Doctor Who Imagines {DISCONTINUED}

Long Distance (10th/Reader Smut)

I hadn't been this horny in months. I knew what I needed, and that wasn't anything I could find on earth.

I needed the Doctor. He knew my body better than anyone in the world did, even more than me. The things he's done to me are nothing but pure sin and I needed him. Bad.

I was clinging to my pillow and tensing up my entire body to try and suppress this, but just thinking about him made my need grow. I sighed and hit my head against the wall. Why did this have to happen when he wasn't here? Why couldn't I get this feeling when he came for a visit? And he did visit every so often. Every few weeks, give or take a day. Always showing up and leaving his companion somewhere safe while we caught up.

"I need the Doctor," I sighed to nobody. I rolled off the bed and walked down the hall to the living room where I picked up my phone to call the TARDIS and thought about dialing. Should I?

Maybe he was busy? What if he was saving the universe and couldn't get to me? Then again, it seemed pretty quiet around here...

Screw it! I dialed the number and held the phone to my ear. He picked up on the third ring.

"(Y/N)! What's wrong? You never call." I heard Donna talking in the background.

"Are you busy? Where are you?"

"Not busy, and about fifty years ago in Cardiff. Why? What's happened?"

"I need you, Doctor," I sighed. Silence on the other end. "Really? I'm propositioning you, and you say nothing?" I joked. He chuckled.

"I'll be there in a few minutes. Donna can visit her family and I'll be there. Tell me something, though, why couldn't this wait?"

"Because I really, really need to see you," I whispered. He groaned and I couldn't help but run my hand down and start to finger myself.

"Oh, how about I take care of you with just my voice instead?" I whined, and he laughed. "Donna's gone off somewhere in the TARDIS right now. It's just me by myself... Go to your bedroom." I sighed and obeyed.

"Okay, now what?"

"Are you in the bed?"

"Yup."

"Good. Now take your trousers off."

"How do you know I'm not wearing a skirt?"

"Because I know you. Oh, hold on." He was shouting something to Donna. I sighed and waited patiently. "Gotta go. Tell you what, you stay right there, and I'll come to you." He clicked off, and I was left lying in my bed with no trousers on. Just my underwear and tee shirt. Oh, well.

About twenty minutes later, I heard my front door open softly. I burrowed under my blankets and waited. When my bedroom door opened, the Doctor was shedding his clothes clumsily. I giggled as he lifted the bottom of the blankets and crawled up the bed and over me beneath them. He ran his lips along my legs and pushed up my shirt, trying to get it off.

"Doctor, I missed you," I sighed. He shushed me.

"We're still doing this my way, (Y/N)." His voice had dropped and octave or two with just, and his deep eyes darkened. "Now then," he grabbed me and flipped us so that I was straddling him. "I want you to do to me what you want me to do to you." I bit my lip and ran my hands down his body until I reached his hardening length. I took it in my hand and gave it one long, slow pump. His breath hitched in his throat and he held onto my shoulders.

I stroked him and pumped him again before positioning myself over his erect member. Slowly, I lowered myself down onto him and he groaned.

"So.... tight!" he cried. I moaned as I lowered myself the rest of the way, meeting his hips with my own and trying to adjust myself to his size. He grabbed my hips and I started to lift myself up and push back down slowly. I started going faster, and he thrusted up to meet me as we went. We panted and sighed with each other, my heart beating almost as fast as his hearts.

"(Y/N)!" He groaned as he gripped my hips tighter, leaving finger marks on my skin. I gasped and I lost my balance as the knot in my stomach uncoiled, letting me fall onto his chest. My back arched and he flipped us to continue the movements.

He pushed me through my orgasm, but still showed no signs of stopping. He pulled himself out and thrusted roughly back into me.

"Is this what you wanted, (Y/N)? To be fucked by a Time Lord? To be fucked hard?!?" I groaned out a yes as he continued at a brutal pace. "Is this why you made that call? You needed some satisfaction you couldn't get anywhere else?!?" Another yes, and a loud scream ripped from my throat.

"Oh God! Yes! Doctor!" He slowed down and began to fuck me slower.

"Or did you want a slower pace? To be made love to, not forcefully taken?" he muttered in my ear as I held onto him, digging my nails into his back as he bucked in and out of me slower, more completely.

"Did you want to be able to hear every sigh? Feel everything?" He ran his hands down my sides and held my hips tighter, beginning to bite at my neck and suck at my sensitive flesh. I sighed and gasped as he went at a more languid pace. Then I felt my walls clenched around him again and he groaned as he burried his face into my neck. He twitch inside of me and let out a long moan as he came. I felt his warm seed coat my insides, and some dripped out when he pulled out. He held me in his arms gently.

"Which do you prefer, love?" he panted. I leaned my head onto his shoulder and sighed.

"It doesn't matter, so long as it's with you." He grinned and kissed my forehead. "When can I come with you again, Doctor?"

"When I can stand to see you without needing to fuck you into the nearest surface," he replied.