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Story: All's Fair
Author: Lurky McLurklurk/

ionlylurkhere
Rating: Adult
Word Count: 2521
Author's Summary: Martha and the Doctor, years down the line. Things are more complicated than they once were, but that's not a bad thing.
Characters/Pairings: Tom/Martha, Ten/Martha
Warnings: Sex

Recced because: Being a polyamorous woman myself, I must admit up front that I love (and have a bit of a bias for) reading about mature open relationships between consenting adult characters. Sadly, that's often not the norm in many portrayals of relationships in fic, but in this wonderful story by

ionlylurkhere*, it is definitely a case of Responsible Nonmonogamy done right. In many ways this story is about Ten and Martha, as they are somewhat the focus of the narrative, but to me, at the heart of the story, is the relationship between Tom and Martha (which is why I listed their pairing first).

ionlylurkhere shows us the beautiful trust of the foundation/primary relationship of Tom/Martha, through the scope of a very sweet and fluffy date she has with the Ten. She quite adeptly and skillfully entwines both romantic relationships in Martha's life without giving too much favor to either, but showing instead how they organically feed off one another. As a bonus, there's some lovely smut thrown in, but I love the sweetness of the deep love and trust most of all. And perhaps Humphrey, the cuddly toy -- I love him lots as well.

[*Yes, she was just recced yesterday, but I had this all typed up and ready to go, so I went ahead and posted it today. I can't help that she just rocks!]

"Sorry," he (Tom) said, the sibilant slightly slurred. "I'm interrupting your date, aren't I? I'll let you go."

"He's not here yet, actually," she said.

"Typical," Tom said good-naturedly. "Anyway, have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"Well, that gives me plenty of leeway, doesn't it?" Martha laughed. But she felt a twinge, a tiny stab of jealousy at the sort of thing Tom could get up to on a stag weekend.

It didn't matter. She trusted him -- trusted him to stay safe, trusted him to come back to her -- just like he trusted her. That was how their relationship worked: total trust. It's what they'd agreed, long ago, when they'd got back together after the bust-up caused by her telling him about the missing year. And it had stood them in very good stead ever since.

"Have fun," Tom said. "Love you."

"Love you too," she whispered into what turned out to be the beeping of her phone telling her he'd hung up.