Fic: Vivid Technicolor - PG - Rose/Ten.5
Title: Vivid Technicolor
Rating: PG
Summary: Impromptu one-shot inspired by this entry at one_heart_love community and more specifically this picture. Screencap from journey's End written in about 15 minutes.
Warning: Spoilers, adult concepts but nothing graphic.
She touches him for a second, tentative as the day he regenerated and took her hand on the TARDIS.
"It's all right," he grinned, letting her examine him throroughly.
"So this is you?" she murmured, smiling a little as well.
"Yup!"
"And it's not like a paradox or anything. The world's not going to implode if the two of you brush fingers," she said, only half-joking and crossing her arms.
"Nope," the Doctor answered before gaining a wicked look in his eyes. "Me and Other Me can speak, touch, eat together. Hell, we can have a threesome with you if we really wanted."
The word "threesome" threw the image into Rose's head, in all too vivid technicolor, surround sound, every long finger, warm breath and wet kiss echoing sensations down her body. In fact, she fell back against the TARDIS flushed as the Doctor in front of her laughed.
"Oh don't give me that expression! I saw that look you gave me while I was telling you how to pilot the TARDIS. You thought it too!"
Her mouth had gone dry as she thought that though this Doctor looked exactly like the one she knew, he was very much different. He gave her a wink as he turned to say his goodbye to the rest of the team. Oh, yes. Very very very different.
Rating: PG
Summary: Impromptu one-shot inspired by this entry at one_heart_love community and more specifically this picture. Screencap from journey's End written in about 15 minutes.
Warning: Spoilers, adult concepts but nothing graphic.
She touches him for a second, tentative as the day he regenerated and took her hand on the TARDIS.
"It's all right," he grinned, letting her examine him throroughly.
"So this is you?" she murmured, smiling a little as well.
"Yup!"
"And it's not like a paradox or anything. The world's not going to implode if the two of you brush fingers," she said, only half-joking and crossing her arms.
"Nope," the Doctor answered before gaining a wicked look in his eyes. "Me and Other Me can speak, touch, eat together. Hell, we can have a threesome with you if we really wanted."
The word "threesome" threw the image into Rose's head, in all too vivid technicolor, surround sound, every long finger, warm breath and wet kiss echoing sensations down her body. In fact, she fell back against the TARDIS flushed as the Doctor in front of her laughed.
"Oh don't give me that expression! I saw that look you gave me while I was telling you how to pilot the TARDIS. You thought it too!"
Her mouth had gone dry as she thought that though this Doctor looked exactly like the one she knew, he was very much different. He gave her a wink as he turned to say his goodbye to the rest of the team. Oh, yes. Very very very different.