Yet another Doctor and Rose story with a bit of smut thrown in. Ok… it really has no plot and it's just a set up for smut between the Doctor and Rose… but darn it! Why did Rose have to go??? Sigh… Enjoy. This is the first part… smut in later chapters. And as always, the characters and the Doctor don't belong to me and am forced to bow down to the genius of the original creators… :)
The Doctor had been acting a little strange lately. Rose was wondering why he kept looking at her and grinning from ear to ear for no apparent reason.
"Honestly Doctor, what are you up to?" she asked a bit unnerved when she couldn't take his constant watching.
The Doctor looked at her with a gleam in his eyes and worked the controls on the TARDIS. "It's a surprise," he finally told her. "Come with me," he said taking Rose by the hand and leading her to the closet in the TARDIS.
The closet was several stories high with vast array of clothes from every time period imaginable. Rose even suspected that some clothes were from other planets since the material didn't seem like anything she'd ever seen. Going through everything would take days, perhaps even weeks.
The Doctor led Rose deep inside the third level of the closet. She giggled as clothes dangling from above impeded their way and the Doctor had to swat away various fabrics.
"Where was it?" the Doctor asked himself as he squatted down on the floor, looking for his misplaced item.
"Is this my surprise?" Rose asked laughing. "A room full of clothes?"
"Aha!" the Doctor cried out. "Here it is!"
He pulled out a long brown rectangular box, a red ribbon wrapped around it. "Happy birthday!"
"What?" asked Rose in surprise. "It's not my birthday."
"Are you sure?" the Doctor asked, his smile brightening up Rose's existence.
"Well…" Rose said not really sure if it was or wasn't her birthday. "I don't know. Can we celebrate my birthday out here in space when I haven't a clue as to what day it is?"
"Well, we've more or less traveled for two years and it occurred to me that we never celebrated your birthday," the Doctor told her, his eyes shining with mischief. "Today is a good day as any to celebrate."
"Really?" Rose asked. "Then I should be about twenty one. Can you remember that far back to when you were twenty one, Doctor?"
The Doctor suddenly frowned. "Not one of my best years I'm afraid," he said. "All that first awkwardness of youth… ugh! God, was I a mess!"
Rose laughed. "Somehow I can't really picture you being gangly and awkward. Maybe gangly…"
"Oi!" the Doctor protested. "None of that… just because I have a slim figure now."
"Oooh, aren't you the self conscious one!" laughed Rose, clutching her gift.
"Alright then," the Doctor said, trying to clear his throat. He ran his hand through his hair in an awkward gesture that made Rose laugh even more.
"Well, aren't you going to open it?" asked the Doctor changing the subject.
Rose smiled brightly, her tongue sticking out between her teeth in that adorable and endearing way that always caused the Doctor's hearts to race faster than usual. She pulled the red ribbon off and tore off the top of the box to find a black outfit wrapped in thin paper gauze. The outfit consisted of small hot pants with matching top.
"What are you getting at, Doctor?" Rose asked expecting the outfit with a puzzled expression.
"You need to put these on for the next place we're going," the Doctor replied, laughing at her expression.
"Seriously?" asked Rose.
"People wear that kind of outfit where we're going Rose," the Doctor said innocently. "Honest."
"Uhu…" Rose said skeptically.
"Well, go on then," the Doctor prompted ushering her out of the closet. "Put it on for your real birthday surprise!"
That made Rose smile and she hurried over to her room. She still felt unsure about the small outfit the Doctor had given her, but if she was to mix in with the natives she figured that she might as well try looking the part.
The Doctor whistled to himself as he checked the monitor on the TARDIS. He had on a silly grin, thinking of what he had in store for Rose. She really wouldn't guess what he was up to. It was at that moment when Rose came out and the Doctor's whistling faded away when he saw her wearing the outfit.
The shirt fit Rose like a second skin and the v line of the shirt exposed enough of her cleavage to stop traffic. The short hot pants also hugged her skin showing off her tempting curves. She had finished out the outfit wearing her knee high black boots.
"Ok, Doctor," Rose said feeling a bit nervous about the outfit as she covered herself with a long black coat. "Let's go then."
The Doctor frowned; a bit annoyed that she would cover herself. He went over to her and began to undo the sash of the coat.
"What are you doing?" Rose asked, a blush creeping up on her cheeks as the Doctor peeled the coat off her body.
"You won't need this where we're going," he said throwing the coat over a railing. He assessed her and said, "Much better."
"I feel almost naked," she confessed laughing nervously.
"You look lovely," the Doctor said wagging his eyebrows as he took her by the hand to lead her outside the TARDIS.