amberfocus | My Brain--You Don't Want to Go There--Picspam with Recalcitrant Nine/Rose--PG-13ish

Don't you hate it when you are trying to write smut and your characters just want to have a conversation?

Nine: Nothing wrong with a good conversation. Conversations are informative.

Me: Don't think my readers are waiting for information right now.

Rose: This is important for our relationship. We need to talk about this.

Me: Oh, yeah? Yesterday you were just begging me to let you two shag. Now I sit down to write it and all you want to do is talk. I'm starting to believe that claptrap about the Doctor being asexual.

Nine: You...you...what?

Rose: *gasps in horror* That's not...that's not...possible. Is it?

Me: I wouldn't have thought so. UNTIL NOW.

Nine: How--how dare you? I am a sexual being.

Me: Really? Couldn't prove it by me. Not today anyway.

Nine: Ask...ask anyone. Well, not Moffat. But anyone else. Ask fangirls.

Me: Anyone?

Donna: Well...he's better than the skinny streak of bacon, but...no.

Nine: She's not a fangirl!

Reinette: I personally like the bacon.

Random Faith is Random: Well, I like the leather with the ears. He can join me in bed. I wouldn't kick him out.

Random Fan: Or me!

Other random fan: Or me!

Nine: See? Not asexual!

Me: Don't sulk.

Nine: I'm not. I just don't understand how you could possibly accuse me of--.

Rose: Doctor?

Nine: Yes, Rose?

Rose: What's with you in bed with all these other women?

Nine: It's not what you think.

Rose: Really?

Nine: Really. That was my past. You're my future. You know you're the only one that I can...that I...

Rose: Yeah?

Nine: Yeah.

Me: So can you guys stop talking and shag now?

Nine and Rose: Okay. Just give us a minute to finish our conversation.

Me: Isn't that where this started?

Nine and Rose: But this is where it'll end.

Me: Oh, all right then. Have your damn conversation. But I'm holding you to it. I won't be responsible for what happens if there isn't any smut forthcoming! It might mean I start writing Ten/Rose stuff.