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Need, Part 1/1 
17th-Jan-2009 02:37 am
DW -- ten | orgasm
Title: Need
Author: radiantbaby
Characters/Pairings: Ten/Martha [with 10.5/Rose, off-screen]
Word Count: 1167
Genre: Smut/PWP
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Post-S4 new!Who
Summary: The Doctor can feel it whenever 10.5 has sex with Rose, so he uses someone else to fulfill his sexual needs.
Disclaimer: All your Doctor Who are belong to us Sadly, I own nothing related to Doctor Who. I am just playing around in their sandbox for a bit of fun.


Author Notes: This fic was written for the sizeofthatthing kinkmeme [for the prompt: "Ten II/Rose, Ten/whoever you want. Ten can feel it whenever Ten II/Rose have sex and uses someone else to fulfill his needs"], but I decided to clean it up and go public with it.

Thank you to persiflage_1 for the beta.

Feedback is happy-making, so please leave a word or two [even if I am a bit slack in responding, your comments always make my day]. Concrit [and any beta-ish comments] welcomed.

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They were at it again, he could feel it -- whispers of Rose’s mouth on him, her taste on his eager lips and tongue, and her warmth wrapped around him in delicious friction –

The first time it happened, he was in the middle of a hostage negotiation with a group of Vharlachi Imperialists, trying his best to – as always – give them a chance before he’d have to take stronger steps to stop their threat.

It was certainly not the appropriate time for his cock to suddenly harden to an almost painful degree or for his knees to nearly buckle in pleasure, especially as he was in the midst of firmly demanding they let the Shinnropha princess go.

It was certainly not the appropriate time, but there it was, as clear as day, happening to him, and beyond his control.

He hates losing control.

Moments later he was escaping with the princess in tow, hand in hand, as the cave crumpled from the resonance of his sonic screwdriver, crushing the rogue Imperialists who’d not taken him up on his offer to save them. And just moments after that, he was flat on his back with the princess straddling his mouth, licking and sucking her ferociously as she thanked him again and again and again –

It only took him a few days afterward to finally figure out what was actually going on with him.

He hoped the shared sensations would dull in time, or at least the lovemaking between his other self and Rose would soon taper off, as it so often does with humans as they settle in together.

They didn’t, of course.

In fact, the resultant sensations seemed to be growing and growing with intensity as time passed and, as a result, he was becoming almost nervous about even leaving the TARDIS, unsure of when such exquisite pleasure would suddenly come over him, rendering him --- for all intents and purposes – rather useless.

He hates being useless.

The TARDIS groaned and wheezed as it dematerialized, its sound recalling an ecstatic lover as the rotor pumped itself up and down. Up and down.

They were at it again, he could feel it -- whispers of Rose’s mouth on him, her taste on his eager lips and tongue, and her warmth wrapped around him in delicious friction --

The pleasure was all he could think about, consuming him with a passion too intense to be remedied with just his frantic fist moving up and down along his length. No, he needed to be with someone, be inside them, taste them, echo the feelings that were sparking through him without reprieve –

He needed Martha.

He hates being needy.

He knocked on her door, hard and wanton, and when she opened the door, he simply whispered the three words that seemed to singe his throat, “I need you.”

Soon she was pressed against the wall of her foyer, her soft body pressed against his hard one, as he kissed her fiercely. She asked what was happening and he pressed wavering fingertips against her temples, showing her the desires burning within him.

She shuddered against him in response – a long, soft moan escaping her full lips as if a song, and leaned forward to nip at his neck.

He groaned, pushing his pleasure through his fingertips and into her. Showing her how intense his reactions were, showing her how much he wanted her --

He’d been here before, just like this, pressed against her body, days before. He was shyer, less forceful, then. There were more questions then, of course, but still no more real answers. She still welcomed him, welcomed all the fiery passion igniting within him, and she let it consume them both in its flames.

He knew then that that primal scorching heat would forever link them.

“Back so soon?” she asked with a smirk as he quickly worked through the buttons of her blouse, trying not to succumb to the desire to just rip it open, rip it to shreds, rip her to shreds –

He was all animal now, and the shame of that twisted at the far reaches of his thoughts, judging him.

“Yes. They are at it all the time. New body, new sensations, he can’t get enough, I can’t get enough,” he panted, pushing her shirt over her shoulders and off, moving his trembling hands down to work on the button of her trousers.

Martha’s hands were in his hair, scraping her nails against the nape of his neck just like he’d told her he liked to be touched, causing him to growl and moan against her, his hard cock pressed against her thigh, begging entrance to her sex just above.

“I like you like this,” she hissed as he yanked her trousers down to let them pool at her feet.

“I don’t. I feel…lost,” he said, sinking to his knees, as he roughly pulled down her knickers and quickly pressed his mouth and tongue between her legs.

“You’re not lost, you’re right here with me,” she gasped.

And right there, for a fleeting moment, he felt safe as if huddled in the eye of the storm with her. His Martha, his savior, his doctor

Martha cried out against him, her body convulsing against his mouth with orgasm as he held her steady with hands on her hips and fingers pressing bruises into the skin there. Martha would do anything for him – walk the world, save the world, end the world – but for some reason being with her like this always felt so much bigger in scale to him.

He hates being in love.

He released his hold on her and let her limp body slide down the wall. His own clothes were pulled off moments later, and then he was laying her back and above her, inside her, feeding his frenzy, his lust, his need --

She called out for a god again and again as he pushed against her, but he knew that he was not to be her god – at least for no longer. He was shedding his “Lonely God” persona with each breath, each thrust, humanizing himself with the basest pleasures in existence – lust, sex, love.

Perhaps his other self was teaching him something about life after all. Perhaps he was giving him a greater gift than he dared to realize – the love and pleasure of two human women held so dear to his hearts.

They were at it again, he could feel it -- whispers of Rose’s mouth on him, her taste on his eager lips and tongue, and her warmth wrapped around him in delicious friction.

They were at it again, he could feel it all -- Martha beneath him, him filling her completely, staring into her eyes as they both rode the waves of pleasure between them, love and life and the universe trapped within the brown pupils looking up at him with such affection.

They were at it again, and he couldn’t wait until the next time.

Comments 
17th-Jan-2009 07:46 am (UTC)
I loved this when I read it on the kinkmeme, and I love it still!

I especially love this line:

And right there, for a fleeting moment, he felt safe as if huddled in the eye of the storm with her. His Martha, his savior, his doctor –

I love the image of him being huddled safe in the eye of a storm with Martha to watch over him...

And teh secksings pretty hawt too! :D
20th-Jan-2009 10:00 am (UTC)
Aww, thanks! I am so glad you liked it! It was just something I popped off in about ten minutes, but it was really fun to write nonetheless. :)
17th-Jan-2009 08:10 am (UTC)
I don't tell you often enough hot hawt your writing is. :)
20th-Jan-2009 10:01 am (UTC)
Thank you so very much! That truly means a lot. *blush* :)
17th-Jan-2009 09:07 am (UTC)
Thanks gods for the kinkmeme, and the original prompter...cause this was HAWT!

P.S. THANKYOU!

Edited at 2009-01-17 09:08 am (UTC)
20th-Jan-2009 10:02 am (UTC)
You are welcome! I am so glad that you enjoyed it! :)
17th-Jan-2009 10:52 am (UTC)
amazing :D
20th-Jan-2009 10:02 am (UTC)
Thank you! :)
17th-Jan-2009 01:34 pm (UTC)
Wow! That was intense but sweet!
20th-Jan-2009 10:03 am (UTC)
Thanks! I am so glad that you liked it! :)
17th-Jan-2009 04:06 pm (UTC)

I'm surprised I haven't seen this premise before...

Awfully understanding of Martha, to go along with this, given the source of the problem. Though there is the factor that it's her he chooses to go to with his vulnerability. I can see how that might balance it out for her.

18th-Jan-2009 06:23 pm (UTC)
Awfully understanding of Martha, to go along with this, given the source of the problem.

hmm. i tend to think that once the master showed up at the end of s3 that martha realised that rose was sort of the least of the issues that the doctor had going on.
17th-Jan-2009 05:07 pm (UTC)
This si just brilliant! And ever so hot! I love Ten not being in control. I wonder if Handy can feel Ten having sex with Martha (getting double the woman as Ten does)
20th-Jan-2009 10:10 am (UTC)
That would definitely be interesting if Handy could feel the Doctor as well. Perhaps I'll explore that in a sequel sometime.

Anyway, I am so glad that you liked this! :)
17th-Jan-2009 07:01 pm (UTC)
When I first read this on the kinkmeme, I was blown away--still am, btw--and it stuck with me for a long time. The prompt, of course, sets up the central issue--"he uses someone else to fulfill his needs"--and with that, the story becomes more than just porn. I think I'm kinda with scarfman above regarding Martha's role in the story. I'm glad he chose her as I think she'd be a "safe" person for him to go to, someone who could understand and, in the right frame of mind, perhaps able to give him what he needed without intensifying the guilt that the prompt seems to beg him to feel. There's still that element of "using" her, though, that nags at me just a little. I like the tension of it. It's part of the whole reason I love the Martha/Doctor dynamic.

And again, I walk away from this story with so many questions about what it means to be them in this scenario--how do they love each other, why does Martha give in to him, will there come a time when the link weakens but he still returns to her.

I love this and I love you for making me think when reading pr0n!
20th-Jan-2009 10:27 am (UTC) - Long reply is long...
When I first read this on the kinkmeme, I was blown away--still am, btw--and it stuck with me for a long time.

Wow, thanks! I am so flattered! *blush*

The prompt, of course, sets up the central issue--"he uses someone else to fulfill his needs"--and with that, the story becomes more than just porn. I think I'm kinda with scarfman above regarding Martha's role in the story. I'm glad he chose her as I think she'd be a "safe" person for him to go to, someone who could understand and, in the right frame of mind, perhaps able to give him what he needed without intensifying the guilt that the prompt seems to beg him to feel. There's still that element of "using" her, though, that nags at me just a little.

The thing is, as I mentioned above to scarfman, Martha is using the Doctor as much as he is using her -- and it is happening on many different levels. And you know what? They are both basically okay with that (I say basically because the Doctor is a control-freak and has trouble admitting this, but there you go).

I didn't want Martha to be a doormat in this and I tried to portray her as willing and consensual to everything that is happening. The fact is, despite Martha's attraction to the Doctor, or perhaps loneliness that Tom isn't around, or whatever, at the end of the day she is a doctor and a doctor would be intrigued to understand what is going on with the Doctor and be up for experimentation, IMO.

When Martha says 'I like you like this', she is saying so much with those simple words. She is not used to seeing the Doctor losing control of himself (well, at least not often), she is not used to seeing the Doctor's sexuality, she is not used to seeing him so open and laid bare before her...it is thrilling to see this new side to an old dear friend. Thrilling as both a friend and, as I said before, as a doctor.

Also, while the Doctor is being somewhat 'needy', I wanted to make sure that he is being respectful to Martha in the situation. She is more than just a plaything to him -- which in the text sort of bothers him because he is still in denial of his feelings -- she is someone he feels safe with and comfortable with. That is what makes the story interesting to me.

We all know that the Doctor can be quite seductive and it would be nothing to him to find some random person from any time or place and have sex with them to fulfill his needs, but he doesn't, he goes to someone he cares about, someone who might understand and, quite possibly, help him. Even though he is somewhat powerful in this, he is also very vulnerable as well.

I like the tension of it. It's part of the whole reason I love the Martha/Doctor dynamic.

Oh, me too. They have such an interesting dynamic that is a bit dark and angsty that has always intrigued me (and is one of the main reasons I can't write much fluff about them).

And again, I walk away from this story with so many questions about what it means to be them in this scenario--how do they love each other, why does Martha give in to him, will there come a time when the link weakens but he still returns to her.

Some of these questions are answered in my verbose rambling above, but some...well, we will never know (unless I write a sequel).

I love this and I love you for making me think when reading pr0n!

Awww, thanks. It is definitely a very psychologically interesting story. I am glad that I could make it work on different levels. :)
17th-Jan-2009 09:16 pm (UTC)
I agree with fourzoas - this fic is definitely thought-provoking even though it's pron (really well-done at that). Even though he's using Martha in this way, you can't deny that she's one of the few people who could help him out with this. It is interesting that Martha is allowing this to continue even knowing the cause of it. Regardless, it was a great fic - I loved it. :)
18th-Jan-2009 02:30 am (UTC)
This was brilliant, thankyou!!!
18th-Jan-2009 03:37 am (UTC)
That was brilliant. Sheer brilliance. I loved the concept, the feelings behind it, the inner struggle and basically every kinky line. Well done all around.
20th-Jan-2009 10:29 am (UTC)
Wow, thanks so much! I am so glad that you enjoyed it so much! :)
18th-Jan-2009 06:18 pm (UTC)
ha, as soon as i read this i knew you were the author! when i read the original on the meme i was a bit wary -- the prompt was something that could have easily got pretty nasty. but somehow you were able to keep the handy/rose going on in the background, and the ten/martha story in the foreground, and keep it all respectful and in-caracter to boot. very nice.

there are a few things that could do with editing -- for example, you've got dialogue like, "Yes. They are at it all the time." it's something i've noticed in a lot of your fic, that you don't have characters like ten contracting their speech as much as they actually do in canon -- they end up sounding much more formal than they really are. i've got this same problem when i'm writing doctor who fic, so i have to go back and check the dialogue to make sure it sounds "cheeky chappy" enough for ten, or just modern and informal enough for most of the characters.

also, i'm not sure if the amount of repetitious phrases quite work. having two repeated tropes in a story this short just seemed a bit much. i think the the "he hated being ____" one works, because it's less obvious, and because you use it quite deftly (the first instances, like "useless", being repeated after they are stated within the text explicitly, and the last, "in love" not being a repeated phrase, but coming after a paragraph describing what it's like to be with martha -- that is great). the repeated phrase "they were at it again", meanwhile, doesn't seem to add enough to the story or characterisation to make up for how much it yells out "literary device! right here!" it's not terrible, it just throws me straight out of the story.

anyway, this:

“You’re not lost, you’re right here with me,” she gasped.

And right there, for a fleeting moment, he felt safe as if huddled in the eye of the storm with her. His Martha, his savior, his doctor –


IS GORGEOUS. i love it.
20th-Jan-2009 10:44 am (UTC)
ha, as soon as i read this i knew you were the author!

*blush* Yeah, I think my writing 'tics' are pretty obvious. LOL!

when i read the original on the meme i was a bit wary -- the prompt was something that could have easily got pretty nasty. but somehow you were able to keep the handy/rose going on in the background, and the ten/martha story in the foreground, and keep it all respectful and in-character to boot. very nice.

Thank you! I wanted it to be respectful to all of the characters and have it make sense to the situation at hand, so I am glad that it worked. :)

there are a few things that could do with editing -- for example, you've got dialogue like, "Yes. They are at it all the time." it's something i've noticed in a lot of your fic, that you don't have characters like ten contracting their speech as much as they actually do in canon -- they end up sounding much more formal than they really are. i've got this same problem when i'm writing doctor who fic, so i have to go back and check the dialogue to make sure it sounds "cheeky chappy" enough for ten, or just modern and informal enough for most of the characters.

*laughs* In a beta on my recent fic 'Extasis', fourzoas also pointed out my lack of contractions. I had forgotten that I do that a lot in my writing as I've been doing it consistently for about 20 years now, so it is something I need to become more mindful of.

Somewhere along the way, I a) wanted to sound more formal so I started to write and speak that way and b) got a weird idea in my head that Brits use contractions much less (if at all), so I wouldn't use them when writing British characters.

Now, obviously I know the latter is not true (the theory came along when I was 15 or so, when I was a lot more ignorant to such things), but I think it is still lodged somewhere deep in my subconscious as I still do it without even thinking about it!

I think going forward I will do as you do and make an extra effort to go back and check the dialogue over after I'm done for such errors.

also, i'm not sure if the amount of repetitious phrases quite work. having two repeated tropes in a story this short just seemed a bit much. i think the the "he hated being ____" one works, because it's less obvious, and because you use it quite deftly (the first instances, like "useless", being repeated after they are stated within the text explicitly, and the last, "in love" not being a repeated phrase, but coming after a paragraph describing what it's like to be with martha -- that is great).

Thanks! Yes, I was trying to be a bit more subtle there and not make it a bit anvil.

the repeated phrase "they were at it again", meanwhile, doesn't seem to add enough to the story or characterisation to make up for how much it yells out "literary device! right here!" it's not terrible, it just throws me straight out of the story.

No, I understand. I was feeling a little weird about that too. Then again, it was very much a written-in-ten-minutes sort of fic experiment that I thought I'd likely never post publicly, so I didn't stress too much about it at the time. I considered changing it when I posted it publicly, but then decided to just leave it in there at the end.

anyway, this:

“You’re not lost, you’re right here with me,” she gasped.

And right there, for a fleeting moment, he felt safe as if huddled in the eye of the storm with her. His Martha, his savior, his doctor –

IS GORGEOUS. i love it.


Thank you so much! I am so glad that you liked that and the fic and that you gave me such insightful advice and comments on the story. I really appreciate in-depth feedback like that as it really helps me understand what 'works' and doesn't as a writer. :)
21st-Jan-2009 06:22 am (UTC)
This was smoking hot, and reading the comments I'd like to add my thoughts too. When I saw the OP on the meme I was a bit 'mmpf' because it mentioned using somebody. And then when I read what you wrote and it's brilliant because you pushed forward the understanding that Martha and the Doctor do use each other a lot, and have this unending curiosity and tension between them.

Along with the line about them being in the eye of the storm this was my favourite line:

"She called out for a god again and again as he pushed against her, but he knew that he was not to be her god – at least for no longer. He was shedding his “Lonely God” persona with each breath, each thrust, humanizing himself with the basest pleasures in existence – lust, sex, love. "

It's beautiful, it's powerful, it's sexy and it has all the reality of their pairing. Wonderful stuff xxx
28th-Jan-2009 05:59 am (UTC)
eeee!

this made me squee! ^^
10th-Feb-2009 06:34 am (UTC)
I love this! I love how you ended the story the way it began...it's like a song. ^_^
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