Jack/Martha Tomorrow Will Be Leaflets Spare pr0n, with some help from Jack’s TARDIS ;)
Title: Wondrous Fair
Author:
laurab1Rating: 15
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Martha, Jack’s TARDIS
Length: 220 words
Summary: extra Martha POV scene for Tomorrow Will Be Leaflets Spare
Spoilers: Torchwood - 1.1 and general series, Doctor Who - vague for 3.11 to 3.13
Disclaimer: alas, none of these people are mine
Feedback is loved & appreciated :) Enjoy!
Other stories in this 'verse:
March Twigs (by
versaphile)
Glint Of Green Rhythm of Life Compatibility Tomorrow Will Be Leaflets Spare Extract from Tomorrow Will Be Leaflets Spare:
Still, he might need some assistance, if she can’t deal with the sensations, and she needs to know how to tell him so. He transmits a feeling and request to his TARDIS, asking Emma to caress Martha’s mind without her knowledge, so she can help him calm her, if necessary.
Taking his mouth from hers, Jack rubs Martha’s stomach, takes a deep breath and asks, “Do you know what a safe word is, sweetheart?”
***
Wondrous Fair
by Laura
Jack stops physically kissing her lips and Martha receives what feels like a very soft kiss, against her mind.
Emma? she asks, mentally.
Yes, ma’am, Jack’s TARDIS quite clearly replies. Shh, though. You’re not meant to know I’m here.
Sneaky.
Oh, yes. What did you expect? I’m Jack’s TARDIS, remember.
Well, of course it would follow that Emma had elements of her Captain’s personality; polite, flirty, cheeky.
Loving, caring.
And as Jack tells her about safe words, and sets her body gloriously on fire, Martha knows she’s perfectly OK. She’s being looked after by him, and by Emma.
Martha loses count of how many orgasms she has, Jack is that good. She smiles. Another soft kiss against her mind. Do you get all that? Martha just about manages to ask the ship.
Emma purrs at her like she did before, and gently leaves Martha’s mind.
“That was beautiful, Martha,” Jack says, giving her one last little bit of the Vortex energy, and taking his fingers out of her body. “You’re beautiful.”
She has another tiny orgasm, then Jack wraps an arm around her and pulls her close, resting her head on his chest.
“Sleep, for a while,” he says. Very pleasurably exhausted, Martha closes her eyes and does just that; Jack’s strong, steady heartbeat helping to calm and relax her.
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