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Day 1 - Edging
The TARDIS hummed rhythmically, the gentle melody a grounding presence in Rose’s bedroom. The soft, amber light dimmed as Rose pulled the covers aside and laid back on her pillow. Fresh sheets, perfect pillows and a mattress tailored specifically to her preferences were just some of the many perks of intergalactic travel in a semi-sentient ship, especially one that liked her so much.
The adrenaline from yet another near death experience was almost completely washed away by a soothing shower, the remnants just enough for Rose to still feel a slight buzzing on her skin. She ran her hand over her arm, up towards her collarbone, and slowly ran a finger downwards until it reached a rapidly hardening nipple. Rose happily breathed out as the other hand joined to cup her breasts, lightly squeezing as Rose cleared her mind and focused on some much needed self care.
She’d done her duty today, visited an alien planet, joined a revolution that overthrew the tyrannical King of the Qhiestons and ran back towards the TARDIS, hand in hand with the Doctor, as the massive stone skin guardians of the now usurped royal family threw spears their way. Now, Rose was back in her room, and found that the best solution to fully relax after a day of saving worlds, was to have a nice and thorough wank.
"I certainly deserve one" she thought, and let her legs spread open as she dipped her index and middle finger towards her opening. She gathered a little of the newly-formed wetness and moved upwards, circling her clit with her two fingers. A small smile graced her soft features, illuminated by the sunset glow of her bedroom lights.
She loved this, a little pocket of alone time, something so inherently human in a world that was everything but. After all, she was a healthy, fit woman in her early twenties, no longer getting shagged on a regular basis, not that her past partners were anything to write home about. Still, there's something to be said about quantity over quality, and at the current moment, the quantity of sex she was having was a whooping ‘none’.
She wasn't too bothered about this, mainly because she chose to take frequent and thorough care of her own sexual needs by putting a varied collection of sex toys to good use. Some, the latest state of the art technological inventions, based on centuries of research on female humanoid sexual stimulation, and some, just regular bits and bobs she got from the dingy sex store on a drab corner of the estate. Today, as she lightly arched her back to better reach her wondering fingers, she didn't need any of them. All she wanted was quick relief, the cherry on top of an already pretty satisfying day.
Her pace quickened as her fingers circled her clit with varying amounts of pressure. She lost herself to the rhythms of her fingers, pressing down, lifting off slightly when passing the underside of her clit, only to increase the pressure again on the other side, finishing off the circular motion with a sweep of the hood. Up, across, down, back again, while her other hand was placed lightly on her tit, pinching her nipple slightly whenever she felt the urge to. Soon, her breath quickened, and her legs spread further apart, her muscles contracting every time she hit a particularly sensitive nerve, her rhythm faltering as she started to feel the familiar tingle.
She jumped in shock as the TARDIS roughly jolted her to the side, the blaring sounds of a klaxon ringing in her ears as the lights changed from their cosy glow to blinking, red lights.
“Rose!” Shouted the Doctor from a distance.
Rose quickly got up and put on a long, silky blue robe and tightly tied it round her waist. She grabbed the trainers closest to the door and ran out to the console room, finding the Doctor manically running around the console, sparks flying out of some loose wires under the grating.
“There you are, come on! Out, out out!” blurted the Doctor, running towards the doors.
“But I’m –“ started Rose.
“Out!” Repeated the Doctor, holding the doors open. Rose, surprisingly, chose not to argue and ran out the doors, closely followed by the Doctor, who shut the door behind him.
They had landed in an empty, grassy meadow, the sun high in the sky and a warm, comfortable breeze in the air. Rose dropped her trainers and turned to look at the Doctor
“Right, sorry about that,” explained the Doctor, “all good now, I may have accidentally cut the wrong wire, and triggered an emergency sequence usually meant for dangerous spores. We’ll have to kill a bit of time here and then we’ll go back in”.
“How long is a bit of time?” asked Rose, holding the top of her robe closer together. Luckily, the weather was pleasant and warm, but she was hardly looking forward to spending an unknown amount of time half naked on some planet.
“I don’t know, a couple of hours?” said the Doctor
Rose crossed her arms, glaring at the Doctor. “A couple of hours? Seriously? Let me back in, now! Can’t you just override whatever emergency doodah you accidentally started?”
“Oi!” the Doctor furrowed his brows. “What’s the problem? It’s just a couple of hours, seriously Rose. After what we ran from this morning, I wouldn’t think this would be a problem. We’re in a meadow. So we have a little picnic, do a couple of crosswords and Bob’s your uncle.”
Rose raised her eyebrows.
“What?” asked the Doctor.
Rose kept her eyebrows raised, her annoyed expression turning into one of amusement.
“What? Why are you staring at me like that?” said the Doctor, rolling his eyes.
Rose looked down at herself, then back up to the Doctor. He followed her gaze down and his eyes widened, his mouth opening and closing. ”Ah I see, okay, uuhm right” babbled the Doctor, not trying very hard to avert his gaze from his robe clad companion.
“My eyes are up here Doctor” she said, amused.
He blushed and babbled even more incoherently, “I wasn’t – I mean, I didn’t – I saw nothing I swear” he exclaimed. “The place is deserted, I’m sure it’ll be fine, no big deal”.
He took off his coat and placed it on the grassy hill, lying down and closing his eyes. He felt Rose move towards him and sit on the other half of the coat. Trying desperately to not think about how thin of a layer separated her robe from his coat, the one he wears all the time, the one Janis Joplin gave to him, Rose sat down, making sure her robe covered most of her thighs, before lying back and closing her eyes too, enjoying the warm breeze.
“Where are we?” She asked, “is there anyone around? I don’t want some alien seeing my bits you know. Or, well, not just any alien anyway” she teased.
"We're on Earth, around your time, no one really comes here, it's off the path by many miles" he answered. "So..." he glanced sideways at her, smirking.
"So what?" she said, squirming slightly.
"So... What were you doing when the TARDIS interrupted you?" He said with a chuckle
"Nothing" she answered, too quick to avoid suspicion.
"Nothing huh?" He said, "Are you sure?"
Rose furrowed her brows at him, "Yes, I'm sure. Why do you wanna know?" She challenged.
"No reason" said the Doctor lightly, raising himself up so he was leaning back on his elbows.
"'kay" whispered Rose. She didn't need any reminders of what she was up to before they landed in the grass, or how close she had been. She knew she was wet, and still very much on edge. She'd been looking forward to her quiet masturbation session all day, and was interrupted right before the best part. Did he know? Could he tell?
"I just thought," he started, "that if you were doing something, not that you were, mind you, but if you were, then the alarm would have interrupted you right in the middle of it." he said nonchalantly.
Rose spoke softly, "And if it had?"
He shrugged. "Then you'd be feeling pretty uncomfortable now, probably itching to get back to whatever you were doing."
He did know, she realized. Her voice shook slightly "Well, as we established, I wasn't doing anything." She spoke softly. "And if I was, it wouldn't be something I could continue here, anyway" she retorted stubbornly. This may have been crossing a line, she thought, but he brought it up first and she really was itching to get back to it.
"Why not?"
"What's that?" She asked.
"Why wouldn't it be something you could continue right here?" He turned to look at her, his gaze pausing on her full lips before looking her up and down a couple of times.
"Someone could walk past and see" she said, no longer interested in pretending they didn't both know exactly what they were talking about.
"There's no one here" said the Doctor.
"There's you" she whispered, toying with the bow she had tied around her waist, drawing attention to it, but not loosening it just yet.
The Doctor hummed in agreement "Yes, there's me. I wouldn't want you to feel like you couldn't continue. After all, it was me who accidentally got us kicked out of the TARDIS for some time". He spoke slowly, confidently, his teasing tone a stark contrast to the babbling mess he was just minutes ago.
He's bluffing, she thought. There’s absolutely no chance that he’d let her continue further than the mildly suggestive proposition, but, Rose thought, she really was very horny, and he did technically say it was okay, sort of.
“You make an excellent point as always, Doctor” said Rose, looking at him seductively through her lashes before letting her eyes close and leaning back onto the coat. She could smell the grass, feel the sun on her face and neck and the fresh sprigs of green meadow pillowed her ankles and feet where the coat ended. She sighed, and pulled her robe slightly open, to reveal her sternum without getting her tits fully out. If she opened her robe completely, she thought, he’d probably stop her, and she still was in public, despite the Doctor’s guarantee that they were the only visitors in this particular part of the Earth. She bent one of her knees and pulled that leg closer towards the middle of the coat, letting it fall open. The deep blue silk flowed like water around her, moving to accommodate the change in position, yet still clung to her thighs, not allowing the Doctor a proper look at her yet.
He gulped, sighed softly and changed position, lying down on his side, facing her, propped up on one of his elbows. Her eyes stayed closed, but she knew she had his full attention. She'd never done anything like this before. She’s bold and outspoken, and her confidence had been steadily growing since she said goodbye to a monotone life in London, but rarely had she felt so exposed, so wanton. Her heart was beating loudly in her ears, and the sounds of the birds and the wind flowing through the trees was muffled by her breathing, getting heavier and heavier. She touched herself and allowed herself to whimper slightly. Was she allowed to make noise? In the back of her mind, a nagging doubt told her that if she made a sound, if she acknowledged it, it might somehow go against the unknown rules that this unexpected turn of events was governed by. But her fingers felt so good on her clit, she opened her legs further and the Doctor hitched his breath.
He could see her now, her fingers glistening, wet from obvious desire, cheeks flushed from the slight embarrassment she felt, baring herself like this. He thought she’d never looked so beautiful before. Rose bit her lip but couldn’t stop a groan from escaping her lips.
"Better?" asked the Doctor, moving closer to her, but not quite touching her yet.
Rose nodded, and finally opened her eyes. They looked at each other and saw the desire mirrored in their expressions
"Good. Keep going then" he whispered, giving Rose the final push she needed to fully let go and succumb to her desire. "Tell me when you're close." he added.
Rose continued her exploration, muttered a soft "Fuck" as her fingers kept the rhythm going, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. "I'm so close" she whispered, and picked up the pace.
The Doctor watched her increase speed, seeing her fingers go from a steady circular pattern to choppily sweeping side by side, before he finally moved. He quickly sat up on his knees and grabbed Rose's wrist, stopping her movements before she could finally cum.
"Hey!" She gasped. She sat up, her wrist still firmly in his grasp as she sat close to him, their faces only inches apart. "Why did you stop me?" she whined. She was still breathing heavily from her incoming, but not quite there orgasm, and was getting more and more frustrated by the minute.
The Doctor smirked. Instead of answering her, he brought her hand close to his face and closed his mouth around the top of her index and middle fingers, sucking lightly. Rose looked at him, open mouthed and couldn't help but lean forward and place her lips on his. He let her wrist go and put his arms on her waist, finally feeling the silk under his fingertips. He opened his mouth to her and let his tongue slip out as he pushed them so she was lying on her back again, the doctor on top of her.
He kissed her cheek and moved down to nip at her neck while he undid the knot of the robe one handed. He pushed the robe open and trailed a series of kisses down her neck and towards her heaving chest. He gave her left breast a little nip, and quickly let his tongue dart out to taste her nipple, but quickly made his way south, pushing the robe away whenever he wanted better access to her creamy skin.
He spread her legs open and placed her knees on his shoulders, giving the inside of her thigh a little kiss.
"May I?" He asked coyly.
"Fuck" She breathed. "Yes, Doctor, please."
He dipped down and ran his tongue all the way from her entrance to the top of her mound, humming happily.
"Oh my god" exclaimed Rose, as the Doctor wrapped his lips around her swollen clit. He continued licking and kissing her, dipping down to her entrance to push his tongue inside slightly, making sure he explored each part of her thoroughly. She'd never had anyone go down on her so eagerly before, the Doctor's eyes closed while he devoured her. "I'm so close, Doctor" she said, clenching her muscles. She could feel her orgasm building, and waited for it to wash over her.
The Doctor pulled his head up. "What did you say?" he asked casually.
Rose groaned in frustration. "I said I was so close. Don't stop" she begged.
The Doctor gave her swollen lips a couple of more kisses, and licked her up and down for a few seconds before fully pulling away.
"We should probably go back to the TARDIS, actually" he said. "She's done sooner than expected". Rose would have thought he was having second thoughts, if it weren't for his clearly uncomfortably tight trousers, and the faint outline of his enjoyment that she could see when he stood up. No, he wanted this, he was just teasing her.
"Now? Can't we, y'know, stay here a little longer?" Asked Rose, trying to give him her best temptress smile looking up at him.
"Nope" he remarked, and grabbed her hands to pull her up til she was standing close to him. He dipped down and kissed her deeply, Rose could taste herself on him and pressed herself closer, playing with the hair on the back of his head.
He pulled away and grabbed his coat, before taking her hand and leading them back to the TARDIS.
"This is really unfair" pouted Rose, as she walked past the console room and down the corridor towards her bedroom, not bothering to check if he was following her. She'd never been so sexually frustrated before, never yearned for an orgasm more than now. She loved the feeling, frustratingly, and she knew that the anticipation that was building up would lead to an even better orgasm than if she'd just been able to cum earlier. It felt like days since she was first interrupted by the alarm.
She stopped at the entrance of her bedroom, and turned around to see the Doctor standing close behind her. She looked up at him and ran her finger down his tie.
"In or out?" She asked. "I'm gonna finish the job with or without you, Doctor".
He looked down at her robe, still open from earlier, and raised his hands to softly squeeze her boobs, pinching her nipples between his fingers, making Rose's neck tilt backwards.
"In" he said, pushing her into her bedroom and kissing her soundly. He moved her backwards until her knees hit the back of the bed and spun them around so he could sit on the bed, his back propped up by the headboard. He pulled her down on top of him, straddling his lap Rose moved to kiss his neck, and started removing his layers. She took off his tie and threw it somewhere off the bed, and made quick work of the buttons of his oxford. One more layer down, she finally pulled off his Henley, as he pushed her robe off her shoulders, holding her tight to him. They both groaned at the skin to skin contact, and he leaned over to kiss her. Her soft lips and warm tongue worked his mouth as he gripped her thighs.
“Doctor, please” she begged, giving him a quick peck on the lips before looking into his eyes.
“Oh alright then, I won’t tease you anymore” he said with a smile, lips nipping behind her ear as he reached down to undo his trousers. She suspected that the only reason he relented was that he didn’t want to wait anymore, rather than his sudden need to stop toying with her orgasms. He pushed his trousers and boxers down in one go, finally releasing his thick cock, shivering slightly as the air of the room hit his sensitive skin.
Rose spit on her hand and grabbed his length, pumping her wrist up and down a couple of times before raising herself up. She lined him up and slowly sank down. He was cooler than she’d experienced before, and his hard length filled her completely. He wrapped an arm around her waist while she hugged his shoulders tight, he began helping her up and down, one hand still gripping her thigh. She moved in sync with him, wetter than she’d ever been before, eyes closed in ecstasy as she felt him move inside her.
“Please don’t stop, I’m so close” she whispered in his ear. She lost count of how many times she said this today, and she hoped that her quiet pleads would finally deter him from stopping her once again.
The Doctor kissed her, and sped up, bouncing her up and down with rigour. “You’ve been so good today, Rose” he said in-between kisses. “So patient” he whispered against her lips.
“Oh god, I’m gonna cum” she breathed out roughly, gripping the Doctor’s hair tight while she bit his shoulder. Her orgasm came on more gradually than she expected. It wasn’t a wall of instant sensation, but an exponentially large buildup. She felt it in her legs before it ripped through her, hugging the Doctor tight to her while she shook and clenched her muscles tight around him. The Doctor continued pushing into her, but slowed his pace down and brushed her hair away to press soft kisses to her cheek and temple. He continued kissing her lightly, cradling her until she stopped moving, flopping down completely spent in his arms.
He moved them so he was laying down, head on the pillow, and gently laid Rose on the pillow next to him. He smiled softly at her, “Worth the wait?” He whispered, softly kissing her lips. Rose was still blissfully on the come down from what was, by far, the best and most encompassing orgasm she’d ever had, and all she could do is give an almost imperceptible nod and a tired, but satisfied smile. He moved closer to her and pulled her in his arms as she closed her eyes and was softly lulled to sleep by the hum of the TARDIS, and the Doctor’s hand moving soothingly up and down her back.