Doctor Who Imagines {DISCONTINUED}

You're Cute When You're Helpless (9th Doctor/Reader Smut)

"Hey there, Doctor," I said in a sort of sing-song voice. He just waved. I hopped up into my seat near the controls and crossed my freshly shaven legs so I could wait for him to turn around.

"You're being awfully quiet over there, (Y/N). Something wrong?" Now was my chance.

"I think so. I can't seem to find my clothes anywhere." He sighed and hung his head.

"We've been over this; the TARDIS zapped them to the wash because it thought they were dirty." He turned around and his eyes widened at my nearly naked form.

"What's wrong?" I asked innocently. I saw a look in his eyes that made me shiver excitedly. I think this did it.

"I think TARDIS should have taken you to the wash as well, (Y/N)." He inched closer to me and told me to stand up. I did so, and he circled me like a buzzard circles its prey. Suddenly, I felt the towel being ripped from my body and the cool air hit my exposed skin so abruptly that a gasp forced it's way out of my throat.

"Perfect," he muttered. "And so helpless. You look like a scared little thing. Are you scared, (Y/N)? Do you feel helpless?" I nodded. He gently placed his hands on my shoulders and grinned. "You're so cute when you're helpless." He kissed me softly, and then with more urgency. He nipped at my lip, then moved down my jaw and to my shoulder, making me sigh and push closer to him. He grinned again and pulled his jacket off, giving me a dark look.

"Put this on," he said, tossing it to me. "You'll want to." He hit a few buttons on the control panel and we took off without warning. I was thrown into him, my legs folding around one of his so I was practically humping his knee. He chuckled.

"Excited, aren't we? Well then." He disentangled himself from me and went down a hallway. He came back a few moments later with my clothes, but one thing was different. This was a different shirt. It had no sleeves at all, and looked like it would be really tight on me. He told me to get dressed and I obeyed. Then he slid his jacket back onto me and pulled me out of the TARDIS. We were in my parents' back garden. They knew I had run off with the Doctor, but they didn't know that we almost die all the time.

"Oh, by the way, I slipped a little device into your knickers." He pointed his sonic screwdriver at me and clicked the button. A vibration began to travel up into my core, and I whimpered.

"Doctor, no fair!" I whined as I fidgeted. He clicked again and the vibrations faded. There was wetness nearly running down my legs at this point.

"Alright," he said cheerfully. "Let's go say hello to the family!" I reluctantly followed him and I knocked on the back door.

"Mum! Dad! It's me! I'm home!" There was shuffling and a loud shriek inside, which I assumed could only be my mother. Soon the back door was flung open and my parents pulled me into a warm embrace. I hugged them back while Doctor stood off to the side awkwardly.

"What a coincidence, dear! All your cousins are in too!" I froze. My cousins. No!

"All of them? Even Kate?" My dad nodded. I groaned.

"Can't we just come back when they're gone?"

"No, sweetie! You're already here! C'mon inside! Doctor, you can just park your little box right there, and come on inside as well," my mum said sternly. "You're part of our little family now that you're (Y/N)'s travelling pal. C'mon! I just made a stew!" Doctor tried to back away, but I grabbed his bare arm and dragged him inside.

"If I have to suffer through this like a normal person, then so do you," I hissed. He responded with a short click of his sonic screwdriver, causing subtle vibrations in the little device. I cringed and kept pulling him inside.