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Fic: Talking To James (PG-13) Chapter 8
I managed to shift a lot of the smut around and add in a non-slashy(ish) interlude. More slash will be coming the next chapter.
Title: Talking To James
Author: Jade
Rating: NC17 (This chapter)
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
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Thirteen laughed. "All right, Mr Insatiable," he said, moaning as James licked the bitemark on his shoulder. "Shall we go somewhere a little more comfortable?"
"I think I'll just stay here for the moment," Ten mumbled sleepily.
"Don't fall asleep on me," James said in a teasing tone, as he licked his lips.
"I'm not going to. I'm just catching my breath." Ten replied, burying his nose in James' hair. "You smell nice. All crumbly."
"You did just smash a cake in his hair," Thirteen pointed out, moving back and tucking himself away. "Shall we make a move?"
"Sure," James answered, jumping down from the counter and bent over to pull up his trousers. "Lead on, Fearless Leader," he said straightening up.
"You two go ahead, I'll just watch," Ten said, standing up too and zipping up his trousers. "How come you recovered quickly?"
"I knew that you did," James commented with a grin, sliding a hand down Ten's chest. "I have a lot of stamina," he added with a smirk.
"Still, we'll wear you out," Ten promised as he grabbed the younger red head's wrist in an iron grip and pulled him towards him. "I have over nine hundred years on you."
"You should know, I like a challenge," James purred, wrapping his arm around the brown haired Time Lord's waist. His facial expression changed suddenly. "Hold that thought. I'll be back," he said, pulling his hand out Ten's grip and removing his arm from Ten's waist.
"Where are you going?" Ten wondered.
James gave him a look. "I drank a lot of coffee earlier. Where do you think I'm going?"
"How like a human," Ten commented. "No control."
"You could sink the Titanic with the amount you drink," Thirteen pointed out with a grin.
"How like a Time Lord..," James retorted with a secretive smile. "This sweet and good tempered h...person is brought to you by 'too much coffee'. Would you want a coffee deprived me let loose?" he asked. "But don't let me stop you two, you know, getting to know each other," he said, indicating Thirteen.
"You really are cheeky, aren't you?" Ten questioned.
"You can spank me later," James said, with a wink. "Oh, and actually..," he began breaking himself off, before rushing to the nearby bathroom.
"I don't believe him," Ten muttered. "Is he always like this? Does he always begin a sentence before cutting himself off?"
Thirteen nodded, then shrugged. "Not all the time, but he has his moments." He turned to face his younger self. "He only does that when he's afraid of revealling future events."
"He isn't any relation to us, is he?" Ten wondered.
"Bit late for that now but no, he's not."
"I thought he might be... you know."
"No!" Thirteen allowed a sly smile to cross his face. "He's like a male Donna sometimes, except crankier."
"Why did you call him Barty earlier?" Ten asked, his attention drawn to the bitemark on his older self's shoulder. "He really does bite."
"It's a nickname," James said from behind them, making them both jump as they didn't hear his approach.
"And the aformentioned crankiness," Thirteen muttered. "I did warn you that he did."
"How did you sneak up behind me?" Ten questioned with a quirk of his eyebrow.
"Magic." James replied with a smirk.
"Very funny," Ten stated, reaching out to grab James again. "Magic doesn't exist."
"Want a bet?" James retorted with a cheeky smile and a raised eyebrows.
"James..," Thirteen began, "spoilers!"
"Sorry. Sheesh!" James grumbled. "Anyway, let's just say that you will find out something... interesting." He looked at Thirteen and smirked, sliding his arm around Ten's waist. "So when is it your turn then, Ten?" he asked calmly.
"Now James, behave yourself," Thirteen said in a teasing tone. "Or I'll tie you to the pool table and see how long before you're begging..."
"Mm, yes please," James purred, "but I hope this time it works out better than the last time." He looked at Ten. "I tried it before... and my foot got stuck in the pocket."
"Yeah, and you kicked Jack in the face when we managed to free your foot."
"It was an accident," James protested, looking at Ten. "You mustn't tell Jack this."
"What, that you kick him in the face? As if I would," Ten replied. "Do you know about Jack?" he wondered.
"About his 'mortality impaired' condition?" James asked, getting a nod in reply. "Why are we talking about Jack when you could be tying me up?"
Ten looked shocked. "What?"
"Oh come on, I'm not one of your simpering fangirls. I say it like I see it," James stated, sliding his hands down the back of Ten's trousers. "And it's a bit late to go all shy on me."
"James, be nice."
"I am being nice," James replied, with a glint in his eyes. "I just want to see your younger self's dark side again."
"No you don't," Ten said, looking worried. "I might hurt you."
James snorted. "I'm still here, aren't I?" He grinned. "Like I said before, I can handle anything you two throw at me. Now bring it on," he challenged, digging his nails into Ten's skin, eliciting a gasp of surprise from the brown haired Time Lord.
Ten shared a look with his older self. "I think we should teach Mr Tease here a lesson, don't you agree?" he said, flashing James a wicked grin.
Onto Chapter 9
Title: Talking To James
Author: Jade
Rating: NC17 (This chapter)
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
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Thirteen laughed. "All right, Mr Insatiable," he said, moaning as James licked the bitemark on his shoulder. "Shall we go somewhere a little more comfortable?"
"I think I'll just stay here for the moment," Ten mumbled sleepily.
"Don't fall asleep on me," James said in a teasing tone, as he licked his lips.
"I'm not going to. I'm just catching my breath." Ten replied, burying his nose in James' hair. "You smell nice. All crumbly."
"You did just smash a cake in his hair," Thirteen pointed out, moving back and tucking himself away. "Shall we make a move?"
"Sure," James answered, jumping down from the counter and bent over to pull up his trousers. "Lead on, Fearless Leader," he said straightening up.
"You two go ahead, I'll just watch," Ten said, standing up too and zipping up his trousers. "How come you recovered quickly?"
"I knew that you did," James commented with a grin, sliding a hand down Ten's chest. "I have a lot of stamina," he added with a smirk.
"Still, we'll wear you out," Ten promised as he grabbed the younger red head's wrist in an iron grip and pulled him towards him. "I have over nine hundred years on you."
"You should know, I like a challenge," James purred, wrapping his arm around the brown haired Time Lord's waist. His facial expression changed suddenly. "Hold that thought. I'll be back," he said, pulling his hand out Ten's grip and removing his arm from Ten's waist.
"Where are you going?" Ten wondered.
James gave him a look. "I drank a lot of coffee earlier. Where do you think I'm going?"
"How like a human," Ten commented. "No control."
"You could sink the Titanic with the amount you drink," Thirteen pointed out with a grin.
"How like a Time Lord..," James retorted with a secretive smile. "This sweet and good tempered h...person is brought to you by 'too much coffee'. Would you want a coffee deprived me let loose?" he asked. "But don't let me stop you two, you know, getting to know each other," he said, indicating Thirteen.
"You really are cheeky, aren't you?" Ten questioned.
"You can spank me later," James said, with a wink. "Oh, and actually..," he began breaking himself off, before rushing to the nearby bathroom.
"I don't believe him," Ten muttered. "Is he always like this? Does he always begin a sentence before cutting himself off?"
Thirteen nodded, then shrugged. "Not all the time, but he has his moments." He turned to face his younger self. "He only does that when he's afraid of revealling future events."
"He isn't any relation to us, is he?" Ten wondered.
"Bit late for that now but no, he's not."
"I thought he might be... you know."
"No!" Thirteen allowed a sly smile to cross his face. "He's like a male Donna sometimes, except crankier."
"Why did you call him Barty earlier?" Ten asked, his attention drawn to the bitemark on his older self's shoulder. "He really does bite."
"It's a nickname," James said from behind them, making them both jump as they didn't hear his approach.
"And the aformentioned crankiness," Thirteen muttered. "I did warn you that he did."
"How did you sneak up behind me?" Ten questioned with a quirk of his eyebrow.
"Magic." James replied with a smirk.
"Very funny," Ten stated, reaching out to grab James again. "Magic doesn't exist."
"Want a bet?" James retorted with a cheeky smile and a raised eyebrows.
"James..," Thirteen began, "spoilers!"
"Sorry. Sheesh!" James grumbled. "Anyway, let's just say that you will find out something... interesting." He looked at Thirteen and smirked, sliding his arm around Ten's waist. "So when is it your turn then, Ten?" he asked calmly.
"Now James, behave yourself," Thirteen said in a teasing tone. "Or I'll tie you to the pool table and see how long before you're begging..."
"Mm, yes please," James purred, "but I hope this time it works out better than the last time." He looked at Ten. "I tried it before... and my foot got stuck in the pocket."
"Yeah, and you kicked Jack in the face when we managed to free your foot."
"It was an accident," James protested, looking at Ten. "You mustn't tell Jack this."
"What, that you kick him in the face? As if I would," Ten replied. "Do you know about Jack?" he wondered.
"About his 'mortality impaired' condition?" James asked, getting a nod in reply. "Why are we talking about Jack when you could be tying me up?"
Ten looked shocked. "What?"
"Oh come on, I'm not one of your simpering fangirls. I say it like I see it," James stated, sliding his hands down the back of Ten's trousers. "And it's a bit late to go all shy on me."
"James, be nice."
"I am being nice," James replied, with a glint in his eyes. "I just want to see your younger self's dark side again."
"No you don't," Ten said, looking worried. "I might hurt you."
James snorted. "I'm still here, aren't I?" He grinned. "Like I said before, I can handle anything you two throw at me. Now bring it on," he challenged, digging his nails into Ten's skin, eliciting a gasp of surprise from the brown haired Time Lord.
Ten shared a look with his older self. "I think we should teach Mr Tease here a lesson, don't you agree?" he said, flashing James a wicked grin.
Onto Chapter 9