Awww! And he cried too! :D Oh, Nine, how I love you. And you, for writing this. Fantastic!
Author's Response: A woman after my own Nine-lovin\' heart! Thanks for reading :)
Wow, this was incredibly hot! Well done, love the power struggle and the begging. Something about Nine begging... ;)
Author's Response: I would pay to see Nine beg! Thanks, foxy XD
Utterly lovely! Just headed over to read (reread?) all your stuff! Nine does need as much Rose-lovin' as he can get and I hope there's a lot more of it both on your page for me to read and in your head for us to read later! Well done!
Author's Response: Thank you very much. I hope the Nine fluff continues too :)
Hot *and* beautiful - loved it!!
Author's Response: Thank you! :)
Oh, and I forgot to mention the brilliant and clever ways that you worked in their famous sayings. Thanks for the new favorite! :)
Author's Response: A dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste! :)
Absolutely exquisite! Proving once again that Rose has always had the Doctor tied up in knots, although this time literally, LOL! I loved their sexy playful romp but it was their talk afterwards and subsequent bonding that really made my heart beat faster. You have expertly demonstrated why Nine will always be THE Doctor that Rose should have had their forever with. Their love, passion, wit, banter and willingness to be so open with each other and stand by each other's side just cannot be denied. This was a beautifully written example of the love that they share and I would LOVE and be ever so grateful if you wrote more Nine and Rose. Please? :)
Author's Response: Thank you for your wonderful words. I\'m open to suggestion for Nine/Rose. I\'m sure I can fit a few fluffy interludes in here and there....
This fic could melt snow! I really enjoy how you mix sizzling hot shagging with the tenderness of the Doctor and Rose bonding.
This was so beautiful:
And just like that, reality exploded. He closed his eyes and kissed the sun. Opened his eyes and found his heaven. Gone were the muted tones of their bedroom–the midnight blue of their sheets replaced by a blanket of red that stretched as far as they both could see. Together, they made love in the shade of the mighty glass citadel, and the Doctor wept openly as he gathered Rose to his chest, rolling them over to marvel at his lost orange sky.
Thanks for posting!
Author's Response: Thanks, Bloose! *hugs*
That was absolutely lovely.
I got quite embarrassed by my squriming. Glad none of my family was looking at me as I read this. Thanks for the story!
Author's Response: *raise eyebrow* Oh, really? Glad you liked it :)
Absolutely beautiful! I love this series so much!!
Author's Response: Thank you! The next might be an angst-fest *cackles*