" I was hoping maybe. …. We could maybe make out or something. " she suggested leaving a small kiss on his neck. She pressed closer to him wanting him more then anything
"I…." it was tempting, certainly. Especially the way she pressed against him, the feeling when her lips pressed to his neck and sent a shiver right through him. He froze, breathless, looking back at her big, blue eyes.
Well, why not? They were both adults, both knew what they were doing. No pressure or anything. And he did find himself wondering what her soft, pink lips would feel like pressed against his. Or those big, beautiful breasts in his hand.
In a moment of sheer recklessness, he tuned her face up at the chin and brought her forward until their lips were just brushing together.
"I suppose we could give it a try."
Roxxan nuzzled his neck. ” It kind of got me hot and bothered” she admitted. She had been watching the doctor for a while now. The dreams had just recently started but now they where getting more vivid. ” Kind of why I decided to climb in your lap”
"Oh. Well, I did wonder…" the Doctor shifted in his chair, which only had the effect of nudging her further into his lap. He could definitely feel a reaction, a rush, at the feeling of her firm bottom against him and her warm, tingling breath on his neck. "So, what did you have in mind next?"
Roxxan blushed when he asked about the dream. ” It’s kind of embarrassing” she admitted. She hid her face in his neck for a moment. ” It’s was a very sexy dream about you” she said against his neck
He straightened up at that. It must have been pretty vivid, Roxxan wasn’t usually one to blush.
There’d been some flirting between them, of course. Fleeting touches, just the occasional smack on the bum on the way out of the TARDIS. More than a few accidental glances on his part. He often found himself taking great care not to notice the full (hell, downright heaving) swell of her breasts or the way her bottom flexed as she walked in front of him in jeans or tight shorts. Firm, peachy, just begging for a good hard—
"I wouldn’t have thought… well.”
" I slept for a bit and had a great dream but the I woke up missing you" she admitted. She curled up closer laying her head in his shoulder. "I’m just happy to see you"
"So I see," he said, smiling, giving Roxxan a small pat on the bum. It was surprising how comfortable they seemed to have become so quickly, even if in some ways they were still getting used to each other. "What was this dream, then?"
Roxxan slept for a bit but after a certain dream about the doctor she decided to go find him. She walked into the room in he small tank top and pj shorts. She walked over and sat in his lap. ” Hey” she said softly a grin on her face
"Couldn’t sleep?" The Doctor looked up, flashing her an easy smile. It registered for a brief moment how little she was wearing. The shorts were loose and showed plenty of her smooth, full thighs, and the tank-top strained to contain the assets of her torso. He straightened up as she settled into his lap, close and suddenly intimate. "What are you so happy about?"
"Hmm. Milton, Murakami, Chaucer, The Bumper Book of Dinosaurs… I really must get round to organising this place some time.”
The Doctor wasn’t talking to anyone in particular. More often than not, he found himself muttering aloud at night while he kept himself busy. Night, of course, being a relative term when you were in a time machine: it wasn’t night any more than it was day. The TARDIS was everywhere at once, and at same time nowhere at all. Regardless, his latest companion was off getting her head down for a few hours, which she’d needed after their narrow escape in Medieval Spain. For his part, the Doctor didn’t need to sleep as much as humans, and he usually occupied himself by reading, tinkering, visiting old friends or checking in on the Fledershrews nesting above the console room.
He sank into a chair in the cavernous library with an old, dog-eared copy of The Hunchback of Notre Dame, a cup of tea and some rich chocolate biscuits. With the rustling of old paper and the soft glow of the fireplace for company, he relaxed deeper into his seat, not hearing the arrival at the doorway.
"Me.. well you know me.. nothing that getting you alone won’t fix," she whispered. She couldn’t help how attracted she was to him right now. And how they had almost gone to far. It was against university rules she imagined. Then again rules were meant to be broken.
"I rigged this up from some spare TARDIS components," the Doctor muttered. "It detects a shift in the timelines. But it’s as if the timelines were in flux for a moment, and now it’s restabilised. Has anything odd been going on around here recently? Odd lights, rumours, strange people, that sort of thing?"
ATTENTION EVERYONE IN THE LA AREA!!
My cousin, TALLON, was reported MISSING today. He is an AUTISTIC BLACK TEEN AND IS COMPLETEY NON-VERBAL. HE DOES NOT RESPOND TO HIS NAME. This young man went out for his daily bike ride, unattended, and did not come back. Tonight, HE IS IN LA BY HIMSELF. He is 6’0, 200lbs, and was last seen wearing a white t shirt and khaki shorts. PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST!!
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