![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Fic: Talking To James (NC17) Chapter 6
Danger! Will Robinson! Slash Ahoy!!! Don't ask me why Ten turned up but he did and he refused to move.
Title: Talking To James
Author: Jade
Rating: NC17
Archive: Yes, please
Characters/Pairing: Ten, Thirteen, James (OC) Thirteen/James/Ten
Spoilers: During season 4. AU after Forest of the Dead but contains spoilers for 'Journey's End'.
Summary: Thirteen chats to his past/future companion and tells him something. Of course it all goes downhill from there.
A/N: Set during Chapter 5 of 'The Thirteenth Doctor (Technically) Chronicles' and contains spoilers for 'Forest of the Dead'. James is the companion of the eleventh Doctor.
Warnings: Slash, public sex, biting, hair pulling, threesome and abuse of a cake slice.
Reviews are welcome!!! (I tend to squee every time I get a review!)
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Thirteen grinned and bent his head to gently suck at James' neck, elicting a loud moan from the younger man. "I'm trying to decide what to do with you."
"I dont care," James growled, scratching his nails across Thirteen's back, causing the older Time Lord to jerk his body, colliding into James, pressing him into the counter again. "Just hurry it up, won't you?"
Before Thirteen could respond, Ten wandered over to get a drink, he spotted the two red heads and his eyes widened as he took in the positions of their hands. "Ahem!" he coughed, forcing the other two to look at him but not break out of their embrace. "What are you doing?" He asked, before turning to the girl and placing an order for a drink and a cake slice.
"What does it look like?" Thirteen asked, with a quirk of his eyebrow.
"You... and him..," Ten spluttered, causing James to laugh. "What?"
"You really are quite... um, what's the word I'm looking for?" James stated, fumbling for the right word. "When I met you, you definitely weren't so uptight."
Thirteen shoved his hand down the front of the younger red head's trousers, eliciting a quiet moan from James. "Want to join us, Ten?" he asked, in a tone of voice that could've meant he was asking the younger Time Lord for the time or to pass the salt.
Ten looked between them, confused. "I would never..."
"So?" The two Time Lords shared a look.
"Yeah, and I don't appreciate being talked about as if I'm not here," James said, his voice a low growl, turning so his back was pressed against Thirteen's chest. "I know that look. It means that you two are gossiping telepathically."
"Either you join in or you go away and leave us alone," Thirteen said, his ultimatum hanging in the air. "Your choice. Although if you refuse, there will be a massive paradox."
"I don't want to hurt you, James," Ten stated, secretly thinking James looked adorable with his hair mussed and looking slightly rumpled. Surely it wouldn't hurt to stay around to make sure the younger of the two didn't get hurt. And it wouldn't do for him to cause a huge paradox.
"Get on the counter," Thirteen ordered Ten, knowing what his younger self was thinking.
"What about the others?" Ten asked, doing as he was ordered, leaning back with his legs open.
"Oh, I'm sure that once they see the show, they'll be heading to the nearest bedroom," James replied with a wicked grin. "I know Jack is looking for an excuse."
"So, is that a yes or a no? I know that young Barty here can..." Thirteen grinned at his younger incarnation's position.
"What did you call him?" Ten asked with a raised eyebrow as he reached for a slice of cake and took a bite out of the crumbly sponge, dropping a few crumbs down the front of his shirt.
"It doesn't matter," Thirteen replied with a vague wave of his hand.
James rolled his eyes with an exasperated look on his face. He could see that they wouldn't get anywhere fast. He suddenly moved forward, placed both his hands on Ten's thighs and gave the younger of the two Time Lords an unreadable look.
"I..," Ten began, taken aback by the predatory look in James' eyes. "What do you want to do, James?" he asked, not wanting to force the youngest of the three of them to do anything he's not comfortable with.
"I want you... Both of you," James said softly, letting out a quiet moan as Thirteen pressed his body against his, sandwiching him between the two Time Lords.
Ten's hearts raced slightly at that small noise that James made. He wondered if he could caused another one of those moans. He could feel the higher temperature of James' hands through the material on his legs.
"Good," Thirteen purred, bending his head to whisper in James's ear with a mischievous smile. His eyes contacted with Ten's over James' shoulder with a quirk of the eyebrow. Ten nodded in reply.
Ten leant forward and grabbed James by the shoulder with his free hand. "You sure about this?"
"Bring it on," James growled, looking into Ten's eyes. "I can take anything you two throw at me." He ran his hands up and down Ten's thighs, grinning at the squeak that escaped the brownhaired Time Lord's throat. "Are my hands too hot?" he asked seriously. Ten nodded, looking slightly apolgetic. "Sorry about that," James said, leaning against Ten to order a bucket of ice for his hands. He muttered something under his breath as he wrapped his arms around Ten and stuck his hands in the bucket. After a few moments, he pulled out his hands, reached up with a now colder hand and began stroking the back of Ten's neck. Ten bucked against James in response, pulling James closer to him.
Thirteen grinned at Ten's expression and pressed his body against James as he whispered in Ten's ear. "Enjoy that?" he slid a hand up to Ten's neck and entwined his fingers with James'. His other hand was gently stroking James' erection causing the younger red head to squirm in frustration.
Ten nodded in reply to his older self's question and jumped when he felt a warm mouth on his skin, licking and gently nipping the skin. He moaned and tightened his grip on James. His hand came up to tangle in James' red hair. Unfortunately it was the hand holding the cake and the sponge crumbled in the younger man's hair, causing Thirteen to chuckle.
James pulled back and looked at Ten, putting his hands back on Ten's thighs. "Did you just put cake in my hair?"
"He did," Thirteen confirmed, burying his nose in James' hair, ignoring James' groan of 'not again' and trailed his tongue over James' neck, using his tongue to capture the crumbs. He felt the other red head tremble under his touch and grinned. He slid his hand out of James' trousers and began unfastening them, pushing them slightly down, exposing the lower half of a dark tattoo on James' right hip.
A snarl of pleasure escaped James' throat and he slid down Ten's body so his head was sitting in the younger Time Lord's lap. "Not so uptight after all," James mumbled against Ten's trouser leg, purring as Thirteen's fingers teased him. He reached a hand behind him and stroked the older Time Lord through his trousers, eliciting a loud moan from the other red head.
"James..," Ten gasped, groaning when James began humming, the vibrations going through his trousers to his skin. "...Please..."
"So eager, and James hasn't even gotten your trousers undone yet." Thirteen commented as he smacked James on the thigh. "Come on, Mr Tease, put my tenth self out of his misery." He watched as James slowly unzipped the younger of the two Doctor's trousers and put his hand inside.
Onto Chapter 7
Title: Talking To James
Author: Jade
Rating: NC17
Archive: Yes, please
Characters/Pairing: Ten, Thirteen, James (OC) Thirteen/James/Ten
Spoilers: During season 4. AU after Forest of the Dead but contains spoilers for 'Journey's End'.
Summary: Thirteen chats to his past/future companion and tells him something. Of course it all goes downhill from there.
A/N: Set during Chapter 5 of 'The Thirteenth Doctor (Technically) Chronicles' and contains spoilers for 'Forest of the Dead'. James is the companion of the eleventh Doctor.
Warnings: Slash, public sex, biting, hair pulling, threesome and abuse of a cake slice.
Reviews are welcome!!! (I tend to squee every time I get a review!)
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Thirteen grinned and bent his head to gently suck at James' neck, elicting a loud moan from the younger man. "I'm trying to decide what to do with you."
"I dont care," James growled, scratching his nails across Thirteen's back, causing the older Time Lord to jerk his body, colliding into James, pressing him into the counter again. "Just hurry it up, won't you?"
Before Thirteen could respond, Ten wandered over to get a drink, he spotted the two red heads and his eyes widened as he took in the positions of their hands. "Ahem!" he coughed, forcing the other two to look at him but not break out of their embrace. "What are you doing?" He asked, before turning to the girl and placing an order for a drink and a cake slice.
"What does it look like?" Thirteen asked, with a quirk of his eyebrow.
"You... and him..," Ten spluttered, causing James to laugh. "What?"
"You really are quite... um, what's the word I'm looking for?" James stated, fumbling for the right word. "When I met you, you definitely weren't so uptight."
Thirteen shoved his hand down the front of the younger red head's trousers, eliciting a quiet moan from James. "Want to join us, Ten?" he asked, in a tone of voice that could've meant he was asking the younger Time Lord for the time or to pass the salt.
Ten looked between them, confused. "I would never..."
"So?" The two Time Lords shared a look.
"Yeah, and I don't appreciate being talked about as if I'm not here," James said, his voice a low growl, turning so his back was pressed against Thirteen's chest. "I know that look. It means that you two are gossiping telepathically."
"Either you join in or you go away and leave us alone," Thirteen said, his ultimatum hanging in the air. "Your choice. Although if you refuse, there will be a massive paradox."
"I don't want to hurt you, James," Ten stated, secretly thinking James looked adorable with his hair mussed and looking slightly rumpled. Surely it wouldn't hurt to stay around to make sure the younger of the two didn't get hurt. And it wouldn't do for him to cause a huge paradox.
"Get on the counter," Thirteen ordered Ten, knowing what his younger self was thinking.
"What about the others?" Ten asked, doing as he was ordered, leaning back with his legs open.
"Oh, I'm sure that once they see the show, they'll be heading to the nearest bedroom," James replied with a wicked grin. "I know Jack is looking for an excuse."
"So, is that a yes or a no? I know that young Barty here can..." Thirteen grinned at his younger incarnation's position.
"What did you call him?" Ten asked with a raised eyebrow as he reached for a slice of cake and took a bite out of the crumbly sponge, dropping a few crumbs down the front of his shirt.
"It doesn't matter," Thirteen replied with a vague wave of his hand.
James rolled his eyes with an exasperated look on his face. He could see that they wouldn't get anywhere fast. He suddenly moved forward, placed both his hands on Ten's thighs and gave the younger of the two Time Lords an unreadable look.
"I..," Ten began, taken aback by the predatory look in James' eyes. "What do you want to do, James?" he asked, not wanting to force the youngest of the three of them to do anything he's not comfortable with.
"I want you... Both of you," James said softly, letting out a quiet moan as Thirteen pressed his body against his, sandwiching him between the two Time Lords.
Ten's hearts raced slightly at that small noise that James made. He wondered if he could caused another one of those moans. He could feel the higher temperature of James' hands through the material on his legs.
"Good," Thirteen purred, bending his head to whisper in James's ear with a mischievous smile. His eyes contacted with Ten's over James' shoulder with a quirk of the eyebrow. Ten nodded in reply.
Ten leant forward and grabbed James by the shoulder with his free hand. "You sure about this?"
"Bring it on," James growled, looking into Ten's eyes. "I can take anything you two throw at me." He ran his hands up and down Ten's thighs, grinning at the squeak that escaped the brownhaired Time Lord's throat. "Are my hands too hot?" he asked seriously. Ten nodded, looking slightly apolgetic. "Sorry about that," James said, leaning against Ten to order a bucket of ice for his hands. He muttered something under his breath as he wrapped his arms around Ten and stuck his hands in the bucket. After a few moments, he pulled out his hands, reached up with a now colder hand and began stroking the back of Ten's neck. Ten bucked against James in response, pulling James closer to him.
Thirteen grinned at Ten's expression and pressed his body against James as he whispered in Ten's ear. "Enjoy that?" he slid a hand up to Ten's neck and entwined his fingers with James'. His other hand was gently stroking James' erection causing the younger red head to squirm in frustration.
Ten nodded in reply to his older self's question and jumped when he felt a warm mouth on his skin, licking and gently nipping the skin. He moaned and tightened his grip on James. His hand came up to tangle in James' red hair. Unfortunately it was the hand holding the cake and the sponge crumbled in the younger man's hair, causing Thirteen to chuckle.
James pulled back and looked at Ten, putting his hands back on Ten's thighs. "Did you just put cake in my hair?"
"He did," Thirteen confirmed, burying his nose in James' hair, ignoring James' groan of 'not again' and trailed his tongue over James' neck, using his tongue to capture the crumbs. He felt the other red head tremble under his touch and grinned. He slid his hand out of James' trousers and began unfastening them, pushing them slightly down, exposing the lower half of a dark tattoo on James' right hip.
A snarl of pleasure escaped James' throat and he slid down Ten's body so his head was sitting in the younger Time Lord's lap. "Not so uptight after all," James mumbled against Ten's trouser leg, purring as Thirteen's fingers teased him. He reached a hand behind him and stroked the older Time Lord through his trousers, eliciting a loud moan from the other red head.
"James..," Ten gasped, groaning when James began humming, the vibrations going through his trousers to his skin. "...Please..."
"So eager, and James hasn't even gotten your trousers undone yet." Thirteen commented as he smacked James on the thigh. "Come on, Mr Tease, put my tenth self out of his misery." He watched as James slowly unzipped the younger of the two Doctor's trousers and put his hand inside.
Onto Chapter 7