Title: Stronger Than Desire
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Tenth Doctor/Ross Jenkins
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: NC-17
Table: 4, 50ficlets
Prompt: 12, Sex
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the Tenth Doctor or Ross Jenkins, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


Ross gasped in a breath, squeezing his eyes tightly shut. He was burning from the inside, spiraling down into a pool of molten lava that enveloped him completely, the flames around him leaping higher and higher though they were burning him to a crisp.

He would have never thought that being inside the Doctor could feel like this; such incredible heat coming from a body that was so cool to the touch -- or that such passion could exist between two separate entities, fusing them into one.

His hand moved on the Doctor's cock as he thrust into his lover, straining to bring them both to orgasm, wanting the Time Lord to come at the same moment that he himself did, their bodies as much in sync as their hearts and souls were.

His arm tightened around the Time Lord's slender waist, pulling the Doctor back against him as his hips thrust forward into the tight, slick heat of the other man's body, another gasp coming from his throat. At this rate, he wasn't going to last much more than a few minutes.

That thought was proven right as the Doctor's muscles tightened around him, sending Ross over the edge. He cried out as he came, the sound almost a keening wail; he buried his face against the Doctor's hair, the air snatched from his lungs, his chest heaving for breath.

The Doctor cried out at the same moment he did; seconds later, he felt the other man's release, the warm rush over his hand. It took him a moment to realize what had happened; the pleasure coursing through his body made his senses reel, dulling the edges of his perception.

Slowly, gently, he eased himself out of the Time Lord's body, shifting his position to lie down on the bed and letting the Doctor turn over to face him. He pulled the other man into his arms, one hand raising to trace the outline of the Gallifreyan's lips with a gentle finger.

"It gets better every time, doesn't it?" he whispered, his voice ragged and slightly hoarse. He was still a little breathless, his mind groggy from pleasure; it would be a few moments before he could form all of the thoughts in his head into coherent words.

The Doctor smiled, nodding and brushing his lips gently against Ross' mouth. "Yes, it does," he said softly, raising a hand to stroke the young man's hair back from his face. "I've never been with anyone before who I had this kind of a physical connection with."

"It's not just physical, is it?" Ross said, a frown marring his brow. "Our connection feels like it's on a level that's a lot deeper than just sex. I mean, the sex with you is incredible, but there's so much more to what I feel for you than just a sexual attraction."

"Of course it's not just physical," the Doctor assured him, his voice soft and soothing. "Ross, I wouldn't have gone back for you after knowing what would happen in your future if it had only been a mere sexual attraction. I knew that what I felt was more than just desire."

"Sex with you is amazing," Ross whispered, reaching out a hand to stroke his fingers down the Doctor's cheek, enjoying the feel of slight razor stubble under his fingertips. "But loving you is an even more incredible feeling than anything physical we could have between us."

"I couldn't agree more," the Time Lord whispered, his dark gaze not leaving Ross' face. "Sex can be good when it's only physical, I'll admit that. But when you're with someone you love .... that makes it infinitely better. And love is a much stronger emotion than desire."

"Desire can be pretty strong -- but it's better when there's love to go along with it," Ross murmured, sliding both arms around the Doctor's waist to pull the Time Lord close to him. He molded the other man's body against his own, one hand slipping down to cup one firm, rounded ass cheek.

The Doctor raised his brows, a smile quirking the corners of his lips. "Are you trying to tell me something with that gesture?" he whispered, one hand twining through his boyfriend's hair. "If you are, then I'm more than ready. No refractory period, you know."

"Only one of the perks of making love to a Time Lord, huh?" Ross asked with a chuckle. That was one of the things that had delighted him about the Doctor -- though as he'd already told his lover, the sex still took a back seat to what he felt in his heart.

"I should think so!" the Doctor laughed, rolling over onto his back and pulling Ross down on top of him. "Only this time, let's try a different position, shall we?" His dark eyes sparkled with laughter as he looked up at his boyfriend. "I like being able to see who's making love to me."

"Your wish is my command," Ross murmured, leaning down to press a kiss to the Time Lord's lips. What started out as a gentle, chaste kiss quickly threatened to burst into flames of desire once again as the two men lost themselves in each other, caught up in their passion.