Adult Adulation

By Sonic Jules

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Previously in chapter seven...

"Don't believe everything you read. If you want stories, make up your own. We could start one right here, if you like..." He leaned forward, licking his lips hungrily before kissing a trail from her jaw to her ear.

Rose had never quite understood the whole concept of someone nibbling on ears. Though she'd read it in quite a few of her hidden novels and heard about the act on a few talk shows, the words really had no effect for her. When boys had done that to her before, it was a poor attempt at foreplay in her opinion, and nothing more. Now, however, as his breath teased the fine hairs of her neck, she thought herself suddenly enlightened.

The Doctor's lips enveloped her lobe as his teeth bit and pulled gently, and all the while he was humming. Humming! It sounded like a predatory growl which made her entire body tighten. And then he was moving that marvelous mouth of his lower.

"Touch me," Rose told him breathlessly. "Please, just touch me."

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Chapter Eight:

Always

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The Time Lord's lips curved upward against her jugular. "Patience, Rose Tyler," he whispered against her skin, smiling.

A shiver of anticipation ran down from her neck to her toes, but Rose couldn't think about it - couldn't begin to analyze it - as his mouth descended to hers again. She didn't even realize they were moving down the corridor until she'd already taken several steps.

They seemed to swirl through the hallway as if dancing, slowly twirling as they held one another while Rose imagined a waltz playing softly around them. The Doctor's entire presence - his touch and his breath and his body so close to hers; the friction of them both pressed against each other as they moved - made Rose dizzy in the most pleasant of ways.

When the Time Lord opened a door and ushered Rose inside, she barely paid his actions any mind. She was much more focused on his lips, which were mesmerizing enough against her own.

Still moving, neither stopped until Rose felt resistance at her back and the Doctor's hands grasping her waist. He lifted her gently then sat her atop his very tall bed.

They stared at one another, the Time Lord and his companion, looking amazed to finally be ... here. It was where they both wanted to be, and where each felt they belonged. Rose raised a tentative hand toward him and cupped his cheek affectionately, her eyes telling him of her adoration.

"This is the best night of my life." Rose smiled.

"But it really hasn't even begun," the Doctor replied.

"Doesn't matter. I mean - yeah, it does - but it's already more than I'd hoped for."

"Me too," he spoke with conviction. Rose looked at him, shocked. "Really," he emphasized before kissing her ever so sweetly.

Pushing her back, the Doctor seemed to crawl on top of Rose, but she didn't mind. The friction was welcome, even though they both still remained clothed. He was taking his time, and she wasn't about to become impatient - yet. He lay down beside her, nudging Rose onto her side to face him.

"We're really doin' this," she whispered, half questioning him, half in awe. "I'm not complainin' or anythin', but ... why now? What made you change your mind?"

"You did. But let's leave it at that for now, shall we?"

"Hmm, sounds like you're eager," Rose teased.

"I am. Are you?" The Doctor's smile promised her a very good time.

Rose grinned. "You're doubtin' me? Now?"

He shook his head. Instead of speaking, the Time Lord lowered the sheer sleeve of her gown, exposing the delicate flesh of her shoulder. Leaning forward, he brushed his lips teasingly from collarbone to cheek while his hand smoothed softly down her arm. When he reached her hand, he squeezed it lightly before kissing her lips. Then he began exploring the curve of her waist, his hand steadily rising upward, his fingers exploring with a knowledgeable touch.

Rose sat up quickly, causing the Doctor's hand to drop to her lap and her gown to fall, exposing more of her flesh in the process. Her lips curved up with a predatory gleam as she began loosening his tie.

The Time Lord returned her smile, letting her undo the clothes separating him from the smooth, young skin his eyes could not stop devouring. Only when her hands landed on the zip of his fly did he allow his eyes to close with a deep moan.

Grabbing hold of her shoulders strategically, the Doctor had Rose on her back with himself straddling her closely in three-point-four seconds. He poised himself above her and smiled.

He had no doubt that this was indeed the best decision of his life, too.

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Three hours and forty-two minutes later, Rose was breathing heavily, her hand on her bare, flushed chest while trying to calm herself. "That was ... it was ... I mean, I've never -"

"Rose Tyler - are you speechless?"

She looked at him, her need to breathe suddenly forgotten as she calmed quickly. "No," she defended.

"Now you understand why I induced you to sleep for a while. When I told you that you needed the rest, I meant it."

"You are such a guy. Superior Time Lord stuff or not, you're still all ego," Rose teased.

"I dare say I've earned my ego," he replied with even more pride than before, practically puffing out his chest. When Rose yawned, however, the time for joking was over. "Tired?"

"Yeah, I s'pose so. But I don't want to close my eyes. I mean, what if this was just another dream?"

The Doctor gazed at her with affection as his knuckles brushed softly against her cheek. "It's real."

He guided Rose to lie on her side facing away from him, then snuggled in closely behind her. "Any regrets?" he asked softly.

"Only that I'm tired right now." He could hear the smile in her voice, and continued listening as her breathing evened out and deepened.

"Love you," Rose whispered sleepily before nodding off.

He pulled the duvet up to her shoulders and softly kissed the apple of her cheek before settling himself in for the night beside her.

"That's why I changed my mind, Rose. I've always loved you. At least now I've finally been able to show you." He grinned to himself, knowing she wasn't listening. After what they'd shared earlier, he knew she didn't really have to.

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The End.

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