Word Count: 1477
Author's Summary: The only time he tells her he loves her is when he loses control with her.
Characters/Pairings: 10th Doctor, Rose Tyler
Warnings: Explicit Sex, Swearing
Recced because: Ten/Rose romance fic has, from the get-go, been my favorite to both read and write. This story is one of my absolute favorites, and was among one of my early finds on Teaspoon. It is erotic, but also emotionally evocative. It's both beautiful and bittersweet. It's not easy to write smut and capture the essence of the characters, but this author does so beautifully. And while the setting for this is sex, it's the underlying feelings that make it so poignant. It presents a picture of the pair in a vulnerable moment--sweet and loving, yet so very fleeting.
He never shuts up.
She particularly enjoys it when she can elicit a swear from him. She drags her tongue all the way up his neck and listens as a drawn-out Fuuuuuuuuuck rumbles through him, followed by a high-pitched whimper. A series of short swears puncture the air when her teeth playfully follow the trail her tongue has just paved, nipping lightly against his stubble.
She loves this, how he seems to lose the ability to censor himself altogether. His typical ramblings have nothing on this, this full trusting honesty, this vulgarity. He does not mean to, but he is a dirty talker. He describes exactly what she will do to him, what she does to him, whispering it rapidly as if he will soon lose the ability to speak altogether and wants her to know everything now. And sometimes, under her or over her or behind her or right in front of her, he does lose the ability to speak altogether.
She considers it a talent. Silencing the Doctor. Or at least, reducing his big words to long and loud moans.
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