Part 02 - Chapter 21 - Acceptance (NC)
Slowly, every so slowly, I walk into her arms; I can’t believe I am doing this; there are so many things that tell me that to accept what she is offering is wrong, but I can’t stop. I want her so much it hurts, the tight constriction in my chest is telling me exactly how much. She is so warm, so soft and oh how I have wanted this. She knows, and she didn’t lie when she said how much I wanted her, I have ached for her for months now and those few nights of peace I have found have been those nights I imagined holding her just like this. “Oh my precious Rose,” I whisper in her hair as she embraces me.
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I hold tightly to him, as I have wanted to do all those other times when I felt him wanting me. I love him so very much and I am never going to let him go. Oh how I have longed to do just this… and more, so much more. I let go of the blanket I have been holding about me.
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“Rose, you shouldn’t… You’ve just gotten warm again.”
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I look into his beautiful blue eyes and smile with complete mischief. “Then I guess we should go someplace where I can stay warm.” The expression on his face really is priceless, he couldn’t look more gob smacked if he tried. He still doesn’t get it, or maybe he just can’t believe he can get it, well I will straighten him out on that one. Oh, the things I have wanted to do and now he has given me the permission and I can’t resist, in fact I don’t want resist in the least. I would make love to him here but this room has far more negative feelings for him then positive ones, that has been more than obvious the few times we have been in here. This will be hard enough without him going into a flashback. He thinks I haven’t noticed, thinks he has covered it up, the lapses when we’re talking, but it’s really hard not to notice when you’re able to feel someone else’s emotions. I didn’t know what it was that first time over chips. I didn’t even know there was a name for it till I did my research on the web that day when the Slitheen ship landed. I know now though what the terror is, the heart pounding fear and boiling anger that suddenly overwhelms him, I understand what these unexpected, undesired, feelings are, and know I dread them; I hate how lost, how miserable they make him.
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Verity is amazed at what has transpired in the last few minutes as Rose has finally got through to him. She has known for a long while now exactly what Rose’s feelings for her Theta have been. She has even tried to direct some of her Theta’s thoughts in that direction in those rare occasions he has actually stayed asleep long enough to properly dream, but it has been so hard to get past the nightmares. His tenacious guilt has twisted almost every positive dream image she has provided into something horrible. Maybe now…
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Gently I take his hand, kissing him quickly on the cheek. ‘Now which room, TARDIS?’ I think maybe it would be best for her to decide, she knows him so much better than I. I leave it to her to figure out to which room we should go; deciding whichever one I find first, his or mine, is the one we’re heading into.
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Rose takes my hand and I’m not sure exactly what her intent is, I hope, but at the same time I am afraid to hope, that her words and actions mean what I think they might. So I let her lead and I try not to think about where this journey might take us. It doesn’t take me long to find out, the next door down is the door to my bedroom. ‘Verity?’ she doesn’t answer and that makes it clear she has been in on this with Rose. How long have these two been working together? What else have they been planning that I should be worried about? “Rose…” I stop her as she reaches for the door.
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He’s stopped and he still has me locked out. I can’t feel any of his emotions like I did before and that scares me. I wish… but no it won’t do any good. “Doctor?”
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“Rose are you sure?” I know that if we go in there every thing is going to change and that scares me. I don’t want to lose her, I just want…
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I may not be able to feel his emotions but they couldn’t be any more clearly written on his face. He’s scared and I don’t know if I can make that fear go away. I'm afraid too but it’s too late to go back, we’ve said too much and I refuse to regret it. I want this and I know he does too. Gently I caress his face and kiss him, “Yes Doctor, I’m sure.” With that I turn the handle and enter. I’m not sure what I expected to find in his bedroom but I didn’t expect it to be so bare or so small. There is a queen size bed with a small bedside table and equally small light that turns on when we enter the room. To the left of the bed are two doors; the closest one is slightly open and leads to an ensuite bathroom, the other I suspect is a closet as there are no drawers for clothing. The only other thing in the room is a book on the bedside table. That’s it. I notice his slight start as he looks at the bed and it leads me to suspect that it’s normally not queen sized and smile. ‘So you approve TARDIS?’ I smile even wider when I feel her pleased emotion flow over me.
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Everything is normal as we enter my room, except for the fact Rose is with me, and the fact that the bed is over twice its normal size. The sight of the bed makes me nervous; I am excited yet at the same time more than a bit angry, Verity has always left my stuff alone before and I’m not sure I care for this change. But before I can say anything Rose is kissing me and oh she feels good in my arms. Suddenly the fact that Verity changed my room without asking doesn’t seem such a big deal.
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He’s thinking too much again. Can’t have that, so I move into to claim the kiss that he had interrupted earlier. This time there is no hesitation and the man really does know how to kiss! I don’t think that being cold is going to be an issue for the rest of the night as the heat in that kiss is setting my blood to boil. His hands are sliding down my back, the slightly rough calluses on his fingers sending shivers up my spine. I have wanted this, wanted him, for so long now.
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Her skin is like the softest silk. I love the feel of her back and the way she is pressing herself so tightly to me is setting me on fire.
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I want him so much, I lean back just a little and I gently reach out and pull the zipper on his jacket and feel his breath catch. I know he hasn't put his jumper back on as I saw it sitting on a chair in the med bay with the rest of my clothes before we left. Beneath his jacket I know he is naked and I tremble as his chest appears, then remember the last time, suddenly wanting to cry as I do. Just two days ago his chest had been covered in bruises, I reach out and gently and caress the smooth skin to reassure myself that he is no longer hurt.
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So gentle, her touch makes me shiver but the look on her face, so sad, and I know what she must be thinking. I touch her face. "Rose I'm fine," as she looks up at me it's the look of an angel, her smile lighting up the whole room.
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He's so... I plaster myself to him and feel his heat through my bra. His flesh, normally cool to the touch, seems like a blaze setting my breasts burning for his touch as the evidence of his desire presses firm against my belly.
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I don't know how much more I can take. I haven’t felt such intense feelings like this since... I close my eyes and then all I see is burning, 10,000 Dalek ships burning, Gallifrey burning, the screams echoing... burning in my mind, then the icy cold of silence burning. I'm shaking so hard I can no longer stand, my knees buckling under weight, the burning consuming my mind as chaotic emotions consume me.
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One minute I am burning with desire for the man in my arms, then the next my senses are on fire, never in my life have I felt such un-tempered anguish. Every breath I take is like breathing in acid. I'm burning; pain, the likes of which I have never felt.
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One moment everything was beautiful the next Theta and Rose are screaming crumpling to the middle of the floor. No! 'THETA!'
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I hear the Verity screaming my name in my mind as I hear Rose screaming in my ear snapping me out of the nightmare behind my eyelids. No! Not my Rose, my precious Rose. I hold her, rock her, I never wanted this, never, never wanted my darkness to touch her... never wanted to... "Oh Rose, I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean too... Oh Rose I..."
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One minute there is pain like I have never believed possible, the next I hear a beautiful voice, a sweet balm my mind, the voice is screaming a name I have never heard before, Theta. Then the Doctor is sobbing, crying, telling me how sorry he is and I know that, like two days before, I have somehow connected with his mind and I also know without any question that the excruciating pain I had been experiencing was his.
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Reaching out to I gently caresses his face. "Oh Doctor, my poor Doctor, so much pain..."
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"Rose I'm sorry I..." I cry brokenly, I can’t believe I have hurt her like this. How could I have been so foolish to let her get this close?
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"Shush, Doctor, I'm alright..." I have to make him understand; no one should have to endure such pain, let alone by them self. I reach for him. If I let him go now I will never have another chance, I know this as sure as I'm breathing. I reach with my senses, trying to feel what is going on in his mind, nothing. I push his body back, hard, and kiss him harder. I press every inch of my body against him. I nip his lips; I lick and soothe them, and kiss him. I push his jacket back stripping it from his shoulders.
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"Rose..." I beg, trying to stop her frenetic actions. "Please," and suddenly I am no longer sure whether I am begging her to stop or never to stop as her lips begin to nip, bite, lick and suck at my lips and jaw, then down my throat to my shoulder, stopping only briefly at each location before moving on.
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"No Doctor, I want this I want you!" I say vehemently before roughly latching my teeth and lips onto his exposed nipple, dragging a groan from him as I torment the cluster of nerves. My fingers momentarily torment his other nipple before I swap my attentions.
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I don't know what to do; I have hurt her. Her screams of pain still ring in my ears, and yet all she seems to want to do in return is to ravish me. Her conduct is confusing me, but her actions nonetheless are sending intense pleasure firing through me. All I can do is clench my eyes shut trying to regain a hold on my emotions.
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I am getting to him, I can feel him starting to respond, he is no longer blocking me out completely and I can feel his confusion but I can also feel his desire and need. I slide my hands down his belly my fingers making quick work of his zipper. I slip my fingers within and caress him ever so gently through his boxers, smiling as I hear him moan.
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"Please Rose, please...” almost sobbing, I plead, my eyes filled in equal measure with pain and passion. "Please, I don't want to hurt you." And I tremble again as she strokes me intimately.
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"Then don't push me away!" With these words I give him a bit firmer stroke and watch as his body wars with his mind, his eyes growing heavier with each stroke. Then he makes a small helpless sound. As I continue my tender ministration, I move my other hand to work at the button at the top of his jeans. At the button's release I slide my hands up his belly, stroking, petting, then gently I pull the jeans from his hips.
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I tense, keeping my eyes tightly sealed, as she encourages me to lift my lower body to assist her in her removal of my pants and underwear. I don’t, I can’t, bear the thought that my mind might be playing tricks. Levering my hips from the floor I sincerely hope I won't awake to find this all some cruel nightmare.
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Finally he is bared to me, and I can't help to think he is even more glorious naked. Sliding my hands around his hips and across his muscular belly I end up again holding his manhood, velvet and yet hard as steel.
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The contrast between her gentle strokes through my drawers and her touching me with her bare hands makes me groan again. She is so warm; her hands feel so good touching me. My breath hitches as she kisses my stomach and I can no longer keep my eyes closed, I have to know this is real. The sight that greets me lights a fire of pleasure in my groin. Rose, so soft, intently kissing me in small pecks along my chest, stomach and belly; her skin like the softest silk slides on mine as she kisses lower ever lower. I'm stunned to immobility, suddenly incapable of breathing, as I realize her intended goal, the look on her face causing my hearts to skip.
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I feel him go rigid beneath me and I smile, slow as treacle, up at him, a look of pure, sexual intent. Slowly I move that gaze down his body and watch the shiver that follows, causing my smile to grow and become more predatory. I know I have his complete attention so I run my tongue slowly and seductively across my lips, glossing them in moisture, and lean forward. Never once releasing his gaze, I slowly extend my tongue to flick the head of his member.
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My hips jerk at that contact and she gently shifts to half lie half kneel between my thighs. As she shifts I move to prop myself up into a better position on my elbows. As I watch, enthralled, she reaches out, caressing and for a brief moment teasing the soft dusting of hair on my belly, then sliding down my flanks, it feels incredible. Then she moves to brace her body better before engulfing me. The incredible pleasure that warm mouth creates as it closes around me causes my body to keen with desire. I close my eyes again this time though just to enjoy her attentions, she has stripped me, not just of my clothes but of all desire to resist her attentions as well. I let my head loll backward momentarily as she temporarily overwhelms my senses. As her tongue moves about me I groan. So long, it’s been so long and this feels so very good! The thought of watching her in action makes me drag my head up to watch the erotic scene before me. All thoughts other than what she is doing to me are banished by the flood of sensations she is creating. Warm hot, moist, “Yessss!” I hiss breathlessly as she finds a particularly sensitive spot. My body begins to tremble as I feel helplessly enthralled, and now I couldn’t care less.
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I can now feel exactly how good this is for him, what I am doing for him, as he releases his mental shield. That pleasure is a burning fire lapping at me, making me squirm, and causing my body to beg to be allowed into the action. Just the feelings I am getting from him cause me to grow slick and wet, preparing me to be able to claim him. I feel him getting to the point where I know just the slightest additional bit of attention will drive us both over the edge. I want so bad to feel him within me when we go over that edge. So I force myself to release him. Looking up I see the incredulous expression on his face and feel his body scream at the denial, sending another flare into my loins. I lean back, panting in my need for him, to give us both a few moments to back down from the flash point of desire. I know that he is watching my every action and reach behind me unclasping my bra. I lean forward and slowly draw it from my chest and hold it out to dangle it by my fingertips for a moment before letting it drop. I feel his desire to take me and ravish me and sigh as he restrains himself, so I stand and shimmy out of my knickers and kick them to the side.
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I gasp as she releases me, my body is begging for release and the desire to pull her back is almost too strong. My eyes are riveted as she sheds the final lacy scraps standing between us. Then she is kneeling again and it gets hard to breathe, I want her so. This time she straddles my hips, ever so gently drawing my legs together and the pressure increases on my balls making my sight go red for a moment and I can only take deep shuddering breaths as she sits on my thighs. The warmth, the heat, radiating from her core is intense. The pheromones her body is producing are setting my senses off like a fireworks display, so different smelling from the desire of a Gallifreyan woman but no less affective.
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I watch his eyes, and with a small start of realization I recognize how his eyes have changed, they are as black as they were in the med lab two days ago. Now I know what it means when his pupils are so dilated and it has nothing to do with a blow to the head, well at least not the one I had been worrying about at that time. The blue of his eyes are a mere edging to the black centers. Leaning forward I give him a quick peck on the lips and on impulse I flatten my body across the hard length of his frame, loving the feeling, the solidness of his length sandwiched for a moment between our bodies which just reminds me that is definitely not where I want to feel him. So I quickly change positions in preparation of enveloping him.
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Feeling her intention, I cup her face in my hands halting her movement; I make her look at me. My voice is hoarse and strained but I have to ask, “Rose, are you sure?”
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Hearing his question I have only one answer I want to give and with that I lift myself up and impale my body on his length in one smooth movement, wrenching a cry from us both at the intensity of the sensations. I collapse forward against his chest, as at first I'm unable to support myself as my body implodes in pleasure.
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I come to my senses first; enough is enough. She wants this, I want this, so I roll us over so I am now on top. For long moments I freeze, waiting for her to collect her senses as her body is flooded by her orgasm and she twitches around me. I grit my teeth at the sensation of her body in the throws of passion, forcing my body to be still. As her trembling slows I kiss her hard, she is so incredible, so very beautiful. Now though it is time to show her exactly how much she means to me. I gently cup her face and I focus completely on her face. I watch as she slowly opens her eyes, the glazed expression I find there makes me smile.
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I feel him roll us over and the sensations are lovely, for long moments I just enjoy the feel him buried in my depths, the feel of his body covering mine. Then I feel his fingers gently cupping my face I open my eyes and his smile makes me warm all over. Then I feel his gentle caress on my mind. I shiver and reach out to touch his face, placing my fingers on the sides of his face, mirroring his touch. I arch up into his body as I feel the rush of fully touching his mind. "So good!" I gasp. I can feel his smile. 'Ready?' He asks, not with his voice but his mind, and I gasp wordlessly in amazement. Again he smiles and I can only wordlessly nod. Pleasure blooms across my body, shivers chase each other around my limbs as he slides from my core. Very slowly he slides back and in moments I am nearly on the edge of another orgasm. He pauses and I can hear him breathing heavily in my ear. I can feel the tension in his body as he takes a deep breath and then he is moving, long smooth strokes and quick hard ones in a complex harmony of pleasure. I am feeling every exquisite sensation of both of our bodies, our minds linked in ways I have no way to describe and my mind is reeling with the pleasure. I feel the softness of my skin though his fingertips even as I feel the slightly rough calluses of his fingers as the glide across my skin. I feel my pulse as his lips caress my neck and taste, I can’t even begin to describe the taste of my skin in his mouth. My senses ping pong back and forth between the sensations his body creates and the ones my own body is sending to my brain as if it can’t decide which it should pay attention to. I feel a blazes of pleasure firing across my synapse triggering every where our bodies contact.
Never have I felt so good, my mind explodes into showers of sparks. Again and again somewhere I hear screaming and eventually I realize it is me. I never dreamed it could be so good, then just for a moment it is too much and my whole body freezes incapable of any greater pleasure and it goes on and on my lungs begin to burn with the need for air but I’ve forgotten how to breath. Then he there, around me, in me, through me and I am falling as one last final explosion blasts though my senses as I feel his body tip over the edge into release.
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I take her as high and far as her body will take her, then throw wide my senses releasing the last of my shields and soak up every scrap of her sensations feeling our minds shatter in pleasure as the result. For what seems like an eternity we hang in that place that isn’t a place till suddenly her mind winks out of my consciousness and for the briefest fraction of a moment I panic till I realize that she has passed out and content I too let go and let sleep wash me away in to a dreamless peaceful sleep.
Chapter 22 - How can this be?
Moving Forward Index 1
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I hold tightly to him, as I have wanted to do all those other times when I felt him wanting me. I love him so very much and I am never going to let him go. Oh how I have longed to do just this… and more, so much more. I let go of the blanket I have been holding about me.
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“Rose, you shouldn’t… You’ve just gotten warm again.”
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I look into his beautiful blue eyes and smile with complete mischief. “Then I guess we should go someplace where I can stay warm.” The expression on his face really is priceless, he couldn’t look more gob smacked if he tried. He still doesn’t get it, or maybe he just can’t believe he can get it, well I will straighten him out on that one. Oh, the things I have wanted to do and now he has given me the permission and I can’t resist, in fact I don’t want resist in the least. I would make love to him here but this room has far more negative feelings for him then positive ones, that has been more than obvious the few times we have been in here. This will be hard enough without him going into a flashback. He thinks I haven’t noticed, thinks he has covered it up, the lapses when we’re talking, but it’s really hard not to notice when you’re able to feel someone else’s emotions. I didn’t know what it was that first time over chips. I didn’t even know there was a name for it till I did my research on the web that day when the Slitheen ship landed. I know now though what the terror is, the heart pounding fear and boiling anger that suddenly overwhelms him, I understand what these unexpected, undesired, feelings are, and know I dread them; I hate how lost, how miserable they make him.
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Verity is amazed at what has transpired in the last few minutes as Rose has finally got through to him. She has known for a long while now exactly what Rose’s feelings for her Theta have been. She has even tried to direct some of her Theta’s thoughts in that direction in those rare occasions he has actually stayed asleep long enough to properly dream, but it has been so hard to get past the nightmares. His tenacious guilt has twisted almost every positive dream image she has provided into something horrible. Maybe now…
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Gently I take his hand, kissing him quickly on the cheek. ‘Now which room, TARDIS?’ I think maybe it would be best for her to decide, she knows him so much better than I. I leave it to her to figure out to which room we should go; deciding whichever one I find first, his or mine, is the one we’re heading into.
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Rose takes my hand and I’m not sure exactly what her intent is, I hope, but at the same time I am afraid to hope, that her words and actions mean what I think they might. So I let her lead and I try not to think about where this journey might take us. It doesn’t take me long to find out, the next door down is the door to my bedroom. ‘Verity?’ she doesn’t answer and that makes it clear she has been in on this with Rose. How long have these two been working together? What else have they been planning that I should be worried about? “Rose…” I stop her as she reaches for the door.
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He’s stopped and he still has me locked out. I can’t feel any of his emotions like I did before and that scares me. I wish… but no it won’t do any good. “Doctor?”
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“Rose are you sure?” I know that if we go in there every thing is going to change and that scares me. I don’t want to lose her, I just want…
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I may not be able to feel his emotions but they couldn’t be any more clearly written on his face. He’s scared and I don’t know if I can make that fear go away. I'm afraid too but it’s too late to go back, we’ve said too much and I refuse to regret it. I want this and I know he does too. Gently I caress his face and kiss him, “Yes Doctor, I’m sure.” With that I turn the handle and enter. I’m not sure what I expected to find in his bedroom but I didn’t expect it to be so bare or so small. There is a queen size bed with a small bedside table and equally small light that turns on when we enter the room. To the left of the bed are two doors; the closest one is slightly open and leads to an ensuite bathroom, the other I suspect is a closet as there are no drawers for clothing. The only other thing in the room is a book on the bedside table. That’s it. I notice his slight start as he looks at the bed and it leads me to suspect that it’s normally not queen sized and smile. ‘So you approve TARDIS?’ I smile even wider when I feel her pleased emotion flow over me.
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Everything is normal as we enter my room, except for the fact Rose is with me, and the fact that the bed is over twice its normal size. The sight of the bed makes me nervous; I am excited yet at the same time more than a bit angry, Verity has always left my stuff alone before and I’m not sure I care for this change. But before I can say anything Rose is kissing me and oh she feels good in my arms. Suddenly the fact that Verity changed my room without asking doesn’t seem such a big deal.
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He’s thinking too much again. Can’t have that, so I move into to claim the kiss that he had interrupted earlier. This time there is no hesitation and the man really does know how to kiss! I don’t think that being cold is going to be an issue for the rest of the night as the heat in that kiss is setting my blood to boil. His hands are sliding down my back, the slightly rough calluses on his fingers sending shivers up my spine. I have wanted this, wanted him, for so long now.
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Her skin is like the softest silk. I love the feel of her back and the way she is pressing herself so tightly to me is setting me on fire.
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I want him so much, I lean back just a little and I gently reach out and pull the zipper on his jacket and feel his breath catch. I know he hasn't put his jumper back on as I saw it sitting on a chair in the med bay with the rest of my clothes before we left. Beneath his jacket I know he is naked and I tremble as his chest appears, then remember the last time, suddenly wanting to cry as I do. Just two days ago his chest had been covered in bruises, I reach out and gently and caress the smooth skin to reassure myself that he is no longer hurt.
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So gentle, her touch makes me shiver but the look on her face, so sad, and I know what she must be thinking. I touch her face. "Rose I'm fine," as she looks up at me it's the look of an angel, her smile lighting up the whole room.
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He's so... I plaster myself to him and feel his heat through my bra. His flesh, normally cool to the touch, seems like a blaze setting my breasts burning for his touch as the evidence of his desire presses firm against my belly.
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I don't know how much more I can take. I haven’t felt such intense feelings like this since... I close my eyes and then all I see is burning, 10,000 Dalek ships burning, Gallifrey burning, the screams echoing... burning in my mind, then the icy cold of silence burning. I'm shaking so hard I can no longer stand, my knees buckling under weight, the burning consuming my mind as chaotic emotions consume me.
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One minute I am burning with desire for the man in my arms, then the next my senses are on fire, never in my life have I felt such un-tempered anguish. Every breath I take is like breathing in acid. I'm burning; pain, the likes of which I have never felt.
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One moment everything was beautiful the next Theta and Rose are screaming crumpling to the middle of the floor. No! 'THETA!'
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I hear the Verity screaming my name in my mind as I hear Rose screaming in my ear snapping me out of the nightmare behind my eyelids. No! Not my Rose, my precious Rose. I hold her, rock her, I never wanted this, never, never wanted my darkness to touch her... never wanted to... "Oh Rose, I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean too... Oh Rose I..."
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One minute there is pain like I have never believed possible, the next I hear a beautiful voice, a sweet balm my mind, the voice is screaming a name I have never heard before, Theta. Then the Doctor is sobbing, crying, telling me how sorry he is and I know that, like two days before, I have somehow connected with his mind and I also know without any question that the excruciating pain I had been experiencing was his.
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Reaching out to I gently caresses his face. "Oh Doctor, my poor Doctor, so much pain..."
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"Rose I'm sorry I..." I cry brokenly, I can’t believe I have hurt her like this. How could I have been so foolish to let her get this close?
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"Shush, Doctor, I'm alright..." I have to make him understand; no one should have to endure such pain, let alone by them self. I reach for him. If I let him go now I will never have another chance, I know this as sure as I'm breathing. I reach with my senses, trying to feel what is going on in his mind, nothing. I push his body back, hard, and kiss him harder. I press every inch of my body against him. I nip his lips; I lick and soothe them, and kiss him. I push his jacket back stripping it from his shoulders.
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"Rose..." I beg, trying to stop her frenetic actions. "Please," and suddenly I am no longer sure whether I am begging her to stop or never to stop as her lips begin to nip, bite, lick and suck at my lips and jaw, then down my throat to my shoulder, stopping only briefly at each location before moving on.
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"No Doctor, I want this I want you!" I say vehemently before roughly latching my teeth and lips onto his exposed nipple, dragging a groan from him as I torment the cluster of nerves. My fingers momentarily torment his other nipple before I swap my attentions.
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I don't know what to do; I have hurt her. Her screams of pain still ring in my ears, and yet all she seems to want to do in return is to ravish me. Her conduct is confusing me, but her actions nonetheless are sending intense pleasure firing through me. All I can do is clench my eyes shut trying to regain a hold on my emotions.
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I am getting to him, I can feel him starting to respond, he is no longer blocking me out completely and I can feel his confusion but I can also feel his desire and need. I slide my hands down his belly my fingers making quick work of his zipper. I slip my fingers within and caress him ever so gently through his boxers, smiling as I hear him moan.
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"Please Rose, please...” almost sobbing, I plead, my eyes filled in equal measure with pain and passion. "Please, I don't want to hurt you." And I tremble again as she strokes me intimately.
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"Then don't push me away!" With these words I give him a bit firmer stroke and watch as his body wars with his mind, his eyes growing heavier with each stroke. Then he makes a small helpless sound. As I continue my tender ministration, I move my other hand to work at the button at the top of his jeans. At the button's release I slide my hands up his belly, stroking, petting, then gently I pull the jeans from his hips.
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I tense, keeping my eyes tightly sealed, as she encourages me to lift my lower body to assist her in her removal of my pants and underwear. I don’t, I can’t, bear the thought that my mind might be playing tricks. Levering my hips from the floor I sincerely hope I won't awake to find this all some cruel nightmare.
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Finally he is bared to me, and I can't help to think he is even more glorious naked. Sliding my hands around his hips and across his muscular belly I end up again holding his manhood, velvet and yet hard as steel.
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The contrast between her gentle strokes through my drawers and her touching me with her bare hands makes me groan again. She is so warm; her hands feel so good touching me. My breath hitches as she kisses my stomach and I can no longer keep my eyes closed, I have to know this is real. The sight that greets me lights a fire of pleasure in my groin. Rose, so soft, intently kissing me in small pecks along my chest, stomach and belly; her skin like the softest silk slides on mine as she kisses lower ever lower. I'm stunned to immobility, suddenly incapable of breathing, as I realize her intended goal, the look on her face causing my hearts to skip.
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I feel him go rigid beneath me and I smile, slow as treacle, up at him, a look of pure, sexual intent. Slowly I move that gaze down his body and watch the shiver that follows, causing my smile to grow and become more predatory. I know I have his complete attention so I run my tongue slowly and seductively across my lips, glossing them in moisture, and lean forward. Never once releasing his gaze, I slowly extend my tongue to flick the head of his member.
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My hips jerk at that contact and she gently shifts to half lie half kneel between my thighs. As she shifts I move to prop myself up into a better position on my elbows. As I watch, enthralled, she reaches out, caressing and for a brief moment teasing the soft dusting of hair on my belly, then sliding down my flanks, it feels incredible. Then she moves to brace her body better before engulfing me. The incredible pleasure that warm mouth creates as it closes around me causes my body to keen with desire. I close my eyes again this time though just to enjoy her attentions, she has stripped me, not just of my clothes but of all desire to resist her attentions as well. I let my head loll backward momentarily as she temporarily overwhelms my senses. As her tongue moves about me I groan. So long, it’s been so long and this feels so very good! The thought of watching her in action makes me drag my head up to watch the erotic scene before me. All thoughts other than what she is doing to me are banished by the flood of sensations she is creating. Warm hot, moist, “Yessss!” I hiss breathlessly as she finds a particularly sensitive spot. My body begins to tremble as I feel helplessly enthralled, and now I couldn’t care less.
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I can now feel exactly how good this is for him, what I am doing for him, as he releases his mental shield. That pleasure is a burning fire lapping at me, making me squirm, and causing my body to beg to be allowed into the action. Just the feelings I am getting from him cause me to grow slick and wet, preparing me to be able to claim him. I feel him getting to the point where I know just the slightest additional bit of attention will drive us both over the edge. I want so bad to feel him within me when we go over that edge. So I force myself to release him. Looking up I see the incredulous expression on his face and feel his body scream at the denial, sending another flare into my loins. I lean back, panting in my need for him, to give us both a few moments to back down from the flash point of desire. I know that he is watching my every action and reach behind me unclasping my bra. I lean forward and slowly draw it from my chest and hold it out to dangle it by my fingertips for a moment before letting it drop. I feel his desire to take me and ravish me and sigh as he restrains himself, so I stand and shimmy out of my knickers and kick them to the side.
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I gasp as she releases me, my body is begging for release and the desire to pull her back is almost too strong. My eyes are riveted as she sheds the final lacy scraps standing between us. Then she is kneeling again and it gets hard to breathe, I want her so. This time she straddles my hips, ever so gently drawing my legs together and the pressure increases on my balls making my sight go red for a moment and I can only take deep shuddering breaths as she sits on my thighs. The warmth, the heat, radiating from her core is intense. The pheromones her body is producing are setting my senses off like a fireworks display, so different smelling from the desire of a Gallifreyan woman but no less affective.
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I watch his eyes, and with a small start of realization I recognize how his eyes have changed, they are as black as they were in the med lab two days ago. Now I know what it means when his pupils are so dilated and it has nothing to do with a blow to the head, well at least not the one I had been worrying about at that time. The blue of his eyes are a mere edging to the black centers. Leaning forward I give him a quick peck on the lips and on impulse I flatten my body across the hard length of his frame, loving the feeling, the solidness of his length sandwiched for a moment between our bodies which just reminds me that is definitely not where I want to feel him. So I quickly change positions in preparation of enveloping him.
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Feeling her intention, I cup her face in my hands halting her movement; I make her look at me. My voice is hoarse and strained but I have to ask, “Rose, are you sure?”
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Hearing his question I have only one answer I want to give and with that I lift myself up and impale my body on his length in one smooth movement, wrenching a cry from us both at the intensity of the sensations. I collapse forward against his chest, as at first I'm unable to support myself as my body implodes in pleasure.
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I come to my senses first; enough is enough. She wants this, I want this, so I roll us over so I am now on top. For long moments I freeze, waiting for her to collect her senses as her body is flooded by her orgasm and she twitches around me. I grit my teeth at the sensation of her body in the throws of passion, forcing my body to be still. As her trembling slows I kiss her hard, she is so incredible, so very beautiful. Now though it is time to show her exactly how much she means to me. I gently cup her face and I focus completely on her face. I watch as she slowly opens her eyes, the glazed expression I find there makes me smile.
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I feel him roll us over and the sensations are lovely, for long moments I just enjoy the feel him buried in my depths, the feel of his body covering mine. Then I feel his fingers gently cupping my face I open my eyes and his smile makes me warm all over. Then I feel his gentle caress on my mind. I shiver and reach out to touch his face, placing my fingers on the sides of his face, mirroring his touch. I arch up into his body as I feel the rush of fully touching his mind. "So good!" I gasp. I can feel his smile. 'Ready?' He asks, not with his voice but his mind, and I gasp wordlessly in amazement. Again he smiles and I can only wordlessly nod. Pleasure blooms across my body, shivers chase each other around my limbs as he slides from my core. Very slowly he slides back and in moments I am nearly on the edge of another orgasm. He pauses and I can hear him breathing heavily in my ear. I can feel the tension in his body as he takes a deep breath and then he is moving, long smooth strokes and quick hard ones in a complex harmony of pleasure. I am feeling every exquisite sensation of both of our bodies, our minds linked in ways I have no way to describe and my mind is reeling with the pleasure. I feel the softness of my skin though his fingertips even as I feel the slightly rough calluses of his fingers as the glide across my skin. I feel my pulse as his lips caress my neck and taste, I can’t even begin to describe the taste of my skin in his mouth. My senses ping pong back and forth between the sensations his body creates and the ones my own body is sending to my brain as if it can’t decide which it should pay attention to. I feel a blazes of pleasure firing across my synapse triggering every where our bodies contact.
Never have I felt so good, my mind explodes into showers of sparks. Again and again somewhere I hear screaming and eventually I realize it is me. I never dreamed it could be so good, then just for a moment it is too much and my whole body freezes incapable of any greater pleasure and it goes on and on my lungs begin to burn with the need for air but I’ve forgotten how to breath. Then he there, around me, in me, through me and I am falling as one last final explosion blasts though my senses as I feel his body tip over the edge into release.
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I take her as high and far as her body will take her, then throw wide my senses releasing the last of my shields and soak up every scrap of her sensations feeling our minds shatter in pleasure as the result. For what seems like an eternity we hang in that place that isn’t a place till suddenly her mind winks out of my consciousness and for the briefest fraction of a moment I panic till I realize that she has passed out and content I too let go and let sleep wash me away in to a dreamless peaceful sleep.
Chapter 22 - How can this be?
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