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Three Hour Tour: Chapter Seven
Title: Three Hour Tour (7/?)
Author:![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
amberfocus
Characters/Pairings: Nine/Rose
Genre: Romance, smut, fluff, action/adventure
Rating: Adult, very, very Adult
Betas:amyo67, jeprdyfrndly
Summary: The Doctor and Rose are shipwrecked on a sandbar and left behind by their shipmates after taking a three hour tour. Forced to swim to an uninhabited tropical island they must figure out how to survive until rescued while romance changes the face of their relationship.
A/N: Smut in this one, so not a work safe, school safe, or child friendly chapter.
Ch. 1: http://amberfocus.livejournal.com/377809.h
Ch. 3: http://amberfocus.livejournal.com/379912.h
Ch. 5: http://amberfocus.livejournal.com/383709.h
Damn, he was turning domestic. He should mind that a little bit more than he did.
“Doctor?” Rose queried, a rough hand reaching out to caress his pectoral muscle.
He caught it up and reached for the sonic screwdriver, shining the little light on the palm of her hand. “Your palms and fingers are all scratched up,” he said.
“What did you expect?” she asked ruefully. “Those vines and fronds were a bear to deal with. When we get out of here, I’m going to need some major pampering. That day spa Jack mentioned on the planet Midnight might be nice.”
The Doctor wrinkled his nose. Quickly he flicked through the settings and went about repairing the damage to her hands. “Can’t you just…do it on a visit home to your mum’s?”
“I guess so,” she said hesitantly. “I just thought…well, you said that you wanted to see the Sapphire Waterfall and if we were going to be going there anyway, after we get out of here would be a good time to go. Would you really rather go to my mum’s?” She couldn’t keep the incredulity out of her voice.
“No, Rose, that’s not what I meant. It’s just that we may not get out of here,” he said with a sigh.
“If we can’t get to Midnight, we can’t get to my mum’s either,” she pointed out reasonably. She hesitated. “You really think that’s a possibility? That we’ll stay stuck here?” she asked.
“I don’t know. Jack’s not been with us long enough for me to gauge his tracking skills.”
“He’s a time agent. Aren’t they trained in all sorts of things?” she asked.
“Yeah, but even he has to have something to go on. The TARDIS isn’t even parked near the port we left from. We took that pedicab tour of Balmaro and got off five kilometers from where we left her when we saw the boat tour sign,” he said.
“Didn’t you sign that consent form at the boat dock?” Rose asked
“Yeah, but they left us shipwrecked on a sandbar in the middle of the ocean. They didn’t plan on coming back for us. I didn’t want to worry you before, but I overheard them talking about cutting their losses. Which means they probably got rid of the paperwork. Jack won’t have a paper trail to follow. He’ll have to be extraordinarily clever to figure out where we ended up,” he said.
“Then maybe tomorrow we should work on building a bonfire,” Rose said. “Something we can set on fire if we see a ship or a plane.”
“They don’t have jet propulsion on this planet,” the Doctor said.
“An off world shuttle?”
“Not allowed to fly willy-nilly about the planet. They’ve got strict landing and takeoff protocols. Nothing over the oceans is allowed. Too many endangered species live in the water.”
“We haven’t been eating them, have we?” Rose asked horrified.
“No, of course not. The sentient ones are deep ocean creatures.”
Rose sighed in relief. “Well, but they do have hot air balloons,” Rose suggested hopefully.
“Not this far out, I wouldn’t expect.” At Rose’s silence he added, “But ships could see it. It’s a good idea. I’ll build a bonfire up on the promontory while you work on more bricks.”
“Oh, joy,” Rose commented sarcastically.
“I know it’s hard work, but…”
“I’m used to hard work. It’s the fact that it’s boring work. Things go so much faster when we work together like we did to build the shelter. Can’t we build the bonfire together and then work on the bricks together?” she asked. “Besides, I like having you around. Especially now.”
He finished healing her hands. “Oh, yeah? Why especially now?”
He kissed the inside of each palm then his lips slowly sucked the fingers of the second hand into his mouth one by one. Rose let out a soft whimper, enjoying the sensations. When he released her pinky she reached out with her free hand and ran it down his chest, fingertips only teasing through the soft hair there. “You’re a surefire cure for boredom,” she said giving him a wicked grin.
“You may not think so if we’re stuck here for weeks.”
“Stuck with you? That’s not so bad. I’m sure you have hundreds of stories I haven’t heard yet and when I get tired of hearing you natter on we can do this,” she said and whatever response he was going to make was garbled as she reached between them and picked up his penis. Her hand closed softly around him. He went from half hard to fully erect in a single stroke up his shaft. He shuddered.
“Like that?” Rose asked quietly.
“I like everything you do to me,” he said just as softly. “And I don’t natter on.”
“Debatable, but I love the sound of your voice.” Her hand stroked softly back down to the base and then up again, her thumb circling the tip where a small amount of fluid had leaked out. She spread it around the head in gentle little circles.
“Your hands are like magic,” he said on a sigh. Rose smiled and dipped back to the top for more fluid before deftly sliding up and down his length until his legs were tensing with each gliding motion. “You keep that up and it’s going to end this sooner than we’d like.”
She paused, bit her lip, and searched out his eyes in the dim light from the shelter door. A blast of lightning lit him up even more. She changed the subject to encourage him not to blast off in her hand and lightened her motions to fingertip touches. “You really don’t think Jack will find us?”
“I’m not quite ready to give up hope yet, but it’ll take a miracle.”
“I thought you didn’t believe in miracles.”
“Didn’t much before I met you,” he said. That earned him a kiss. Rose’s lips brushed his, a whisper of softness which quickly firmed. He opened his mouth to the persistence of her tongue and she quickly swept around his, darting and gliding. He reached for her hip, stroking over the firm muscles that led to her buttocks and then up her side, eliciting a giggle as he tickled her waist before landing on her breast.
His thumb caressed the tender underside while his index and middle fingers caught her nipple between them. He tightened his grip against the soft mound of flesh, squeezing lightly. Rose moaned into his mouth and he stole the moment to take the kiss from his mouth to hers. He explored slowly, with long, sweeping movements. He searched out the tiny little points of her teeth, played against her gums and then slid back to dance with her tongue again before pulling back to suck on her lower lip.
Her hand moved from his erection to trail up his back, her fingers caressing his spine all the way up his body. She pet gently at his hair before moving her hand back down to play with his bum. He groaned and she squeezed him harder before reaching for his penis again and moving her body so she could slide it through her wetness and tease her clit with it.
He released her lip on a gasp and his fingers went down to join hers before slipping further down to test her moisture. His first two digits slid right inside her and he withdrew them, bringing them to his mouth to suck it off. “I love the way you taste,” he said. “I could taste you all night long.”
He felt Rose’s body flush and knew she was blushing at his comment. His hand went back to her breast, circling the nipple and bringing it to a sudden and violent peak before he moved down her body and took it into his mouth. His tongue circled it roughly before he sucked with tongue and teeth, pulling it slightly from her skin and making her drag one of his calves between her thighs so she could gain some friction to rub against.
He released the nipple with a pop, his tongue moving down to lick at the fullness of her breast. He crossed to the other one, giving it the same treatment, this time including a little nip that made her buck against him. He trailed his tongue down to her belly and she was forced to release his calf so he could continue his journey. He pressed her onto her back, hands firm on her hips and she spread her legs wide to make room for him.
His nose trailed through her soft curls, bumping gently against her clit as he dove his dexterous tongue between her folds and deep inside her body. She whimpered and cried out and he wrapped his arms around her thighs from beneath, holding her to him as he circled inside her, his nose continuing to deliberately caress her clit at the same time.
Her hands fell to his head, the only part of him she could really reach in this position and stroked softly, fingers massaging his ears which were extraordinarily sensitive under her touch. He switched from circles to deep presses into her depths. Rose groaned and whispered, “I love you.” The words thrilled through him and he redoubled his efforts, moving his tongue to her clit and placing two fingers inside her.
Slowly he drove her to the breaking point, holding her on the edge of orgasm until she was almost sobbing out her need to come. At last he let her fly over the barrier, following her mind as it shattered into a thousand pieces of pleasure and her body shuddered and spasmed hard around his fingers.
Giving her no time to recover he crawled up her body and pushed his penis inside her. Rose cried out and tightened around him in one last spasm. He gasped as the muscles clenched him tightly and when they released he began a slow rhythm of long, sweet plunges into her. Her hands moved to his face, pulling him down for a long, lingering kiss that left him breathless despite his respiratory bypass which had entirely failed to kick in.
Rose touched him everywhere she could reach, her legs coming up to lock tightly around his waist as she raised herself into every thrust. Again she whispered how much she loved him and he opened his mind to her, letting his emotions for her flow into her in shimmering wave after wave of want, need, desire, and desperate love. Her own emotions wrapped around his and he didn’t think he’d ever be able to let go of this woman. Not that he ever wanted to.
Finally he broke the kiss, pulling back from her enough to loosen her legs on him. He put his arms beneath her knees, bringing her up higher so he could drive further inside her. He kept his thrusts long and slow, going for depth now, until she cried out for him to go faster and harder. He could feel that she was already close to coming again and his masculine pride kicked into high gear at his ability to bring her back to the brink so quickly.
He did as she asked, plunging harder, faster, and deeper, one hand dropping her knee so that he could snake it between them and rub at her clit. It only took a few seconds until she was contracting so violently on his length that he could no longer hold himself back. He came with shudders that wracked his entire body, his voice yelling out her name until he was hoarse, and his mind wrapping around hers in a series of electric pulses and brilliant colors and scents that assailed all of his senses.
As their orgasms ended he fell limply on top of her. Her arms and legs came up to embrace him and he carefully rolled them over. As he softened and fell out of her she made a soft, disagreeable noise and he chuckled. She kissed his chest, then the side of his neck, licking softly at the pulses there, and then his lips before laying her head against his shoulder.
“That was amazing,” she said, thoroughly spent and content not to move again anytime soon.
“It was,” he agreed. “I could do that all night long.”
“Greedy,” Rose said.
“Yes,” he agreed.
“Well, you wore me out. Let me sleep a bit and then maybe we can go again,” she told him.
“Maybe?” he queried.
“Definitely.” Her voice was sleepy and her breathing fell into a deep and even pattern as she slid off him and into the cradle of his arm and onto the soft springy fronds. He smiled in complete contentment and closed his eyes, completely unsurprised as he joined her in sleep, for truth be told, she’d worn him out, too.
Ch. 8: http://amberfocus.livejournal.com/409611.html
Author:
amberfocusCharacters/Pairings: Nine/Rose
Genre: Romance, smut, fluff, action/adventure
Rating: Adult, very, very Adult
Betas:
amyo67, jeprdyfrndlySummary: The Doctor and Rose are shipwrecked on a sandbar and left behind by their shipmates after taking a three hour tour. Forced to swim to an uninhabited tropical island they must figure out how to survive until rescued while romance changes the face of their relationship.
A/N: Smut in this one, so not a work safe, school safe, or child friendly chapter.
Ch. 1: http://amberfocus.livejournal.com/377809.h
Ch. 3: http://amberfocus.livejournal.com/379912.h
Ch. 5: http://amberfocus.livejournal.com/383709.h
Chapter Seven: Shelter from the Storm
“More than ready,” Rose said as he settled his body down beside her. He smiled. The palm fronds were springy and he’d draped some trailing moss over the top of it to soften some of the edges. It wasn’t like an actual bed with a bouncy mattress, but then he’d always suspected that if he and Rose became like this that it wouldn’t have been in the everyday manner of checking into a hotel suite and reveling in the massive, pillow-topped, king size bed there. Although if that had been what she’d wanted he’d have done it. The bed probably would have had anti-gravity stabilizers and the hotel would have been in her far flung future, but…Damn, he was turning domestic. He should mind that a little bit more than he did.
“Doctor?” Rose queried, a rough hand reaching out to caress his pectoral muscle.
He caught it up and reached for the sonic screwdriver, shining the little light on the palm of her hand. “Your palms and fingers are all scratched up,” he said.
“What did you expect?” she asked ruefully. “Those vines and fronds were a bear to deal with. When we get out of here, I’m going to need some major pampering. That day spa Jack mentioned on the planet Midnight might be nice.”
The Doctor wrinkled his nose. Quickly he flicked through the settings and went about repairing the damage to her hands. “Can’t you just…do it on a visit home to your mum’s?”
“I guess so,” she said hesitantly. “I just thought…well, you said that you wanted to see the Sapphire Waterfall and if we were going to be going there anyway, after we get out of here would be a good time to go. Would you really rather go to my mum’s?” She couldn’t keep the incredulity out of her voice.
“No, Rose, that’s not what I meant. It’s just that we may not get out of here,” he said with a sigh.
“If we can’t get to Midnight, we can’t get to my mum’s either,” she pointed out reasonably. She hesitated. “You really think that’s a possibility? That we’ll stay stuck here?” she asked.
“I don’t know. Jack’s not been with us long enough for me to gauge his tracking skills.”
“He’s a time agent. Aren’t they trained in all sorts of things?” she asked.
“Yeah, but even he has to have something to go on. The TARDIS isn’t even parked near the port we left from. We took that pedicab tour of Balmaro and got off five kilometers from where we left her when we saw the boat tour sign,” he said.
“Didn’t you sign that consent form at the boat dock?” Rose asked
“Yeah, but they left us shipwrecked on a sandbar in the middle of the ocean. They didn’t plan on coming back for us. I didn’t want to worry you before, but I overheard them talking about cutting their losses. Which means they probably got rid of the paperwork. Jack won’t have a paper trail to follow. He’ll have to be extraordinarily clever to figure out where we ended up,” he said.
“Then maybe tomorrow we should work on building a bonfire,” Rose said. “Something we can set on fire if we see a ship or a plane.”
“They don’t have jet propulsion on this planet,” the Doctor said.
“An off world shuttle?”
“Not allowed to fly willy-nilly about the planet. They’ve got strict landing and takeoff protocols. Nothing over the oceans is allowed. Too many endangered species live in the water.”
“We haven’t been eating them, have we?” Rose asked horrified.
“No, of course not. The sentient ones are deep ocean creatures.”
Rose sighed in relief. “Well, but they do have hot air balloons,” Rose suggested hopefully.
“Not this far out, I wouldn’t expect.” At Rose’s silence he added, “But ships could see it. It’s a good idea. I’ll build a bonfire up on the promontory while you work on more bricks.”
“Oh, joy,” Rose commented sarcastically.
“I know it’s hard work, but…”
“I’m used to hard work. It’s the fact that it’s boring work. Things go so much faster when we work together like we did to build the shelter. Can’t we build the bonfire together and then work on the bricks together?” she asked. “Besides, I like having you around. Especially now.”
He finished healing her hands. “Oh, yeah? Why especially now?”
He kissed the inside of each palm then his lips slowly sucked the fingers of the second hand into his mouth one by one. Rose let out a soft whimper, enjoying the sensations. When he released her pinky she reached out with her free hand and ran it down his chest, fingertips only teasing through the soft hair there. “You’re a surefire cure for boredom,” she said giving him a wicked grin.
“You may not think so if we’re stuck here for weeks.”
“Stuck with you? That’s not so bad. I’m sure you have hundreds of stories I haven’t heard yet and when I get tired of hearing you natter on we can do this,” she said and whatever response he was going to make was garbled as she reached between them and picked up his penis. Her hand closed softly around him. He went from half hard to fully erect in a single stroke up his shaft. He shuddered.
“Like that?” Rose asked quietly.
“I like everything you do to me,” he said just as softly. “And I don’t natter on.”
“Debatable, but I love the sound of your voice.” Her hand stroked softly back down to the base and then up again, her thumb circling the tip where a small amount of fluid had leaked out. She spread it around the head in gentle little circles.
“Your hands are like magic,” he said on a sigh. Rose smiled and dipped back to the top for more fluid before deftly sliding up and down his length until his legs were tensing with each gliding motion. “You keep that up and it’s going to end this sooner than we’d like.”
She paused, bit her lip, and searched out his eyes in the dim light from the shelter door. A blast of lightning lit him up even more. She changed the subject to encourage him not to blast off in her hand and lightened her motions to fingertip touches. “You really don’t think Jack will find us?”
“I’m not quite ready to give up hope yet, but it’ll take a miracle.”
“I thought you didn’t believe in miracles.”
“Didn’t much before I met you,” he said. That earned him a kiss. Rose’s lips brushed his, a whisper of softness which quickly firmed. He opened his mouth to the persistence of her tongue and she quickly swept around his, darting and gliding. He reached for her hip, stroking over the firm muscles that led to her buttocks and then up her side, eliciting a giggle as he tickled her waist before landing on her breast.
His thumb caressed the tender underside while his index and middle fingers caught her nipple between them. He tightened his grip against the soft mound of flesh, squeezing lightly. Rose moaned into his mouth and he stole the moment to take the kiss from his mouth to hers. He explored slowly, with long, sweeping movements. He searched out the tiny little points of her teeth, played against her gums and then slid back to dance with her tongue again before pulling back to suck on her lower lip.
Her hand moved from his erection to trail up his back, her fingers caressing his spine all the way up his body. She pet gently at his hair before moving her hand back down to play with his bum. He groaned and she squeezed him harder before reaching for his penis again and moving her body so she could slide it through her wetness and tease her clit with it.
He released her lip on a gasp and his fingers went down to join hers before slipping further down to test her moisture. His first two digits slid right inside her and he withdrew them, bringing them to his mouth to suck it off. “I love the way you taste,” he said. “I could taste you all night long.”
He felt Rose’s body flush and knew she was blushing at his comment. His hand went back to her breast, circling the nipple and bringing it to a sudden and violent peak before he moved down her body and took it into his mouth. His tongue circled it roughly before he sucked with tongue and teeth, pulling it slightly from her skin and making her drag one of his calves between her thighs so she could gain some friction to rub against.
He released the nipple with a pop, his tongue moving down to lick at the fullness of her breast. He crossed to the other one, giving it the same treatment, this time including a little nip that made her buck against him. He trailed his tongue down to her belly and she was forced to release his calf so he could continue his journey. He pressed her onto her back, hands firm on her hips and she spread her legs wide to make room for him.
His nose trailed through her soft curls, bumping gently against her clit as he dove his dexterous tongue between her folds and deep inside her body. She whimpered and cried out and he wrapped his arms around her thighs from beneath, holding her to him as he circled inside her, his nose continuing to deliberately caress her clit at the same time.
Her hands fell to his head, the only part of him she could really reach in this position and stroked softly, fingers massaging his ears which were extraordinarily sensitive under her touch. He switched from circles to deep presses into her depths. Rose groaned and whispered, “I love you.” The words thrilled through him and he redoubled his efforts, moving his tongue to her clit and placing two fingers inside her.
Slowly he drove her to the breaking point, holding her on the edge of orgasm until she was almost sobbing out her need to come. At last he let her fly over the barrier, following her mind as it shattered into a thousand pieces of pleasure and her body shuddered and spasmed hard around his fingers.
Giving her no time to recover he crawled up her body and pushed his penis inside her. Rose cried out and tightened around him in one last spasm. He gasped as the muscles clenched him tightly and when they released he began a slow rhythm of long, sweet plunges into her. Her hands moved to his face, pulling him down for a long, lingering kiss that left him breathless despite his respiratory bypass which had entirely failed to kick in.
Rose touched him everywhere she could reach, her legs coming up to lock tightly around his waist as she raised herself into every thrust. Again she whispered how much she loved him and he opened his mind to her, letting his emotions for her flow into her in shimmering wave after wave of want, need, desire, and desperate love. Her own emotions wrapped around his and he didn’t think he’d ever be able to let go of this woman. Not that he ever wanted to.
Finally he broke the kiss, pulling back from her enough to loosen her legs on him. He put his arms beneath her knees, bringing her up higher so he could drive further inside her. He kept his thrusts long and slow, going for depth now, until she cried out for him to go faster and harder. He could feel that she was already close to coming again and his masculine pride kicked into high gear at his ability to bring her back to the brink so quickly.
He did as she asked, plunging harder, faster, and deeper, one hand dropping her knee so that he could snake it between them and rub at her clit. It only took a few seconds until she was contracting so violently on his length that he could no longer hold himself back. He came with shudders that wracked his entire body, his voice yelling out her name until he was hoarse, and his mind wrapping around hers in a series of electric pulses and brilliant colors and scents that assailed all of his senses.
As their orgasms ended he fell limply on top of her. Her arms and legs came up to embrace him and he carefully rolled them over. As he softened and fell out of her she made a soft, disagreeable noise and he chuckled. She kissed his chest, then the side of his neck, licking softly at the pulses there, and then his lips before laying her head against his shoulder.
“That was amazing,” she said, thoroughly spent and content not to move again anytime soon.
“It was,” he agreed. “I could do that all night long.”
“Greedy,” Rose said.
“Yes,” he agreed.
“Well, you wore me out. Let me sleep a bit and then maybe we can go again,” she told him.
“Maybe?” he queried.
“Definitely.” Her voice was sleepy and her breathing fell into a deep and even pattern as she slid off him and into the cradle of his arm and onto the soft springy fronds. He smiled in complete contentment and closed his eyes, completely unsurprised as he joined her in sleep, for truth be told, she’d worn him out, too.
Ch. 8: http://amberfocus.livejournal.com/409611.html