Doctor Who Fanfiction (11 and 12)

Before the Wedding (Elmy Smut)

Amy had him pressed against the Tardis. She had the sexiest mood about her. She trapped him against the Tardis, and, despite his pleas, was touching him here and there and pulling on his suspender straps and his button up shirt. She looked him up and down quickly and smirked, looking up at his face while reaching down for his belt.
"Amy, you're getting MARRIED tomorrow!" Eleven yelled, trying to squirm away from her.
"Mm, then there's still time, hmm?" She slid a hand onto his back and one behind his neck and pressed her body into his then connected lips. The doctor was shaking. She slid her tongue into his mouth and they were vigorously kissing. Finally they paused to catch some breath.
"Amy.. Pond..." The doctor gasped. She was staring into his eyes with a glint of hunger.
"Doctor.."
"This isn't..."
"Don't tell me what is and isn't, raggedy man," She looked down at his lips and closed the gap again. The doctor squirmed but couldn't get her off; he was too wobbly and woozy from her sudden outburst of hunger. He moaned as she moved her hand down his lower back. He kept his hands in the air, shaking; he didn't dare touch her. He felt his crotch throb. He was very turned on.
He shook so violently it made her back up.
"No no no no NO!" He leaned forward and pointed at her, gasping for breath. She moved forward, but he put his pointed index finger on her chest, glaring, but panting and secretly wanting more.
"Amy. I am 907 years OLD!"
"So?"
He panted as she bit her lower lip and looked down at the bulge in his pants.
"Amy..."
She pushed his hand out of the way and pressed up against him again. He kept turning his head to avoid her kissing him.
"Amy! No! This.. hnn.. This isn't.." He whined in protest as she closed the gap again. She slid her hand down his front and just above the crotch region. He was so turned on and he couldn't help it; he was the one to slide his tongue over hers this time. He kissed her back with more force than before, and air came between them and the Tardis.
Amy dipped her fingers under his belt and it made him shiver. He moaned slightly and pulled her to the bed, but they stood in front of it. His hand rubbed her back and his other hand went up the back of her shirt and felt her bra strap, then rubbed under it. She guided him onto the bed and she lay on top of him. He shivered and struggled to breathe.
"Amy..."
"Doctor..."
"AMY...!" She had started to undo his belt buckle. She slid the belt out and threw it on the floor. He was getting all sweaty. This felt so right but it was so wrong..
She undid his fly and he shuddered as her fingers brushed against the lump in his boxers. "Amy.." He strained against her but it was no use.
"Mm.."
He ran his hands over and down her back to her lower back. He rubbed her sides and her lower back and slid one of his hands under her shorts. She bit her lower lip then started french kissing him again. He pressed into the kiss, and she responded by rubbing his chest.
"Hnnn..." The doctor moaned.
He felt the lacy lining of her lingerie under her shorts. He slid his fingers under that and she inhaled quickly, jerking her body a little. She then sat on top of him and pulled off her shirt and threw it somewhere.
The doctor blushed, avoiding looking at her bra and cleavage, and was so messed up with his feelings. "I.. I.."
She leaned over him and started to unbutton his shirt. He put his hands out to stop her but she pushed them aside and finished unbuttoning it. He realized he was drooling a little and she turned so her back faced him. She stood up on the bed and pulled her shorts off. Her lingerie matched. She turned, her red hair covering her bra. She raised her eyebrows at him and bit her lower lip, smiling, as he felt his hand go to her waist. He rubbed her upper inner thigh with his other hand. She put her hands on the ceiling to stabalize herself while the kneeling doctor cautiously pulled her to him. He then shook his head and backed away against her headboard, like a scared child.
"Amy, what are you doing to me.." He looked up at her and panted. He started to re-button his shirt but she swooped in and stopped him.
"Oh no. I'm not letting you go that easy."
She reached a hand down and pulled his pants down from his boxers.
"AMY!" He yelped and fell on top of her.
She moaned and pulled him so tight to her. Her chests pressed against him and he backed off, blushing really badly. He strained to stop his eyes from watering.
"Doctor, I thought by now you would've at least had SOME experience," She winked at him and pushed him down below her. She sat directly on top of his groin and he yelped and squirmed.
"Amy I'm not sure I LIKE HOW THIS FEELS!" He sweated, trying to squeeze out from under her but she started to move on top of him so that her crotch rubbed against his. She moaned and he did too and his turned into little broken up sobs of confusion. She leaned down and began to body brush him. His face turned red and he was breathing heavily. He fought the urge to reach out and feel her boobs. Almost.
His hand shakily went up and she stopped to see what he was doing, amused. He first felt along the edge of the top of her bra then rubbed her bra. He bit his lip and she fought the moan rising up in her. He sat up and reached around to her back, feeling her bra strap.
"How do these things work? Its more difficult than Time Lord technology." He panted. He shook his head vigorously. He was shaking so much.
"No."
"What?"
"No.. NO, amy, you can't do this any more.." He gasped as she began to stoke the bulge in his boxer. He squirmed under her and started to roll off the bed, taking her with him.
She shrieked and they both hit the floor. He stumbled up and tried to run to the Tardis but she grabbed his boxers and when he ran they pulled down. The doctor made a small squeaking noise that sounded like 'help'.
She attacked him like an animal. She pinned him to the floor and started to devour his lower region.
The doctor yelled and gasped, clawing at the carpet.
"AhhhAHHHHHHHH.." He gasped and scooted himself upward on his back but she followed him.
"No.. No... no.." He pushed her away and pulled up his boxers then flew into the tardis.
She ran in right after him and pressed him up against the wall.
"Doctor, I didn't know.. Yours is longer than Rory's..."
He blushed and felt for the wall behind him. His heart was pounding more than ever, and that plus the throbbing of his lower areas was making him shake. He nearly collapsed but Amy held him up.
He now had an unsatiable desire for her. But no.. He couldn't.
He wrenched himself free and looked away from her body.
He couldn't bring himself to speak. All he could do was breathe heavily. He felt her come up behind him. Her hands slid around his front. One pressed her to him and one went to his trousers.
"Amy, be go-- be good--" he gasped.
"I will at my wedding."
She slid in front of him and picked up his hands, putting one on her chest and one on her vaginal area.
"AHH, AMY--!"
She made little struggle noises as he started to feel her through her panties. His face was burning. He ran a hand over her cleavage likeitwas a new thing.
This isn't right. I can't.. But I can't...
Yes.. I must.
He pulled his hands away and backed off. He turned away and ran to the dressers to grab a new set of clothes. She ran after him and jumped on his back. He panted and tried to shake her off but she was basically humping his back.
"Ahh.." He groaned and found some clean pants. He ran away from her and managed to put on the pants while running. He buttoned up his shirt, too. She ran up to him and pulled him to her, fiercely kissing him again, pressing her body into his against the Tardis controls. He "hnng"ed but managed to find the controls to Rory. He needed... To tell him.
"Amy, would you.. Not..."
She started to pull down her panties and he put both his hands out and waved them around, "NO NO NO--!" He turned away and strode off, squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head. She smirked and pulled them back up.
"Doctor, go inside of me... Slide in... Feel me..." She rubbed his back from behind him as the tardis took off.
He froze. "I am NOT MAKING LOVE TO YOU, AMY POND!" He turned and yelled at her.
She looked at him like he was crazy. "Well, then."
He tore his eyes from her. She was too beautiful.
"Amy, I am 709 years old. You don't deserve me."
"Look at you! You're sexy as shit. What do you mean I don't deserve you?"
"I dont want to have to watch you grow old and die while I live!" He turned around and cried out at her. She was shocked to see his eyes were watering. A tear fell to the ground as he turned and kept his back to her. She looked at his back for a bit. His head was down and he didn't move.
She walked down to the dressers.
He went and sat on the steps. They'd reached their destination. It was only a matter of time before Rory spotted them.
He put his head in his hands and he was still like that when Amy came back with a fresh dress on. She sat next to the doctor and put an arm around him then leaned her head on his shoulder. Her hand moved down to the back of his boxers and he jumped up so fast. He stared at her, looking concerned, as he tugged on and brushed his white button up shirt to straighten it out.
"Amy..."
She looked innocently at him.
"I love you, but..."
She stared at him with the same expression. Then she stood up and charged at him, looking very hungry. Just that minute, Rory decided to burst through the door while Amy pushed him against the wall of the Tardis. He yelled and squirmed in protest but she humped him and covered up his yelling with her mouth. Rory stared wide-eyed. The doctor kept his hands off Amy, and he and his hands were shaking. He noticed Rory and widened his eyes, trying to move. Rory just stared, gaping. The doctor pushed her off and collapsed, heaving with breath.
Amy giggled then turned and saw Rory and her smile faded.
Rory stared at Amy. Amy stared at Rory.
"So, uh..." Rory began.
Amy ran to Rory and jumped into his arms, then kissed him and ran outside to the car. Rory stood there in shock.
The doctor looked up at him under his fluffy hair.
"I... Tried... I tried to stop.." He slid his back up the wall and leaned against it. "I tried to stop her..."
Rory was silent.
He walked over to the doctor and waited for him to catch his breath.
Eleven panted for a bit then looked up at Rory.
"Did she get to your pants?" Rory asked, looking down at the pair of boxers on the floor.
"Yeah..." He coughed. "She had me trapped.."
"Well... There ya go."
There was silence.
"So she kissed you."
"More than that."
"You kissed her back?"
He squeezed his eyes shut.
"More than that."
Rory looked at the doctor. He knew that he was sexy, but he and Amy were getting MARRIED.
"I'm getting married to Amy today."
"I know," Eleven whined regretfully. He slid his back down the wall and pulled his knees against his chest then covered his face with his hands.
"Did she hurt you?"
"Emotionally, yes," the doctor answered. "Also, she's a very good kisser."
Rory nodded. "Yeah.. Yeah she is."
The doctor was in shock and he was shaking still.
"Do you need a glass of water or something? You're shaking, like, violently," Rory leaned down.
He shook his head.
"Wow, doctor; I've never seen Daleks bring you down, but a girl with good hands can?" Rory laughed. The doctor glared at him and sighed.