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28 May 2008 @ 10:16 am
FIC: Doctor Who, Rose/Reinette, Caress the Gold  
Title: Caress the Gold
Author: riverdresses
Fandom: Doctor Who
Pairing: Rose/Reinette
Rating: NC-17, I'd say.
Disclaimer: I could only dream of owning Rose & Reinette, but alas, it will never happen.
Summary: Surrounded by such a vast wardrobe onboard the TARDIS, Reinette is completely at a loss for what to wear. Rose, however, is more than happy to lend a helping hand.
Notes: This little tale is a gift for my darling ninkasa, as she was so kind to share these two delicious pics of Sophia Myles with me, which are almost completely responsible for this story. I'm sorry it took me so long to get it up sweetheart, but I hope you like it! Also, huge thank yous to brachiosaurid for the very patient beta & her kind words.

Rose stood before her open closet, pushing hangers aside, opening drawers and sorting through her shoes. She felt a little funny, trying to help dress a French noblewoman in her own twenty-first century clothes, but she was the only one onboard the TARDIS with the right wardrobe to do so. The Doctor had gently explained to Reinette the impracticalities of her current fashions and had charged Rose with the task of helping her find more suitable clothes for her time with the Doctor.

Rose sighed, looking at the small bundle of clothes she’d picked out for the TARDIS’s newest resident. She had never been too fond of tossing out clothes, or even packing them off to the charity bins when she outgrew them. She finally settled on a few items she’d grown particularly bored with as of late and after picking a simple pair of shoes, made her way down to Reinette’s room.

Reinette was standing before a large wardrobe, searching through the dresses hanging neatly in there. She found herself wondering where the Doctor could have acquired such beautiful things - dresses of every fabric and colour, skirts of varying lengths and volume. She recognized several items as dresses akin to those the ladies of Versailles wore, as well as a few dresses similar to what her own mother had worn when she was a child. Waves of nostalgia passed over Reinette as she searched the immense selection. The sound of the door opening behind her broke through her reverie, as she turned to find Rose standing there with a small parcel in her arms.

‘I thought I’d bring you a few things.’ she said, stepping into the room. ‘I think we’re about the same size and it’s all pretty comfortable, so . . . ‘ Rose’s words trailed off as she caught sight of the huge collection of dresses in front of her and Reinette.

‘Wow.’ she said, setting the parcel down on Reinette’s bed. ‘It looks like you’ve got everything you need right here.’

Reinette smiled. ‘Yes, it would certainly appear that the Doctor is always prepared for . . . anything. Though with such a selection, it is rather hard to decide what would be most suitable.’

Rose laughed. ‘The shop I used to work in probably had less clothes than this. Want me to try and pick something?’

Reinette nodded. ‘Perhaps a second opinion would be best.’ she said, stepping aside and allowing Rose unhindered access to the wardrobe.

Rose rummaged around deeper into the seemingly endless closet until she felt her fingers brush against something silky. She caught it and tugged it free from the linear tangle of fabric. 'How about this?' she asked, offering the dress to Reinette.

Reinette took the dress from Rose and laid it out on the bed. It was a short, silky red dress with a low neckline. The top layer of fabric was tattered to reveal a second layer of fabric underneath the first. She looked at Rose, then back to the dress.

'Is this dress not a bit . . . unseemly for traveling?' she asked, fingering the flaps of silk.

Rose just smiled. 'It may not look like much, but I think you'd look great in it.'

Reinette looked somewhat skeptical.

"Oh, come on, just try it on.' Rose said, still smiling. 'You don't actually have to wear it outside the TARDIS or even this room if you're really uncomfortable in it.'

Reinette looked as though she was going to continue to protest, but instead just returned the smile and simply nodded.

Rose came behind Reinette & began unlacing her corset, struggling at first with the knots & yards of laces, but quickly learning to slip the laces free. The corset came off fairly easily, leaving Reinette in her softer undergarments.

'Um, I think it would fit better if you got rid of the rest of that.' Rose said, suddenly feeling slightly distracted. She turned her back and listened to the almost imperceptible sounds of satin sliding off of skin, then landing with an even softer sound on the floor.

A few moments passed until Reinette's voice broke the silence. 'Rose, could you fasten it for me please? These fastenings . . . I can't quite reach them.'

Rose turned around and reached for the zipper on the dress, her fingers brushing over the soft skin of Reinette's back. She quickly fought back the urge to stroke the other woman's back, as enticing the thought was.

Reinette sensed the sudden onset of hesitance in Rose's fingers. 'Rose? Is something the matter?'

'Oh, no, um, the zipper just got stuck a bit.' Rose said quickly, giving the zipper a few quick tugs. The metal pull snapped up along its seam, locking tightly at the top. 'Not too tight, is it?' she asked, trying to sound casual.

'Oh no.' Reinette said, tugging gently at the bottom of the dress. 'On the contrary . . .' she said, turning to face Rose. 'It feels quite comfortable.'

Rose felt her mouth go slightly dry at the sight of Reinette in the dress. It seemed to conform to her figure as though it had been made for her. As artfully tattered and minimal as the dress was, Reinette wore it just as elegantly as she had worn the stately dress she'd stepped onboard the TARDIS in, making the tatters almost unnoticeable next to her porcelain skin. The fabric hugged every curve and highlighted every line of Reinette’s body, outlining her in pure red silk, easily making her the most vibrant thing in the room. It fit her like a second skin, Rose realized. A perfectly designed second skin. She found her eyes trailing along the clean, solid lines of the dress, her eyes being drawn down to the sensuous tug and drape of the bodice across Reinette’s chest. She bit down hard on her lip to keep from staring openly.

Reinette was silent for a moment, the feel of so much less fabric against her skin a rare sensation for her. Then she bypassed Rose quickly, crossing the floor to the full-length mirror hanging on the inside of the closet door. She looked surprised by her own reflection for a moment, running her hands gently over the skirt and sides of the dress, attempting to pull the neckline just a bit higher and to keep the straps on her shoulders.

Rose forced herself to look away from Reinette's fussing in the mirror; it made her skin feel warm and her mouth even drier.

'Are they meant to fall like this?'

'What?' Rose asked, the sound of Reinette's voice jolting her back into the room and out of her own thoughts.

'These straps' she said, pulling them back onto her shoulders. 'Are they meant to fall a certain way?'

Rose studied the dress quickly, coming to stand next to Reinette. 'Um, I think they aren't supposed to be that high, more like under the tops of your shoulders, about here . . . ' she didn't realise that she was babbling so profusely, or that her face was so coloured until Reinette pressed her own hand against Rose's warmer one, holding it in place against the smooth skin of her shoulder, cutting off the stream of words.

Rose bit her lip sharply, but didn't move her hand away. She was at a loss for words suddenly, her hand still pressing against Reinette's shoulder. She moved her hand slightly, gauging Reinette's response. Reinette kept her own hand fixed to Rose's, moving along as Rose moved hers.

Rose found herself tugging the pins out of Reinette's hair, transfixed by the curls and waves falling around her shoulders, both in front of her and in the mirror in front of them. Her heart started to pound as she nervously moved her hand through Reinette's loose hair, Reinette's own hand guiding her gently through the soft tangles and spirals.

Reinette smiled and leaned forward, kissing Rose's forehead softly, her soft lips ghosting over Rose's warm skin. Rose kept her hand buried in Reinette's hair, unsure if she should return the kiss or stop everything before it went any further.

As though she could read the thoughts on Rose's face, Reinette leaned forward again and kissed Rose fully on the lips, her tongue darting carefully between Rose's own slightly parted lips. Rose's heart gave a leap of shock inside her chest before it began pounding louder than ever as she returned the kiss, her other hand meeting the one already locked in Reinette's hair. She pulled Reinette closer, until she could feel the tatters of the dress brushing against her own shirt. Reinette's hands slipped down to Rose's sides, holding Rose just as close and tight as Rose had held her. The fabric moving against Rose's shirt was beginning to feel unbearable, her skin felt so warm and sensitive. The kiss itself did not stop, not even as Reinette's lips moved to the side of Rose's neck, leaving Rose leaning against Reinette, breathing heavily and harder as she felt Reinette's nimble fingers slowly pushing up the hem of Rose's shirt.

The feel of such soft skin against her own made Rose's breathing become even heavier, as Reinette gently bit at the hollow of Rose's throat, causing Rose to cry out from the sudden stinging sensation. She felt Reinette laugh softly, then bite down again, just a bit harder, causing Rose to cry out again and clutch at Reinette's hips to keep from losing her balance. Her fingers rubbed against the metal pathwork of the zipper, pressing it into Reinette's back as she did. She followed Reinette's original lead & nipped gently at the side of her neck, gently at first, then harder as her fingers traced the metal against Reinette's back. She caught the zipper quickly, kissing her way down Reinette's neck & lower, down to the warm softness between Reinette's breasts.

A dim part of Rose's mind reminded her that she didn't have to take this further, that the zipper did not need to come down, her own clothes did not need to come off. They could leave it at a simple, if heated kiss and that could be it. That zipper did not need to come down.

But Rose was too far gone to think about things like common sense, friendship, or anything else. She tugged hard at the zipper, hearing the faint rip of fabric as the dress became two parts, allowing her hand to move against Reinette's burning skin. Reinette arched against Rose, the fabric of her dress a cruel tease against Rose's body.

Rose's legs felt like they would give out at any moment. It was a bit of a struggle to simply stand up by this point. She pressed Reinette gently against the wall, her hands cupping Reinette's backside, her fingers pressing gently into the soft flesh there. Reinette's hips pushed against Rose's own hips hard, causing Rose to grip at Reinette harder, finally collapsing against her, pushing Reinette harder against the wall behind them. The two of them slipped against the wall, Rose's shirt finally coming off along with the top half of Reinette's dress as they landed on the floor. Rose buried her face in Reinette's neck, her fingers toying gently with one tight nipple, teeth nipping sharply against the hot flesh of her neck.

Reinette tilted her head back, allowing Rose full access to her throat as she slipped her own free hand down the the denim of Rose's jeans, undoing the button and loosening the zipper all in one fluid, graceful motion. Rose burrowed deeper against Reinette's body as Reinette's fingers moved swiftly against the damp cotton hidden by the rough blue fabric, first gently, then faster and faster. Rose let her head fall against Reinette's body, her moans muffled by her mouth pressing against Reinette's breast. She bit down at the soft creamy skin there, marking it without thinking, each bite becoming sharper and sharper until she tasted a tiny drop of copper on her tongue. Reinette's hand thrust faster between Rose's thighs in time to each snap of her teeth, slowing only briefly to lead Rose's mouth to her own. She sucked gently at Rose's lower lip as though it were ripe, juicy fruit. Rose shuddered against Reinette as she twisted her fingers deeper and deeper inside of Rose, thrusting and pushing.

Rose gasped sharply, her body twisting against Reinette's, the heat of orgasm washing over both her body and Reinette's fingers. She felt her body go limp, as though her bones had turned to water inside of her skin. She collapsed against the arm that was supporting her before sliding to the floor, shaking and panting from the rush. She gazed up at Reinette, who caressed Rose's damp cheek with one hand, while her other hand moved between her own thighs, her eyes ringed with lust, the silk of her dress darkened with sweat. She pressed the thumb of her free hand against Rose's slightly swollen lips, slipping it deep into her mouth. Rose began sucking at it, nibbling at the ball of Reinette's thumb as she did, her eyes fixed on Reinette's other hand, which moved faster and deeper between her thighs with every slide of her tongue against Reinette's thumb. She bit down on Reinette's thumb, feeling the spasms of Reinette's body as she came, her moans & gentle exhales making Rose feel warm all over again.

The two of them lay there for several moments, composing themselves enough to speak. Rose closed her eyes, savoring the feel of Reinette’s hand in her hair, the gentle strokes of her fingers. She opened her eyes slowly, seeing the smile on Reinette’s lips.

‘What?’ Rose asked, feeling a smile of her own crossing her lips.

‘Your opinion of this dress will be remembered, Rose.’ Reinette said, her smile growing. ‘Thank you.’

Crossposted to girlslash, dw_femslash & riverdresses. Later, at the suggestion of ninkasa, at who_otp & rose_lives.
 
 
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[dreamwidth]: text ;; shag me hardest in the TARDISriverdresses on May 30th, 2008 06:16 pm (UTC)
Thank you very much! :D

& doesn't she JUST? Those are my two favourite pics of her. ^_^