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It had taken them a few times to get it right, but for a few magical moments, they had danced together in perfect unison. Perhaps it was Jack's arrival that gave the Doctor new found motivation to impress Rose...

Was that it? Was he truly trying to impress her? Now that he thought about it, from the moment she agreed to go along with him, he had bent to her whims when there was no pressing emergency for him to attend to. The first day she had practically dared him to take her to the farthest reaches of time, and he had gleefully accepted the challenge. Until this moment, he assumed it was just ego.

Rose had interest in several men during their travels, but no one had put him on his guard quite like Jack had. Mickey, Adam, they had been no match. Rose always came back to him. Now he felt the need to step up his game. Why? It was time for him to admit to himself that he had developed feelings for this young human woman. He couldn't let Jack swoop in and steal her away.

Rose vexed him like no other. As much trouble as she got into, half of which she herself caused, he should have sent her away a long time ago. Save her from herself.. but he couldn't part with her. She was brilliant, beautiful, and she'd saved him a few times, loathe he was to admit it. And now, he'd repay her.

She was talking with Jack, more listening really, as he told her a lavish story about some of his supposed adventures. He swooped in, as he was used to doing, and wrapped an arm around Rose's shoulder. "That's lovely, Jack. Rose, might I have a word?" He grinned wide, looking at them in turn as they stared at him in shock that he'd interrupted.

"Uh.. sure. Sorry, Jack." Rose let herself be led away by the Doctor. Jack shrugged and busied himself with studying the controls of the TARDIS.

"What's this about? Is there trouble, Doctor?" Rose looked concerned. She could tell something was troubling him, though he tried his best to hide it.

"No, no. No trouble," he forced a smile. Damn, he thought. She can see right through me. "Listen, Rose," he took both of her hands in his, a brief smirk crossing his lips as she blushed a bit. "We have been through an awful lot. We need a break. I want to take you somewhere special. Will you come with me?"

"Well that's a silly thing to ask. You can't just leave me any old place." She lowered her voice, looking down at their joined hands. "I'd follow you anywhere."

He beamed and lifted her head to look into her eyes. For a moment they said nothing, but then he grinned at her. "Brilliant," he whispered. He turned quickly and headed for the control panel. He dialed in some information, then turned back to Rose. "We're off."

"Off to where?" Jack asked, curiously. He'd seen the brief exchange between Rose and the Doctor, and though Rose had denied they were a couple, it didn't mean that wasn't what she wanted.

The Doctor turned to Jack, smirking. "The year 5732. A human colony on Mars."

Jack looked confused. "And what's there?"

The Doctor grinned widely. Something different in that smile. Something... hopeful. "Paradise."

The TARDIS stopped whirring and they stepped out onto a street. At first glance they were in a large dome. A dark, bustling city lay before them. It was slightly dirty, graffiti all over the walls.. "Definitely not paradise," Jack commented. "Did you make a wrong turn, Doctor?"

"Not at all." The Doctor looked around a moment, then turned to Jack. "You... go do something fun. Think of it as a holiday. Just... stay out of trouble. Please."

"Al...right?" Jack turned to Rose. "If you need me, I won't be hard to find." The he walked off down the street.

"Now. Rose," the Doctor took her hands again. "I want to take you on er.." He began to stammer, a little flustered.

"On?" Rose coaxed, half smiling. This was a new side of the Doctor. She was enjoying this.

"On a date!" He finally spat out.

Rose looked shocked. A date? So.. he did care.

"Go on," she squeezed his hands, turning on her shy girl routine.

"I'm going to take you to Paradise." He grinned and set off, still clutching her hand tightly.

After rounding a few corners, they stood in front of a dingy hotel with a large sign that read "PARADISE" above the doors.

"Are you kidding me?" Rose suddenly had reservations about this idea.

"Nope. Just trust me." He knew how this probably looked to Rose, but he knew he didn't have to explain himself just yet. He could have taken her anywhere in his ship, but only her mind could take them both to the place of her dreams.

A human woman stood at the front desk. There were a few people in the lobby, but it didn't look very busy otherwise. Rose had no idea what the Doctor was up to, but she trusted him.

The Doctor flipped open his wallet at the desk. "Reservation for two, under The Doctor."

The woman typed into the computer. "Welcome to Paradise, Doctor. Room B78." She handed him a small card.

The Doctor motioned to the only elevator. "After you, love." He nearly kicked himself for calling her that. He hoped she hadn't noticed, but he knew better.

Rose said nothing and hid her face. She was grinning from ear to ear, her face flushed red from embarrassment. She watched as the Doctor slid their card into the elevator slot. It lurched and moved. She was going to spend the night at a hotel with the Doctor. Her breathing went slightly shallow and she felt her heart pick up speed.Alone with the Doctor...

He felt he should say something. "Rose.. this .. is okay with you, isn't it?" He put his hand on her shoulder.

"Yes.. it's just a bit sudden. I didn't know... " She fell silent, still not looking at him.

"Rose," he became quiet, sensing her apprehension. "This isn't what you're thinking. I'd never take advantage of you. Please trust me." The elevator stopped and opened. There was a small hallway, not three feet long, that led to a single door. He stepped out and opened it with the room card. The door swung open. It was dark. "Go ahead." He motioned inside.

After a moment, Rose went inside the room. The Doctor followed and as soon as he shut the door, the room lit up. Everything was white. There was nothing here. No furniture, no windows, just a plain white room with several white glass panels along walls near the ceiling. "What is this?"

"This, Rose, is the famed hotel Paradise. There are hundreds of rooms, just like this one. Each its own entity if you will. Rather like the TARDIS, the rooms are psychic. You decide what you want it to be." He smiled at her dumbfounded look. "Those panels," he pointed, "project the desired images into the room."

"Anything?" She asked. She had seen a lot traveling with him, but this was wild.

"Think of home. Your flat. Go ahead." He crossed his arms over his chest, a bit of his usual smugness returning.

Rose closed her eyes and thought of home. The Doctor chuckled as her flat materialized before his eyes. He spotted a cup of tea and picked it up, bringing it to stand in front of Rose. "Tea time?" She opened her eyes and gasped, covering her mouth. The Doctor laughed. "Told you."

"This is unreal!" Rose ran around, picking up various items, looking out windows. It was home. Just... not.

"It's as real as your mind makes it." The Doctor sipped the tea, then set it down.

Rose turned to him and smiled. "What would you make of it then? What's your paradise?"

He stepped in front of her again, boldly wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. "Dunno yet. But you've given me an idea." He breathed in deeply and closed his eyes. Rose watched the room change and felt her heart racing again. She was in the Doctor's arms, a place she had been before, but not like this. He was.. holding her. She lay her head on his chest and closed her eyes before she could see what had changed.

"Open your eyes, Rose." His soft command invaded her thoughts. She did so and realized they were standing in a room that looked very much like a dance hall. "I wanted to take you dancing in a proper place. This was the best I could dream up." A band started playing a tango. The Doctor reached behind his back and pulled a long stemmed red rose out of thin air. His clothes had changed. He wore all black, as usual, but his shirt was black silk and exposed some of his chest.

Rose realized she wasn't wearing her tshirt and jeans anymore, but a long black silk dress that flowed perfectly around her body. The Doctor stood back and admired her for a moment. He grinned widely and then bowed, extending his hand. "May I have this dance, Rose Tyler?" He raised his eyebrows cheekily, then put the rose between his teeth.

Rose giggled and gave him her hand. The band played louder as he pulled her close and they began to dance. She had never tangoed before, but her feet led the way, just knowing what to do. They locked eyes each time the Doctor dipped her and pulled her back up to him. He had chosen a tango to show her that he could be just as charming as Jack.

Rose was feeling so many emotions. She was happy and excited, but so confused. Suddenly the Doctor had become this suave, devilishly handsome man who had eyes only for her. And something in those blue eyes of his was burning. A fire had started between them. The fire of passion. The dance went on for an impossibly long time, but neither minded.

Finally, the Doctor couldn't stand it any longer. They played this game for too long, but he wanted to know if it was real. He had to make his move. This was his night. His paradise. He dipped Rose and without another thought, pressed his lips to hers.

Rose went rigid. She grabbed the Doctor's shoulder, digging her nails in slightly. Her world spun madly for a moment, then it was over. He pulled her to her feet, his eyes full of sadness.

"I don't know what came over me... I ... I'm sorry, Rose." He turned to walk away, the scene around them began to fade away.

Rose was still holding onto his hand and held him fast. He turned and looked at her, surprised. Rose pulled him back to her. It was now or never. "I'm not," she whispered, then pulled him into a deep kiss. Rose wrapped her arms around his shoulders and felt his hands come to rest on the small of her back.

He moaned involuntarily, then wrestled for dominance. He placed a hand against her cheek, a gentle gesture that varied greatly from the rest of his onslaught. His tongue invaded her mouth, exploring as though it was time and space itself. Rose tried to match his hunger, but he could feel her weakening in his arms. He felt a warm breeze that made him stop and look up. They were standing at the edge of a lake, on a patch of soft grass. The sky was clear, the full moon and bright stars reflected off the quiet, glassy surface of the water. Crickets chirped softly and fireflies danced everywhere. "Rose?"

"Yes.. I did this. I always imagined this would be a beautiful place to..." It was hard to see, but Rose had turned scarlet.

"To what?" The Doctor asked softly, brushing Rose's hair back behind her ear.

"To make love." Rose gazed wistfully out over the lake.

"Rose... I..." The Doctor was at a loss for words over her bluntness. He hadn't expected this. Not just yet. "Are you sure?"

"I want you, Doctor. I just wasn't sure if you wanted me." Rose looked down at her feet.

Both of his hearts skipped a beat. "No words, Rose, could describe how much," he whispered.

She looked up into his eyes, the passion burning brighter than ever. "Then don't tell me. Just show me."

The Doctor looked down at the grass, just long enough for a soft blanket to materialize. He scooped her up and laid her down upon the blanket, laying next to her. As a time lord, he wasn't accustomed to wasting time, and this was no different. He wanted their first time together to be special, but now that he knew how she felt, now that he had her permission, the animal inside him was unleashed. He bent his head and planted kisses and light nips up and down her neck as his hand wandered up her skirt and rested on her thigh.

Rose rubbed his neck and head just behind his ear. He loved it but refused to let her have control. Not yet. He hadn't made love in quite some time, but as he was centuries older, he was certain he had much more experience. He was going to blow her mind.

Rose was melting. The Doctor had made her into a puddle. She was at his mercy. His kisses were electrifying and his touch sent chills up her spine. She couldn't let him do it all, though. She forced herself to push him away and stood up.

The Doctor panicked for a moment. "Having second thoughts?" He calmed as she grinned seductively at him.

"Not a chance." Rose slid the straps of her dress off of her shoulders and it pooled down around her feet. She was completely naked underneath. The Doctor wondered vaguely if he had done that on purpose, or if she added that bit in herself. Rose got down on her hands and knees and crawled on top of him. She slid her hands inside of his shirt and let her hands wander across the bare skin of his chest. He let his head drop back against the blanket and moaned softly. Her warm hands felt marvelous. He felt her attempt to remove his shirt and quick as lightning he flipped her over onto her back and straddled her.

"Why, Doctor," Rose smirked up at him. "Are we in a hurry?"

He returned her smirk, his bright blue eyes flashing with mischief. "As long as I have waited for you, my sweet Rose, I cannot wait any longer." He ripped the silk shirt from his chest while Rose sat up just enough to relieve him of his pants. He let Rose take in the sight of his naked form for just a moment. He could tell by the lustful way she licked her lips that she liked what she saw. The Doctor pounced eagerly, biting her bottom lip as he ran his hands all over her silky flesh. For once in his life, he focused on the here and now, letting Rose's unique scent, her taste, and the sight of her bare form engulf his mind. He was entranced, wishing for time to stop, just this once. He traveled down her body, leaving a hot, wet trail with his tongue. His keen ears listened for any subtle changes in her moaning, stopping to pay special attention to any spots that got her more aroused.

He had just worked his way back up from her belly, having teased her by blowing gently at the apex between her thighs. The scent of her arousal drove him mad, and had he lingered there longer, he wouldn't have been able to prolong this sweet torture. He was getting uncomfortably hard and needed to take her soon. He grinned into her flesh as she writhed beneath him.

The foreplay was incredible, but she needed more. "Ohhh.. Doctor..", she whined softly as he settled at her breast, taking her nipple into his mouth and grazing it with painfully slow strokes of his tongue. She moaned again, rubbing the back of his head and neck, relishing in the throaty growl she heard him make. "Doctor.. please," she begged, arching her back into his body.

He looked up into her eyes, making her whimper as he left her breast for a moment. Grinning evilly, he chided, "Now, now, Rose. I've just learned that some things are worth the wait."

She glared at him and gritted her teeth. "If you don't get on with it, I'll have to do things myself!"

He chuckled, lowering his head to continue. "Well, we wouldn't want that. A gentleman takes care of his woman before himself. I promised I'd take care of you, my Rose." He slid his hand up her thigh, grinning as she spread her legs eagerly for him. He wasted no more time, inserting his finger gently into her wet folds, finding the nub of flesh that housed one of the human females' pleasure centers.

Rose's blood ran hot and her mind was a blur. The Doctor circled her nipple with his tongue, simultaneously circling her clit with his finger. All of her rational thought had ceased. All she could hear was her own animalistic growls and moans as her climax built.

It was more than the Doctor could take. He needed to taste her. He shifted swiftly between her thighs, sliding his fingers into Rose's wetness and darted his tongue around her clit, sucking it gently between his lips.

A few seconds was all it took before Rose was screaming his name, over and over as he felt her walls clench his fingers. He looked up at her face. She smiled as she came down from the clouds, but the lust in her eyes remained. He smiled back, licking his lips, and was about to pounce on her again, but Rose had other ideas.

She growled again and sat up, flipping the Doctor onto his back. "It's my turn to take care of you, Doctor," she whispered breathlessly. She straddled him and thrust down, his hard length slipping easily inside of her. They both moaned in unison and locked eyes as Rose began to ride him.

The sight of her breasts bouncing up and down brought the Doctor closer and closer to the edge. He could stay like this forever if his body could have held out. "Rose..." he groaned, placing his hands on her hips, squeezing and pulling her down harder on his manhood. The sweat on their bodies glistened in the moonlight and the salty scent, mixed with the smell of raging hormones, made the Doctor snap once more. He grabbed Rose and pulled her down into a passionate kiss, taking the moment of vulnerability to roll on top of her. He made her cry out as he thrust into her rather roughly. He thought he might have hurt her and stopped briefly, but she wrapped her legs around him and bit his ear, hissing, "Don't stop, Doctor!"

He chuckled and whispered through a moan, "I won't Rose. I won't stop until you're too weak to stand."

With his last word, he thrust deep and hard into Rose, their moaning and heavy breathing creating a beautiful rhythm. The Doctor dimly noticed that the wind had picked up and the once quiet lake was now turbulent, waves crashing violently with each of his thrusts. He focused on Rose, her walls tightening around his thick member, her nails digging painfully into his back, the exquisite sound of her sultry voice, moaning in ecstasy. His body finally succumbed to pleasure. With a final thrust, he leaned down, biting her neck as he came, the two screaming each other's names in unison as he felt Rose come again. He collapsed on top of her and they wrapped themselves up in each other.

"Doctor?" Rose whispered after some time.

"Hmm?" He replied sleepily, stroking her hair.

"I love you. Always have." She said as she placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

The Doctor opened his eyes, gazing into Roses. "And I, you, my Rose. No other has ever made me feel this way."

Rose smiled and whispered sleepily as she drifted off to sleep in the Doctor's arms. "This truly is paradise."

The Doctor gently kissed her lips. "Every moment I spend with you is paradise to me, Rose Tyler." He hugged her close and watched the sun rising over the lake.
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