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Fic: Adventure 2: First Love

Adventure 2: First Love

Characters/Pairings: Tenth Doctor, the TARDIS, Rass (OC)

Rating: is this really necessary? It's all pr0n!

Disclaimer: I own none of the Whoniverse, which is a very good thing as it would have to be aired post-post watershed if I did.

A/N: Um. Yeah. The Doctor and the TARDIS are love. Rass’s story is told in ”My Buddy”

First Love

“Donna! I’m ready now!”

The Doctor’s skin was still flushed from his recent exertions. He’d showered and dressed, pausing briefly to savor the pleasures of the new flesh once again. He’d never really understood the needs of his human companions over the years, but now? He’d shag a bloody toaster if it looked at him the right way. “I’ll need to ask Jack about that,” he mused as he walked the corridors.

Donna wasn’t in the console room, or her room, or the kitchen, or the library. He checked the badminton courts, the Prehensile Shuffleboard room, the Venusian Day Spa—nothing. He even looked for her in the secret dungeon he’d told no one about, the one change of the Master’s he couldn’t bear to remove from the TARDIS. The way Rass stirred as they entered that room made him glad he’d chosen to keep it.

When he returned to the console room, he finally thought to ask the TARDIS, who he could see tapping her rotor impatiently.

“She’s off with Jack? Really? I wasn’t that long, was I?—Right, guess I was. Well,” he sighed, elongating the word just enough to be almost endearing, “I guess that’s me on my own again. Well, not entirely on my own.” He grinned as he patted his crotch, then his eyes fell on the console, which seemed to pulse with life. Slowly a realization dawned on him, and a wave of desire threatened to drown him as he contemplated the new possibilities brought on by this change in anatomy.

He’d loved her for so long, never able to get close enough without burning, and now they could be as one.

He circled the console, a mischievous glint in his eye as his fingers stroked the smooth surfaces. He could feel the TARDIS settling in and making herself comfortable. Why had he waited so long, he wondered, to share this pleasure and joy with her, his one true love?

Enough of the musing, silly man. Let’s get down to the lovin’.

The lights dimmed, and the Doctor could feel the mood of the ship washing over him, the ancient rhythms of the universe (which he’d taught to a young Barry White while incarcerated in the Los Angeles prison for—he forgot what, exactly, but it had something to do with weather balloons and clowns) pulsing through the air.

A bottle of high-grade rotor oil appeared on the jump seat, and he raised an eyebrow seductively as he strolled over to retrieve it.

“Minx,” he growled, and sneered ever so slightly as he began to slowly remove his clothing. He felt a delicious shiver of anticipation at being naked in this room, standing before her now, erect and proud and ready to give her the one thing he’d never been able to give her before.

Candles appeared in the console room, hundreds of them lit and glowing. He could feel the TARDIS licking her eternal lips, the moist tip of her tongue sweeping gently across her mouth as he began to massage the oil into his skin, which now glistened in the golden light that infused their surroundings. His hands moved down his torso toward the surprisingly thick thatch of hair that had sprouted during the regeneration process. His fingers stroked the dark curls before his hands began to caress the product of his hard work.

“You haven’t been formally introduced,” he said to the TARDIS, his voice husky with desire. “I’d like you to meet Rass.”

As if on cue, Rass grew harder, stronger, and slightly more impressive. He wanted her to like him, after all, and nearly leapt from the Doctor’s hand in an attempt to stand entirely erect.

The Doctor, a bit surprised by Rass’s seeming exercise of will, quickly regained control of his tumescence. The TARDIS chuckled playfully, sending a vibration through the ship’s structure that was a direct message to Rass.

Are you ready to play?

“Oh, yes,” hissed the Doctor as he walked over to the console. One hand stroked Rass, his thumb stealing moments to rub his head, while the other massaged the perfect orbs of his balls. He leaned over and licked the console, eliciting moans and shudders from the TARDIS. As he licked and kissed and nibbled at her surfaces, he could feel her molecular structure shifting.

“Oh, yes baby,” he cooed, “that’s it. Resonate those molecules.”

The ship sighed her pleasure as her molecules did, indeed, resonate, the solid formations of her core opening to him.

“Are you ready?” he murmured into her skin, and she pulled him into her, consuming Rass, until he could no longer tell where he stopped and she began. The room was bathed in an increasingly dense and blinding wave of golden light as he rutted against her and she held him tight. As they approached their climax, he worried for the briefest of moments that she might overwhelm him, but she soothed him quickly, promising to always protect him. The pace quickened, the light blinded, and time stopped as he called her name and emptied his life into her.

When he came to, he was naked, oily, and on the floor of the console room, his hand gripped tightly around Rass, who was a bit tender and raw. The room felt as it always did—a bit coldly warm, the gentle movements of the rotor bathing him in a soft green glow.

Had it all been a dream?

No, she winked in his mind, and while the Doctor understood that the only way he’d ever be able to fully unite with the TARDIS would be to become a TARDIS himself, they could still love each other in this new way. He eagerly looked round the room at the various struts, supports, and roundels—even the very grating on the floor seemed alive with possibility for expressing his love and devotion. He leaned down and kissed it, gently slipping his tongue into one of the openings. She shuddered at his touch, and in his mind he heard a small bit of those ancient rhythms starting up again. He ran his finger along the patterns on her flooring.

“We have time, my love. So much time together. But now,” he stood, walking over to collect his clothing before heading to the shower, “I believe a visit to the doctor is in order.”

Rass nodded his approval and the Doctor patted him on the head. “Down boy,” he laughed, then turned back to face the rotor, which seemed to be a bit less perky than it had been before. “You coming?” he asked, and immediately the ship sprang to life. “You know you’ll always be my first love,” he whispered before she took him in the bath.

Bonus: The Ancient Rhythms of the Universe

"Put Me in Your Mix"--Barry White


( 24 comments — Leave a comment )
Jan. 9th, 2009 12:44 am (UTC)
Played the video, and from the moment Mr. White's voice came on, I just lost it. Laughed my assed off the chair (good thing the cat was there to break my fall)
Jan. 9th, 2009 12:48 am (UTC)
You just can't go wrong with Barry White. Ever.

My apologies to your cat.
Jan. 9th, 2009 02:14 am (UTC)
My roommate's cat ^_^. I think its just fitting that he get flatten, especially after he dug his claws into my thigh when he jumped off my lap.
Jan. 9th, 2009 04:58 am (UTC)
OUCH! ::spanks kitty::

They always get into trouble when they sneak up on us. You think they'd learn...
Jan. 9th, 2009 12:47 am (UTC)
The image of the Doctor and a young Barry White in prison together is one that I will cherish forever! ;-)
Jan. 9th, 2009 12:48 am (UTC)
Someone needs to write that fic...but not me! ;-)
Jan. 9th, 2009 02:23 am (UTC)
Hmmm...Since I live in Los Angeles, I may be able to lend a bit of realism to...am I crazy? Yes!

I'm opening my arms to that crack!bunny XD (but it may be a while)*hippity hop*
Jan. 9th, 2009 04:59 am (UTC)
As soon as I wrote that little aside I thought "hmmm...I wonder exactly what did happen--and to which Doctor?"

At the moment my money's on Three, but Two seems a more likely candidate.
Jan. 9th, 2009 09:24 am (UTC)
At the moment my money's on Three

You read my mind!

Jan. 9th, 2009 11:41 pm (UTC)
I can just imagine the frilly velvet goodness with Barry's smooth suave voice!
Jan. 9th, 2009 12:57 am (UTC)
Brilliant. Just...brilliant. And the Barry White song? Oh the lulz I've had.
Jan. 9th, 2009 01:51 am (UTC)
Barry is so freakin' smooooooooth and that song is just perfect for Ten/TARDIS. Their love is epic.
Jan. 9th, 2009 04:15 am (UTC)
Their love is epic.


Jan. 9th, 2009 04:49 am (UTC)
I think I had a fit, I was laughing so hard. *breathes deep*. I'm okay! Some Doctor/TARDIS loving is always good!
Jan. 9th, 2009 05:00 am (UTC)
Doctor + TARDIS = OTP

She's willing to share 'cause she knows he'll always come back to her in the end.
Jan. 9th, 2009 05:18 am (UTC)
Yeah, despite all my pairings, I always take Doctor/TARDIS as my base pairing. I almost take for granted their epic love :)
Jan. 9th, 2009 06:04 am (UTC)
*points to icon*
Jan. 9th, 2009 07:42 am (UTC)
:D Right on sista! *giggles*
Jan. 9th, 2009 07:45 am (UTC)
Jan. 9th, 2009 06:04 am (UTC)
NEVER has this icon been more appropriate!!

I loved this far too much!
Jan. 9th, 2009 06:23 am (UTC)
That's pretty much how I pictured it, but naked, oilier, and with Barry White in the background.
Jan. 9th, 2009 06:27 am (UTC)
*giggles* Sounds good to me!!

(The mental image of Ten, naked and oiled up is really yummy and brain-melting!)
Jan. 9th, 2009 06:32 am (UTC)
Yes, but it's rotor oil, so it might not taste so good to us...to the TARDIS, though...mmmmmm
Jan. 9th, 2009 06:37 am (UTC)
He was going off to shower, I can always imagine him covered in banana flavoured body oil instead! :P
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