Ulterior motives and hidden agendas.
Sarah Jane smiled coyly at the alien bloke standing in front of her. He was roughly humanoid, the biggest differences being in his pointed ears and lack of five digits on his hand (there were instead only three). He had a golden glow to him, radiating skin colour like she had never seen before. He was, for all his differences, rather attractive. He was, also, rather charming.
From the corner of her eye, she saw the Doctor still standing with the rest of the Cifiny delegates. They had landed on Zona accidentally, but just in time for a United Nations (or Planets in this case) type meeting being held. Despite the presence of other Timelords on the planet, the Doctor overjoyed in mingling with various species. His talk of politics was far past anything Sarah Jane could understand. Worst of all was the fact that it was next to impossible to have any interview she conducted published.
They had been there a week now, and after the first hour, it seemed as if the Doctor had forgotten she existed all together. Sure, he would drag her along all over the alien convention center. But after a brief “and this is my best friend, Sarah Jane,” he would continue on rambling with various aliens over topics she didn’t understand or even know about. And no one would bother to take the time to explain it to her.
It was at one such meeting, their first with the Cifiny delegates, which Sarah had ran into the man she continued to flirt with now. Ucaloco was considered a youth about her age by Cifiny standards, brought to Zona for something she believed akin to an internship. Like Sarah Jane, he had been quickly bored with the proceedings. This wasn’t his choice of career, it was his father’s – the tall, bushy bearded man that the Doctor was currently in an animated discussion with. With their mutual ennui of the conference, an easy comrade had struck up between them.
A comrade, it seemed, that had begun to lead to something more. The Doctor still hadn’t glanced back at her (much to Sarah Jane’s unexpected disappointment), too caught up in whatever dull topic on the trade of jam fish meet or whatnot was being discussed. Didn’t he notice how close she was standing to Ucaloco? Or how he practically towered over her, leaning against the wall and smiling back at her with something that any sentient being in his right mind would know as lust?
Despite being the most brilliant man she knew, the Doctor also could be the thickest.
She sighed, an action that could easily be misinterpreted as flirtation rather than disappointment. Even thought her friendship with Ucaloco had started out as just that, Sarah Jane had to admit that when she had noticed the alien’s interest in her as more, she had wanted to use it to her own advantage. Oh, one night stands weren’t so bad by her opinion – if they occurred with the right person. She was, after all, a modern woman of the late twentieth century. But more than that, she had hoped to use it to make the Doctor jealous.
As Ucaloco dipped his head down, she glanced once more towards the Doctor. Was that wishful thinking, or was he finally noticing her and Ucaloco off in their own little corner? She certainly hoped so, especially as Ucaloco’s lips closed on her own. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to savor the kiss. She had, after all, never kissed an alien before and, as much as it was a ruse and an attempt to determine whether the Doctor would get jealous, she was intent on enjoying herself. He tasted sweeter than she imagined, rather like honey. For a moment, she wondered what she tasted like to Ucaloco. Whatever it was, he didn’t have any complaints as a three-fingered hand slipped down to her bum.
Eventually, they did break apart. Sarah Jane giggled, resting her forehead against his. Quickly, she stole another peak towards the Doctor. As far as she could tell, he had no visible reaction to his companion kissing a strange man in public. In fact, he seemed to be in the middle of an animated discussion, his hands flying crazily as he used his scarf to demonstrate whatever it was he was talking about. It seemed that her ulterior motive had failed rather miserably.
“I think I enjoyed that,” Ucaloco whispered, smiling down at Sarah. His voice snapped her out of her daydream and back to the reality in front of her. He caressed her cheek gently, causing her to smile. “Would you mind, SarahJane, if we continued?”
She had a choice now, didn’t she? With a kiss like the one he had given her, Sarah Jane had a feeling that this could quite easily lead to more. Well, it certainly would be an experience. A one night stand with an alien? Not many women could claim to have experienced something like that. God knew that it would be much more entertaining than hanging about here waiting for the Doctor. Even with no ulterior motive at hand, she supposed it couldn’t hurt.
“I would love it,” she responded with a steady nod. “Perhaps we could call this a proper sort of date, along with dinner and some of that Zona champagne?”
“I would be honored.”
Sarah Jane smiled warmly at him, kissing him lightly this time. “Let me just tell the Doctor and I’ll be right back.”
He nodded, clinging to her hand as she began to walk away. Instead of letting go, she pulled him along with her. Maybe if the Doctor saw just who she was going to have this fling with… Oh, she was just being ridiculous again, wasn’t she? This would never work. He was the Doctor. He would never be interested in her like that. And, as if to prove it, the Doctor merely shrugged as she told him about her date.
Well, at the very least, she would still have an absolutely wonderful evening, guilt and consequence free. Caught up in her own nervous anticipation of the night, she failed to notice the Doctor staring at them as she and Ucaloco walked off.