it was there again all over the phone box on the corner. The Doctor stopped and caught his breath, he pulled his jacket on and wondered where Rose and Mickey would be. He looked around him; the wine bar on the high street? he wondered and set off towards it in a run. She certainly wasn't dressed for an even at the Powell estates local but passing the Dog and Duck he glanced in through the window and made a sharp intake of breath.
There, leaning over the snooker table about to take a shot, was Rose. Her cleavage almost falling out of the front of her dress as she bent over, he noted. The Doctor charged in through the doors, and has hit by the overwhelming fragrance of the Gallifreyan aphrodisiac. It rocked him on his heels. He paused, suddenly unsure of what to say and turned to see Mickey at the bar paying for some drinks. Rose jerked her head up in surprise as she took her shot, the snooker cue went awry and she pocketed the white ball.
Mickey came back to the table with drinks in his hands, he sniggered and said “I saw that, a foul!” placing the drinks down and taking the cue off Rose.
Rose walked, rather too seductively in his opinion, up to the Doctor. She had a look of mild annoyance on her face and took hold of the lapels on his jacket. She said “Did you have to come barging in here like that? You spoiled my shot Doctor”
The Doctor’s senses were hyperstimulated. The fragrance was burning into his very soul and he was having to fight the urge to grab Rose, bend her over the snooker table and take her then and there. He took hold of her wrists, “Come on, we’re leaving. We have to go back to the TARDIS now” He said, looking deep into her eyes. Rose gasped; his eyes were a burning bright piercing blue; almost hypnotising. She dragged her gaze away and shoot her head.
“Why? What’s wrong?” Rose replied, “I’m in the middle of a game of snooker if you don’t mind.” She pulled her wrist away from the Doctors grasp.
“Wassup Doc?” Said Mickey grinning, taking a swig of his pint. “What you having, my shout?”
“Rose, we really HAVE to go NOW. Its, err, an emergency, that’s what it is. Come on, no time to finish your drink. Bye Mickey, sorry about this, another time eh?” The Doctor grabbed Rose’s arm and ushered her out of the pub. He was walking so fast that she had to take 3 steps to each one he was taking with his long strides. Not easy in those heels.
“Slow down will you? What’s the emergency then, that can’t wait?” Rose said, now feeling a little irritated and embarrassed by being dragged out of her local by the Doctor. Rose stopped, pulled her arm free from the Doctor’s grasp and took off her shoes. “hang on, let me take these off. They are killing me” She picked her shoes up and walked barefoot.
The Doctor reached and took her free hand, pulling her along faster. The feeling of her hand in his, even though he had taken her hand on countless occasions, was so sensual. He made eye contact with her, and Rose noticed the desperation in his eyes. She picked up speed without her heels and quickly they ran for the TARDIS. By this time Rose’s breathing was coming fast and as they turned the corner she stopped to catch her breath. “Are you going to tell me what this is about Doctor?” Rose panted.
The Doctor fixed her with those steely blue eyes, “life or death situation, come on!” There just a hundred yards away was the TARDIS. The Doctor took her hand again and together they hurried the last few yards.
The TARDIS door flew open automatically, as if she knew the urgency of their arrival. Rose and the Doctor stepped inside, breathless. Rose dropped her shoes to one side while the Doctor leapt up to the console, threw a few levers, turned a few dials and hit the console with the mallet. The TARDIS leapt to life, and almost instantly they were back in the vortex. The Doctor stopped his manic behaviour and took off his jacket, placing it over the guard rail. He brought his eyes up to meet Rose’s.
Rose looked at the Doctor and didn’t think she had seen his eyes look so piercing. He quickly walked towards her. “So what is this life or death emergency?” she said as the Doctor reached her. With one hand he reached behind her back and pulled her towards him. The other hand he placed at the back of her head, pulling her into his embrace. The Doctor put his head down to meet hers and kissed her, crushing her lips with the ferocity.
“The emergency is this. If I don’t have you right now you will be faced with a case of Spontaneous Gallifreyan Combustion, followed by Regeneration” The Doctor looked at her and his eyes seemed alight with the fire that he had just mentioned. He kissed her again, a little more gently this time but with no less passion. Rose felt her knees grow weak and she melted in his arms.