Fic: Absence
Just some DW fic filth! Enjoy!
Title: Absence
Author: LadyRiona
Rating: M
Warnings: Just filth, no spoilers, nothing horribly explicit.
Summary: Just like every time, the Doctor figured that no one would notice their absence...
The party was just getting into full swing when Rose saw that look cross his face. Even across the room, he’s able to make her feel this way, ready to go. She follows him with her eyes as he slips out of the ballroom, sending her one last look. Rose begs off the conversation keeping her there, feigning a need for the ladies’ room, and sets off after him.
The doorway lead to a hallway, dimly lit by torches and moonlight. She followed the corridor until she saw the scarf tied on the door handle. The scarf was TARDIS blue and smelled like bananas. Rose quickly unties it and slips into the room.
The room was dark, with no torchlight illuminating the small room. There was a slit in the wall, allowing a shaft of moonlight to fall through. Rose barely had time to notice this before she felt an arm slide around her waist, pulling her back against a firm torso. Lips began to travel down her neck, nipping and sucking at her skin as a hand slid over her breast, cupping and squeezing gently. She moaned slightly, tilting her head back to offer up more of her skin.
“I was wondering how long it would take you,” Rose murmured, panting lightly as she ground her bum back into his hips.
The Doctor just chuckled against her skin before nipping lightly at her earlobe. “I’ve wanted to ravish you since we left the TARDIS,” he confessed, massaging her breast. His other hand worked its way down her front until it was just there. Rose jerked her hips forward into his hand, positively aching for contact.
“Then why wait for such a clandestine meeting, Doctor?” Rose managed as she rubbed herself against his hand. It wouldn’t take her long, what with how aroused she felt already.
“Sexier.”
That one word spiked up her arousal even more. Rose moaned as she felt his lips resume their trek down her skin, nipping lightly.
It took only a few more moments of the Doctor’s fingers rubbing her through the silk of her gown, and a growled, “Come, Rose,” and she was lost. She felt her muscles tense before her legs started to give out, turning to jelly beneath her. She began to cry out the Doctor’s name, only managing a split second though, before his hand was over her mouth, silencing her. “Shhh,” he murmured in her ear as he helped her down from her orgasmic high. “I’ve got you, love.”
When Rose could feel her feet again, she turned slowly in the Doctor’s arms. His eyes were dark, moonlight reflecting off his blown pupils. The hardness in his pants pressing against her thigh began another stirring low in her belly. Rose wetted her lips with the tip of her tongue, relishing in the small gasp escaping from the Doctor. She pressed her hips against his, grinding against him. The Doctor groaned into her hair.
“Rose,” he ground out as she gripped his bum, pulling his hips tighter against hers. “I...I need...”
Rose rolled her hips up against his, loving that they were the perfect height for each other. “What do you need, Doctor?” she asked, nibbling his ear.
“Nngh, Rose.” His head dipped back, exposing the long line of his throat as Rose massaged his bum. His hands were still cupping her hips, fingers tightening in her flesh. “I need you.”
Rose nipped as his throat, simultaneously rubbing herself against him. “Then take me,” she whispered huskily.
Before she knew it, the Doctor had her pressed up against a wall, stone digging into her back as he rutted against her. Rose loved the feeling of his hard cock against her hips, rubbing against her own aroused spot. His fingers were tight on her hips, even more than before as he growled out her name. Rose gripped his shoulders, needing to feel the stability even as he had her pinned to the wall, hips rubbing against hers roughly.
It was only a moment later when he stilled, crying out brokenly in her ear as he came. His fingers were tight on her hips, sure to leave bruises and Rose loved it. She felt herself climaxing once again from the feeling of his quivering body against hers. She keened softly, head tilted back for only a moment until she buried her face in his neck, panting.
Slowly, the Doctor came down from his high. He was still shuddering. He always came so hard in times like these, where it was almost forbidden for them to do anything.
A quick sonic to the front of his pants and they were at the door, lips pressed to each others. They made their way through the corridor and back to the party. No one had noticed their absence. The Doctor’s lips on Rose’s ear were a pleasant surprise, making her shiver as he whispered.
“You, me, TARDIS, later,” the Doctor said lowly and disappeared into the crowd.
Title: Absence
Author: LadyRiona
Rating: M
Warnings: Just filth, no spoilers, nothing horribly explicit.
Summary: Just like every time, the Doctor figured that no one would notice their absence...
The party was just getting into full swing when Rose saw that look cross his face. Even across the room, he’s able to make her feel this way, ready to go. She follows him with her eyes as he slips out of the ballroom, sending her one last look. Rose begs off the conversation keeping her there, feigning a need for the ladies’ room, and sets off after him.
The doorway lead to a hallway, dimly lit by torches and moonlight. She followed the corridor until she saw the scarf tied on the door handle. The scarf was TARDIS blue and smelled like bananas. Rose quickly unties it and slips into the room.
The room was dark, with no torchlight illuminating the small room. There was a slit in the wall, allowing a shaft of moonlight to fall through. Rose barely had time to notice this before she felt an arm slide around her waist, pulling her back against a firm torso. Lips began to travel down her neck, nipping and sucking at her skin as a hand slid over her breast, cupping and squeezing gently. She moaned slightly, tilting her head back to offer up more of her skin.
“I was wondering how long it would take you,” Rose murmured, panting lightly as she ground her bum back into his hips.
The Doctor just chuckled against her skin before nipping lightly at her earlobe. “I’ve wanted to ravish you since we left the TARDIS,” he confessed, massaging her breast. His other hand worked its way down her front until it was just there. Rose jerked her hips forward into his hand, positively aching for contact.
“Then why wait for such a clandestine meeting, Doctor?” Rose managed as she rubbed herself against his hand. It wouldn’t take her long, what with how aroused she felt already.
“Sexier.”
That one word spiked up her arousal even more. Rose moaned as she felt his lips resume their trek down her skin, nipping lightly.
It took only a few more moments of the Doctor’s fingers rubbing her through the silk of her gown, and a growled, “Come, Rose,” and she was lost. She felt her muscles tense before her legs started to give out, turning to jelly beneath her. She began to cry out the Doctor’s name, only managing a split second though, before his hand was over her mouth, silencing her. “Shhh,” he murmured in her ear as he helped her down from her orgasmic high. “I’ve got you, love.”
When Rose could feel her feet again, she turned slowly in the Doctor’s arms. His eyes were dark, moonlight reflecting off his blown pupils. The hardness in his pants pressing against her thigh began another stirring low in her belly. Rose wetted her lips with the tip of her tongue, relishing in the small gasp escaping from the Doctor. She pressed her hips against his, grinding against him. The Doctor groaned into her hair.
“Rose,” he ground out as she gripped his bum, pulling his hips tighter against hers. “I...I need...”
Rose rolled her hips up against his, loving that they were the perfect height for each other. “What do you need, Doctor?” she asked, nibbling his ear.
“Nngh, Rose.” His head dipped back, exposing the long line of his throat as Rose massaged his bum. His hands were still cupping her hips, fingers tightening in her flesh. “I need you.”
Rose nipped as his throat, simultaneously rubbing herself against him. “Then take me,” she whispered huskily.
Before she knew it, the Doctor had her pressed up against a wall, stone digging into her back as he rutted against her. Rose loved the feeling of his hard cock against her hips, rubbing against her own aroused spot. His fingers were tight on her hips, even more than before as he growled out her name. Rose gripped his shoulders, needing to feel the stability even as he had her pinned to the wall, hips rubbing against hers roughly.
It was only a moment later when he stilled, crying out brokenly in her ear as he came. His fingers were tight on her hips, sure to leave bruises and Rose loved it. She felt herself climaxing once again from the feeling of his quivering body against hers. She keened softly, head tilted back for only a moment until she buried her face in his neck, panting.
Slowly, the Doctor came down from his high. He was still shuddering. He always came so hard in times like these, where it was almost forbidden for them to do anything.
A quick sonic to the front of his pants and they were at the door, lips pressed to each others. They made their way through the corridor and back to the party. No one had noticed their absence. The Doctor’s lips on Rose’s ear were a pleasant surprise, making her shiver as he whispered.
“You, me, TARDIS, later,” the Doctor said lowly and disappeared into the crowd.