A Teaspoon And An Open Mind: A Doctor Who Fan Fiction Archive
Ninth Doctor
Heat by Panny [Reviews - 5] Printer
Author's Notes:
Written for RamblingRose for her birthday.


The Doctor looked at her adoring, reaching out a hand and tentatively running his fingers along her. She reacted to his touch and he felt a current of electricity run through him. He couldn't believe she was doing this to him. Had him burning as if he were on fire.

He swallowed hard and removed his jacket before quickly wiping his brow to remove the errant line of sweat that had formed on his brow. He wondered idly if she knew the effect she was having on him and stifled a laugh. Of course she knew.

He removed what little was covering her and took in the sight. It had been such a long time since he'd seen taken the time or given himself to opportunity to look and he took a moment to reorient himself, making a mental checklist of how to proceed. Things like this had to be done properly.

He ran his fingers along her opening, tracing the edges almost absentmindedly as he contemplated what he was about to do. He licked his lips and tasted the salt of sweat and was brought back to reality again to feel that feverish flame.

Without any further hesitation he slid inside her and adjusted to a better angle. Sliding out slightly he shifted back in, this time finding just the right spot.

"Is this gonna take much longer?"

The Doctor looked up to stare Rose in the eye. "What?"

"It's just, you were talking about visiting Praxis Seven and I was hoping something this, I dunno, superficial could wait."

Superficial? She had to be losing her mind. "Superficial? Have you lost your mind?" Okay, hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"It's not that big a deal," she sighed, blowing a tuft of hair out of her face.

"Yes it is. This," he gestured toward his waist, "is a very big deal."

Rose rolled her eyes. "To be honest I barely felt anything. Maybe a little heat." She had the courtesy to at least look apologetic.

The Doctor looked up in all seriousness. "This is much more than a little heat. I'm burning up."

"I'm sure you'll cool down outside." Rose slid off the jump seat and walked past where the Doctor was lying, half under the console. "You can fix the temperature controls when we get back."
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